Chapter 74 Processing Cherries
Wen Zhenyi recently learned about some of the local customs and habits. Girls here are engaged at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and get married when they turn sixteen.
Men are engaged at the age of sixteen and get married two years later. Just looking at Cheng Lesheng and the others, they should be of the same age as well.
"Brother Shen, won't they be scolded for running out to play like this?"
Chen Hanxing seemed to know what she meant and whispered, "Except for Cheng Lesheng, the others are all married. Their families think they can only have two or three years to play. As long as they don't suffer too much, they will let them do whatever they want."
Wen Zhenyi nodded in understanding. If it happened nowadays, they would just be children who had not grown up.
Cheng Lesheng pinched his shoulders and walked to her side: "If you need anything, ask them to go back and get it for you."
"Is there any honey?"
"Yes, what else do you want?"
Wen Zhenyi thought for a moment and said, "There's not much candy left at home. Bring me some more."
Cheng Lesheng looked at the servant beside him and asked, "Did you hear everything Miss Wen said?"
"I heard you, Master."
"If you hear it, go get it and send it over quickly."
Wen Zhenyi looked at their miserable appearance and asked, "Do you want to go back and change your clothes?"
"No, we always bring a change of clothes when we go out, so we can just borrow your room for a while."
Wen Zhenyi didn't say anything, but turned to look at Shen Hanxing: "Brother Shen, are you going directly to my house?"
"I'll go home and tell grandpa first, and then go with him."
"Okay, then I'll take Young Master Cheng and the others back first." Wen Zhenyi took them back home, pointed to two empty rooms, and asked them to change their clothes by themselves.
The servants and maids quickly took the spare clothes from the carriage, carried them into the house, and helped their master change his clothes.
Wen Zhenyi prepared to wash the pots and pans that he had collected from the stall in the morning and then make dinner for today.
Cheng Lesheng and the others washed and dressed quickly, and when they came out they looked like handsome young men.
Wen Zhenyi looked at them doing nothing and suddenly felt uncomfortable: "Come and help."
Cheng Lesheng called the servant over to help her wash the pots and pans.
Wen Zhenyi narrowed his eyes when he saw them and said, "In that case, why don't you young masters and young ladies help me deal with the cherries."
Cheng Lesheng blinked his eyes: "Not enough manpower? I'll call a few more people for you."
Wen Zhenyi folded his arms and looked at him: "If you don't want to eat later, you can call someone, otherwise you will have to do it yourself."
Lei Yingying blinked her eyes. They were all people who had never done housework before, so it was really difficult for them to do the work.
"Miss Wen, we haven't done it."
"If you haven't done it before, learn it, otherwise just walk out the door." Wen Zhenyi doesn't indulge them.
Meng Caidie rolled up her sleeves and became more energetic: "Just do it, tell me what you want to do."
Wen Zhenyi poured the cherries into a basin and asked them to remove the cherry stems and clean them. After cleaning them, he gave each of them a pair of chopsticks and asked them to poke out the cherry pits from the other side.
A few people understood, but they were very nervous when doing it. They were either afraid of the pain or they would break it if they used too much force.
Wen Zhenyi frowned as he looked at their hands covered in red juice. "I don't think you can eat these honey-fried cherries today."
"Wait a minute, let's try again." Meng Yongchun was sweating and he didn't believe it.
Wen Zhenyi was too lazy to watch what they were doing, but the servant had already washed all the pots and pans.
She washed the picked wax apple leaves and prepared them to make juice.
There is no juicer here, so she can only use the method that Ju Ye used before. Fortunately, there are many people working today, so she is happy to do the job of directing and only needs to move her mouth.
After she gave the order for the juicing, she came out and saw Grandpa Shen and the others helping to process the cherries.
Next to Shen Hanxing was a basin filled with processed cherries. There was only a round hole in it, and the flesh was intact.
"Brother Shen's work is really meticulous."
The other people had their heads down doing the things in their hands, but when they heard what Wen Zhenyi said, they all looked into Shen Hanxing's basin.
The cherries in other people's pots were in perfect shapes, while the ones in their pots were all broken.
Shen Hanxing just smiled and continued with what he was doing.
Grandpa Shen did a pretty good job, much better than the others.
Wen Zhenyi felt a headache when he looked at the things in their bowls. Can these be eaten after they are cooked?
Cheng Lesheng poked out a complete cherry pit and was so happy: "Haha! I finally found a way."
The others all looked at him and asked, "How did you do that?"
Cheng Lesheng shook his head and said proudly, "I won't tell you."
"Cheng Lesheng, do you want to fight?" Song Yi wanted to roll up his sleeves and hit someone.
"You talk as if you can beat me."
Wen Zhen looked at this group of funny guys with a headache: "If you want to fight, go outside. You don't have to come back in after you're done."
The two of them immediately sat down quietly, but there was a flicker of fire in their eyes from time to time.
The servant of the Cheng Mansion came back, and Master Cheng of the Cheng Mansion came back with him.
The corners of Wen Zhenyi's mouth twitched when he saw him: "Master Cheng, you are so free today."
"I have property here, so I came to visit." Then he looked at his son and said, "You little bastard, why didn't you call me when you came?"
Cheng Lesheng raised his hand covered with bright red juice: "I'm here to work, do you want to come?"
"Come on, why not?" He washed his hands and sat next to Shen Xiucai. "How do I do it?"
Shen Xiucai looked at this familiar old friend and asked, "Aren't you inspecting the property?"
"I've finished the inspection. It's still early, so I can help out. It's okay to go back."
Everyone at the table looked up at him: You have a lot of property, who would believe you when you say you're fine?
Mr. Cheng pretended not to see it and turned to look at Wen Zhenyi: "Miss Wen, give me a pair of chopsticks, I will help too."
Wen Zhenyi looked at the few people and it seemed impossible to drive them away today. Forget it, anyway, there were people helping with the work today, and it would just mean a few more people eating.
She went to the kitchen, got a pair of chopsticks and handed it to him, and then she saw him start to process the cherries in a very professional manner, without any airs at all.
"Miss Wen, the juice of the Nanzhu leaves has come out, take a look."
Wen Zhenyi was too lazy to care about them. He walked into the kitchen and looked at the juice in the basin: "Pour the glutinous rice in for me to soak."
The servant quickly poured the glutinous rice into the basin.
Wen Zhen saw that it was almost enough, so he asked them to stop: "Did you bring the honey and sugar?"
"I've brought it. I'll go get it for Miss Wen." Then he ran to the carriage and brought the things in: "Have you seen enough? If not, I'll go back and get more."
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