Chapter 28 The Second Master is Here Again
Also because of the slow speed, the street becomes particularly lively.
It attracted more and more people who didn't know what was going on, and they stopped to watch and ask the reason.
Many people who were having dinner at Su's were like this. When they heard the noise outside, they started talking about it. When they learned the reason, they were all filled with righteous indignation and cursed Zhang Huaihua for what she deserved.
The sounds of cursing and slurping food mixed together, creating an odd atmosphere for a restaurant.
Especially Meng Dahai and Shen Cang, they looked at each other and their faces immediately looked a little ugly.
"Brother, let's..."
Meng Dahai asked hesitantly.
"What are you talking about? Just eat your meal!" Shen Cang replied unhappily, secretly crushed the small insects he had prepared in his sleeves, and threw them at his feet.
Feeling unsatisfied, You stomped on it twice more.
He was even mumbling to himself.
I've been eyeing this Su Ji shop for a long time. Last time I was thinking of extorting money, but a child choked on his food. This time I was thinking of throwing a small insect in, but there was a fool parading outside who didn't know how to live or die.
At this moment, everyone felt that Su Ji was unlucky and were full of sympathy for him. If this bug showed its head, no one would speak for him. If Su Ji reported to the police, the yamen runners would be ready outside.
Shen Cang is a familiar face to the yamen runners, and I'm afraid he will be in trouble again.
I can only give up!
Two times in a row, someone got the upper hand...
What a damn bad luck!
Shen Cang was so angry that he gulped down the mutton offal soup. When it was almost finished, he picked up the bowl and went to get more soup.
The amount of mutton offal soup in Su Ji Pu is fixed, but the soup can be refilled unlimitedly without paying extra money.
Since you don’t have to pay, just drink a few more bowls!
Seeing Shen Cang’s angry look, Meng Dahai couldn’t help but touch his nose.
Why do I feel like they are here to make people laugh?
But now is not the time to be funny. If I don’t find a way to make some money, I’m not sure if I can afford to eat. My legs are almost gone... - In September, chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
The chill is noticeable in the mornings and evenings, and some trees with large leaves have begun to turn yellow and fall off.
On days when the northwest wind blows, the fields seem even more desolate.
In the afternoon, thick clouds spread out, completely blocking the sun in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, fine rain began to fall.
The raindrops are not big, like cow hair, but they float down lightly, as if a huge rain curtain has been erected between the sky and the earth. Everywhere you look, there is mist.
The weather was cold and it was raining so hard that there were fewer and fewer people on the street. Most of the food at Su Ji's was sold out by noon, so they simply closed the shop early. The remaining food was prepared to be eaten as dinner and breakfast the next morning.
After Frost Leaf and the others tidied up, they gathered under the eaves to do needlework.
As the weather was getting colder, Su Yujin asked Ai Cao to make some clothes for them for late autumn and early winter. The outer clothes could be made in the garment shop, but the inner clothes could not be made by others.
Especially at this age, menstrual belts are indispensable items, and taking advantage of this free time, the girls all tried to make them themselves.
Especially when there were no outsiders or men around, they felt much more relaxed, and even discussed whose menstrual belt was made the smoothest, and whose bellyband had what kind of flowers embroidered on it.
There was chatter and laughter in the backyard of the shop, and the courtyard in Shuanggui Lane was also quite lively.
It was a rare rainy day, and Su Yujin felt that she couldn't waste it, so she asked Mama Liu and Ai Cao to set up a small charcoal stove and cook some chicken bone soup, and now they were eating mutton in a copper pot.
The hand-cut fresh lamb is thin and tender enough. Put it into the boiling bone soup and take it out after it changes color. It doesn’t even need sesame paste. Just swallow it directly into your mouth, and your mouth will be full of the fragrant and tender taste.
If you dip it in some sesame sauce, it will have a fresh fragrance and the sauce will add to the richness of the flavor, making it taste stronger, but it is also equally delicious.
In addition to hand-cut mutton, we also boil some bean curd sheets, lotus root slices, potato slices, baby spinach, and marinated tofu...
Su Yujin enjoyed the meal very much.
The courtyard is misty and water is dripping under the eaves. You can enjoy hot and delicious mutton hotpot here!
Beautiful, wonderful, but something is missing.
After thinking for a long time, Su Yujin realized that there were fewer sounds when eating.
For example, stringed instruments, or singing.
If we could have these, it would definitely add more fun to the delicious food in front of us.
Su Yujin suddenly understood why the literati and scholars in ancient times liked to arrange singing and dancing or music while they were eating and drinking, and why many wealthy families even kept singing and dancing girls.
It’s just like finding a show to watch before eating in modern times, how comfortable!
Maybe, besides having reasons, the second master bought her back for this reason? But speaking of the second master, he has been missing for half a year since he came here once in spring, and I don't know if he will come again in the near future.
If I don't come, my plan to get back my indenture contract will not be realized, and I will not be able to achieve freedom.
But then again, if the Second Master completely forgets about this place and never comes here again...
It seems that she can live freely here without being disturbed by her identity as a mistress?
Su Yujin was daydreaming when she suddenly heard some noise outside the door.
After a while, an oil-paper umbrella was seen floating into the yard.
Looking more closely, under the oil-paper umbrella, it was Xing'an holding the oil-paper umbrella, and He Yanxiu, with his hands behind his back, wearing a moon-white long gown! "Second Master?"
She was just muttering about He Yanxiu when he came. Was it because her mouth was blessed, or was it that He Yanxiu could see through her mind?
But no matter why, since He Yanxiu is here, it would be helpful if he came a few more times to show some affection to others. Whether he gets his own indenture, or the indentures of Ai Cao and Mother Liu, it will be helpful.
Su Yujin was startled and stood up quickly.
Because of a bit of panic, she almost knocked over the small table in front of her. Fortunately, Ai Cao, who was beside her, was quick to help her up and said, "Miss, be careful. Don't get too excited when you see the Second Master."
Su Yujin, "..."
Not excited, but shocked.
"Second Master is here." Su Yujin hurriedly greeted her indenture with a smile, oh no, it was He Yanxiu, "It's windy and rainy outside, Second Master, please come in first and have a cup of hot tea."
While Su Yujin welcomed He Yanxiu into the house, she instructed Ai Cao and Liu Mama to clean up the charcoal stove and copper pot under the corridor and go make tea for He Yanxiu.
The tea is chrysanthemum tea, which Su Yujin made herself when she had nothing to do these days. When brewing it, she rinsed it with water twice and added two wolfberries into it. When drinking it, she did not need to add rock sugar to taste the fragrance of chrysanthemum tea and the sweet taste of wolfberries.
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