Then, not surprisingly, he heard the other party snort coldly: "Humph, you really don't know etiquette."
Su Qingluan grinned. Her makeup today was already more imposing than usual, and when she smiled so exaggeratedly, she had a chilling feeling, like a cold and aloof person grinning broadly.
It's very much like the eve of going crazy.
Xie Zian, who had already been "baptized by madness" by Su Qingluan once, immediately sat up straight, his whole body tensed up, staring at Su Qingluan without blinking, looking very afraid that she would suddenly go crazy again.
However, Su Qingluan wasn't truly crazy. She only displayed a naive and innocent smile and said to Zhang Ma in the Huaxi Village dialect, "Ah, Auntie, you're right. I'm a peasant girl, a country bumpkin with no manners. You work for a wealthy family, unlike us rough folks. Could you please be magnanimous and tolerate me?"
Aunt Zhang's face darkened. "How... rude! How dare you call me aunt?!"
"Ah? Not Auntie? Then call me Sister?" Su Qingluan's eyes swept over Aunt Zhang's face and graying hair. "Oh, Sister, you look so anxious. You look like you're in your fifties or sixties!"
Su Qingluan acted crazy and stupid, Zhang Ma's face turned pale, and Xie Zian was laughing secretly on the side. As a result, he was caught by Zhang Ma accidentally, who glared at him and made him act obediently and keep silent.
It’s not that Su Qingluan deliberately wanted to anger the other party, but it’s now obvious that the other party is looking at her with prejudice, so no matter what she does, it may be difficult to satisfy the other party.
But Su Qingluan also understood that this "Zhang Ma" in front of her was, to put it bluntly, just a servant. The fact that Su Qingluan was picked up by a carriage today itself proved that her "Four Seasons" fruit jam had won the favor of the noble.
In addition, judging from the arrogant look of this "Mrs. Zhang", she was probably here to inquire about the method of making jam.
It was naturally impossible for Su Qingluan to tell the other party the recipe - and it was obviously impossible for the other party to directly violate the taboo.
And since the recipe is in her hands, she will continue to act crazy and stupid - not to offend or ridicule the other party, but to lower the other party's expectations.
The lower the other party's "expectations" of you, the higher their "tolerance" for you will be.
After all, although the recipe of the jam is in her own hands, if an industrial chain is formed in the future, the people who execute each link will be her fellow villagers or residents in the town.
Most of these people are very simple civilians. They have no idea of dealing with high-ranking officials and nobles, and they don’t understand the nobles’ detailed and trivial matters. They will definitely "violate taboos" if they are not careful - even Su Qingluan thinks that he is the same.
Since she couldn't guarantee that there would be no behavior that would offend the important person in every step, it would be "safer" to let the other party think that she and the group of people behind her were "uncouth people who don't know etiquette and can only mess with food."
And it can leave the other party speechless and unable to refute.
Su Qingluan's eyes curved into crescents: I'm so sorry, she is just so petty.
After several changes in the "title", Aunt Zhang probably felt that Su Qingluan was a hopeless case and said in despair, "...you should just call me Aunt Zhang."
Su Qingluan naturally agreed.
Then, naturally, Zhang asked Su Qingluan how to make jam. Su Qingluan briefly described the raw materials, and sure enough, when Zhang Ma heard that the jam was made from wild fruits, her brows furrowed again.
So, Su Qingluan brought out the same excuse she had used to fool Xie Zian before: "Wild fruits absorb the essence of heaven and earth and gather the spiritual energy of the sun and the moon."
The effect is still good.
After all, people in this era still have great respect for the natural world.
After being fooled, Aunt Zhang accepted the fact that the old lady of the Xie Mansion "ate wild fruit jam" and asked, "The old lady likes 'Four Seasons' very much. How long will it take to make a few more?"
"This..." Su Qingluan looked embarrassed.
A glint of contempt flashed in Aunt Zhang's eyes, and she thought to herself: "As expected, this petty, crude village girl is so shallow." To save face, she immediately pulled out a silver note worth 100 taels from her pocket and handed it over: "The price is negotiable. It's just that it's rare that the old lady likes this, so I wanted to give it to someone I'm close to to try it."
Unexpectedly, Su Qingluan did not get the banknote and still looked sad.
Aunt Zhang thought Su Qingluan only knew copper coins, gold and silver, so she pointed at the silver note that rustled in the wind and said, "This is a silver note. You can exchange it for money at the bank. It's worth one hundred taels!"
Su Qingluan rolled her eyes inwardly, but smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Even if Aunt Zhang gave me a hundred taels of silver, I can't make something out of nothing, right?"
Zhang Ma paused, "What does this mean?"
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