The cooks and maids in the mansion brought out bowls of dumplings one by one.
The front yard was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation as Ruhua served bowls of dumplings from the tea tray to each of the guests.
Xie Zhaozhao looked at the bowl of dumplings in front of her, picked up her chopsticks and gave seven or eight of them to Tu Shi, and said with a smile, "I have a small appetite and can't eat that many. Sister-in-law, please help me?"
Ruhua quickly shoved the dumplings back into Xie Zhaozhao's bowl, smiling as she reminded her, "Third Madam, this is unacceptable. It's the first bowl of dumplings of the New Year, and you can't give your own food to others. The Lady of the Marquis won't eat Third Madam's dumplings for nothing."
Xie Zhaozhao looked at the dumplings that had all been returned, and smiled, "I really can't finish them all, but it's not good to waste them. How about this, whoever helps me eat this bowl of dumplings, one tael of silver for each dumpling..."
The prize is big enough.
As soon as she spoke, Madam Lu immediately smiled and said, "Really? How about having Shuying eat it?"
"Sure, Manman, here's the silver!"
Shuying was Lu's personal maid. She was given one tael of silver for each dumpling she ate, and a bowl of dumplings would cost more than ten taels. Where else could you find such a good deal! In the countryside, if a daughter was married off with ten taels of silver as a dowry, then the parents were extremely fond of their daughter.
Manman had already taken out the silver, but Ruhua stopped her again, reminding her, "Second Madam, please don't. It's the New Year, and if someone else eats the Third Madam's first bowl of rice, it means that someone else will eat all the rice for the year, which is bad luck."
Mrs. Lu sighed in annoyance, then laughed and said, "What a pity, I won't be able to earn my third brother's wife's New Year's gift! I really can't just eat your dumplings whenever I want."
Xie Zhaozhao looked at the old lady, who also seemed a little envious. It seemed that the old lady also wanted Taxue to earn those ten or so taels of silver.
Despite Xie Zhaozhao's repeated attempts to find out what to do, she ultimately didn't send the dumplings out.
Suddenly I understood; there was something special about this bowl of dumplings.
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