Chapter 80 Wild Grapes
At the end of July, Feng Wangtian drove a mule cart to send his eldest daughter-in-law to the capital. He also brought many mountain products, such as mushrooms, fungus, ginseng, pheasant, wild rabbit, wild pear, and wild grapes.
Su Ruojin's eyes sparkled as she looked at these wild products. They were native mountain products that had never been polluted!
Multiple ecosystems!
Feng Wangtian was afraid that the young master would look down upon these wild goods, but when he saw Madam Su's smiling eyes, he also smiled happily and opened a basket. "Recently, the grass dragon balls are slowly maturing. They are sour and sweet. I think the young master will definitely like to eat them, so I picked some for the young master to try. If you like them, I will pick some more and send them to the capital when I return."
Grass Dragon Ball?
It's obviously grapes! This alien species has been introduced to China a long time ago. In Beijing, Su Ruojin has heard of wine, but it seems that only royal nobles can enjoy it. It is not available on the market. It is possible that people like Uncle Feng who have lived in the mountains all their lives don't know about it.
Su Ruojin was a little excited: "Is this from your parents?"
Feng Wangtian shook his head, "No... No, it's wild in the mountains, sour and sweet, and a snack for the children."
If it is given as a snack to children, it doesn't seem like much.
She sighed, "If only there were more."
Seeing the young master's disappointment, Feng Wangtian hurriedly said, "There are a lot of them. There are several trees that can bear a lot of fruit!"
What does a few trees matter?
Su Ruojin understood that although wine has been introduced to the Central Plains for about 2,000 years, the main alcohol consumed in ancient times was rice wine and white wine. It is said that many people planted wine in the early days, but it was not known whether it was due to the climate or improper planting methods. In any case, the survival rate was low, the yield was small, and it was not easy to preserve. Therefore, the output of wine was also small, and it was regarded as a treasure by the upper class. Therefore, the common people knew little about wine.
She still wants to make a small fortune! Forget it, people should not be too greedy!
Su Ruojin didn't take it to heart. At the end of July and the beginning of August, the weather in Bianliang, the capital of the Dayin Dynasty, had gradually turned cooler, and people had to wear jackets in the mornings and evenings. However, the autumn heat was still strong, and it was quite hot at noon.
She and her mother prepared a sumptuous lunch to entertain Uncle Feng.
Feng Wangtian was flattered but dared not accept it.
Su Ruojin asked everyone in the shop to come back for dinner. They were so busy and it was a rare opportunity for them to get together, so everyone was very happy.
Dashi's wife is of medium height with a round face and dark skin. Su Ruojin remembered that Xianggui's face was also dark when she first came, but after staying in the capital for half a year, her face has become much whiter now. It's probably because of the wild wind in the mountains!
When she first arrived, Shanhe was very shy and didn't know where to put her hands and feet. When Su Ruojin and Feng Wangtian were looking at mountain products, she hid in the corner with a red face and was very reserved. It was not until Brother Dashi came back that she got close to him and felt more comfortable.
Dashi was happy and comforted his wife, "Don't be afraid, the young master doesn't eat people."
This is not a question of cannibalism, but the fact that the young master is dressed like the fairy boy sitting under Guanyin. His cleanliness, untainted by the dust of the world, unconsciously gives people a sense of nobility and inaccessibility, which makes the people in the mountains feel even more ashamed and humble.
Su Ruojin didn't know that others thought she was a fairy. If she knew, she would have to say that she was not the one sitting under Guanyin, but the little follower behind the God of Wealth.
After lunch, a group of people took Feng Wangtian and his wife to the shop.
Cheng Yingzhen looked at the cart of mountain products and said, "Ajin, this must cost a lot of money!"
Su Ruojin nodded and said, "I'll give him some money when he leaves."
Cheng Yingzhen shook her head. "I guess he won't accept it."
It is possible.
"What do you think of this gift, mother?"
Cheng Yingzhen thought for a moment and said, "Why not make a golden lock for Brother Feng's grandson? This way, we can reward Dashi for his contribution to our family and also repay the gift of mountain products."
Even though the Earl's Mansion had never raised a concubine's daughter, Cheng Yingzhen still bore the mark of the social interactions of the wealthy families of that era.
Su Ruojin thought it was great and she put her arms around her neck and praised her a lot. She wanted her daughter to slowly build up Cheng Yingzhen's confidence after being trained by the Bo's family!
"So when are you going to get the golden lock?"
"Why are you fighting?" Since there was still time to wait, Su Ruojin waved her hand generously and said, "Let's go to Zhucui Pavilion and buy them directly." By the way, she could also buy some hairpins, pearl flowers and other things for the whole family. She didn't say the latter part because she was afraid that her mother would be reluctant to spend the money.
"Okay, then you go."
"Well, this is my mother's idea. Of course I will buy it. Besides, what if I am a child and get cheated?"
After hearing the first half of her daughter's sentence, Cheng Yingzhen was still a little nervous. From childhood to adulthood, she seldom had the opportunity to go to the gold and silver shop to buy things. She didn't have this opportunity when she was at her mother's house. After she got married, her husband took her there in the first two years, but later, as she had more and more children, she no longer had the money to go.
When she heard the second half of the sentence, her eyes widened, "How could a little girl like you be fooled?" If she could be fooled, her daughter would never be fooled.
Suddenly she realized that her daughter was asking her to experience the feeling of spending money!
My nose felt sore, "You silly girl." I couldn't help but cry.
Look, it lets people feel the joy of spending money and also makes them cry. Even their own mother has to comfort them!
If the neighbors were here, she would definitely set things right by saying: You only see that Su Yanli and his wife spoil me, but you don’t see how much I spoil my parents!
After a long while of talking to each other, the mother and daughter finally decided when to go to the gold and silver shop to buy the gold lock.
Su Ruojin looked at all the wild delicacies and said, "Mom, the weather is hot, why not share some with the relatives of our lovers?"
Cheng Yingzhen of course agreed, so she gave some of the wild delicacies brought by Uncle Feng to Lord Fan and the neighbors, and also sent some to the shop, asking Mother Dong to cook for everyone.
For the rest, Su Ruojin tinkered at home and made a ginseng and wild chicken soup with various mushrooms. The taste was so delicious that it could make your eyebrows drop.
“It’s delicious!”
“It’s so delicious!”
Su Sanlang followed his sister and sighed like a little foodie.
"Ha ha……"
There is no such thing as not talking while eating at the Su family’s table. The whole family is talking and laughing, and the atmosphere is warm and harmonious!
"I'm going to grind the remaining mushrooms into MSG." Su Ruojin thought about it. "From now on, I'll just buy them from Uncle Feng and have him dry them and send them directly to the capital. It'll save me trouble and he'll make money. It's like killing two birds with one stone."
Su Sanlang was still thinking about eating, "Sister, when can I eat your wild pear paste?"
It is easy to cough during the transition from spring to autumn, so the food is kept to moisten the lungs. Su San, a little foodie, only knows how to eat it.
Su Ruojin glared at him: "Eat first."
"Yeah yeah" Su Sanlang made a little face before he buried his head in his rice.
Su Yanli seemed to remember something, "Ajin, didn't you send some grapes to Prince Pingyang?"
"ah……"
"Today, Young Master Fan brought some grapes to the Imperial College to eat, saying they were sent by our family."
Su Ruojin: ...
I have completely forgotten about the world-weary second-generation rich guy.
"This is a royal palace, how could they be short of a few grapes?" Su Ruojin made excuses for her carelessness.
(End of this chapter)
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