Chapter 33 Who is he?
Qin Mama, the housekeeper of the Fan residence, entered the bedroom and bowed to Cheng Yingzhen, "I'm sorry to bother you, Madam." Seeing this situation, she swallowed back what she wanted to say. She said a few auspicious words, put down the gift, and left the bedroom, ready to go back.
When she walked to the corridor, she was stopped by a young lady. She looked at the young lady, who was about six or seven years old, in surprise and asked, "Young lady, what do you want to ask me?"
Su Ruojin said bluntly: "Mother Qin, is the hawthorn wine that adults drink gone? Or is there any young lady or young man who likes my lollipop?"
Mother Qin: ...Why not that crystal clear osmanthus cake?
To make hawthorn wine delicious, simply buy high-quality sake and add hawthorn and rock sugar to soak. When the time is up, you can open it and drink it. As long as someone starts soaking hawthorn in wine, this thing does not require any technical skills and anyone can do it.
As for lollipops, as long as you have money to buy them, it is not difficult to make them into the twelve zodiac animals. At most, it will waste some ingredients, and rich people can still afford this.
But the crystal clear osmanthus cake is different. The clear flour that makes the cake transparent is a technical barrier. Once this barrier is overcome, many delicate and transparent cakes can be easily made.
Moreover, during the noodle washing process, Su Ruojin still has an important delicacy that is suitable for all ages and the elite and the common people to enjoy, so if the noodle washing technique is exposed, wouldn’t it be a great loss?
The young lady had a fair, round face and smiled innocently.
Mother Qin did not dare to underestimate this young lady at this moment. She turned around and walked to the young lady, bowed her head slightly, and said with a smile, "I wonder if your family still has osmanthus cake?"
Su Ruojin shook her head.
"Then...is there any food..."
Before Mother Qin could finish her words, she was interrupted by the naive and lovely young lady: "This is the recipe my mother came up with for my dowry."
How could she open her mouth like that? Mother Qin secretly sighed. Never mind. Madam said it would be better if she could get it, but it didn’t matter if she couldn’t. She smiled, straightened up and raised her head, “Then I won’t bother you anymore.”
The young lady whispered softly behind her, "How many boxes does Mom want? I can ask Mama Dong to make them for you."
After returning empty-handed, Mother Qin was thinking about how to tell her mistress that the whole Su family was sick and had children, and there was not even a decent maid at home, when she never expected that the young lady called her again.
She turned her head happily, "Does the young lady's words count?"
I am a little chef.
Su Ruojin almost rolled her eyes in disgust.
Mother Dong hurriedly stepped forward with a smile, "Our wife is not feeling well, and the second lady is in charge of the household affairs. Madam Qin wants a few boxes, just let her know."
"Then I won't be polite." Mother Qin said ten boxes, "Come and get them on the fifth day, okay?"
Mother Dong looked at the little master.
Su Ruojin nodded and thought, there is still some noodles dried before the New Year, so it shouldn't be a problem to make ten boxes.
In fact, giving Mr. Fan the osmanthus cake was also meant to stimulate discussion. Unexpectedly, it really caught Mrs. Fan's eye. She got an order on the third day of the New Year, which is a good sign.
Mother Qin returned home happily to report.
In previous years, before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, apart from visiting his superiors and having a meal with colleagues, Su Yanli basically stayed at home reading books, practicing calligraphy, taking care of the children, and spending time with his wife. The time was long and the years were peaceful.
But this year, his daughter "drove" him out, letting him "hang out" and find someone to show off his physiognomy in front of Cheng Baotai so as to rescue Aunt Ding from the Bo's Mansion.
Sitting in the lobby of the Music Bureau, Su Yanli drank tea and thought, isn't this a setup? But his daughter said that this is not even a conspiracy, but an open plot to rescue the poor people from the hands of bad people.
Well, whatever my daughter says is right, that is an open conspiracy.
A middle-aged man, as gentle as jade and as bright as the moon, was sitting in the lobby, drinking tea and smiling faintly at something, attracting the singing and dancing actors in the music house to look over from behind the columns on the second floor.
"I haven't seen it before, is it from outside?"
"Maybe..."
The experienced actor took a look at his clothes and said, "He doesn't look like a child from a rich family."
"Maybe they dress modestly on purpose?"
"We are an official residence here. Is there anyone among the dignitaries in the capital that we don't know?"
The young ladies gathered in a group and thought about it silently. Sister Aoxue was right. "Then who is he?"
A few young men walked over to the end of the corridor, and suddenly someone pointed at the lobby and shouted, "Hey, isn't that Dr. Su? Why is he here?"
It turned out to be a doctor from the Imperial College. Aoxue looked towards the lobby again and whispered a few words to the maid beside her. The maid nodded and disappeared to the second floor in a short while.
A young man upstairs asked, "Do you want to go downstairs and say hello to Dr. Su?"
Su Yanli felt someone was looking at him. He raised his eyes and saw his student. His ears turned red. He picked up the tea and drank it all. Then he picked up the bone fan on the table and left the teaching house.
When the girl went down to the lobby, the table was empty, the cups were empty, and there was no one in sight.
The young man who was struggling over whether to come down to say hello also looked downstairs, but there was no one there either. "Could it be that I am seeing things?"
"Impossible, there are no ghosts in broad daylight."
"Go away, you don't mind the bad luck in the New Year."
…
The young men were laughing and having fun.
Su Yanli came out and saw that it was still early. He was afraid that his daughter would scold him if he went back so early, so he strolled around and saw the bookstore and turned in without realizing it.
If Su Ruojin saw this, she would think, Dad, Dad, at this rate, how long will it take for you to rescue my aunt?
Su Ruojin didn't see it, nor did she know that her father was hiding in the bookstore reading, and he forgot to eat and sleep and didn't even have lunch. She was at home instructing Mother Dong how to make osmanthus cake. Through osmanthus cake, the Su family had a closer contact with Lord Fan's family.
Be sure to seize this opportunity!
In front of Xiangguo Temple, the hawthorn slices they brought were sold out again. Shu Tong was very happy. He looked up and saw that it was still early, so he prepared to ask Dashi to pull the mule back to restock. However, before he could finish his order, an elegant woman stood in front of the stall.
He was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost lost control.
The elegant lady was haughty and looked at people with sidelong glances.
The girl next to him had a fierce look on her face. She walked to the stall and took a bag of hawthorn slices. Ershi reached out to shout, but Shutong stopped him by shaking his head.
“Madam, it is indeed Su Ji from Zhen Er’s mother’s family.”
"No wonder he could give twenty taels of silver as a New Year's gift before the New Year. It turns out he's become wealthy." The woman said wealthy, but in fact she looked sarcastic and disdainful.
Shu Tong forced a fake smile, "A bag of hawthorn slices costs dozens of coins. Most of the money is spent on hawthorn, sugar, and labor, and we only make a few coins. Madam Yao doesn't care about these few coins."
The noble lady was none other than Cheng Zhaolin's eldest daughter and Cheng Yingzhen's eldest sister - Cheng Yuzhu. She was married to the third son of the Yao family in Chenghou Mansion. As she was neither the eldest nor the youngest, her life in the Chenghou Mansion was not easy.
However, she looked glamorous, and the ordinary people around her were intimidated by her gorgeous clothes. They wondered if she was the mistress of some wealthy family. She looked so majestic in her gorgeous clothes.
(End of this chapter)
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