Chapter 136 Waiting for News

In the past, Du Jingyi had arranged for Cherry to say these things, but today it was the other way around.

After washing up carefully, the breakfast box was delivered.

As soon as he opened it, he saw the fragrant wontons, which made Du Jingyi's appetite aroused. He said to Yingtao with some surprise.

"Dan Ruo is fine. I was thinking about eating wontons a few days ago, and today they are on the table. It's true that they are the roundworms in my stomach and know everything."

Cherry smiled, glanced at Shang Ji, and then explained.

"The general reminded us to make this dish. He said that the young lady loved it in the past and might want to eat it now. Food bought from outside might not be safe, so he asked Dan Ruo to prepare it."

"She had to go to Liu's house three times to get the recipe. Madam, try it and see if it tastes the same."

Hearing this, Du Jingyi's appetite was whetted.

She tasted it right away, and sure enough, Danruo's cooking skills never let her down! It felt like the student was better than the teacher.

Du Jingyi was extremely satisfied. He immediately pushed a bowl in front of Shang Ji and urged him to eat.

"General, please try it. It tastes better than what I had at Liuji."

Her excited look made Shang Ji feel warm in his heart.

It was worth it that he sent his personal attendant with a knife and paid a large sum of money to get the couple to agree to teach Danruo how to make this thing.

The process is not important, as long as she enjoys the meal.

However, after he took a bite, he couldn't stop eating.

He ate three bowls in a row before he felt full, and Du Jingyi next to him was almost finishing his bowl.

Only after she had eaten the last wonton did she sigh with satisfaction.

"A life like this is priceless. In the future, I will definitely find a good husband for Danruo to marry in the mansion, so that she can cook for me all her life."

"That's a good idea."

But Shang Ji also felt it was right.

It is easy to find a cook, but it is hard to find one with such superb skills as Danruo, so we cannot let her go.

Compared to the warmth and affection in Xitang Courtyard at the moment, the third family in Beiyuan is having a headache.

Shang Sanlang and his wife were discussing something.

"Since winter has come, not to mention us, even the maids who serve us haven't even bought winter clothes. I have tried to go see Madam Wei several times but was stopped. My husband, I am afraid I can't stay in this Duke's Mansion for long."

Although their regular silver was still paid as usual, they had nothing else besides the regular silver.

In the past, he could make various excuses to get some money from the household, or he could go to Madam Wei and cry poor and let her slip some money through her fingers.

But now, Yunjinyuan clearly doesn't want to care.

The banknotes that Liu Niang had sent before were still in the hands of Erlang's wife. Even if she had the courage to ask for them, she didn't have the guts to ask for them.

After spending so many years with her sister-in-law, she still knows what kind of person she is.

At a time like this, who doesn’t want to protect themselves? Therefore, I can only complain to my husband.

Shang Sanlang frowned after hearing this, and then gave the order.

"If the family's expenses are not enough, just deduct it from my expenses. Anyway, most of the food and drinks I eat out are paid by others, so I can get by by being frugal."

"My husband, what nonsense are you talking about? Now is the time for you to make friends with noble people. How can I save your expenses? Fortunately, I have saved some money on weekdays. It's OK to support you for half a year or a year, but it will be a bit troublesome after the spring."

"We have to prepare the children's tuition, as well as the materials and needles for needlework."

Sanlang's wife is fertile, and he is blessed with two sons and two daughters.

But when this good fortune comes to light, it becomes a situation where a hero is forced to death by a penny.

She actually did have a dowry, but that little bit of dowry had to be shared among her four children in the future, so it would be somewhat not worthwhile to use it now.

That's why he looks so sad.

Sanlang thought about it and then comforted his wife.

"I don't have much to do these days, so I went to ask my friends if there is any business I can do. The end of the year is approaching, and if we find the right way, we can make a small fortune, and we won't have to worry about next year's expenses."

Compared with Shang Erlang, Shang Sanlang is still very progressive.

Hearing him say this, Sanlang's wife was naturally happy.

But I still mentioned it.

"In a few days, everyone in the East Garden will move out, and there will probably be a lot of furniture left. I will take some time to visit my sixth brother's wife in the next two days. She is so wealthy that even if she leaves any items behind, they will be valuable. I will pawn them and they can be exchanged for silver."

Although Saburo has some backbone, it is not much.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Otherwise, I wouldn't have lived here with my family all the time, so when I heard my wife's suggestion, I nodded and said without blushing.

"Okay, I'll follow your instructions."

The couple worked together, but Mrs. Wei, who had been sleeping in the same bed with different dreams in Yunjin Courtyard for a long time, was a little uneasy at this moment.

When she woke up early in the morning, she felt like something was blocking her chest and it didn't feel smooth at all.

Looking at her husband Shang Yukuan, who was already dressed neatly and having breakfast without knowing it, she felt a little bit of pity in her heart.

The spoon used to stir the porridge for him had not been removed after stirring it for half a day. Shang Yukuan looked at it with curiosity.

"Madam, did you not sleep well last night? You look listless."

"Thank you for your concern, Master. I am still a little hurt after being sick, but it is not a big deal. I will be fine after getting through this winter and the spring next year."

Mrs. Wei answered with a smile, but Shang Yukuan did not notice the reluctance in her eyes.

He got up a little late today, and if he didn't go out soon, he would be late.

So, after taking a few sips, he said to Mrs. Wei.

"When I come back from court, I'll go to Tianxiang Tower. Doesn't Madam love their four-color crispy candies? I'll buy some for you."

These two words made Mrs. Wei even more sad.

The words came to her lips, and she wanted to ask Shang Yukuan to stay at home, but when she thought about her grandson, she had no choice but to let him leave even though she couldn't bear it.

Anyway, it wouldn't endanger anyone's life, so Mrs. Wei pretended to be happy and replied.

"Thank you for remembering me, sir."

Upon seeing this, Shang Yukuan stood up, straightened his court robes, and walked out.

The snow was lighter today, but when he went out, the servant who accompanied him still held an umbrella for him to prevent his shoulders from getting wet by the snow on the branches.

After he left, Mrs. Wei's eyes gradually became clear.

Looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky, silent.

Pingle Street is starting to get lively.

When Shang Yukuan left, he hadn't realized that he had been trapped in a jar. Instead, he lifted the curtain to take a look outside.

(End of this chapter)