The steward of the estate delivered 400 chickens, and as soon as Granny Sun heard about it, she immediately took two back with her.
Chop the chicken into pieces, add scallions, ginger slices, and Shaoxing wine, bring to a boil over high heat and skim off the foam.
Heat oil in a wok, add rock sugar, then add all the blanched chicken pieces, and pour in boiling water to blanch, stir-fry, and simmer.
Each person had a bowl of rice topped with chicken, then a spoonful of broth was poured over it. In less than fifteen minutes, they devoured every last bit of rice and meat—it was so delicious!
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After Xu Shaoqing's invitation was returned to the Marquis's residence, Jiang Shiyi still refused to see her.
After Gui Xiang sent back the message, she was in no mood to comfort her, which made Xu Shaoqing cry in the room.
Our family has lost so much money, and my mother not only doesn't care but hasn't even uttered a single word of concern.
Guilan, unable to bear it any longer, came over and offered a few words of comfort. Xu Shaoqing wiped away her tears.
"Guixiang has a headache, let her go home and rest for a couple of days. When she goes back, please bring me a letter with flowers back to the Earl's mansion."
"..."
However, Gui Xiang got two days off as a result. After returning home, she thought she would go to the night market on Ma Xing Street in the evening and chat with Gui Qin.
After buying a cup of white fermented water, Guiqin took her to one stall after another that sold blood soup.
Wang Xing and Wang Ying came to the night market together during the holiday. Aunt Wang led the two of them.
They weren't there to buy food, but to check out the stalls. Wang Yan had mentioned it again when she went home last time, suggesting that Aunt Sun set up a small stall to sell food.
Aunt Wang was also tempted. There were people selling flowers, vegetables and drinks among her neighbors, but at first, she didn't dare to go.
Having no prior experience with such matters, and having to join an association, pay rent, set up a stall, and go through a whole host of other things, she found it all too troublesome.
Moreover, they also do embroidery at home, making things like sachets and handkerchiefs.
But after observing from the sidelines for a while, he realized it wasn't such a difficult task. So he took his two children out for a stroll and to investigate the situation in their market town.
The key point is that Wang Yan is right; her family has been stockpiling chili powder for three years.
We can't just leave it there; we have to use it. Even if we just sell fried tofu with chili, we'd still have no trouble making a living.
People at that time loved spicy food. Mustard greens, dogwood, Sichuan pepper, and black pepper are all common in the snacks we buy now. The flavor of this chili pepper is no less than that of the other spices.
The family of three each had a cup of licorice and mung bean soup, walking around and observing the flow of customers.
I must say, the foot traffic on Ma Xing Street is really good. This street is quite close to the city center; it's just five streets away from there.
Suddenly, Wang Ying felt a child bump into her, and then realized that the purse hanging at her waist was gone.
"Hey, you little rascal..." Wang Xing noticed someone had stolen his sister's purse and chased after them.
While chasing and shouting, suddenly someone tripped the child in front of them and made him fall to the ground.
Wang Xing strode forward, pinned the child down, and snatched the purse away, but the child slipped and ran away.
Since the bag had already been retrieved, it wasn't convenient to chase after it again.
Wang Xing turned around and thanked the person who had just helped him. He didn't recognize her, but when he looked, he realized it was Sister Guixiang from the Third Young Master's courtyard.
Wang Ying and Aunt Wang couldn't catch up quickly either. Wang Ying and Wang Xing felt a little awkward when they saw Gui Xiang.
This was a maid from the Third Young Master's courtyard, but they weren't very familiar with each other. After a brief greeting and thanking Gui Xiang, they said their goodbyes.
After the three of them finished their walk around, Aunt Wang led them to eat blood soup.
Blood soup is made with sheep's blood and vermicelli, and its taste is very similar to the duck blood and vermicelli soup in modern Nanjing.
The stall not only sells blood soup, but also blood tripe soup made with sheep tripe, and blood offal soup made with offal.
The three of them ordered a bowl of each type of soup. Wang Ying ate the blood vermicelli soup, which contained vermicelli, so she didn't need any other staple food.
Since Wang Xing and his wife had no staple food, they bought three flatbreads from the stall next door.
The shed was bustling with noise, and several small tables were scattered haphazardly at the back, crowded together.
With great difficulty, Aunt Wang led them to a small table, and the three of them sat down and began to eat.
A mouthful of hot, spicy soup goes down, followed by a big bite of crispy flatbread. The crispy flatbread makes a crunching sound as it enters your mouth. After chewing it a couple of times, you can drink another mouthful of soup and enjoy a truly satisfying and comfortable experience.
The group was engrossed in their meal when they suddenly heard someone calling Gui Xiang's name, seemingly from two tables away.
It turned out to be the manager of the cosmetics shop. With such a big misunderstanding, she hadn't received the goods and was afraid that Xu Shaoqing would get angry and dismiss her from her post.
“Miss Guixiang, I’ve sent people to look for her again, but there’s still no news of her these past few days. It’s as if she’s vanished into thin air.”
When the shopkeeper heard from his servant that Guixiang had come over, he didn't even bother to eat and ran over to plead his case with a pained expression.
The girl left early last time, and she didn't say what would happen to her. I've been living in fear these past few days.
The Marquis's mansion didn't send anyone to tell her what to do. She had been working in the shop for over ten years, and had been served by three different masters. She was already terrified and was genuinely afraid of being kicked out.
As soon as she arrived, Guixiang lost her appetite. Her face fell, and she snorted through her nose.
"Didn't I tell you to just sit still and wait for the news?"
This merchant was found by our third young master, so what's the rush? Even if there's some connection, it's the third young master who should be "in the mood."
"Alright, alright, I told you it's none of your business, so it's none of your business. What are you afraid of? Just go back and keep an eye on the shop."
Originally, Wang Xing and his companion weren't in the mood to greet the two people again upon encountering them, but then they heard that the Third Young Master was involved?
Wang Xing became interested and decided to go over and take another look.
Wang Xing stood up, walked a few steps to Gui Xiang and greeted her, "It's nice to see you again, sister."
"You've come over for some blood pudding too?"
"Yes, the Third Young Master brought Lin Mu and me here to eat when he came here before. It's close to the 'South City Gambling House,' pawnshop, and carriage shed."
After trying it, I thought it tasted really good, so I brought my mother and younger sister to try it.
Gui Xiang frowned, then quickly relaxed, nodding with a bright smile. "The taste is quite good. Did you just arrive?"
Wang Ying also came over out of curiosity. Gui Xiang didn't talk much with the two of them before leaving with Gui Qin.
However, when we left, we paid the bill for their table as well, and even asked the restaurant to cut up a plate of mutton and tripe and bring it over.
After leaving, he had no intention of shopping anymore and rushed back to the Earl's mansion.
The gambling den in the south of the city? Wang Xing's tone was so serious just now; there must be something fishy going on here.
After seeing Gui Xiang off, Wang Xing sat down in a good mood to drink soup and eat meat. What exactly was going on at the gambling house?
Wang Xing was indeed not quite sure, as the Third Young Master only let Lin Mu know some inside secrets.
However, he was observant and accidentally stumbled upon the young master doing his accounts several times. Those accounts had nothing to do with the small shop run by the second master.
Why am I so sure? Because once, after the Third Young Master finished calculating, he wrote the word "gamble" at the end and forgot to cover it up in time, which Wang Xing accidentally glimpsed.
Although it only happened once, Wang Xing still had doubts in his heart, and he had been following the Third Young Master for so many years.
If the Third Young Master really wanted to scheme against people, he wouldn't be able to control the servants of the Marquis's mansion.
Gambling dens? Aren't they just places where all sorts of people gather? As long as you can afford the money, who can't you find?
Whether it is true or not, providing a clue that might lead to something that brings great misfortune to the Third Young Master would be even better!
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