The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official

Chapter 68: Ginseng in Ceremony

The big meal last night didn't bring Zhao Lan any closer. Unexpectedly, the trip to the Su family would bring them closer. Fan Yanjia was secretly happy, thank God, and thank Su Erniang for the delicious food. His job of reading as a companion was finally getting easier.

Following the good deeds, Fan Yanjia smiled and said, "Okay, Zijin, but I'm not twenty years old and I don't have words yet, so just call me Yan Jia!"

Zhao Lan nodded, "I'll see you at the Imperial Academy tomorrow." After saying that, he pulled the reins and whipped away.

Fan Yanjia: ...I just thought that the little prince was easy to serve, why did he just leave without chatting?

The master and the servant didn't come back to their senses until they couldn't see Zhao Lan, and slowly returned home.

　　After sending away the two young masters, the life of the Su family finally returned to its own channel.

Su Ruojin was so tired that she lay down on the bed after washing up, and was pulled up by her mother, "Ah Jin, haven't you seen the gifts brought by the young prince and young master Fan?"

"Didn't you eat the leg of lamb?" Su Ruojin rolled on the bed. She was thinking about the shop and had no time to pay attention to the gifts brought by the two middle school boys.

Cheng Yingzhen said, “There are also cakes, cloth, ginseng…”

"What?" Su Ruojin sat up suddenly, "How many years of ginseng?" It's a great tonic, just in time for my mother to drink black bone chicken soup.

Cheng Yingzhen was made to laugh and cry by her daughter's rudeness. She stretched out her hand to pat her and said, "Show it to your father for at least twenty years."

It is an unchanging fact that ginseng is better if it is older. The efficacy and value of 10-year-old ginseng and 15-year-old ginseng are also very different. If it is more than 20 years old, it is really valuable.

Su Ruojin clicked his tongue, "It's no wonder it's the Prince of Jin's Palace." The move was generous.

 Cheng Yingzhen patted her daughter again, "Although I have never learned to be a master, favors are exchanged as gifts. We have to return whatever they give us."

“Isn’t it said that there are 50 or 100-year-old ginseng, but 20-year-old ginseng is not expensive!”

 “If you keep talking nonsense, I will really hit you!”

"Mom!" Su Ruojin hugged her mother's arm, "The apprenticeship ceremony includes nothing but twenty-year-old ginseng. We also invited them to have two meals in return. The ceremony is clear!"

 Cheng Yingzhen: ...clear.

Since he was a child after all, Cheng Yingzhen returned to the bedroom from her daughter's room and asked her husband again, "Sir, does it matter if you keep the ginseng?"

 “Take it!” The apprenticeship ceremony has nothing to do with accepting gifts or bribes.

Cheng Yingzhen was relieved: "That's good."

When Mrs. Xu heard that her son was tied to her sister by the eyes of Princess Jin, she went to the Prince Jin's Mansion to look for her sister without even eating lunch. As a result, she didn't even have a chance to enter. She was stopped outside the small door of Prince Jin's Mansion and was so anxious that she went to the hot pot. Like ants, he kept asking and looking for people to get his sister to send her son home.

I have been waiting for the sun to set but I haven’t waited for my sister to send her son out. It’s over, it’s over, my sister can’t save Wanger, what should I do...what should I do...

The nephew was tied like a fat pig in front of Grandma Xu's steward's room, paralyzed on the ground, and was baked by the sun from morning to sunset, until he was even breathless.

Mother Xu was sitting in the room. When she learned why her nephew was **** in front of her, she used a rag to gag her crying and howling nephew. She dared to scream in the palace. She really didn't want her life.

While she was angry with her sister for causing trouble for her outside, she was thinking about how to deal with it, what kind of opportunities she would look for to rescue her nephew, and what would be the consequences if she could not save her nephew...

I kept thinking about it until dinner time, when I saw the maids delivering food to the princess's main courtyard, my eyes rolled, and I finally found an opportunity to save people.

Princess Jin has four stewards around her, including those who manage the accounts, those who manage general affairs and human relations, those who manage personnel and servants, and those who take care of food, clothing, housing and transportation. Aunt Xu is the one who manages personnel and servants. For the servants of the palace, She said that she was very comfortable with the real power in her hands. When she bought the girls, someone put money into them, and she could be greedy for as much money as she wanted from the girls who came in. The black income in a year was really much more nutritious than that of a small Beijing official. Standing at the door, he adjusted the humble and loyal posture of a slave to just the right moment, and then quietly let the girl at the door report.

Princess Jin was waiting for her youngest son. The food on the table was cold and she didn't seem to see it. When she heard the girl's report, she raised her eyelids coldly with a serious look on her face. The little girl was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe.

 I don’t know how my son is doing playing outside? I haven't been at home all day today, and I don't know if I've eaten yet. Will I feel hungry again and feel sick to my stomach?

Seeing that the princess did not see her, Aunt Xu took out her trump card and kowtowed into the hall: "Back to the princess, I have found a new appetizer recipe. It has a unique flavor and will definitely suit the taste of the little prince."

Once she heard that Nanny Xu had a new recipe, Princess Jin's expression became less severe and said, "Let her in."

"Yes." The little girl carefully stepped back to the door, glanced at Nanny Xu, and then let her in.

Princess Jin glanced coldly at Nanny Xu who came in. Her outfit was fierce and intimidating.

In such an atmosphere, Mrs. Xu did not dare to play any tricks, so she held the crystal chicken recipe in both hands.

The first-class girl next to Princess Jin received the signal, reached out to take it, and presented it to Princess Jin with both hands. She lowered her head and saw that the method of making crystal chicken is very simple - steaming it over water. It depends on the size of the chicken and the heat, usually a quarter of an hour. , if the steaming time is too long, the chicken will not be tender enough, and if the steaming time is too short, the chicken will be undercooked.

 She put the food recipe on the table, her eyes tightened slightly, "Xu Suqiao—"

 “The old slave is here—”

“In the past few years, if that pickled fish dish hadn’t allowed Lan’er to eat a little, would you still have been able to work as a steward by my side?”

Mother Xu was so frightened that she knelt down on the ground and banged her head: "I failed to restrain my sister, I deserve to die..."

The little girl at the door shouted back, "The young master is back!"

 Princess Jin’s impatient expression immediately turned into a motherly smile when she heard that her youngest son had returned: "Lan'er..."

Zhao Lan glanced at Mrs. Xu who was kneeling on the ground, curled her lips, and lazily sat down next to her mother and concubine, "Why don't you eat, mother?"

 “I won’t wait for you.” After saying that, he turned around and immediately became stern, “Go away yet.”

 “Yes, yes, old slave, get out of here right away.”

The princess didn't even give a steward any face. All the servants knew that Mrs. Xu was not happy with the princess. I'm afraid that this steward's position would be...

Mrs. Xu endured the humiliation and withdrew from the princess dining room.

Zhao Lan said slowly, "Why didn't mother give her away and sell her?"

Princess Jin scolded him, "His man is your father's steward, so he can sell it at will."

Zhao Lan lowered her eyelids and said, "The house the couple bought in Kangyuanfang can't even keep up with a fifth-grade official. Is it too much?"

Why does Princess Jin like her youngest son? She always keeps him by her side and sees that he doesn't say a word, but he can understand everything at once. She is simply a good heir to a well-known family. It's a pity that he is not the heir apparent, so she can only wrong him.

 (End of this chapter)