The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official

Chapter 33 Who is he?

Mother Qin, the stewardess of the Fan Mansion, entered the bedroom and saluted Cheng Yingzhen, "Sorry for disturbing Madam." She had to swallow what she wanted to say when she saw this situation, said a few words of auspiciousness, put down the ceremony, 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 six or seven-year-old young lady with some surprise, "Young lady, what's wrong with me?"

Su Ruojin said bluntly: "Mother Qin, is it that the hawthorn wine you drank is gone? Or is it that some young lady or young gentleman likes my lollipops?"

Mother Qin: ...why not the crystal clear osmanthus cake?

If you want hawthorn wine to be delicious, to put it bluntly, you just need to buy high-quality sake and add hawthorn and rock sugar to soak it. When the time is up, you can open it and drink it. As long as someone starts to soak hawthorn in the wine, there is no technical content in this thing, everyone can do it. Bubble;

As long as you have money to buy lollipops, it’s not difficult to make them into the zodiac signs. At most, it’s just a waste of ingredients. Rich people can still afford to waste this.

But the crystal clear osmanthus cake is different. The clear surface that makes the pastry transparent is a technical barrier. Once this barrier is overcome, many delicate and transparent pastries will be easily solved.

Furthermore, Su Ruojin did not take out an important delicacy that is suitable for all ages and is suitable for both refined and popular people. Wouldn’t it be a big loss if the skill of washing noodles was exposed?

The little lady has a fair and round face and an innocent smile.

Mama Qin did not dare to look down upon 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 there are any sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in your house?"

Su Ruojin shook his head.

 “Then…can there be food…”

Before Qin's mother could finish her words, she was interrupted by the innocent and cute little lady: "This is the recipe my mother thought up for my dowry."

How could it be easy to talk about it? Qin’s mother sighed secretly, that’s all. Madam said it would be better if she could get it, but it didn’t matter if she couldn’t get it. She smiled, straightened up and raised her head, “Then I won’t bother the little lady.”

The little lady whispered behind her, "How many boxes do you want, Mom? I can ask Mother Dong to make them for you."

After returning in vain, Qin’s mother was thinking about how to go back and tell her about the illnesses in the Su family, including Xiaoxiao, who didn’t even have a decent mother-in-law in the family. Unexpectedly, the little lady stopped her again.

She turned her head happily and said, "Young lady, you can keep your word?"

 I am a little boss.

Su Ruojin almost rolled her eyes in disgust.

Mother Dong smiled quickly and said, "Our wife is not very healthy, and the second lady is in charge of the house. If Mrs. Qin wants a few boxes, just say so."

“You’re welcome, then.” Qin’s mother said ten boxes, “Come and get them on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, okay.”

 Mother Dong looked at the little master.

Su Ruojin nodded and thought to himself, he still had the noodles that he had made a year ago, so it wouldn’t be a big problem to make ten boxes.

 Actually, sending the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to Mrs. Fan also had the meaning of attracting others. Unexpectedly, it really caught the eye of Mrs. Fan. She had an order on the third day of the lunar month, which was a good sign.

 Mother Qin happily returned home to pay errands.

 In previous years, before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, except for visiting his boss and having a meal with his colleagues, Su Yanli basically spent the rest of the time at home reading, practicing calligraphy, taking care of his children, and spending time with his wife. The time was long and quiet.

But this year, her daughter 'kicked' him out and let him 'hang around', looking for someone to find an opportunity to show off his fortune in front of Cheng Baotai so that Aunt Ding could be rescued from the uncle's house.

Sitting in the lobby of the church, Su Yanli was drinking tea and thinking, isn't this just a plot, but his daughter said that this was not even a conspiracy, but a conspiracy to save the poor people from the hands of bad people.

Well, whatever my daughter said is right, that is conspiracy.

A middle-aged man as gentle as jade sat in the lobby, drinking tea and looking at something with a faint smile, which attracted the singers and dancers in the studio to look over from behind the pillars on the second floor.

"I haven't seen it before. It's from outside?" "Probably..."

The experienced actor looked through his clothes and said, "He doesn't look like a member of a high-ranking family."

“Perhaps he dresses low-key on purpose?”

“We are a government official here, who are the powerful people in the capital that we don’t know?”

 The young ladies gathered around thought for a while, and Sister Aoxue was right, "Then who is he?"

Several young gentlemen were walking towards one end of the corridor. Suddenly someone pointed at the lobby and shouted, "Hey, isn't that Dr. Su? Why is he here?"

It turned out to be Dr. Guozijian. Aoxue glanced towards the lobby again and whispered a few words to the girl beside her. The girl nodded and disappeared on the second floor after a while.

A young man upstairs asked, "Would you like to go down and say hello to Dr. Su?"

Su Yanli felt someone was looking at him. When he raised his eyes, he saw the student. His ears turned red. He drank the tea in one gulp, picked up the bone fan on the table and left the classroom.

When the girl went down to the lobby, the table was empty, the glass was empty, and there was no one around.

The young man who was debating whether to come down to say hello also raised his eyes to look downstairs, but no one was there. "Am I blind?"

 “Impossible, there are no ghosts in broad daylight.”

 “Go, you won’t be unlucky in the New Year.”

 …

 All the young gentlemen were laughing and joking, looking for fun.

Su Yanli came out and saw that it was still early. He was afraid of being scolded by his daughter for going back so early, so he wandered around. When he saw the bookstore, he turned in unknowingly.

If Su Ruojin sees this, she thinks to herself, Dad, Dad, with your behavior like this, when can I rescue my aunt?

Su Ruojin didn't see it, and she didn't know that her father was hiding in the library reading, and didn't even eat until lunch. She guided Mother Dong to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake at home. Through sweet-scented osmanthus cake, the Su family was one step closer to the Fan family. touch.

 Be sure to seize this opportunity!

In front of Xiangguo Temple, the hawthorn slices he brought were sold out again. Shutong was very happy. He looked up and saw that it was still early in the morning. He was ready to let Dashi pull the mule and go back to replenish the goods. Before he could finish his instructions, a luxurious woman stood in front of the stall. people.

His legs were so frightened that he almost lost his composure.

The gorgeous lady looked arrogant and looked askance at people.

The girl next to him had a fierce look on her face. She walked to the stall and picked up a pack of hawthorn slices. Ershi stretched out his hand to call out, but Shutong shook his head to stop her.

“Madam, it is indeed Su Ji from Zhen Er’s natal family.”

"No wonder I was given a twenty-tael New Year's gift before the new year. It turns out that I am well-off." The woman said she was well-off, but in fact she looked sarcastic and disdainful.

Shu Tong forced out a fake smile and said, "A pack of hawthorn slices costs dozens of cash. Most of the hawthorn, sugar, and labor costs are spent on it, so you only earn a few cash. How can Mrs. Yao care about these few cash?"

The noble lady was Cheng Yuzhu, the eldest daughter of Cheng Zhaolin and the eldest sister of Cheng Yingzhen. She was married to the third son of the Yao family in the Chenghou Mansion. She was neither eldest nor young, and her life in the Hou Mansion was not easy.

However, she looked glamorous, and the ordinary people around her were intimidated by her gorgeous clothes. They didn't know she was the mistress of a high-ranking mansion, and she was so gorgeous in her brocade clothes.

 (End of this chapter)