The meal for dinner is white porridge with meatloaf.
The white porridge is thick and soft, and the meatloaf is made of fresh pork, scallions and pickled lettuce from Aunt Jiang's house. Each one is three inches in size. The two sides are slightly browned with oil. Take a bite and it will be full of delicious flavor.
Originally, Xia Chunyu was a bit dissatisfied that this dinner was too simple, but the meatloaf tasted really good, and the white porridge had a slight sweetness, which was the sweetness of rice. At first glance, it was stewed on a steady fire. For a long time.
"You can just eat, there's still more in the pot!" Ye Jiayao, like a hostess, smiled and asked everyone to eat more.
Song Qi whispered: "Originally, my sister-in-law asked me to go to the kitchen to get some food. Old Yutou was very stingy. He said that we had already brought the chicken prepared for the headmaster and refused to give it to him. So, my sister-in-law had to Eat the leftover pork belly pancakes from making lion head."
Xia Chunyu nodded in understanding: "Forget it, there are thousands of brothers in the village who have to eat, and it's not easy for them to be old."
Peng Wu said: "The cattle, sheep, chickens and pigs that we got back from the last robbery of Feng Village are almost eaten. It seems that we have to go down the mountain again."
Ye Jiayao served another plate of meat cakes and said to Song Qi: "You can give some to Aunt Jiang and Uncle Jiang to try later."
Song Qi happily agreed: "Okay!"
Ye Jiayao asked Xia Chunyu for his opinion: "Would you like to give some to the eldest and second brothers to try?"
Xia Chunyu said indifferently: "Peng Wu, you will send it to me later."
After dinner, Song Qi and Peng Wu both went to deliver the meat pies, Ye Jiayao was cleaning up in the kitchen, and Xia Chunyu went back to the house to get clothes to go to the nearby lake to drink water.
As soon as he entered the room, he was startled. The windows in the room were bright and clean. The vase that was originally placed on the Duobao Pavilion was now placed on the table, with a few branches of bright red azalea inserted in it. The bright red satin on the bed was replaced by a plain, gray one. The tent was also changed to white, and a pot of orchids was placed on the semicircular table against the wall. With the decoration of flowers and plants, the whole room seemed full of vitality and refreshing.
Xia Chunyu was born in a noble family, and he was always surrounded by people to serve him. The house was always clean, and there was no shortage of all kinds of precious flowers and plants. Since he came to the mountain, he couldn't do it himself, so he asked Song Qi and Peng Wu to clean it. The two rough guys were fooling around casually, and even though he was not satisfied, he had no choice but to make do with it.
Suddenly, the room turned into what he had always wanted, which made Xia Chunyu's anger weaken a bit. Although she has many shortcomings and loves to be self-righteous, she still has her merits. For example, she is a good cook. For example, she is not spoiled like the average rich lady and is also good at housework. Could it be that what she said was true? You are being treated coldly and difficultly at home, so you have to do everything by yourself
There was a set of his changes of clothes on the couch, but the other clothes were missing.
Xia Chunyu opened the cabinet, but there was nothing there. He went to open the box again and saw that his clothes were neatly stacked and packed inside.
There was a touch of warmth in Xia Chunyu's eyes, and even he didn't know it.
Ye Jiayao hid at the door of the kitchen and looked around. She knew that he was very angry today. During the meal, he also put on a bad face and didn't even look at her. She would not be stupid enough to regard his temporary tolerance as the cost of arbitrariness. As Mao Zedong said well, when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy retreats, we advance. This is a tactic and the way for husband and wife to get along. Well, fake couples are also couples.
I hope he can calm down after seeing his intentions.
Seeing the door open, Ye Jiayao hurriedly stepped away and pretended to continue working.
When Xia Chunyu passed by the kitchen with clothes, he saw her busy figure. He couldn't help but stop, hesitated, and said, "I'm going to drink water."
Ye Jiayao turned back and smiled sweetly: "Do some warm-up exercises before going into the water, otherwise you will get cramps easily."
Uh... She knows so much, even this.
"You know how to swim?" Xia Chunyu asked.
Ye Jiayao said in her heart: I was once a member of the school swimming team. Do you know how to swim? Maybe faster than you.
But she can't tell the truth. In ancient times, it would be incredible for a rich lady to know how to swim.
"I don't know how, but my brother does. Every time before my brother goes into the water, I hear the master from the nursing home tell me this." Ye Jiayao said with a smile.
Oh, that's it. Xia Chunyu cleared up his doubts and went out on his own.
Ye Jiayao shouted from behind: "Chunyu... come back soon."
This time Ye Jiayao didn't curl her tongue and shouted very naturally, just like the earnest advice of a virtuous wife. For a moment, Xia Chunyu felt that having such an extra person wouldn't be a bad thing.
When Song Qi came back, she had a basket of duck eggs in her hand: "Sister-in-law, these are fresh duck eggs from Aunt Jiang."
Ye Jiayao took it and said, "Aunt Jiang is too polite."
Song Qidao: "Yes, but sister-in-law, the third head of the family doesn't like to eat duck eggs because the fishy smell is too strong."
Well! In fact, she doesn’t like eating them very much. Although duck eggs are good, rich in protein, fat, calcium, phosphorus, iron, sodium and other nutrients, and have the effect of nourishing yin and moisturizing the lungs, in modern times, native duck eggs are not very good. try to find.
"Then... make salted duck eggs?" Ye Jiayao asked.
Song Qi shook his head: "The Third Master doesn't like to eat either."
"What about the preserved eggs?"
Song Qi was confused: "What kind of egg is a preserved egg?"
Ye Jiayao remembered that Songhua eggs only appeared in the Ming Dynasty. Although this time and space was not the dynasty she recognized, from the aspects of clothing and other aspects, it should be similar to the Song Dynasty. Songhua eggs must not have appeared yet.
Okay, then make preserved eggs. If he doesn’t like eating them, you can give them to others. Someone will like them.
"Song Qi, can you get plant ash and lime?"
Song Qi said: "This is simple."
"Okay, then you can help me get some grass, ash, and lime tomorrow."
Song Qi readily agreed, curious in her heart, what delicious food would her sister-in-law prepare
After a while, Peng Wu also came back and said that both the first and second bosses said the meatloaf was delicious. If my sister-in-law makes it again next time, she must make more for them.
Ye Jiayao smiled and said: "No problem, you tell the first and second masters, when you want to eat it, just say it and I will cook it for them."
In the wolf's den, she not only has to have a good relationship with Chunyu, but also wants to be in good graces with the first and second bosses. If she and Chunyu fall out, there will be someone to help her talk.
Isn't it just to get some food? It's a joke.
Song Qi and Peng Wu knew that the third master had gone to Fushui, so they took their clothes and ran to the lake. Only Ye Jiayao was left at home. Although realgar wine was sprinkled in front and back of the house and weeping potted grass was planted, Ye Jiayao was still afraid. She wiped her body randomly and hid in the room, with the doors and windows closed.
In ancient times, there were no TVs, no computers, and you couldn't invite friends to go shopping and drink coffee. Life was maddeningly monotonous. Ye Jiayao was bored and panicked. She went to Chunyu's study and found some white paper. She used a knife to cut it into 108 pieces of paper the same size as poker cards. Yes, she was making poker cards, and then put Chunyu, Song Qi, and Peng Wu together. Church, in this way, when nothing happens, four people can join a table to play Landlord or double dunk.
There must be no such fun games in this era, so if she becomes the inventor, will it become popular across the country? All the people are fighting against the landlords, all the people are playing double dunks, it makes me happy to death just thinking about it.
When Xia Chunyu came back, Ye Jiayao was sitting cross-legged on the couch, lying on the low table and drawing poker cards.
Xia Chunyu saw that the couch was covered with sheets of paper with strange patterns drawn on them, and he couldn't help but frowned: "What are you doing?"
"It's just for fun." Ye Jiayao didn't even raise her head, and concentrated on using sharpened charcoal to draw the beauty on Q, and it was the Q version, a cute little beauty.
"You have so many tricks up your sleeve." Xia Chunyu snorted.
"Haha, don't get addicted to playing when the time comes." Ye Jiayao smiled.
Xia Chunyu snorted coldly: "I think you are too boring."
Ye Jiayao was not angry at all and asked: "Chunyu, besides reading, what other pastimes do you have on weekdays?"
Xia Chunyu thought about it. Before going up the mountain, he had many pastimes, such as listening to operas, drinking wine, drinking tea, betting on horses, playing Cuju, and hunting... But since going up the mountain, he can only read books and occasionally drink with the first and second masters. , As for betting on dice, he and the boss never participate, it’s really boring when you think about it.
"No more." Xia Chunyu said indifferently.
Ye Jiayao shook her head and sighed: "That's so pitiful."
Xia Chunyu "..."
I didn't expect that she would make such a comment. How could it be called pitiful
"But don't worry, there will be fun soon. Just sit down for a while and wait until I finish this and teach you how to play." Ye Jiayao comforted.
Xia Chunyu was extremely speechless. Did he think he was a playful child
"Stop messing with these messy things, uh... where did you get all this paper?" Xia Chunyu suddenly realized a serious problem. He picked up the paper she had cut out and saw that it was not the Yanxi Vine he had collected. Paper
"Who told you to mess with my things? Do you know how difficult it was for me to get these papers?" Xia Chunyu couldn't bear it and got mad.
There are many kinds of rattan paper, but the Teng paper from Yanxi is the smoothest, smoothest, whitest, and as smooth as jade. It is of the highest quality, and its output is limited. It is not easy to buy even in the prosperous Jinling, and it is even rarer in Shandong. I got ten of them but I didn't want to use them, but she cut them out in a mess and painted them in a mess.
Uh, isn't it just a few pieces of paper? What's all the fuss about? Ye Jiayao was about to roll her eyes when suddenly the term "Shanxi Tengzhi" popped into her head. She suddenly thought to herself, "It's terrible. I was just looking for a few pieces of paper to make poker cards. I didn't notice that Ye Jinxuan recognized Yanxi Tengzhi, but she had always been guided by Ye Jiayao's thinking, so she ignored it."
This paper is very valuable.
Ye Jiayao smiled sarcastically and said, "Sorry, I've been looking around, but this rattan paper is more suitable. If you feel distressed, I'll find a way to get some for you next time. Okay, don't be angry!"
"That's easy to say. Get a few pictures. Where are you going to get them?" Xia Chunyu was furious.
"Oh, your hair is still wet. Why don't you dry it? Do you know that hair falls easily? You will be bald at a young age, which will affect your handsome and graceful image." Ye Jiayao got off the bed. Get a clean cotton handkerchief, sit him on the chair, and gently dry his hair.
This is called the attention shifting method.
Sure enough, being interrupted like this, Xia Chunyu couldn't get angry no matter how much he wanted to, so he could only say angrily: "You are not allowed to touch anything in the study in the future."
"Yeah, yeah, I got it. Don't move around next time." Ye Jiayao nodded repeatedly and promised to bow her head when it was time to bow her head. This is called knowing the current affairs.
(End of chapter)