From all the watermelons, Xiaocao chose the two with the most aura, tried her best to remove them from the shelf, and was about to carry the watermelons in person, so as to impress her godmother. Mrs. Fang couldn't bear to see the slender little person tired, so she ordered her girl: "Linglong, Zhenzhu, why don't you come over and help?"
Yu Xiaocao walked shyly in front of Mrs. Fang, looked up at her with a shy smile. Usually Chi Chi Chi Chi has a small mouth that can speak, but now he doesn't know how to speak.
Mrs. Fang lowered her head, looked softly at the little girl who was smiling shyly, and gently wiped off the gray marks on her pink and tender face with the handkerchief in her hand, and stroked the little girl's shiny black hair. . The little girl's slightly anxious black eyes suddenly lit up, dazzling like stars, making that slightly ordinary little face vivid.
"Little girl, how much are these two watermelons?" Looking at the innocent and sweet smiling face of the little girl in front of her, Mrs. Fang's depressed mood because she had seen through her niece's mind became cheerful. Her expression and tone were obviously teasing Xiaocao!
Yu Xiaocao rubbed against her again, rubbing the corners of her clothes with her small hands, blushing, and said in a low voice, "My family eats watermelon, why do you say that money is not rich? These two watermelons are Xiaocao's filial piety to your godmother. of."
"Oh? The godmother didn't just identify her randomly, so you're not afraid of misidentifying someone?" Mrs. Fang's tone was full of smiles, as if she was teasing her own Persian cat.
Yu Xiaocao deliberately asked in an uncertain tone, "Excuse me... Is your husband's surname Fang?"
With a smile on the brows of Mrs. Fang's lips, she said slowly: "There are many people with the surname Fang in this world. Could it be that every Mrs. Fang is your godmother?"
"My godfather said that the godmother is beautiful and generous, with a gentle temper that is refreshing, and kind and courageous. The godfather also said that when we get along, we must hit it off. When I saw you, I felt very cordial, and my intuition told me , you are my godmother!" Yu Xiaocao flattered her without a trace. Her answer obviously pleased Mrs. Fang.
Xia Furong, whose gaze had been following Prince Jing's second son, was brought back to his senses by Xiaocao's words "You are my godmother". She stared at Yu Xiaocao with round almond eyes. Seeing her simple clothes, ordinary appearance, and a shy look with a petty air. She was actually robbed of the honor that should have belonged to her by such a country bumpkin, how reconciled!
She curled her lips, and said in an indifferent way: "Can the godmother just recognize it casually? Little girl, you know how to seek wealth at a young age, you are too philistine!"
My aunt hates scheming people the most. If she can successfully mislead my aunt, what if the godfather recognizes her as his goddaughter? The mistress of the general's mansion is my aunt!
Yu Xiaocao was sensitive to the hostility of the beautiful girl, and was a little puzzled in her heart: I have never met her before, so why did I deliberately slander her
Mrs. Fang has never seen the bitter side of her niece. Usually, her niece always presents an innocent and considerate image. Why is she so mean when she speaks today? She thought of her niece's petty flattery on weekdays, and she said that she regarded the general's mansion as her second home...
Mrs. Fang has been immersed in the inner house for a long time, and has personally experienced the intrigues and intrigues between the Xia family's wives, concubines, and concubines. In the blink of an eye, she can clearly understand the little thoughts of her niece, and she suddenly feels displeased. It turned out that the so-called simplicity and innocence were all for her to see!
Mrs. Fang looked at Xia Furong with serious eyes, and she said in a calm tone: "Furong, this is Yu Xiaocao, your uncle's goddaughter. She is only ten years old and can support a family by herself. The current emperor Isn't it advocating women's self-reliance and self-improvement? I think Xiaocao can be regarded as a model!"
Yu Xiaocao saw that the godmother supported her and gave her such a high evaluation, so she hurriedly said modestly: "The godmother is too famous! Without the help of my parents, brothers and sisters, I can't do anything with my little body! And godfather , also helped me a lot. For example, the location of this shop is so good, it’s not for the sake of godfather, how could it be our turn... "
"What?!" Xia Furong raised her voice, her expression contorted with jealousy, "Uncle bought this shop for you? Auntie, a shop in such a prosperous location costs at least a thousand taels! How can a country bumpkin who plan food come up with so much money? When my uncle came to take up the post, he only brought a few hundred taels of silver, could it be because she took bribes from others?"
Xia Furong had been with her aunt for two full years, so she knew very well that her aunt hated the unhealthy practices in the officialdom the most, and she always told her uncle not to lose the trust of the emperor because of petty gains. If it is what she said, this little dog's tail grass will never be able to be loved by my aunt. Then, isn't her dream of being a young lady in the General's Mansion one step closer
After all, Yu Xiaocao is not just a nine-year-old girl. Seeing the calculations in the eyes of the girl in pink with sharp eyes, she couldn't help but frown: I'm sure I didn't offend her, so how could I trip myself up? What is she up to
"My sister! You are wrong to speak like this!! What is a country bumpkin who eats food in the soil? You are obviously discriminating against farmers! Scholars, farmers, businessmen, 'farmers' are second only to 'scholars'. No peasant face Working hard with the loess and the sky behind, my sister can be a fairy—"
Yu Xiaocao can't stand her, who is she? What if the godmother distanced herself because of her slander? I don't point at Fang's family to eat and drink, so why do I have to wrong myself? Anyway, cheap godfathers are considered to be picked up. It is good to pamper yourself, but don't force it otherwise. As the saying goes, "If you don't want to be strong", it is natural to refute it with confidence.
Seeing the little man in front of her, Mrs. Fang straightened her back and widened her eyes, like a young rooster with high spirits. That appearance is quite rare!
"How do you say that?" Mrs. Fang felt that the word "fairy" was not a compliment.
"It is said that fairies drink wind and dew, and don't eat fireworks in the world! Without farmers farming, there would be no food production. Without food, what would people in the world eat? Do they drink northwest wind?" Yu Xiaocao squinted at Xia Furong The expression, how cute and cute.
But Xia Furong didn't think so. Because of being a lowly peasant girl, she lost face in front of her aunt, and immediately shouted angrily: "Do you dare to say that your uncle didn't buy this shop for you? A few thousand taels is not a small number. You are young. With such scheming, how can you grow up?"
Zhu Junxi, who had chosen the watermelon, was taken aback by Xia Furong's sharp voice and hideous expression. It turns out that behind the so-called ladies of every family, there will also be a shrew side. Most of the ladies said that they were lying on their guns...
"Enough!" Mrs. Fang naturally saw the flashing expression of Prince Jing's second son, and was full of impatience for her niece Bi Lu, "Fu Rong, your uncle has already written to me about the shop! The money for the shop was earned by Xiaocao alone. The shop is owned by County Magistrate Wu, and your uncle just built a bridge through it and helped go through the formalities..."
"Auntie!" Xia Furong also saw Zhu Junxi, quickly restrained her temper, and said eagerly, "Don't be fooled by this country bumpkin! An ordinary peasant girl, no matter how capable she is, it is impossible for her to be that kind. She can earn money to buy a shop. That’s not a small number, more than one thousand taels of silver! According to me, let alone earning money, it’s hard for her to even see that much money!”
Thinking that if she was adopted to her aunt's house, all the glory and wealth of the general's mansion would belong to her alone, including more than a thousand taels for buying a shop... In Xia's family, she was just an unfavorable daughter. I can't compare to a big girl, how many expensive clothes and jewelry can I buy for more than a thousand taels? Thinking of this, his tone unconsciously became sharp again.
Seeing her niece's reluctance, Mrs. Fang insisted on breaking it apart, so she lowered her face and said, "How is it impossible? Xiaocao is very talented in cooking. The roast chicken, sweet-scented osmanthus duck, stewed vegetables and oyster sauce dishes in Zhenxiu Restaurant are all delicious. It is the recipe she researched. The share of sweet-scented osmanthus duck is thousands of taels in two months! There is also the latest "Haitian" brand condiment series in Beijing, and Xiaocao also has a share! One or two shops in the district, Naturally, it's nothing to her."
"Oh? The sweet-scented osmanthus duck was developed by the girl? My mother... mother likes to eat it, but it's a pity that every time I go to buy it, I have to queue up, and I may not be able to buy it!" Zhu Junxi looked at the skinny duck in front of him with interest. Xiao Douding, I didn't expect that several dishes that are popular in the capital are all made by her! What a shame!
Seeing that the second young master of King Jing, who had never looked at her in the eye, actually smiled at that lowly girl, Xia Furong's "reasonable" string broke suddenly: "Nonsense!! Aunt, you can't just believe what she says." ! She is a poor peasant girl, how many times a year can she eat chicken? Can she afford ducks? If the recipes are so easy to come up with, wouldn’t that celebrity chef go all over the place?”
"This sister? I don't know you before. Why do you always target me? You said that I didn't make those roast chickens, sweet-scented osmanthus ducks, etc., so who do you think should be made? No investigation You don't have the right to speak, and you slander me so casually, do you think it's really okay?" Since she is the godmother's niece, Yu Xiaocao can't say bad things, so she still has to refute. When she is made of mud, she is easy to bully, right
Before Xia Furong could speak again, Yu Xiaocao turned to the handsome young man and reminded: "Although the sweet-scented osmanthus duck is delicious, it can also resist inflammation, reduce swelling, resist aging, and soften blood vessels. But after all, ducks are cold in nature. , women should not eat it frequently. It is better to eat it every three to five days."
Zhu Junxi was not as good as the little girl in his chest, when he talked about the sweet-scented osmanthus duck, he believed everything that Mrs. Fang said. He smiled and said: "Thank you for reminding me, I will tell my mother what you said. Check out, lest mother get impatient!"
"It's a total of ten taels of silver." Yu Xiaocao quickly collected the money and said enthusiastically, "Thank you for your patronage, welcome to come next time—"
Xia Furong expressed her disappointment and embarrassment at her sweetheart's complete disregard for her behavior, and blurted out: "Sure enough, he is from a farming family, so petty! The second son is also my aunt's nephew, are you willing to accept money?"