After breakfast the next day, Wen Shouzheng went to Zuixianlou early.
Yesterday, shopkeeper Li ordered that today a rich businessman from other places had bought the entire Zuixianlou, so that Wen Shouzheng could prepare earlier.
Wen Ting sent some steamed buns to his uncle's and his second uncle's, and hurried to school with books between them, looking very energetic.
"The food didn't taste good, so we left." Mrs. Zhou complained a few times, and said to Ruan Rou, "Rou'er, I will go for a walk on the street with my mother later, buy some clothes for you, and add some more by the way." Grain, rice, oil and salt."
"Do you still want to buy grain, rice, oil and salt? Don't you have a father?" Wen Rou giggled.
Mrs. Zhou stretched out her hand and patted her tenderly: "Don't talk nonsense! Besides, we are a big family, how can your father get enough? Eat quickly!"
"Okay, mother!" Gentle speeded up the pace of grilling rice.
"Eat slowly, it doesn't look like a girl's house!" Zhou's strands of soft hair fell by her ears.
"Mother, my daughter doesn't look like a girl!" She made a gentle and mischievous face, with a few grains of rice in the corner of her mouth.
"Look at your appearance, and see who dares to marry you in the future!" Zhou pulled Wen Rou to the dressing table.
Husband? The Yin family!
Gentle lowered his head, a sternness flashed in his eyes.
"Rou'er, come on, mother, come and comb your hair properly!"
The oily grate gently slides over the soft and soft hair.
In the mirror, there is a delicate and charming girl with bright eyes and bright teeth.
With a fair and delicate face, eyes like autumn water, a small and delicate nose, lips as rosy as cherries, when she smiles, her eyes are as charming as a crescent moon.
In the previous life, his father, Wen Shouzheng, was honored as the imperial chef and moved to the capital. The family had no worries about food and clothing.
Even Wen Rou has lived the life of a lady in the boudoir, served by maids all day long, dressed in silk and satin, rich in brocade and fine food.
Wen Rou still remembers her previous life, when she would accompany her father into the imperial dining room to help the cook, with elegant dresses, skipping the vermilion palace gate, and colorful ribbons floating across the long corridor.
It will always make everyone in the palace stop.
"Look, that's Wen Shouzheng's daughter, what a beauty!"
At that time, she was ignorant and innocent, and she followed her father into the palace to cook food all day long. In order to reflect her father's title of royal chef, her thoughts were not only exquisite food, but also exquisite hairpins and gorgeous dresses.
It was this pair of skillful hands, coupled with the outstanding appearance, that simultaneously captured the hearts of the "peerless twins" in the capital.
Ren Yue in his previous life was extremely picky, gentle and thoughtful. It was a coincidence that the emperor gave a banquet that day, and the tea and food cooked by the beautiful lady really made this handsome young man pleasing to the eye.
In the previous life, Sheng Yaoshan was a hero and chivalrous, always heroic. Leading the army that day, Wen Rou volunteered to be the cook of the army. In the vast wilderness with high mountains and long rivers, the beautiful woman's craftsmanship not only captivated the heart of this young hero, but also won the love of the soldiers.
There is a rumor in the army: the fifth sister of the Wen family, Sai Tianxian, is so good at cooking that she can go down to the world.
Beautiful food, gentle and lost yourself.
When there was thunder on the ground, my father was sent to prison.
The mess of the searched house; debris, scattered beads and broken hairpins everywhere;
And the humiliation of being stripped of her fine clothes...
At that time, she suddenly realized that after the glitz, it was just a fleeting moment.
What's the use of beauty? You can't save your loved ones and yourself!
If he hadn't been lost in the beauty that day, he must have discovered the clues that his father was wronged.
She doesn't need silk, satin, beads, hairpins or makeup in this life!
She would rather disappear from the crowd, take off her flashy coat, polish her eyes, find out the truth of her previous life, and return the Wen family to innocence; she would rather others forget her beauty, and just rely on her excellent cooking skills to cheer for her father and let him be stable. Realize the dream of a royal chef!
"Mother! You can just comb your hair casually. It's not that you're married. Let's go!" Rourou was a little distracted for a while, gently pushed away the ribbon and flower hairpin that Mrs. Zhou handed over, stood up, and quickly braided her hair. Turn around and walk out the door.
"This girl, what's the matter today, isn't she the favorite to dress up on weekdays!" Zhou shook her head.
The streets of Xianyang were very lively, Zhou bought some household items, and took Ruan Rou to the Shuiyue Pavilion in the market.
Shuiyue Pavilion is the favorite place for Miss Xianyang and women.
The first floor sells cosmetics and jewelry; the second floor sells all kinds of fabrics, and the third floor is a private room for officials and nobles.
In the Shuiyue Pavilion, it was still lively in the past, with big girls and young wives, and of course aunts and aunts.
It can be seen from this that everyone has a love of beauty, regardless of age and origin.
"Rou'er, come quickly, try this hairpin!"
"Hey, this box of rouge is very fragrant."
"It's a beautiful bracelet, Rou'er, come and try it."
Zhou's eyes were full of light, and he was instantly dazzled.
"Mom, I'll go to the back kitchen with dad soon, I don't need these things!" Wen Rou refused.
Zhou Shi was right when she thought about it, so she ran to the second floor with gentleness.
"Both of you, let's take a look at our new material!" The buddy of Shuiyue Pavilion was always quick-witted, so he immediately followed up.
Standing aside with a gentle smile, she casually skipped over the colorful silks and satins on the second floor.
"You two, this is our new material, from Jiangnan Yunjinji, do you think you like it?" The waiter had already caught the gentle and indifferent gaze cleverly, and seeing that the mother and daughter were dressed plainly, he simply He just brought some good-looking and cheap fabrics and handed them to Mrs. Zhou.
Mrs. Zhou took it, flipped it up and down, and shouted as if she had found a treasure: "Rou'er, come quickly, this horse is beautiful, with small flowers on the foundation, my mother will make you a skirt!" Compete with yourself.
"Mother, don't you want me to wear this dress and go to the back kitchen to wipe the oil all over!" With a gentle smile, she gently pushed away the cloth in Zhou's hand.
"It's true! These beautiful fabrics, when you get married in the future, my mother will make some clothes for you! My daughter is the most handsome, she looks good in anything!" Zhou talked to herself for a long time, and reluctantly put it down. that piece of cloth.
"Mother, it's getting cold, I think my brother's clothes are a little too small, why don't you pull a few feet of cotton cloth and go back to make new clothes for my brother!" Rourou pointed to a few bolts of blue-gray cotton cloth in the corner of the cloth.
"This girl has really good eyesight! This kind of gray-blue cloth is the best seller in our store. It is used to sew cotton-padded clothes. It is strong and stain-resistant, and the price is affordable. People who buy it say it is good!" Seeing that Mrs. Zhou had put back those few pieces of cloth, the man felt a little lost, and then he heard Wen Rou's words, and immediately regained his energy.
Those blue-gray cloths are dull in color and have no patterns, so they can't be sold at a high price. Now that someone wants to buy them, they don't take the opportunity to push the boat along.
"Oh? How do you sell it?" Mrs. Zhou touched the fabric with her hands, it was coarse and thick.
"Five cents a foot, if you want more, I can give you a cheaper price." The man squinted his eyes and weighed the piece of cloth in his hand.
"The color of this cloth is so dark, can it look good?" Mrs. Zhou frowned slightly, and pinched the edge of the cloth again.
"Mother, this cloth is just right for my elder brother to make a padded coat. My elder brother is fair-skinned. Wearing this blue-gray cloth is not to mention refreshing." Gentle persuaded.
"Man, how about five cents and two feet?" Mrs. Zhou opened her mouth and chopped it down.
"Okay!" The buddy agreed more simply than Zhou.
Seeing that the waiter was so forthright, Mrs. Zhou hesitated a bit, thought for a while and said, "I'm thinking that it's still a bit expensive, and it should be cheaper, otherwise I won't buy it."
The guy was not happy: "Auntie, don't bring such ones."
Mrs. Zhou also knew she was wrong, so she paused and said, "Okay, give me a penny."
The guy was stunned: "Auntie, this Buner sole is not enough."
"It's okay, I'll buy it and watch it at home." Zhou snorted, and said again: "If it's cheaper, I'll cover it all."
"Okay! Five pennies and three feet!" The man gritted his teeth, with a constipated expression on his face, but secretly happy in his heart, the purchase price of this cloth is only one penny, and it has been almost half a year.
Why did you agree so readily? Could it be that the price is still high
Mrs. Zhou murmured in her heart, but she was too embarrassed to say anything more, so she pointed to the side and said, "I want to give that piece of cloth to me!"
The clerk wiped his sweat and said, "Auntie, that's Xiangyunji's silk handkerchief, not a cloth head, and it costs eighty cents a piece."
Mrs. Zhou smiled shyly, and still didn't give up: "Give me this broken scissors, mine just has a gap."
The guy is completely dizzy.
Gentle and overjoyed, she gave Zhou a thumbs up.
"Rou'er, I thought it was getting cold, so I have to make a cotton padded coat for your father. This cloth is wear-resistant and dirt-resistant, and it's perfect for your father to wear in the back kitchen!" Mrs. Zhou held the cotton cloth as if picking up a treasure.
"Mother, I only bought oil, salt, rice and grain today, and I haven't bought any vegetables." Gentle reminded.
"You don't need to buy those, but you have your father. Isn't the restaurant taking advantage of a private room today!" Zhou said casually.
Gently sighed.
Sure enough, it's not a family, so don't enter a family.
...
Under the lamp, Mrs. Zhou took advantage of the dim kerosene lamp and remade old clothes stitch by stitch.
Gentle approached, and carefully flicked the wick.
"Rou'er, go to sleep. Tomorrow is the day to go to Zuixianlou to learn to cook." Zhou looked at her daughter's delicate face with distress.
"Mom, I'm not sleepy, I want to stay here with you. In the past two days, you have been making new clothes for your father and brother, and changing clothes for your daughter. It's really hard for you." Gentle and stubborn insisted, but couldn't help it. I even yawned a few times.
"You still say you're not sleepy, go to sleep, mother will be fine soon, you have to get up early tomorrow, you need to recharge your energy!" Zhou urged.
"Then... I'm going, mother, you go to bed early too!" Rourou yawned again, and walked out of the main room step by step.
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