The Gu family sent someone to send this month's monthly money over this day.
Shu Huan is the same as Gu Xiran, the monthly money is ten taels of silver, Aunt Yun is half, Huiyun is one tael, Liangchen and Xiangqian are one tael. The monthly money I get also ranges from three to five hundred dollars.
With the monthly money in hand, everyone had smiles on their faces, and they looked in a good mood, and the atmosphere in the whole courtyard improved a lot. Only Shu Huan still had a sad face, repeatedly looking at the ten ingots in his hand. Two taels of silver, thinking about whether to exchange it for copper plates to spend.
Here, ten taels of silver is a lot of money, and it will never be used if it is just to reward servants, but the experience of saving pocket money in the past told her that the money can only be saved by breaking it into pieces. As you spend, the money will be gone before you know it.
After thinking about it for a long time, she still put away the silver, and while shouting about the beauty, she turned to look for the wooden box where the agarwood was placed, intending to find two trinkets carved out of leftover materials, and see if she could ask Ranmo for help. Take it out and sell it for some money.
The leftovers can only be used to carve very small fan pendants, or else they can be held in the hand and played with.
She dug out two agarwood woodcarvings, one was a jumping red carp made of reddish-colored Qinan, anyway, she had a lot of time, so she cared very carefully, the scales on the red carp were well-defined and extremely delicate, But only the size of a thumb. The other one was made of more shabby materials. It was a lotus in full bloom, not much bigger than a fingertip. Even she herself felt that it was too exquisite, so she made small holes in the lotus stamens and removed a hanging agate. Bracelets, with four or five agate beads, woven together with silk rope to make a fan pendant.
Ran Mo is a smart and quiet person, when he heard that Shu Huan wanted to sell agarwood woodcarvings, he didn't make a fuss or gossip, but took it carefully, and asked, "How much money does Second Mistress plan to sell for these two things? "
At present, the only one who can be trusted seems to be Ran Mo. Shu Huan didn't bother to pretend to understand, shook his head and said: "Chenxiang is similar to jade, there is no price, right? Besides these little things, I don’t know if anyone will buy it, so you can help me sell it, naturally the higher the selling price, the better.”
Ran Mo agreed, then suddenly asked again: "Didn't Second Grandma draw some stones for Fourth Master a few days ago? Fourth Master likes them very much and put them away. If Second Grandma still has them here, she can take them out." Go sell one piece."
Shu Huan was taken aback: "Those stones are the pebbles laid under the hot spring pool, but they were painted with a few random strokes, so they are worthless."
Ran Mo smiled and said: "Second Grandma doesn't know, some people don't like beautiful jade, but like to collect strange stones, and don't sell them to see, how do you know if anyone buys them?"
That's right. Anyway, when she was soaking in the hot springs, she remembered the article "Story of the Stone" written by Sanmao. She picked up a bunch of stones on a whim and came back to paint. In addition to wasting a lot of paint, a She didn't spend any money, even if she sold it at a very cheap price, she would make a profit
Thinking of this, she excitedly went to rummage through the cabinets, and after searching for a long time, she found a dozen or so painting stones from a cabinet drawer in the corner. There's no way, she just threw away the novelty after painting, and even the few pieces she gave to Gu Xihe, she was seen to go when Gu Xiran was not around to paint quietly.
After Ran Mo left, she was a little restless, afraid that if no one bought those things, she would lose her hope of making money. She was sitting in front of the window in a daze, when she suddenly saw Mother Du walking in a bamboo basket, bypassing the rose fence.
Shu Huan rushed out to greet her, but before she got close, she smelled an extremely tempting fragrance, which made her salivate, and she couldn't help laughing, "Mother Du, did you make delicious food again? In order for you not to worry so much, it's better to take a rest when you have time."
"Since I came here, I've been eating or sleeping all day long. I've had enough rest." Mother Du lifted up a piece of fresh lotus leaf covering the top of the bamboo basket, revealing a roasted bamboo chicken underneath, He smiled kindly and said: "This is the bamboo chicken that Xiaoqiu got up in the morning and came back from the mountain. I thought it was quite big and covered in fat, so I packed it up and roasted it with pine wood. Try it while it's hot and see how it tastes. .”
When Shu Huan heard it, he was embarrassed to eat it: "Mother Du, this is Du Qiu who caught you to nourish your body, why did you..."
Mother Du interrupted her with a smile: "A bunch of old bones, no matter how nourishing they are, they can't rejuvenate. Besides, Doctor Ji has treated me for these days, and I have recovered from my illness. My bones are stronger than before. What about you? You are so skinny that you don’t have much meat on your body, you should eat more.”
Shu Huan shied away several times, but couldn't match her ardor, so he had no choice but to take the basket and lead her into the house.
Du Mu is different from Du Qiu, she is a very outgoing and enthusiastic person, she will not hide her gratitude deep in her heart, but try her best to express it with actions and words. Not long after she recovered from her illness, she started cooking and making various kinds of food. All kinds of food were brought to them with various excuses, and in the first few days, she was able to repeat the words of thanks a dozen times a day, until Shu Huan pretended to be angry when she heard the words of thanks, saying She was too alienated, so she stopped saying thank you.
It's just that I don't thank you, but she delivers food more frequently, and she has a good cooking skill. Even if the food she brings is ordinary food, it is also extremely delicious, which makes Shu Huan gradually lose her appetite. Even the dishes cooked by the cook seemed so so to her. There is no other reason. No matter how delicate the cook's dishes are, they still have the unique taste of restaurants and restaurants. However, the food made by Du's mother has a strong homely fragrance. Sometimes she can cry when she eats it. To put it in a ridiculous way, sister What you eat is not food, but memories.
The bamboo chicken in the mountains eats more grass seeds and grows up loose. The takeaway is roasted with pine wood, which has a unique fragrance.
Shu Huan originally wanted to keep it until Gu Xiran came back to eat, but Mother Du kept emphasizing that the taste should be eaten while it is hot, so she hesitated for a while, then tore off two chicken wings, covered the rest with lotus leaves, and called Meijing to come : "Send it to the second master, let Master Du and the fourth master eat together."
As for Ji Danqing, he doesn't seem to like greasy food, and he teaches the cooks to cook light vegetables every day. Shu Huan picked up fresh fruits from other courtyard stewards, and put them in blue-glazed lotus leaf trays. Huiyun sent it to Pinzhuxuan.
Mother Du watched her busy, smiling all over her face: "Second Grandma is still thoughtful."
Shu Huan smiled wryly. This was all forced by the environment. She used to only know how to reach out for clothes, open her mouth for food, and even the fruit was served by a virtuous and capable mother. Now she has to take on the role of the second grandmother, taking care of While taking care of herself, she also took care of others. Thinking of this, she sighed secretly: "Mama Du should call me Xiaohuan."
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