Compared with the list Zhu Ying made, the things sent by Duke Zhao's Mansion this time were more, not less.
The eldest daughter's clothes alone numbered six boxes, of which four boxes were new summer clothes for this year, and two boxes were old autumn clothes from last year, in case the weather suddenly turned cold. Of course, although they were old, Zhu Ying had never worn them once.
As for winter clothes, according to Zhan Jin and Liu Yin, firstly, winter is still far away, and secondly, if autumn really comes, the eldest lady's autumn clothes will still need to be tailored by a tailor, let alone winter clothes
The books, utensils, and jewelry that Zhu Ying specifically requested were eight more boxes, all of which filled three carriages.
So, when reorganizing the boxes, the two maids Zhanjin and Liuyin couldn't help but frown, thinking that the main room of the Zhang family was too small and there were too few cabinets... In a word, there was no place to put so many things!
However, Zhu Ying had secretly warned them not to complain, so they could only sulk in their stomachs. They felt that Wu, who was trying to please the eldest lady in every possible way, did not look like a mistress at all.
This discontent and resentment disappeared only when there was a cough outside the door, followed by the young man who seemed to bring light to the dim room. Even though they knew that this young man was just raised in the countryside, they still couldn't help but look at his face. It took them a long time to realize that staring at him like this was really unfair to their young lady.
"Ah Shou, why did you come back so late?!"
Wu, who had been trying to appease Zhu Ying, finally breathed a sigh of relief. She glared at Zhang Shou who had come into the room, but before he could open his mouth to defend himself, she said bluntly, "Just stay with Yingying and talk to her. I'll go to the kitchen and ask Aunt Liu to serve the sweet soup!"
Seeing that Wu left immediately after she finished speaking, without giving him any chance to refuse, Zhang Shou could not help but wipe the sweat off his forehead. But the next moment, he only heard Zhu Ying order: "Zhan Jin, why don't you go and wring out a wet towel, look at how sweaty he is!"
Zhan Jin quickly agreed, but when she soaked the soft towel with well water in the basin, wrung it out, and brought it to Zhang Shou, she heard the thank you and glimpsed the handsome face of the future son-in-law. She couldn't help blushing and even retreated to the inner room without even answering, pretending to pack up her things. But then she heard Zhu Ying's crisp laughter.
"This girl, why is she running so fast? Liuyin, go and bring him a cup of tea."
After wiping his face, Zhang Shou heard Zhu Ying's instructions and saw Liu Yin gave him tea. Sure enough, he also ran to the inner room and refused to come out. He was so angry and amused.
How could such a bold and reckless young lady be such an easily shy girl
He found a chair and sat down with the tea in his hand. After taking a sip, he could not help but feel moved. The next moment, Zhu Ying asked, "How is this year's pre-tea? Thanks to Zhan Jin and Liu Yin for being so thoughtful and bringing me the new tea that the Queen Mother gave me."
"Tea before the Spring Festival?" Zhang Shou couldn't help but hesitate. The so-called "tea before the Spring Festival" refers to the tea produced before the Spring Festival, that is, before the Spring Festival on the fifth day of the fifth month of the Spring Festival. Most of them are even picked around the Spring Equinox, half a month earlier than the Qingming Festival. At this time, the tea leaves are tender and the production is very small. They are more precious than before the Qingming Festival. The so-called first batch of tribute tea is like this.