The so-called whole stove is the girl who cooks, the top whole stove, and the home-cooked food can also be used to renovate the banquet.

Although it is not as good as the chef in the big restaurant, and it is not as good as the cook in Rongguo's Mansion, it is enough for ordinary people to treat guests.

"Wait for a few days for the other cooks to come, and ask her to cook some dishes and see how she works. ”

Jia Cong has been here for so long, and he has also seen the home-cooked food eaten by ordinary people, the left is just radish tofu green cabbage and cabbage, which is usually a gathering of heroes, no, radish meeting, plus steamed buns and pickles, it is a treat at home, but it is just an extra bowl or two of meat.

The official eunuchs who use the whole stove are better than ordinary people, and they are not much better.

The salaries of officials in the Red Mansion plane are definitely not high-paid.

Jia Zhen testified that the emperor did not reward silver, and some poor officials could not survive for years.

Jia Zhen herself said that among the hereditary officials, there are only one or two families as rich as Rongning Erfu. Therefore, the emperor copied the second mansion of Rongning, which was in line with the will of the people. The world does not suffer from few, but from inequality. is also hereditary, why can you live so freely in Rongning Erfu?

Copied the second mansion of Rongning, which is not only very happy, but also fills the treasury, killing two birds with one stone. If you buy a chef, you will only make vegetarian tofu, and when you talk about the feast, you will make two more bowls of meat and present it, then it is better not to buy it.

"However, Bai Yazi said that this cook is a widow, dragging three men, two girls and five children, and if I am not short of money, it is better to buy this family. Two girls, just as girls, three boys, the eldest can help with the work, and the younger one can also do some work. I want to ......"

Zhao Guoji hesitated for a while, and Fang said: "There is not much money to spend horizontally and vertically. Brother Huan often comes to the study room in this house to write articles, and there is a lack of two girls to take care of the study. ”

Jia Huan is not Jia Baoyu, and he doesn't have the slightest ability to take care of himself without the girl?

Get two girls by your side, is this to □□ and add fragrance or □□ fragrance?

Jia Cong sneered, and thought about it, the world is like this, the poor scholar who ate the last meal in the play and did not have the next meal also has a scholar by his side, and there are not a few girls who grind ink and paper in the study, it is not easy to say that it is a scholar's study.

However, Zhao Guoji offered to add two girls to Jia Huan?

Jia Cong flattened his mouth. Well, Zhao Guoji is Jia Huan's uncle in the end, and it is normal to think about Jia Huan, and there are very few ancients who don't care about blood.

This person, if you don't have any selfishness, it's a saint, and his bones have turned into water.

After a little entanglement, Jia Cong put his mind on today's serious matters, and at the end of the month, it was time to settle accounts and pay benefits.

Jia Cong went out of the house today for this matter, it's not that he doesn't trust Zhao Guoji, it's just that Zhao Guoji is a typical ancient person thinking, providing food and paying wages, this treatment is already too good, and give other things, five thunders in the sky, and more money burned.

If Jia Cong didn't come to watch, Zhao Guoji would not have said that there would be no such thing, anyway, those poor boys who worked might not dare to speak up.

But Jia Cong never agrees with this idea, saying that it seems to be a waste to provide food, but in fact it ensures that the workers' diet is nutritious and healthy, and they are not easy to get infected with any infectious diseases, and then fall ill and harm the collective. The purpose of sending things is to increase the motivation of workers. "Get your stuff - all lined up, one by one. ”

Zhao Guoji struck the gong in his hand and shouted loudly to maintain order: "Speaking of you, it's not more than three months, what kind of row, it's fun." And you, whatever you turn, your head will make you dizzy, and you will go out if you don't take it. ”

A long snake soon lined up, and under the wall next to it, the boys who had been working for less than three months gathered together, looking at the people in line with envy. "Sun Dashi, come, press a handprint here, and go to the front to get something. ”

The boy who bought it from White Tooth kept repeating the phrase, one hand on the table, his fingers pressed on the open booklet, and the arm of the other hand habitually pointed in the direction.

Sun Dashi, who was called by name, looked at his fingers, rubbed them on his body, carefully pressed his fingerprints on the booklet, and asked hesitantly: "Okay?" "Okay, okay." ”

Chen Ci waved his hand: "Let's go." ”

Walking to the front, the car covered with tarpaulin was piled up with large and small oiled paper bags. "Sun Dashi, one pound of noodles, two feet of green cloth, two pieces of mixed soap, open it yourself and see, is there anything missing?"

Another kid, Chang Yu, took a paper bag from the car, handed it to Sun Dashi, and casually instructed. The mixed soap issued here is the residual soap, which is re-solidified and divided, the taste is strange, and the detergency is okay.

Since Jia Cong wants to make high-end products, he is too lazy to sell them, and directly uses them for welfare. Sun Dashi hurriedly opened the paper bag, looked at the contents of the contents, and found that it was really what Chang Yu said, and thanked him with gratitude: "Thank you, little brother, thank you Zhao for managing things." ”

After thanking Chen Ci Chang Yu and Zhao Guoji, Sun Dashi said to Jia Congcheng who was sitting on the side: "Thank you, master, master is blessed and longevity." ”

Jia Cong nodded: "Do things well in the future." ”

In the crooked and narrow alley, Sun Dashi touched the paper bag stuffed in his arms and strode forward with his head held high. "Oh, this is not the boss of the Sun family, it's time to get off work!"

An acquaintance greeted: "Your house is a visitor." You know what?"

Sun Dashi came back to his senses and said with a smile: "I don't know yet." I'll go first. ”

The low eaves, the yellow mud walls less than shoulder high, and the ground are full of broken clay pots and pottery bowls, and water drips on the clay pots and pottery bowls, playing a bleak melody. "Big brother. ”

The little girl who was sitting on the threshold picking vegetables looked up and saw Sun Dashi coming back, immediately threw the dustpan aside, and shouted into the house: "Mother, the eldest brother is back." ”

"You're back, you're back, what are you yelling about?"

Out of the room came a withered woman covered in patches, but there was joy in her voice that could not be concealed. "Dashi is back, I haven't seen you for a while, and I've grown taller and fatter. ”

Then came a woman, dressed in white clothes, with a flattering smile on her face.

Sun Dashi stepped forward and saluted: "Third aunt." ”

As he spoke, Sun Dashi took out the paper bag and gave it to his mother: "This is issued today, there are two feet of cloth in it, and my mother will use it to make clothes." ”

The grandmother took the paper bag, laughed so hard that the crow's feet came out, but she complained and said, "What do I do to make clothes? But you, you have to work outside, how can you make it if you don't wear decent clothes?" I have heard that in your workshop, the control is very strict, and the clothes are not clean, so you are not allowed to enter. ”

Sun Dashi said: "That's some people, full of dirt, not particular at all. Let him in, even if he doesn't take care of things, we are afraid that he will dirty the goods and we will not be able to get the money. There are rules on how much work you do and how much you get. As long as it is cleaned up, even if there are patches on the clothes, the steward will never stop it. ”

"Say so, everyone is dressed up, and you wear torn clothes, like what? What's more, your days have been a little longer, and your old clothes have been shorter. This cloth will make you clothes, and I will change the old clothes you have changed and put them on your sister. ”

The grandmother made up her mind, opened the paper bag again, and said happily: "There is still a pound of white noodles." Just keep the winter solstice dumplings. ”

"What are you doing with it? By the winter solstice, it's time to get things again next month. It's rare for an aunt to come back and treat guests. Sun Dashi looked at his sister's greedy face, couldn't help touching his sister's head, and said to his mother. As he spoke, he touched his stomach again: "The bun I ate today is good, but there is less meat." Those cooks were still hired for money, so it's no wonder that the manager had to buy someone else. ”

His grandmother glanced at him and scolded: "There are meat buns to eat, but there is too little meat." In the past, you forgot about the days when you didn't even have to eat. ”

scolded and scolded, but the grandmother did not reject Sun Dashi's words, but just took out dozens of dollars and gave them to Sun Dashi's sister and asked her to buy meat.

"I heard that your workshop is recruiting people again, and your aunt came to ask you if she can help your brother say a favor and let him go in to work. ”

"Yes, Dashi, your brother has been good with you since he was a child, and now that you are out of business, you will also pull your brother ......"

The autumn wind blows off the remnant chrysanthemum, a place falls on the English, a few leaves are green and yellow, and the stone steps still have a cold fragrance. The green screen window was gently pushed open, revealing a pretty face the size of a palm, a green chrysanthemum trembling slightly on the sideburns, and a cold butterfly surrounded it.

The clouds are warm, the butterflies are blooming, and they know that they are flowers and not flowers, butterflies and butterflies, all of which are ingenious gold and jade jewelry.

Xue Baoyun looked out the window, and there was no one quietly, only bamboo shadows and moss, although the day was like night.

So he made up his mind, turned his head, and whispered to the girl: "Feng'er, take out the book." ”

Xue Baoyun's maid Yufeng stood awkwardly next to the cabinet, hanging her head, with a bitter face, and persuaded unwillingly: "Girl, don't look at it, if the wife and uncle know, the slave and maid will be miserable?"

Xue Baoyun patted his chest, the jade lock plate hanging on his chest shook for a while, and said with a package ticket: "With me here, what are you afraid of? Besides, if you don't say it, how can my mother and brother know?"

Yufeng's face was so bitter that she could wring out the juice, and complained, "That's what the girl said last time......

Xue Baoyun glanced at her with disgust, and said regretfully: "You still said last time, obviously I asked you to hide the book, but you are good, like a chicken, you actually dropped the book in front of your mother, and I was beaten for a long time." It was a pity that I finally asked Sister Bao Se to come, so I sacrificed to the god of fire. ”

Frowning and lamenting a few words, Xue Baoyun stomped his feet dissatisfiedly and said, "It's me, you don't do anything, you are so careful......"

Yufeng was helpless, took out the burden hidden behind her, and said, "Girl, be careful, these are not serious books." The wife said that the girl was also for the good of the girl. I'm afraid that the girl will see too much and change her temperament. ”

Xue Baoyun pouted and said, "The Four Books and Five Classics are not serious, but I can't take the imperial examination." What's wrong with reading a few idle books to kill time and relieve boredom? Mom only listened to some people say that these idle books should not be read in the boudoir, how did she know that those people who said this read more idle books in private than anyone else?"

Saying that, Xue Baoyun tilted his head, made a mistake, and sneered: "Weekdays."

Yufeng snorted and laughed: "Let me say a word, the girl has a hundred and ten sentences waiting here." ”

As he spoke, Yufeng opened the baggage, took out the first few books inside, and said crisply: "I asked the guy at the bookstore, and the girl asked what the grace was, but no new books came out." The guy recommended a few new books that came out recently to me, and I don't know if it's good or not, but I just heard the guy say that although these books are just out, they are selling well. ”

Xue Baoyun took the book and took a look, although there are no erotic books of Feiyan and the like, but they are mostly novels of talented and beautiful women, infatuated men and women.

Xue Baoyun has long been tired of seeing these backyard gifts, and he has made a private life, born because of love, and died because of love.

If it was usual, Xue Baoyun would have been looking at jokes and killing time, but she was busy for half a day today, just for the clichés of these talented and beautiful women, which made her quite boring.

Boredom, Xue Baoyun flipped through the book, and suddenly, her eyes lit up, she turned the book back, her sheep's fat-like fingertips clicked on the cover, and softly read out the three words on the cover: ". ”

Xue Baoyun picked up the book and said with a smile: "When you see Taishangjing, you know that the sky is small." The title of this book ...... It's kind of interesting. ”

"What's so interesting?" Suddenly hearing such a voice, Xue Baoyun was frightened, and when she realized that the voice was very familiar, the person who came was already standing beside her.

Xue Hong took the book from Xue Baoyun's hand and said with a smile: "Where did this book come from?"

In a very elegant study, the gray-haired old man was holding a bowl of ginseng soup, and he was sipping without a mouthful, and two young and beautiful maidservants knelt on the ground, hammering the legs for the old man.

"Uncle Lou is here. The old man opened his eyes, waved his hand, and the two maidservants retreated in time.

"My nephew said hello to my uncle. As soon as Zhang Lou entered the house, he lifted his robe and knelt down, giving the old man a big salute.

It turned out that this white rich old man was actually the eunuch Zhang Gonggong of Jinling.

"Get up. ”

Father-in-law Zhang snorted lazily and asked impatiently, "Brother Lou, I heard that you recently opened a bookstore?"

Zhang Lou peeked at Zhang's father-in-law's face, and said carefully: "My nephew told my uncle last time that my nephew's father is running a bookstore, so my nephew ......."

Father-in-law Zhang seemed to think about it and nodded: "You seem to have said so." Now someone is suing you for the book published by the shop, slandering the saint and the queen mother, praising treachery, and having bad intentions. DID YOU KNOW?"

But I saw Zhang Lou kneeling down in front of Father-in-law Zhang, and said in a trembling voice: "Where did this start? ”

Saying that, Zhang Lou argued: "My nephew is just a businessman, don't say that my nephew didn't have this idea, even if he did, he didn't have the power to succeed." This person sues his nephew for ill intentions, if it is aimed at his nephew, but the nephew is afraid, this person is Xiang Zhuang Dancing Sword and is determined to be in Pei Gong......"

The eunuch has one less thing, and he has always been a person who thinks a lot.

Hearing this, Father-in-law Zhang sighed: "Our uncle and nephew are the heroes who see the same thing. I have commanded the person who complained, and I have ordered them to be taken down. However, if there is no one, if there is someone behind the instructions, I am afraid that there will be later, in case it is sued to others, it is not good to calm down. We originally wanted you to take the books back and destroy them all, but there are many people, and it is inevitable that the news will leak. ”

Zhang Lou said: "Don't say that the book is sold, it is not easy to destroy, but it can be recovered, such a move, others do not say that the uncle is innocent, but they want to say that the uncle has ill intentions, it is afraid ......"

Since Gonggong Zhang has become a eunuch in Jinling, he is naturally not a person who is afraid of things, and his face changed instantly: "Our family wants to be left." If you do this, you will only be afraid that this position will be unstable. ”

The eunuchs in the palace are the most sensitive to intrigue, and Gonggong Zhang has climbed up from the miscellaneous servants, so he has a deep understanding of these. In the palace, if you want to win the trust of your master, you must dare to do things, dare to do things, whether it is high-profile or low-key, the key is not to be weak and bullied.

A weak and deceitful minion, how can the master trust it, and how dare he reuse it?

There is a lack of everything in the palace, that is, there is no shortage of eunuchs, and outside the imperial city, there are more eunuchs waiting to enter the palace from the palace.

"So, this book can't be recycled, and it has to be sold with great fanfare. Zhang Lou said respectfully: "What my uncle is worried about is that this book is reported and the palace is unhappy, but if there are royal nobles and nobles, praise this book, and have the clan as a guarantee, it naturally has nothing to do with the uncle's face, and the nephew will print this praise on the book, and he can earn another sum." Things are calm and happy. ”

Father-in-law Zhang smiled: "You little monkey, you have a clever idea." ”

As he spoke, he said: "You bring that book to me to see, if it is very vulgar, you will take out ten thousand taels of silver, and no clan will dare to pay attention to you." ”

Zhang Lou hurriedly confessed and went out, and immediately came in with a book of snow-white paper and ink.

Gonggong Zhang took it and looked at it, only to see that although the opening chapter was written Chang'an, it was called Tai Shangjing.

Gonggong Zhang is also a talent who has studied in the palace, and he knows that this is a penmanship that literati avoid, and he is very determined.

Take a look at the content again, one writes about the palace and the back house, and the other writes about the factional struggle in the court, tearing the skin of the hundreds of officials in the court and the Qingliu mediocre officials cleanly, and the eunuchs are praised and depreciated.

Zhang Gonggong doesn't know, this is because modern Internet writers know more about the allusions that the water of the Donglin Party is too cold, and they have no good impression of Qingliu who doesn't do business and is invincible, while the eunuchs and eunuchs have the loyalty of the coal mountain to accompany the hanging, and Zheng He, who goes to the West, can usually see it.

Seeing the book that can be written by the eunuch as a person, Father-in-law Zhang's heart, somehow, he actually had a little good feeling.

Seeing the son of a house slave, he got the power of the master to donate the official, and when the master was in prison, in order to be able to continue to be an official, he actually took revenge and took poems and articles out of context to falsely accuse the master of rebellion.

Gonggong Zhang felt the same way, and couldn't help scolding: "Bastard bastard, three points like a person, seven points are ghosts, and you can't see people's things." ”

However, when he saw some plots, Gonggong Zhang's expression suddenly became strange, and his finger pointed at the book: "Have you read this book?"

Zhang Lou was shocked, and said with a smile: "I've seen it." ”

"Then do you know, what is this olay oil?" Father-in-law Zhang was extremely strange: "This rouge method is indeed a method made in the palace." But this olay oil, whitening the face, moisturizing the body, the skin is crystal clear, our family has been in the palace for many years, how can we not hear of the previous dynasty or which concubine, there is this secret recipe?"

Zhang Lou scratched his head and said carefully: "Xu is a literati fiction, fiction and reality, just a smile." ”

It's not enough for him to just look at the struggles in the imperial court and palaces, the open and secret battles, and the changes in the situation, how can he notice what secret recipes and what methods?

He is not a woman, and he doesn't apply grease and powder, so what does he care about rouge?

Father-in-law Zhang sneered: "It's fiction, and it's not without reason." If you inquire carefully, if there is really this olay, as long as the effect is one-tenth of what the above said, it will be a great achievement. ”

As he spoke, Gonggong Zhang flipped through the book again, and suddenly was stunned again: "Fairy water? ”。