Chapter 120: Up and down the mountain

Unfortunately, they followed the road happily, and when they saw that the gate of the orchard was in front of them, they did not want to come out of a dozen or so little men in green clothes and hats, and four of them drove directly to the garden in the carriage of the female dependents. Leaving a group of students and a few old gentlemen, they did not have such good treatment, and got off the car and strolled, walked around the lotus pond and walked to a row of thatched huts at the foot of the mountain.

The students were helpless, although they shouted pity in their hearts, but they were immediately attracted by the scenery in the orchard.

At this time, the sun had not risen too high, and the faint mist between the mountains and fields still lingered on the branches and refused to leave. The peach blossoms halfway up the hillside shy in such a slightly cold morning fog revealed their gorgeous faces and greeted the visitors happily. Occasionally, the sun's rays shine through the mist and fall on the petals, reflecting the crystal clear drops of dew, which is extremely peaceful and beautiful.

Not to mention that the great Confucians and students who are with the fragrance of books all day long are amazed by the beautiful scenery in front of them, even if the robbers with evil thoughts come here, they must put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot. This is the unique charm of nature, which cleanses the soul when it is quiet, and thrills when it moves.

Dong Ping saw that a group of gentlemen and students were immersed in the beautiful scenery and couldn't extricate themselves, and he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart, he stepped forward and beckoned his classmates to sit on the wooden floor of the small restaurant.

He personally invited a few gentlemen to climb the stairs, through a peach tree, and finally to a grass pavilion halfway up the mountain. There is a round table in the middle of the grass pavilion, and six round stools are placed on the side of the table, all of which are wrapped in a layer of pale yellow straw coat, which looks very wild.

Several gentlemen sat down slowly, all couldn't help nodding, among which Mr. Sun, who liked to walk around the most because he was good at painting, was the first to speak, "The world likes gold and jade, and I can't wait to build a pavilion to cover a glazed tile roof, don't you know that only such a simple grass pavilion is the most beautiful." ”

"That's exactly what happened." The rest of the gentlemen echoed one after another, Dong Ping looked sideways at the side of the pavilion, and sure enough, Xizi was waiting quietly with a straw food basket. At this moment, as soon as he saw the master beckoning, he immediately walked to the entrance of the pavilion and squatted down quietly and began to take out the same things from the food basket. The small teapot of purple sand, six small teacups with shallow mouths, a long wooden spoon of huanghuali, and a small tray carved with red sandalwood were all exquisite, and finally he even took out a small stove with a few pieces of red charcoal.

As he got busy, soon the smell of tea wafted in the pavilion. At this time, another servant ran over, also carrying a straw food basket in his hand, and placed eight plates of snacks on the table.

When a few gentlemen came back to their senses from the beautiful scenery of the peach blossoms, they had food and drink at hand. Mr. Yang glanced approvingly at the proud disciple, but said, "Juncheng, this kid, is too focused on eating, if these thoughts are used in reading, I am afraid that he will be able to improve his studies even more." ”

Several gentlemen have long been accustomed to Mr. Yang's special way of displaying, no one answers, raises their hands to drink tea, and eats snacks. Mr. Yang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him, and scolded with a smile, "Sven, Sven! You are also a famous Confucian, how can you be the same as children? ”

Mr. Sun pinched a soft beef tongue cake in his hand, took a bite and drank tea, turned his head to smell the rich fragrance of flowers, and felt that every pore on his body was cheering comfortably. So he said, "Brother Yang, it's rare to have such a beautiful scenery, so don't belittle and secretly praise your proud disciple." We have long regretted that we have green intestines, if we can turn back time, even if we break our heads, we will fight with you. ”

Everyone laughed, and when they were half full, they left the pavilion and walked in the peach blossom forest. If there is a flash of inspiration, quickly bow your head and piece together a few lines of poetry, and wait for a while to compete with your old friends.

Dong Ping was most familiar with the preferences of the gentlemen, and called Xizi to come forward and tell him to find a small bookcase and the four treasures of the study room to put on the side of the pavilion for backup, and then followed closely behind Mr. Yang and took care of it.

Dong Rong was also very busy at this time, and the ladies of the gentlemen's family were directly led to the south slope, and Chu Silian took them all the way through the peach forest to the mountain. Although the stone steps are not steep and the beautiful scenery on the side of the road is attractive, the ladies are pampered on weekdays, and they still feel a little tired when they reach the top of the mountain.

Dong Rong dressed up early and waited outside the gate, and when she saw everyone arriving, she hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and said with a smile, "The elders came to the door, but the little girl never went to the bottom of the mountain to greet her, which is really rude." ”

Dong Ping is Mr. Yang's proud disciple, and when he came to Dong's orchard as a guest today, Mrs. Yang naturally became the leader of the women. She took two steps forward to help Dong Rong and said with a smile, "Mrs. Cao is polite, but we still have to thank Mrs. Cao for her kind invitation, otherwise how can we see such a beautiful spring flower." ”

Dong Rong's face was half red, and she refused with a smile, "We people in the mountains and wilderness are used to being casual on weekdays, and we are still a little unaccustomed to being called Mrs. like this." If Mrs. doesn't dislike it, I will call you Mrs. with Brother Ping, and you will also call me Sister Rong with the elders in the family, okay? ”

Mrs. Yang was originally close to her, so she naturally responded when she heard this, "Okay, let's call Mrs. Come, let me introduce you to a few ladies. As she spoke, she led Dong Rong to meet the other ladies.

Dong Rong also has a good eye, and with a simple polite sentence to everyone, she asked everyone to enter the door quickly, and said with a smile as she walked, "All the men in the family have been driven down the mountain by me, and my wife and sisters can walk around with confidence." ”

Hearing this, the three young ladies who had been keeping their heads down all raised their heads slightly, and looked curiously at the unfamiliar farm yard. Two of them held the maid's hand, and occasionally their eyes swept over a certain place and they didn't know what they didn't like, and their delicate little brows would wrinkle slightly. Only one young lady in a navy blue dress walked as usual, with a faint smile on her face all the time, and she looked very steady.

Dong Rong paid attention to this young lady for some reason, and when she could enter the house to greet each other and sit down again, she knew that the young lady in blue was Mr. Yang's daughter, and she was her younger brother's real junior sister.

Senior brother and sister, the corners of Dong Rong's mouth couldn't help but curl, and at the end of the day, she looked at a large room of female dependents, and hurriedly threw out the little bad taste in her heart.

Wen Niang and Mei Blossom came up with hot tea, and then put four plates of dim sum on the high table between each seat. Dong Rong greeted everyone with a smile, "We don't have any delicious food to entertain in our farmhouse, if the ladies and ladies are not too coarse, let's try the dim sum baked by the servants at home." ”

Mrs. Yang said with a smile, "Sister Rong is so humble as Juncheng, and now there is no one in the academy who doesn't know that Dong Juncheng has a good sister with ingenuity." Not to mention that Juncheng's classmates are looking forward to delivering food boxes outside every day, even my husband has been raised, and occasionally he has to dislike a few words of jujube cake made by me. ”

Everyone laughed, and Mrs. Sun also said, "That's exactly what I said, my husband is also like this, every time he eats Juncheng's filial piety, he has to complain to me when he goes home, why didn't Juncheng break his head and snatch him back in the first place." ”

Dong Rong heard them praise their younger brother, and her heart was really sweeter than eating honey. Looking at the three young ladies who were half-hanging their heads as if listening to their mothers, their eyes were actually fixed on the delicate and lovely snacks.

She then greeted again with understanding, "The ladies have praised it, Brother Ping is a straightforward temper, and he is thanks to the teachings of all the gentlemen." After she finished speaking, she picked up a small wooden clip, first sandwiched a piece of mille-feuille cake for Mrs. Yang, and said with a smile, "How about Mrs. taste this dim sum?" ”

Women are delicate by nature, and there are very few who don't like delicate food. Mrs. Yang saw that the pastry on the plate was cut into diamond-shaped pieces, layer by layer, color, extremely gorgeous and beautiful, so she couldn't help pinching it and took a bite, and at the end her eyes lit up immediately, waving a handkerchief to greet everyone, "You guys also try it, it tastes really good!" ”

A few ladies smiled and ate it, and the three young ladies naturally followed suit, and when a piece of cake was put down, everyone's faces were filled with joy, and they asked, "This mille-feuille cake is made of glutinous rice, but how can it not stick to the teeth, it melts in the mouth, and the taste is extremely fresh." ”

"Yes, this mille-feuille cake is much more delicious than the dim sum shop."

Dong Rong smiled and pointed to Chu Silian, who was standing at the door, and said, "This is my family's cook, and she is also a temperamental person on weekdays." Before, I always saw me preparing food for Brother Ping'er, but somehow I fell in love, pestering me every day to learn to make dim sum. Don't say it, she really has a bit of talent, this cake is the top grade in the mille-feuille cake, the name is the color of the rainbow, the first sunny day after the rain, the rainbow hangs high in the sky. Other processes are just that, only the rice milk has to be brushed on more than a dozen layers in a row, and then steamed for two hours, and the slightest mistake will fall short.

To be honest, I don't like rectification, only she has the patience. And the rest of the snacks on this plate are baked by her, which is also a novelty, and my wife will try another piece. ”

After speaking, she sandwiched a piece of baked brown cake for Mrs. Yang, which was made into a leaf apple with a mold, which looked very cute and funny. The first time you take a bite of it, you will find the applesauce in the middle, which gives you the illusion that you are actually eating an apple.

One of the young ladies in red is the daughter of Mrs. Sun, Xu is usually very lively, and after eating two pieces of dim sum in a row, she couldn't help but ask, "Sister Dong, what kind of dim sum is this?" Like steamed buns... It's softer than steamed buns, and it's wrapped in apple filling? ”

Dong Rong saw that she was only twelve or thirteen years old, although her eyes were full of curiosity, but she tried her best to maintain a steady and polite appearance, so she felt two more points of pity in her heart, and smiled more kindly.

"It's a cake because you have to add a lot of eggs to the flour when you make it. The filling inside is applesauce, which is not difficult to make, but it is not easy to preserve. So this snack is to eat fresh, not easy to put for a long time. ”

Everyone nodded, and Mrs. Yang praised, "It is said that what kind of master there is, what kind of subordinate there is, Sister Rong is a skillful person, and her skill as a servant woman is also difficult to find." ”

Sweets can make people feel relaxed and happy, and at this time, everyone is eating a few delicious snacks, and they have long lost the formality when they entered the door. A group of ladies have opened their mouths to talk about which dim sum shop in the city has a good reputation, and then they talked about clothing materials, embroidery villages, and jewelry buildings.

(I got up at three o'clock in the morning to code the word.,This chapter is finally over.,Woo woo,Back pain.,I'm going to straighten my waist.,In the afternoon, my son will give me more strength.。 Thank you for your support! )