According to the convention, most of the famous ladies are indeed followed by a nurturing grandmother every step of the way, most of these nurturing ladies are well versed in human feelings, rules and etiquette, and can teach some experience in dealing with people, teaching young ladies the rules, and following the ladies when they go out, rich experience can allow them to eliminate a lot of unguardable calculations for the ladies.

The upper class society looks glamorous, but the intertwined entanglements of interests make this circle never lack darkness and ugliness.

Don't look at those ladies and wives who usually look gentle and dignified, in private, out of order to stumble on their opponents, make women who are not used to look ugly, rob relatives for their children, etc., they are not merciful at all. Even the young ladies who are still waiting to be in the boudoir, after being exposed to it in the mansion for a long time, if they really want to calculate people, it is enough to make people unguardable.

Not to mention, everyone has to attend this banquet and that banquet, are there still fewer young ladies who have had accidents and been ruined for a lifetime in various banquets?

In this era when a sachet and a silk handkerchief can ruin a woman's life, if the ladies have a nurturing grandmother who is well versed in the way of survival in the back house, whether it is the ladies and wives or the ladies of the boudoir, they should rest assured.

Hearing Feng Zhige say this, Feng Lin also felt that it was a good thing for Feng Zhige to have a nurturing grandmother by his side, but what made him hesitate was the identity of Mama Li.

In fact, Feng Lin didn't know what Mama Li's identity was, and she didn't even know that there was such a person as Mama Li before, but when she was thinking about finding a palace mama to teach Feng Ming dance rules and etiquette, she happened to hear that there was such a mama from the palace who came to Huzhou for the first time. It's just that Mama Li's identity doesn't seem to be simple, and Feng Lin also asked several friends to invite Mama Li to the Marquis of Weiyuan's mansion.

"Mama Li's identity is not simple, I'm afraid it's ......," Feng Lin said.

Even he, the Marquis of Weiyuan, who has a respected status in Huzhou City, has to go through several tosses and turns to see Mama Li, is it really possible for such a person to agree to come to Feng Zhige's side to be her nurturing grandmother? Feng Lin was skeptical.

Feng Zhige curled his lips and smiled, "Mama Li will agree, and my daughter will retire." ”

Bend your knees, salute, turn around, and go away.

This set of actions is so pleasing to the eye that even the most picky of etiquette cannot find the slightest mistake.

Feng Lin saw it in his eyes and doubted it in his heart.

His eldest daughter, with such a cousin, is really going to wake up from eight years of slumber and not understand anything, as she herself said?

Pressing Feng Lin's doubts, Feng Zhige returned all the way back to Luoshuixuan, sat down and drank tea surrounded by the maids, ordered Bai Guo, who is good at making snacks, and said: "Bai Guo, you go to make a bowl of sugar steamed cheese and put less sugar." ”

Ginkgo went in response.

"Bai Qi, tell the small kitchen, just make your lady's for lunch, and prepare some flour for later use."

"Bai Zhi, you go to Madame and say something, so that Madame doesn't have to wait for me to eat, just say that I want to entertain a ...... Old friend. Feng Zhige commanded.

Old friend?

The maids in the house looked at each other, the young lady had not been out of the Hou Mansion since she woke up, and she had never seen any outsiders except them, where did this "old man" come from?

Although they had doubts, everyone still meticulously completed Feng Zhige's instructions.

looked at the remaining maids, "Fufeng and Banxia stay, let's disperse." ”

After the maids retreated, Feng Zhige ordered: "Fufeng, you go to Luoxia Courtyard to invite Mama Li to Luoshuixuan for a while, just say yes, in order to thank her for her careful teaching to her sister, I specially invited her to dinner." After inviting Mama Li here, you and Banxia sent the others away to guard at the gate of the courtyard, and no one could step into Luo Shuixuan without my permission. ”

Speaking of which, Feng Zhige's tone was a little more violent.

Banxia and Fufeng are big girls, and they have been waiting for Feng Zhige since they entered Luoshuixuan, and in their impressions, their own young lady is confident in everything so she doesn't slow down, and there are few times when she is so strict.

Come to think of it, this matter is very important to the young lady. The two maids thought so.

With this understanding, even if the two of them were still puzzled in their hearts, they were also full of energy to do a good job of what Feng Zhige had explained.

When there was no one around him, Feng Zhige sighed lightly, estimating that the people in the kitchen had already sent lunch to Mu Qingwan, before getting up and going to the kitchen.

It was already lunch time, and the people in the kitchen gathered around to eat after sending Mu Qing's evening meal to the main house, but unexpectedly at this time, Feng Zhige would come in, and the chopsticks of the chopsticks and the bowls of the bowls were in a mess.

"Big girl."

Everyone called out unevenly, with respect on their faces and worries in their hearts.

From the bottom of my heart, it is a rare good errand to wait in Luoshuixuan, one of the two masters in the cage does not care about things, and the other only asks to do a good job. And because of Hou Ye's attention to these two masters, Luo Shuixuan's current food and clothing is the same as that of the main courtyard.

The errand is leisurely, the master is easy to talk, and the oil and water are not less than other places, how can these people not be happy.

Therefore, the arrival of Feng Zhige inevitably made these people think that they had done something wrong, and no one wanted to lose such a good errand.

"I wonder what the big girl commands?" They looked at each other, and one of them, a woman of twenty-four or five years of age, with a kind face and plain clothes, spoke.

Feng Zhige raised his eyes and looked at the person who spoke, this was the cook Zhang Shi that Feng Lin specially found for Luo Shuixuan. Mu Qingwan grew up in Jiangnan when he was young, and followed his parents to the capital after the Dawu Dynasty, but he was not used to eating Beijing cuisine.

This Jiangnan cuisine made by Zhang's is very suitable for Mu Qingwan's appetite.

"When you're done eating, go out." Feng Zhige said lightly.

Hearing this, the people in the kitchen, regardless of whether they were full or not, quickly cleaned up the messy table top, and then retreated.

On the stove is a white flour that has been prepared for a long time.

Feng Zhige poured some white noodles out, added water, and kneaded the dough. The white flour turned into a soft dough in her hand, which changed into various shapes as she kneaded it.

Feng Zhige's thoughts also seemed to return to many years ago with the change of this dough.

That year, thirteen-year-old Han Su picked up two people on the road.

Two tough and stubborn teenage girls.

One was almost eaten by his parents and children, and the other was the daughter of a down-and-out official family who was humiliated and ready to fight for her life.

Bringing the two back to Hanfu, Hansu even cooked in a good mood and made the only two bowls of ramen she could make. She placed the ramen in front of the two silent maidens, and the heat blurred her countenance.

"Eat." Han Su looked at them with his elbow on his face.

It's just two bowls of ordinary noodles, and they don't even taste very good, but they make the two girls who would rather bleed than cry burst into tears in an instant.

Two bowls of noodles in exchange for two people who swore allegiance to her, Feng Zhige felt that this was definitely the most cost-effective thing in the world.

With a gentle smile, Feng Zhige and the dough were kneaded into long strips, then buckled, pulled apart, then buckled, and then pulled......

Put the stock and seasonings in a bowl, remove the noodles from the boiling water and sprinkle with chopped green onions.

Although the noodles are not the bowl of the year, I believe that the people who eat noodles are still in the mood of the year.

For example, some things change over time, and some things last over time.