The next day, before dawn, the family got up and went about their work.

Because I have to prepare an extra breakfast for Nalan Jinnian, Wen Wen is only responsible for making breakfast today.

She wrapped mutton dumplings, boiled a pot of scallop chicken porridge, and then made a chicken roll with shredded chicken and vegetables.

When the sky was slightly bright, the big bad wolf and the little black came, and the big bad wolf had a food box hanging around his neck.

After feeding the big bad wolf and the little black with warmth, she put her breakfast in a food box, and then put the porridge in a small clay pot, sealed her mouth with lotus leaves and a clean cloth towel, and tied it with hemp rope.

Wen Wen hung the food box on the big bad wolf's quilt, gave the porridge to the eagle, and let it grasp it with its talons, and then the two clever little things obediently sent it back to their masters.

Mountains

Steward Yuan took the big bad wolf's food box and the clay pot in the eagle's claws.

He took out a plate of mutton dumplings, two hands grabbed cakes, and a bowl of porridge in a clay pot and laid them out one by one.

The big bad wolf is fast, and these things still exude bursts of heat.

Nalan Jinnian looked at the mutton dumplings that were as white and fat as ingots, as well as two chicken rolls, and a small clay pot of fragrant and thick scallop chicken porridge, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his mood was inexplicably better.

He first scooped a spoonful of porridge and tasted it, it was delicious and delicious, soft and glutinous and sweet, moderately thick, and left a fragrance on his teeth and cheeks after eating.

Soon, Nalan Jinnian ate two mutton dumplings from the full breakfast.

At this time, Feng Nianchen walked in, he smelled the aroma of food in the room, and saw two white fat dumplings on the plate.

It's delicious at first sight!

His eyes widened, and he looked at Steward Yuan angrily: "Steward Yuan, why is my breakfast different from your master's?" ”

What did he eat just now, a mushy porridge, steamed and stiff buns, almost knocked his teeth out!

What's the deal with this injustice?

Nalan Jinnian didn't give someone who was babbling, picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth elegantly.

Feng Nianchen saw that there was only one dumpling left, so he threw himself to the round table, picked up the last one directly with his hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and took a bite: the juice was tender and tender, and the umami taste was abnormal.

It's delicious!

And it's so delicious that your tongue wants to swallow it!

Feng Nianchen was even more dissatisfied in his heart!

"Good! Steward Yuan, you secretly prepare such delicious food for your master, and prepare pig food for me! How can you do that? ”

Steward Yuan was aggrieved: "Young Master Feng, the master didn't prepare these early." It was prepared by Miss Wen for her master. ”

Pig food? That's the breakfast he worked so hard to make, isn't it? He eats it himself!

Feng Nianchen looked at Nalan Jinnian with a surprised expression: "Why did the little girl prepare breakfast for you?" Don't prepare for me? ”

Did he eat his portion?

Nalan Jinnian: "I paid the silver to ask her to do it." ”

Feng Nianchen listened and said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you let her prepare one more for me?" Don't you know how unpalatable the things made by Steward Yuan? It's even worse than pig food! ”

"Forget." Nalan Jin said lightly.

Feng Nianchen was heartbroken and devastated: Look at this unkind, inhumane, cold-blooded and ruthless person!

In vain, he will not consider himself a brother!

In vain, for the sake of his hands, he forgot to sleep and eat to help him study the antidote!

If you have something delicious, you don't count it as your own!

"Excessive! It's too much! ”

"You can ask her in the afternoon. a hundred taels of silver a month. It's so expensive, and I can't call the shots for you, right? "Nalan Jinnian is a serious way.

Feng Nianchen was dumbfounded: "One hundred taels of silver a month?!! Is there any mistake? One or two, right? ”

"That's right."

"Why don't you go and grab the silver!" One hundred taels of silver a month, and there is no cook in the imperial dining room!

"You can skip it."

Feng Nianchen: "......"

Feng Nianchen looked at Steward Yuan, thinking of the pig food he had just eaten, he lost his appetite, and he thought of the mutton dumplings that had lost his teeth just now, and said bitterly: "Let's eat it!" ”

Otherwise, every time he eats at the same table, the person opposite eats a delicious meal and eats pig food by himself, how can he stand it!

Feng Nianchen asked unrelentingly, "Steward Yuan, is it really so expensive?" ”

Steward Yuan had a serious face: "The master gave him his guqin, a set of pastel-wrapped gold branches inlaid with rubies tea set, and a set of ....... There are also bird's nests, shark fins...... Miss Wen agreed. ”

Steward Yuan said the gifts one by one.

Feng Nianchen didn't speak at all, the red jade guqin alone was priceless, and it was hard to find. Not to mention Master Cheng En's golden basin handwashing!

He's stained with Nalan Jin's light!

One hundred and two months, he still earned!

It's a great deal!

Nalan Jinnian raised his eyes and glanced at him: "That's my thank you gift to Miss Wen." One hundred taels are too expensive for you? The little girl teaches you acupuncture for free, and she knows everything about medical skills, and she can confiscate a penny from you!

She's also your little master, right? Do I have to cook for you for free? ”

Feng Nianchen: "......."

That's right! He hadn't thanked his little master yet.

It's really too cheap to come to think of a hundred taels like this.

Yamashita

After the warm family had breakfast, they went to work again.

Today, Nuan Nuan and Wen Jiarui arrived in the town, and there were already people waiting for them at the stalls.

Some people came late yesterday and didn't buy it, but today they came early, and they brought ceramic plates and put them back.

This thing is cooked, and the warmth also deliberately made a bucket without chili peppers, which is convenient for children to eat.

Bowls of snails were sold, and soon more than half of the five major wooden barrels of snails were gone.

There was no one at this time.

Nuan was still worried about selling tunes, so she explained to Wen Jiarui and went to sell tunes.

The Jiaole Fang was at the end of the street, and Wen Jiarui could see it when he looked up, so he responded.

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The Teaching Music Workshop is a public drama and music academy in this dynasty, and there are many musicians in it.

Every major festival, such as the Lantern Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Chung Yeung Festival, Wanshou Festival, Thousand Autumn Festival, etc., the people of the Jiaole Workshop will set up a stage in the town to show the people, representing the Son of Heaven and the people to enjoy together.

Nuan first went to the ready-to-wear store to buy a set of the cheapest men's clothes, and then changed into them, she tied up her hair with a square scarf,

Dressed up as a man and walked out.

The shopkeeper of the ready-to-wear shop looked at her strangely, and smiled warmly: "This is the clothes I bought for my brother, I haven't worn new clothes, I want to wear them for a while, walk around the street, and have a good time!" I'll change it back in a while, don't say it to the shopkeeper! ”

The shopkeeper suddenly realized, and his warm eyes brought a trace of sympathy.

Girls from poor families generally pick up old clothes from their older brothers and sisters to wear. She longed for a new set of clothes, so she even tried on men's clothes: "Go ahead, I won't say it!" ”

"Thank you!" Warm smiled shyly, and then walked out and went straight to the teaching music workshop.

When she came to the music workshop, a sweet-looking woman stopped her: "This is not a place for children to play, go quickly." ”

"This beautiful sister, I'm not here to play, I'm here to help my brother sell tunes."

"Selling tunes? Let me see. Lin Zheng said disappreciatively.

Since the music workshop released the news of buying good music at a high price, there are more people who come to sell music every day, but most of them are not in the stream.

The better tunes are all sold by those few people, and they are all familiar.

Warmth took out the song she had composed yesterday from her bosom.

Lin Zheng took it, opened it casually, took a look, and was attracted by the elegant and atmospheric font of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing.

After she finished reading the content of the song, she sang it in her heart a few times, her expression changed from casual to serious, and her hands trembled a little with excitement.

She glanced at the warmth, rolled her eyes, suppressed her excitement, and deliberately frowned:

"This is your brother's song?"

"That's right!"

"The handwriting is good, but the music is average, a tael of silver, is it sold?"