Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it has entered the end of October.

Meng Wei raised her head slightly, squinted her eyes, and let the slightly cool wind blow.

She had been busy and full before, so she didn't care so much about anything else, and the osmanthus tree in the yard had lost the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus at some point.

Pull up the coat, the weather is gradually getting cooler, recently lowered her head to read, so that her cervical spine is a little sore, early in the morning after running in the yard twice to rest under the osmanthus tree.

"Xiaowei, come and see, this salted duck egg is so oily, it makes people want to eat it when they look at it."

Meng Wei saw that Zhen'er was holding a salted duck egg that had been peeled in half, and with a light pick of chopsticks, the oil in it rushed out, surrounding Zhen'er's fingers.

"Ah, I won't tell you, come and drink porridge, I'll wash my hands first."

Since the salted duck eggs and preserved eggs she pickled last month were ready, a bowl of thick white porridge with a yellow and red, oily salted duck egg felt really delicious.

The salted duck eggs made by Meng Wei were well received by everyone in the house as soon as they came out, anyway, duck eggs are cheaper than eggs, Meng Wei pickled a lot at one time, and gave a good relationship to the maid and the maid, and the master would not say anything if he knew.

As for preserved eggs, although she also made a lot, but they were less than salted duck eggs.

At first, Aunt Lin and Zhen'er saw the preserved eggs that were even yellow, orange and orange, and they refused to try it as if they were looking at the plague, and finally tried it, and they all had indescribable expressions.

Meng Wei just smiled mysteriously at this, this preserved egg does not taste good when eaten alone, so that night, Meng Wei added some lean meat, plus diced preserved eggs and lean porridge cooked together, which was once again praised by everyone, and since then they have often made preserved egg and lean porridge.

Turning her neck left and right, the sore feeling is no longer there, replaced by comfort and relaxation, this body is only in her early tens, she doesn't want to have a sore back at a young age.

The second batch of salted duck eggs was actually good yesterday, but there was not enough time, so I simply put it for one more day.

Meng Wei felt that there were many pickled in the first batch, but she couldn't bear the large number of people in the Protector's Mansion, so she ate it after two or three times, so Meng Wei made the second batch.

Those people haven't eaten salted duck eggs for more than half a month, and they have long missed it.

No, I heard that I could eat it this morning, so Aunt Lin asked people to boil white porridge early, just to eat it with the salted duck eggs.

Naturally, it is impossible for the master to eat only the same, especially the Protector and the old lady who like to eat preserved eggs, I heard that they can eat it today, and yesterday they ordered to prepare two more to mix and eat wine, and even Chu Jingfeng and Qian Maotong, who had eaten here last time, came to book a small jar.

Fortunately, the second batch was not made by Meng Wei, otherwise she might really die of overwork.

After drinking the porridge, with salty egg whites and the oily egg yolk, I finished it after a while.

The body, which didn't feel cold just now, suddenly felt warm and rumbling.

The maid has no time to rest, especially for people like Meng Wei, who have no one to take over, so she has a lot of idle time, Meng Wei waited for Ye Zichuan to finish breakfast, Ye Zichuan buried her head in the study, and Meng Wei went back to the kitchen.

Since the last time Meng Wei 'accidentally' revealed Ye Zichuan's visit to the 'Spring Palace' in front of the girl surnamed Mi, I thought that Ye Zichuan would reprimand her when she came back, but I didn't want Ye Zichuan to prohibit her from stepping into the study for several days.

Although she later asked her to send the pastries to the study as usual, she never mentioned that day.

Meng Wei thought about it and felt that it might be the oolong of the 'moon affair' that made this little marquis shy, after all, most of the ancients were secretive about this kind of thing, which made Meng Wei, who was still a little embarrassed, feel funny.

October is a good season for pomegranates to be on the market, and although it is a bit difficult to eat, it does not hinder people who love it, such as Meng Wei.

While listening to Aunt Lin and Aunt Xu talking about some trivial gossip in the house and outside, while eating pomegranates, they echoed a couple of sentences from time to time, which can be regarded as passing the time.

There are few entertainment items here, even if there is no network TV, even those pastimes of fluttering butterflies and listening to operas are used by those ladies and ladies to pass the time, even if Meng Wei wants to see opera, she can't go out of the house from time to time.

So I don't want to be so troublesome, so I can only listen to the gossip of the cooks here to relieve comfort.

I have to say that although this gossip can't catch up with the Internet era, it also spreads quickly, just like the canary raised by the old lady more than an hour ago died and they all knew it, if they hadn't said it, Meng Wei might not have known that there was such a thing.

was listening energetically, but he didn't want Aunt Xu to shut up suddenly, frowning and looking at the door.

When everyone saw this, they knew that someone was coming, and they all looked at it, and saw Yudie standing at the door, covering her mouth and nose with one hand, as if this kitchen was a dirty place, you must know that the stove has been extinguished for more than half an hour, and there is no heat at all, where does the dirt come from?

This rain butterfly felt sorry for her twice, and she naturally didn't have a good impression of the other party, so she still sat still.

Aunt Lin didn't say anything, seeing this, Aunt Hu could only act as this peacemaker, and stepped forward with a smile and asked, "I don't know what happened to Miss Yudie here?" Is it that Madame wants to eat something? ”

"Madame sent me to deliver a message and asked Meng Wei to make some desserts, and in half an hour, I will go to the Third Princess's Mansion with Madame for a banquet."

"To a feast?" Meng Wei was not calm, and looked at Yudie's gaze a little strangely, "The birthday of the third princess?" ”

Yudie snorted, glanced at Meng Wei arrogantly, and said badly: "Who will I ask if you ask me about this?" ”

After speaking, he walked away with a high spirit, so that the faces of the people present were not very good, especially Aunt Hu was also afraid that she would be embarrassed, so she kindly asked, who knew that she didn't even look at her, how could she not be angry if she was still disgraced at such an age?

"Hmph, what's the hum, but it's just a slave in the house like us, can you be more noble than anyone? Xiaowei, I see, she knows that she deliberately didn't tell you, but Madame is reusing you now, you have to take good control of it and rub her sharpness. ”

Meng Wei smiled and didn't speak, Yudie was by her side, like Mama Gui, although she was not as valued by Madame Gui as Mrs. Hou, but in the end, she was also a big celebrity in front of Madame.

This party naturally has a post, and it is not a secret that this kind of thing is pleased, so it is said that the lady will let them match the appropriate clothes and jewelry and hair buns when she goes out, and Yudie said that she doesn't know is obviously nonsense.

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