Ignoring foreign affairs, Song Yao hid in the kitchen.

Since getting Chaotian pepper and those new condiments, Song Yao has changed her way of cooking food every day.

In the past, it was limited by materials, and many delicacies could only be made to the public taste, which was not spicy or fragrant enough, which was a waste of pure natural green food.

After such a busy time, I arrived at Laba.

As the saying goes, Laba Lajiu froze his jaw, Song Yao was afraid of the cold, and he was reluctant to go out, but he still inevitably suffered in the room.

If the fire dragon burns too warm, the hot people will be dry, and the slightly cooler and cold ones don't want to go to the ground.

Fortunately, the house here in the capital has long been replaced with glass windows, and the sun can be seen in winter, and it is not so breathable.

The vision is broad, and the mood is also a lot better.

For most of the month, Song Yao was busy reconciling accounts, with a few powerful henchmen every day, from morning to night.

In order to speed up efficiency, Song Yao has already trained a few little girls to learn to reconcile, otherwise it won't be finished until next year.

"Madam, Laba porridge has been cooked, do you want to eat some?" Red sleeves came in from outside the door, took off the skin, and a little girl stepped forward to help dust the snow and hung it on the hanger.

"Let someone bring some, everyone can rest for a while and move their muscles." Song Yao stood up and stretched.

In the bedroom, study, living room, small flower hall, and dining room, Song Yao made people add fire dragons, but there was still cool air under her feet, and Song Yao had no choice but to do this.

Floor heating or something, or a building is more suitable.

Unless the house is demolished and rebuilt, there is no way to build a ground dragon.

And the mountains on this side of the capital are also far away, and Song Yao can't let people dig a large cellar, which is filled with leaves, and can be smoldered for a winter by lighting it once, and there is no need to worry about the cold.

"Half a month is Xiao Nian, and when the coldest time passes, Mrs. can also go out and walk around." Red Sleeves took a new soup woman and put it on the soft couch, so that Song Yao could warm her feet after sitting down for a while.

Take away Song Yao's used soup woman, and have the little girl below to replace it.

"After the end of this year, the lady must move around more, so the slave maid took it upon herself to prepare a few sets of new clothes for the New Year, and a few sets of jewelry were also added, and it is estimated that they will be delivered in a few days." Red Sleeves sat on the warm couch and poured Song Yao a cup of new tea.

"These things, you just look at the arrangement." Song Yao moved for a while, then lay down lazily, took a sip of the teacup and said, "You also take the time to make a set of clothes for Qingshan, you are married, this rule cannot be abolished." ”

"Yes, the slave knows." Redsleeves blushed, not saying that she was ready.

To check the accounts every day, many things need to be handled by Red Sleeves in person, and the time is very tight, so I can only prepare in advance.

and the father and brother, who have already done their own work and let the caravan take to Yunzhou City.

"Kexin and Qinghai should also be back soon, and when the time comes, the two of them will also set up a family affair, waiting to marry you together, and it will be so lively." Song Yao pondered.

Qingshan is the elder brother, and Qinghai Cheng himself can't cross him, this is the rule.

Red Sleeves wants to keep filial piety, Kexin is a few years younger than Red Sleeves, but she is not afraid of being an old girl, but she is older and more suitable for becoming a biological child.

Red Sleeves chuckled and said, "If Qinghai knew Madame's plan, she would definitely wake up laughing from her dreams." ”

"Oh, a few of you capable girls have been ordered out, and I don't know if there are suitable candidates over there. Sooner or later, you will get married, and it will be a matter of time before you have children, and there will be a shortage of people around me at that time. Song Yao said distressedly.

"Madame!" Red sleeves is an ancient person in the end, and if she becomes a biological child, her face is hot, and she can't wait to turn around and leave.

"When a man gets married, a woman gets married, what's there to be ashamed of." Song Yao teased, and when she saw that Red Sleeves was blushing badly, she shouted to the other girls in the room: "You are still young now, and you all follow Red Sleeves to learn skills, and you will have a bright day in the future." When you can all be on your own, and you meet a man who is happy with each other, you will come to Mrs. Ben to reward your family. Otherwise, when you are old, Mrs. Ben can only make her own decisions to marry you, or if the match is not good, don't cry when the time comes. ”

There are several little girls, the oldest is only twelve or thirteen years old, and the younger one is less than ten years old.

Hearing Song Yao say this, there was a little expectation in his heart, and he felt that his face was burning badly, except for thanks, he couldn't say anything else.

Song Yao was not embarrassed, finished eating Laba porridge, allowed everyone to rest for half an hour, and began to reconcile the accounts again.

In the era when there were no electronic products, reconciliation was all manual, which was really tiring.

It's just that Song Yao is a woman in the end, so she trained the girls to be the bookkeepers, all of them are good at settling accounts, and they have to toss for more than a month.

This is only the account book so far, and when it comes to the beginning of the year, the account book of the month at the end of the year, as well as the account books sent from all over the country one after another, is also a huge project, and I am afraid that it will be good to be able to calculate it by the end of February.

Of course, Song Yao doesn't know how to read all the ledgers, what she has to do is to know the general ledger and check a part of it, otherwise she doesn't need to do anything.

The reason why this year will be concerned is that it is the first time that these little girls have taken the lead, and the second is that there are a lot of new businesses this year, and Song Yao needs to know the profitability in order to confirm which business to focus on next year.

Not only Song Yao's side, but all the big families are counting at the end of the year.

Pavilion Old Mansion.

Mrs. Song has her own dowry, and naturally there are Zhuangzi and shops, and Mrs. Song usually holds it herself, so she knows how much she earns, and she doesn't need to bother too much.

But now that Song Zhiyuan has passed under the name of Song Ge Lao, the account books and income in the mansion need to be checked with Song Li's family, which is also what Song Ge Lao means.

The late Mrs. Song left a rich dowry, there was no mother's family, and the only daughter was missing, so this dowry was handed over to Mrs. Song to take care of, and Song Ge Lao would often look at it.

As for whether Song Ge always wanted to commemorate his deceased wife, or was afraid that Mrs. Song would do something secretly, only Song Ge Lao knew in his heart.

"The husband is now passed to his mother's name, and the mother has no other children, so these dowries should be given to the husband." In the local view, Song Li's dowry is still relatively rich, but when he arrives in the capital, he is in the middle and lower class.

Therefore, after learning that the late Mrs. Song had such a rich dowry, she suddenly became greedy.

Naturally, the mother that Song Li said was the title of the late Mrs. Song.

"I can't do these things, if you want to take them, go to the master and tell them." Mrs. Song's expression was faint, but her heart was full of disdain.

In the end, it came out of a small place, and the shallow eyelids were disgusting.

Mrs. Song also wanted to possess these things, but she knew that she couldn't get them, so she stopped thinking early, and she didn't care about these properties, but she maintained a meager income, and she was merciful not to let the store go down.

Every time she checked these account books, Mrs. Song was like a fish in her throat, but this was the only reason why Song Ge Lao would take the initiative to talk to her, so she could only suppress the hatred in her heart.

"I'll mention this matter to my husband." Song Li glanced at the lotus flower and said, "So many account books are enough for me to read for a few days, so I will take them back to my room to read them, so as not to disturb my mother to deal with other things." ”

Song Li was impatient to leave with the account book, as if she had taken the account book and she had mastered everything.

Mrs. Song didn't stop her, and a sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth.

Dare to fight the idea of these things, this Song Li clan is really a fool, wait to make Song Ge Lao angry.

"I heard that the second master has given the eldest young master a lot of industry, even if he has a small amount of silver, how can the young lady still be so petty?" Seeing that Mrs. Song was unhappy, Caixia muttered: "The young lady just took the account book away, obviously not looking at Mrs. in her eyes." I haven't heard of any young lady who is so unruly, and I don't know the rules of the province in the morning and dusk on weekdays. ”

"That's it, she likes to read the ledger, so she can take it and read it, she can't get those things anyway." The young lady hooked her lips slightly, and instructed Caixia: "These things belong to the eldest lady, even if the eldest lady is missing, the master will not give it to others, and when the eldest lady comes back in the future, she will give the eldest lady a dowry." In whose hands it is now, and what difference does it make? ”

At that time, Song Ge got married and married a woman whose identity was unknown, but it caused a sensation in the capital, and the entire Song family did not agree to this marriage.

But Song Ge Lao insisted on marrying that woman, and I don't know how many women's hearts were broken.

Later, when she got married, the woman actually brought a dowry that was so rich that it was staggering, and it was easy to buy the capital.

Although the Song family has a concubine to do business, in the end, it is a big branch, and a lot of wealth has been dispersed, and it is no longer the grand occasion of the past.

It was precisely because Song Ge Lao married such a rich wife that the second master had capital, and soon brought the Song family's business back to life.

But Song Ge Lao's wife died due to dystocia, and although her dowry was left in Ge Lao's mansion, the capital given to the second master was not recovered.

Song Ge Lao has never thought of this because of the pain of losing his wife, and then his daughter disappeared again, and he has not seen things outside his body even more lightly, and he has not mentioned it all these years.

Mrs. Song knew very well that not only did she not want Song Yuyao to come back, but many people did not want Song Yuyao to return safely, so that such a large sum of money could be taken for herself.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Song sneered again.

What if that is a legend?

If she can't protect her daughter after she dies, even her wealth can't be kept.

Caixia didn't know what Mrs. Song was thinking, all she was thinking was Mrs. Song's words.

The former lady left so much dowry, as long as the eldest lady never came back, sooner or later it would belong to the eldest young master.

And she Caixia is also going to marry the eldest young master in the future, aren't those things equal to hers?

Thinking about it like this, Caixia's eyes lit up suddenly, her things can't be cheapened by others, and they will all be left to her children in the future.

With so much property, who would dare to look down on her as a maid when she married Song Zhiyuan in the future?

The more Caixia thought about it, the happier she became, and her back unconsciously straightened a little, as if she was already that person.

The master and servant have their own thoughts, but they don't notice each other's abnormalities, but their goals are surprisingly consistent.

Song Yuyao must not return to the old mansion.

Let's say that after Song Li returned to the room with the account book, he did not check it according to his mood, but looked through what industries they had.

After reading it, the whole person couldn't sit still.

"I really didn't expect that my cheap mother-in-law would have so much dowry, but it was much heavier than mine." Song Li's eyes lit up, he threw the account book aside, and shouted loudly: "No, I must catch all these properties in my hands, even if Song Zhiyuan's bastard has more women, he is not afraid of not being relied on." ”