Chapter 2 Got a chicken
Pot-soled shoes are not easy to walk, but a professional who wears ten-centimeter high heels is not a thing, and he still walks smoothly, and her little palace maid will often feel that these shoes will throw her master down at any time.
On the way, the plum blossoms in the plum garden bloomed very well, especially the red plums, and Mo Xin saw a budding flower to be released when he passed by, and inserted it in a bun.
Mint combed her with a small two handfuls of hair, she had no jewelry, only a silver hairpin and two velvet flowers, and wore a plain and elegant, slightly monotonous, just this red plum is surprisingly gorgeous, adding a little joy to the New Year, and others are also happy to see it.
Halfway through, Mint caught up, panting, but with joy, and she didn't even breathe, so she happily told her the good news: "Little, little lord, today...... I got it today...... Got a chicken, little master! ”
"Let's ...... We're going to have to be half a year younger...... Ha...... I haven't eaten chicken for half a year! ”
I! Zuan's beautiful words! (a plant)
Mursing was overjoyed.
Last time, when was the last time I ate chicken, oh yes, I was affected by the wind and cold, and the Qixi family banquet was taken care of by the queen's mother, and I added an extra pot of chicken soup, and the pot of chicken soup was taken back to the kitchen by mint after the banquet and even the soup with slag was brought back to Cuizhuyuan, and I was reluctant to eat it several times, and I also borrowed silver to cook chicken noodles in a hot pot in the small kitchen.
That is, they are really greedy, they can pull down their faces and ask for the back kitchen, and replace them with a head and a face, at most, they can drink such a small bowl at the banquet, how can they really go to the back kitchen to serve such a long pot and take it back.
The kitchen used them as a joke for a while, and some concubines would beat her with it.
Concubines, if there is no conflict of interests, you can stop ignoring them three or five times.
As for the back kitchen, it is a villain idler mixing a pot, watching the dishes, not treating them for a long time, according to the convention, most of the nobles who don't eat should be cheap for them, this fresh chicken soup, is mixed in the kitchen, and it is rare to taste it once.
Thanks to Mint's sincerity, it is also a good popularity at the bottom, and the ghost idea of bringing Mo Xin from time to time makes the kitchen cook emerge and make some fresh dishes for the harem nobles to be happy, so that they will not be treated coldly, and the rules are as usual.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to eat hot food today, not to mention the long way back and forth, but this morning meeting may not last long, alas, it's a pity." Mursin covered his mouth with a handkerchief, afraid that his happy rahazon would be seen when he came out.
No way, the rules in this palace are very dead, the proportion is given pork, only pork, ten catties of pork can't be exchanged for a chicken, except for the palace banquet has the opportunity to eat meat other than pork, the rest depends on whether the leaders can remember, two chickens will be allocated for everyone to enjoy a year.
Giving money can make you move, but it's expensive!
Mursin would rather save money!
The original owner's body is not very good, and she has become healthier and healthier since she came over, but it is better to prepare more life-saving silver in case of emergency, after all, the medicinal materials in the hospital are also very expensive!
She's so poor! There are only five taels of silver per month.
And the price of this palace is sky-high, what is missing, less than a year will not be added, the annual share is there, not much deduction is good, and if you want more, you have to add money.
What to do, a bowl is more expensive than her, and without her, she has to make a bowl and hold the rice to eat.
Of course, this is a metaphor, the promised utensils of daily life, which are more than enough for several years, and the share saved is enough to be replaced at any time.
Whenever I think of this, Mo Xin suddenly realizes, no wonder some concubines like to smash cups and bowls of porcelain, and they can't use new ones if they don't smash them!