"You have just entered the mansion and you are young, I will tell you the rules in this mansion in detail, and if you don't understand it, come and ask me!"

After eating, Zhao Liuyi and his new girls stood under the corridor to listen to the training, and the mother-in-law at the top chattered for about ten minutes, which should be summed up as follows:

After entering the house, they will work hard, and the master's order is greater than the sky, but in view of the fact that they will not be able to serve the master for a while, this article will not be said first.

The main thing is to be obedient.

"This should be seen and not seen, what should be said and what should not be said, you need to have a rod and scale in your heart, don't make a mistake to make the master unhappy, once or twice can still be maneuvered, if you make a series of mistakes, you have to take the wrong place and sell it, out of the door of Rongguo Mansion, but there is no such a good life!"

The four little girls nodded yes, and the first lesson of selling themselves as maids was to be beaten.

With the contact of going to class together, the four little girls quickly became acquainted.

After a few little beans, they didn't dare to wander around, so they all went back to the dormitory to stay.

After a full meal, the children become lively and can already say a few words to each other.

It's just not good to feed the screams.

"My name is Wang Qi, the seventh in the family, I was born in September, and I am seven years old this year, what about you?"

Someone took the lead and began to introduce themselves.

Both said they were six years old, one in March and one in May. Zhao Liu listened on the sidelines, and unconsciously picked his ears, what a presumptuous name, the one born in March is called Zhang San, and the one born in May is called Li Si.

For a while, Zhao Liu didn't feel that his name was ugly, wasn't it better than Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Er, and Mazi?

She is the youngest, and she is a newcomer, and today she has seen how precocious the ancients were, and she did not dare to make friends with anyone rashly.

So he pinched the corner of his skirt and said timidly, "My name is Zhao Liu, I was born in June and June, and I am five years old this year." ”

Someone took them to the warehouse to receive the dress, futon and name waist tag, and there was a pair of copper butterfly clips with exquisite workmanship in the dress.

The master has not given a name, they are still called by their own name, the waist card is a palm-sized piece of Nan bamboo, I don't know what the ancients used to polish, smoother than the seven little old men out of the plate, the word Zhao Liu was written in ink, and the rope was a temporary waist card.

Zhao Liu saw the novelty of the butterfly card, she had little hair when she was a child, and she never stopped the card, and when she got older, she passed the age of the card.

Now dressed as Zhao Liu, although the hair is dry, but the amount of hair is barely enough to tie two maids' buns, the butterfly clip is pinned to the hair, with the action of the person, the spring tentacles on the butterfly are shaking, and it looks lifelike.

The group returned to the dormitory, put down the mattress and clothes, and went to listen to the training again. He was trained until the sun set in the west, and then he returned to his dormitory again.

The thick cotton mattress is cushioned under him, Zhao Liu sits on the bed with a pillow core, and the pillow is filled with chaff, which can be clumped into various heights according to the shape of the head, and there is a faint fragrance when he sleeps at night.

There is a screen made of cabinets at the head of the bed, it is this screen with storage function that separates the two beds, one side of the bed is against the wall, and if a tent is hung on one side, it forms an independent small space.

It's a pity not to let hang the curtains.

However, this is also many times stronger than sleeping in Zhao's house.

She didn't miss the Zhao family, she hadn't eaten two full meals since she came through, but she entered the Rongguo Mansion and ate two meals on the first day.

This day is good, Zhao Liu slept the sweetest and most comfortable night since the crossing, there was no hunger in his dream, no cold, and he seemed to have returned to modern times in a trance.

Just as she was still reminiscing about sharing durian cakes with her friends, she heard someone in her ear shouting to her, Sister Zhao Liu, it's time to be worth it.

Value?

Oooh, great value.

When he heard that he still had 200 yuan per month from next month, Zhao Liu's figure of washing cabbage was more sincere and diligent.

Two hundred yuan, she asked the lady in the kitchen, she can buy ten catties of pork! Although it is only about 200 yuan in RMB, it can be earned purely.

What's more, it will rise in the future, and I heard that the sprinkler in the yard still has half a penny a month.

For a while, Zhao Liu felt that the future was bright.

What's wrong with a few hundred? When she was in school, she also handed out leaflets for 30 yuan a day, and after deducting the round-trip travel and water money, there was nothing left, which was much more tiring than the work in the Guogong Mansion.

"Quick, wash these mustard stalks, and the sour bamboo shoots and chicken skin soup that the Mandarin Duck girl asked for by name can't be delayed."

The cook took out a handful of small dishes from behind the board, handed it to Zhao Liu, who was washing cabbage by the well, and told her to wash this first.

Zhao Liu's hand kept moving, and he carefully cleaned the mustard stem, for fear that there would be mud and dirt in it, and after washing, he took a small plate and brought it to the cook.

The small body was about the same height as the stove, and he stood aside and inhaled intoxicatedly, praising the cook as if she was making a full banquet.

The cook laughed and trembled, and said What do your children know about the Manchu and Han banquets? She won't be a full man. Then he turned and examined the mustard stalks, and then smiled and praised her for her neat and careful work, and for being a good boy.

Zhao Liu was a little shy, she just smelled that the soup was too fragrant and wanted to smell it again. Hearing this, he hurriedly moved out of the kitchen and continued to wash the cabbage.

She didn't know how to make the chicken skin soup with sour bamboo shoots, but she knew who the mandarin duck girl was!

The first-class lady beside the old lady of Rongguo Mansion Shi must be capable, decent, and decent, and is also in charge of the old lady's private treasury, and can stand out among the hundreds of characters in the Red Mansion, which is enough to show the ability of this mandarin duck girl.

It's a pity that she only knows the name, and she doesn't even know what the temperament and temper of this mandarin duck girl is.

knew that there was such an incident, and she kept reading the Red Mansion very well! Not to mention that it is like a stream, it has to be about the same.

After washing vegetables in the kitchen for three days, watching the stove for a day, and learning the craft of steamed eggs with sugar, Zhao Liu was sent to the garden to learn how to sprinkle and sweep.

It's really sprinkling, looking at the broom that is much taller than her, she is a little nervous.

"Ouch, why was such a little bean also sent to sprinkle and sweep?"

The woman who managed the courtyard asked in a loud voice, very dissatisfied, if others saw it, could not say that she deliberately oppressed the next generation?

"I'm sorry lady, I... The slave and maid are new to the house, and the steward said that we should take turns everywhere, and the slave and maid will come to you for the first time today. "People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Zhao Liu felt that she was becoming more and more comfortable calling herself a slave, but the delicious and filling meals every day made her have to bow her head, and she might not be able to find a better job if she left this unit.

The Rongguo Mansion is a first-class wealth in the Red Mansion, even if this family has been going downhill, it has fallen in glory, she is a poor girl who sells herself, there is no better place to go.

In order to keep her job, Zhao Liu is usually more cautious and doesn't talk much, only concentrating on her own work, and when people really ask her, she is willing to say a few more words when she can't hide.

It's a lot wrong, thinking that she is only in contact with some of the lowest maids, all of whom have eighteen sets of crooked hearts, and she speaks and does things in an orderly and organic manner, she doesn't dare to rush to find it uncomfortable.