After getting off the oxcart on the gentle slope, Old Yuan was indeed watching from the gate of the yard.
"Why did you get home at this hour? Did I hear the sound of stones?" Seeing the person back, Old Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"I discussed some business with Mr. Lu, so I was delayed. I added twelve people. They came back on Uncle Wujin's bullock cart. I left them at the inn to eat. Uncle Du will bring them back later. We also
Let's eat, I'm already hungry, what can I make from milk that's delicious?" Song Qiu said as he followed Old Yuan's family inside.
When Old Yuan heard that twelve people had been added, he uttered an ouch and couldn't help but said: "Isn't it just a few people? Why so many? It cost a lot of money, right? What did Mr. Lu say? Doubanjiang, he can
want?"
"It's not like you don't know how to make milk. What delicious food can I make? Whatever you do."
As he said this, he saw the food box in Aling's hand and said, "What is this? Did you pack the food?"
"Not too much, not too much, this is just right. I made an agreement with Mr. Lu, and he will send someone to pull the goods tomorrow, and I gave him all the money."
Song Qiu responded. Seeing her mother seeing the food box, she hurriedly said: "I haven't packed the food. That's for tomorrow. Ah Ling, put it in the cupboard and put it away first to avoid rats."
Ah Ling knew that this was a surprise and that she would only be able to see it tomorrow. After hearing this, she hurriedly slipped into the kitchen room.
Old Mrs. Yuan listened, but she didn't ask any more questions, and she didn't think about going to see her. Her granddaughter was old and had her own opinions. She asked what she should and couldn't ask, so she didn't ask.
Looking at the looks of the two granddaughters, it was obvious that they didn't want her to see them now.
We'll find out tomorrow.
Entering the stove room, candles were lit inside and food was simmering on the stove. Song Qiu helped Old Yuan put the food on the table.
A plate of fried meat with salted vegetables and a plate of fried eggs with leeks.
Old Yuan was used to boiling vegetables with water, and now he also learned how to stir-fry. No matter how it tastes, fried food is always better than boiled food.
Song Qiu chuckled, "It's made with milk, and it smells delicious!"
Aling put the food box and came over, sniffed and smiled, "It smells good! I love food made with milk!"
Old Yuan was very amused and said deliberately: "Well, then I will cook for you every day from now on. Don't even think about going to the inn to eat."
Eat it every day.
Aling smiled, rolled his eyes at Song Qiu, and quickly sat down to eat.
Song Qiu doesn't really want to eat food made with milk every day. It's not that he can't eat it, but he really doesn't want to treat his mouth badly every day.
Looking at the expressions of her two granddaughters, Old Yuan was happy, "You don't want to eat every day, and neither do I! I'm used to eating Aqiu's cooking, and I don't want to be wronged anymore!"
If you can eat something that tastes good, who would want to eat something that doesn’t taste good?
So, this person has lived a good life, but it is really difficult to go back to the hard life.
Old Yuan looked at her granddaughter's thin shoulders and couldn't help but sigh.
Not long after dinner, Du Chuanfu also came with Lu Yan and others.
Only the women were brought here, while Wang Laifu and the three men stayed in the inn and slept in a large bunk until the house was warmed up before moving back.
From the shop in the town to the Guandao Inn, Lu Yan and others had almost figured out who the new owner's family was.
So no one was surprised when they entered the village.
The main reason is that they are now the girl's servants, and the deed of prostitution is in the girl's hands. No matter who the girl is from, they have to serve her wholeheartedly.
Otherwise, being sold around would not be a good thing for them.
Who knows where it will be sold next time.
So people in the village just stay in the village, and it's quite quiet.
It was pitch dark all around, and no one could see clearly the big house next to it. When they entered the courtyard of the Zhang family, they just thought that this was the master's house.
It was getting late, and Song Qiu didn't have time to introduce or give instructions at this moment. He arranged everyone's accommodation and asked them to rest separately and get up early tomorrow.
The Zhang family is quite spacious. In addition to the upper room, there are seven or eight other rooms.
Several occupied rooms are equipped with beds.
As for the bedding, Song Qiu later added new beddings one after another, and the original ones were not lost and were kept.
It's enough to take them out now.
Let's just make do with it for a few days now, wait until the wine in the greenhouse is ready, and then make arrangements.
A dreamless night.
Song Qiu stretched her back and opened her eyes, and saw her mother sitting by the bed, which frightened her.
"What are you doing sitting here, Mom?"
Alinglei couldn't help but get up early to practice Qigong, and her mother also saw that she got up earlier than she did.
Every day when she wakes up, she is the only one in the house.
Old Yuan pointed outside, "I would like to go out and do some work, but I have nowhere to start." She felt light and got up early, and these people got up earlier than she did.
Song Qiu heard this strangely, put on his clothes and got out of bed, walked to the door with his shoes on, and opened it.
When I saw the scene outside, I was stunned.
In the yard, Granny Shi was sweeping the yard with a big broom.
The green smokers were cleaning the windows of each house with rags.
Mother Yu, her daughter and Mrs. Lin were sweeping the backyard.
Everyone was busy in the front yard and back yard.
Seeing this scene, Song Qiu thought that it was lucky that Wang Laifu and the others didn't move in. Otherwise, if the work today wasn't enough for them, wouldn't they be allowed to go to the roof to pick up tiles?
But they all have a good eye for work.
But doing this so early in the morning seems a bit overwhelming.
She left the room and cleared her throat.
When everyone saw Song Qiu coming out, they stopped what they were doing and bowed respectfully, "Good morning, miss."
Song Qiu waved her hand, indicating that they should be busy first. They were already busy, and seeing that the cleaning was almost finished, she couldn't just say stop and stop working, right?
She just waved to Lin and Wang Chunxi and followed her into the kitchen to make breakfast.
The two of them followed into the kitchen house and waited politely for Song Qiu to speak.
This batch, except for the red dates, were all servants of wealthy families who had been working as servants for many years. The rules and so on were engraved in their bones. They said and did what they said without having to waste words, which made people worry-free.
Song Qiu pointed out to Lin where the rice, noodles, etc. were placed, "What do you know, watch and do it, everyone will eat the same thing."
Mrs. Lin was busy and respectful.
She used to work on the stove in the big kitchen. She had to cook for many people every day, so it was easy to be busy.
But the big kitchen where she used to work had a dazzling array of ingredients and everything, which was different from here.
She looked around, decided what to do, and quickly got to work.
Although Song Qiu said they would cook the same thing, she did not do so. Instead, she made breakfast for Song Qiu and the three of them alone.
Minced meat porridge, sesame pancakes, and egg custard.
They simply cooked a pot of porridge and spread out leek pancakes.
While eating breakfast, Du Chuanfu also took Wang Laifu and the other three to the village, and also brought vegetables and meat, which Tao Zheng had gotten up early to buy.
Now that there are more people, naturally more will be sent over.
They had eaten at the inn, so Song Qiu asked Du Chuanfu to take the three of them to pack the bean paste.
When Tengguo came over, the vat containing the bean paste was locked in a separate room.