In the Rose Ridge Imperial Manor, there were no male creatures, but Yue Wangshu still lived much more comfortably than in the palace.
Free air is of course sweeter.
Not only did she enjoy the salary of a married woman, but she didn't have to serve the emperor. This was clearly her ideal fairy life of "free prostitution and no work."
Get up in the morning, wear a loose bun, don't have to be full of gold and jade, simply wear a pine-colored coat and skirt, hold a big orange and bask in the sun under the persimmon tree outside the main room.
Looking at the trees full of fruits, Yue Wangshu said: "Ask two eunuchs with smart hands and feet to pick all the persimmons."
The pure natural and pollution-free persimmons are bright red and more ostentatious than the oranges on the back of the big orange.
The little eunuch immediately found a ladder and carried a huge basket on his back. After climbing up, he found a basket full of round persimmons. He poured them out, climbed up again and picked again, repeating the cycle, as smart as a monkey.
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When the red sun reaches high in the sky, it’s time to finish picking the persimmons, weighing 200 to 300 kilograms, piled up into a golden and orange hill!
Daju jumped up happily, grabbing a persimmon and rolling it like a ball. Yue Wangshu was worried about how to eat these persimmons. Although they were ripe, the persimmons in this era were all astringent and needed to be removed before they could be eaten.
eat.
It is not difficult to remove astringency. Just scald it with warm water, add strong liquor, and seal it in a warm place for a period of time to remove the astringency.
However, Yue Wangshu prefers to eat persimmons compared to this way of eating.
So he called a few palace maids and asked them to take advantage of the good weather to wash and dry the persimmons, then peel them, tie them into strings with strings, and hang them on the porch to dry. In about half a month, you can eat sweet persimmons.
"Master, don't move! This knife is very sharp. Just let the slaves do the rough work!" Xiaoju saw that she actually picked up the knife and persimmon, rushed up and snatched them away alive.
Yue Wangshu:...I'm not that clumsy, am I?
The palace maid Xiao Furong put a thick satin cloak on her body and said, "The wind has picked up. Master, you should go back to the house."
Xiaoju was leading three or four palace maids to peel persimmons quickly. At this moment, there were more than a dozen strings of small lantern-like persimmons hanging in the corridor, swaying gently in the wind. The air was filled with the fragrance of persimmons, which was really pleasant.
Yue Wangshu suddenly felt like she was like a useless snack who could only move her mouth but not her hands.
Little Furong pushed Yue Wangshu back into the main room, then brought tea and snacks in. "It's so good, why does the master suddenly want to eat persimmons?" - This is not a valuable thing.
Yue Wangshu took a sip of qiju tea and said, "I just think that making persimmon cakes is quite interesting."
Suddenly, Yue Wangshu couldn't help but think of the peeling knife. If you are clumsy, you may hurt your hands.
She instantly thought of the peeling artifact of later generations! With that thing, she wouldn’t have to worry about peeling herself!
Thinking of this, Yue Wangshu stopped drinking tea and quickly walked to the desk. Little Furong immediately stepped forward to rub ink knowingly, "Master, do you want to write or paint?"
Yue Wangshu said "Huh", she spread out a piece of rice paper and said: "It's just like painting!"
After a while, a simple peeling tool that doesn’t hurt your hands was finished. “Find a craftsman and make it as soon as possible!”
However, when the peeling artifact was created, it was already three days later.
The deft palace maids around her have already peeled more than 200 kilograms of persimmons! Not only are the corridors full of them, there are even several shelves set up in the courtyard to hang the persimmons!
But Yue Wangshu is not discouraged. After peeling the persimmons, he can still use them to peel other fruits!
This inconspicuous "artifact" could at most relieve some of the burden on the cooks and maids of the Rose Ridge Palace, and it did not cause too much trouble.
Yue Wangshu just handed out the "artifacts" and ignored them. She focused more on the persimmons drying outside the house. When she had nothing to do, she would go out and inspect them, and sometimes she would pinch them a few times.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, the persimmons are being dried day by day, and God is kind, and it is sunny almost every day.
Yue Wangshu didn't like eating persimmons that were too dry and hard, so within half a month, she was almost done with them and tasted a few. She felt they were soft and waxy and had a good sweetness, so she asked someone to collect the persimmons. Two hundred
There were many kilograms of persimmons and more than seventy kilograms of persimmon cakes. Yue Wangshu couldn't finish it no matter how much he ate.
Of course, there was no need to sell it for money. In addition to eating some for himself and sharing some with the palace people around him, Yue Wangshu decided to send the rest back to the palace.
Every once in a while, the Ministry of Internal Affairs will send her food and clothing, the most important of which is food. In Shuyuan's case, she eats thirty kilograms of pork every day - of course, she now lives far away in the Imperial Mansion.
Of course, the Ministry of Internal Affairs cannot deliver the food once a day. In order to ensure the freshness of the ingredients, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has replaced the pork with bacon, bacon and ham. As for the mutton and poultry in the quota, it will be delivered directly to live animals.
Eat and slaughter.
In order to preserve these living animals, Li Yue, the eunuch of the capital, had to build sheep pens and chicken coops in the side courtyard, and also arranged for people to feed them every day.
Therefore, inspecting his property has become one of Yue Wangshu's pastimes.
In the afternoon of that day, after eating half a plate of persimmon cakes, Yue Wangshu carried Da Ju to the west courtyard.
The sheep pen, chicken coop are all clean and there is almost no smell.
There is only one sheep in the sheep pen, but there are already more than a dozen chickens, ducks and geese in the chicken coop, which looks quite lively. After all, her monthly quota of mutton is 90 kilograms, but there are three poultry meals every month.
As many as ten.
"There are two more black-bone chickens." Yue Wangshu discovered that there were two more white-velvet chickens in the chicken coop.
White hair, looks quite cute.
Yue Wangshu asked the eunuch Sasu next to him: "How many eggs were collected today?"
"Master, twelve, six eggs, four duck eggs, one goose egg, and one black egg!" said the little eunuch Sasao with a happy face.
It looked like there would be no need to buy eggs anymore. Yue Wang Shun Shun Shun's hair on Daju in his arms, Daju also loved eating eggs.
Flying snow fell from the sky.
Yue Wangshu couldn't help but hug the big orange in his arms tightly, winter is here...
Back in the main hall, Little Furong was boiling a pot of black tea on the charcoal basin. The tea was boiling and steaming, and the whole room was filled with a strong aroma of tea.
When she saw her master coming back, Xiao Furong quickly poured a cup of hot black tea and served it to her. Then she looked at the snow particles on her master's shoulders.
"Is it snowing outside?"
Yue Wangshu blew in the hot air, and the mist shrouded her eyes. She felt a little dazed. She said with emotion: "Yes, it's the first snow this year."
It was also the first snow since she came to this world. This chapter has been completed!
