Fu Qinghui tapped the box containing the money and took out two broken pieces of silver. "First go to the kitchen and ask for a plate of chestnut cakes, and then ask the embroiderer to make two new clothes."
In the backyard of the third emperor's daughter, if you have to use these servants without paying them, the quality will definitely be worrying.
Let’s just say that this plum blossom cake may be unpalatable when made.
The new clothes must be made of rags and strips of cloth, and they may not be wearable anyway.
Of course, these are all aimed at the servants who are not very favored. If the starter is favored, or has a strong background, these servants will never dare to act like this.
Make your way according to the wind, worship the superior and ignore the inferior, wait and see what is served...
These faces really disgusted Fu Qinghui, but he had no choice but to please these people.
Otherwise, it would be fine for him to be pampered now. If one day he is ignored, he may not even be able to eat a plate of hot food, and he will not be able to get a charcoal fire in the winter, and he will be cold to death.
This is not Fu Qinghui's random talk, there are precedents.
Is that the person from the palace who was sent by the father of the third princess? He didn't die quietly. It was said that he died of illness.
The young man looked at Fu Qinghui, who had lost a lot of weight, with distressed eyes, "Sir, I'll go back right now."
The capital is not close to Mingcheng, and it takes three months to go back and forth. When the boy came back with the money, Shen Jiao had already taken Fu Youan, Jiang Mian, and Du Wan to the capital to catch the exam.
As soon as they arrived in the capital, Jiang Mian and Du Wan wanted to go for a walk around the brothel, but Shen Jiao stopped them and went to the study together to discuss the exam questions.
It was already early February, and early March was the time for the examination, and many candidates for the new imperial examinations rushed to the capital.
The already lively capital city has become even more lively in the past two months. The inns are overcrowded, especially the inns closer to Gongyuan, which have been filled up early, and the price of a room has increased several times than usual.
Shen Jiao and Jiang Mian arrived neither early nor late, and rented a small courtyard together. It only took about ten minutes to walk from Gongyuan.
After the three of them arrived, they stayed behind closed doors all day long and studied hard.
Oh~ No.
Only Jiang Mian and Du Wan were studying hard.
Shen Jiao has never touched books at all.
For example, right now, Jiang Mian and Du Wan were immersed in reading, while Shen Jiaoren was in the kitchen, lowering her head and blowing twice to light the fire on the stove.
I looked up and saw Fu Youan skillfully chopping vegetables not far away.
"You'an."
Shen Jiao whispered, and after stabilizing the fire, she led Fu Youan to sit on the edge of the stove, "You watch the fire, I'll do it, be careful if you cut your hand, I will feel bad."
Fu Youan's face was full of helplessness, "My wife, I can do it. I have been cooking in the Fu family for many years."
"But here, these are not what you should do."
Shen Jiao tapped the tip of his nose lightly, "My husband, you just need to enjoy the love of your wife."
Fu Youan lowered his head a little shyly, and was worried that she had never done such rough work before. He was about to persuade her a few more words, but when he raised his head and took a closer look, Shen Jiao moved more quickly than he did.
In a few seconds, four or five vegetables were stir-fried, and a basin of soup was cooked.
It was a cold day in February, and Fu Youan was sitting in front of the stove. The burning firewood made his whole body warm, and his face was a little hot from the firelight.
Shen Jiao raised her hand and touched it.
Her fingertips were dipped in cold water and felt cold.
Fu Youan first shrank from the cold, then held Shen Jiao's hand and breathed a sigh of relief, "My wife, I will do it from now on. You are about to take part in the test. If you accidentally catch a cold~"
Before Shen Jiao could say anything, he seemed to realize something was wrong and quickly lowered his head, "Bah, bah, bah! My wife is in such good health, she will definitely not catch a cold."
Shen Jiao raised her lips slightly, "You'an is so cute."
She had just stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around Fu Youan's waist, and was about to say a few colorful words that were difficult to say in front of others, when she heard Jiang Mian's passionate call from outside.
"Sister, if you and your husband don't come out, we will starve to death."
Fu Youan was shy and quickly pushed Shen Jiao away and said, "Come right now."
"I'm used to them being such scoundrels."
Shen Jiao snorted softly, hugged Fu Youan and kissed him, then let go and went to serve the food, "You come in and eat, it will get cold after a while outside."
After dinner, Fu Youan was about to get up and clear away the dishes, but was stopped by Shen Jiao, "Let them go, no matter how hard it is for you and me, they will have to work hard."
"Master Wife, you all have to prepare for the exam. It's my turn to take care of you."
"Is there anything I should or shouldn't do?"
Shen Jiao waved her hand, leaving the dishes and chopsticks for Jiang Mian and Du Wan to clean up, and led Fu Youan back to the room.
Jiang Mian and Du Wan looked at each other with bowls in their hands.
"Senior sister, do you spoil her husband a little too much?"
Hearing this, Du Wan gave Jiang Mian an elbow and said, "Why do you care so much? The young senior sister and her husband have a good relationship. You and I should be happy. We should quickly pack up the dishes and go back to the house to rest."
"I haven't done it."
"Say it like I did."
Two little idiots in the kitchen were studying how to wash dishes and pots. After a while, they broke two bowls.
Fortunately, it was not the curfew time yet, so the two of them secretly picked up the broken pieces of the bowl and threw them out the door, then quickly bought a few new ones and put them in the kitchen.
He comes and goes like a thief.
Jiang Mian looked at the new bowl and couldn't help but sigh, "How can the little senior sister know how to cook?"
Not only can he cook, but he can also ride horses, hunt, archery, and drive chariots. He is also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
It makes her look like a waste.
He is not good at writing or martial arts, he only knows how to eat.
Even Du Wan couldn't help but shake his head lightly, "Young senior sister, this is God's gift of food. She is extremely talented and can master anything. To compare with her is to defeat yourself."
Of course, Shen Jiao didn't hear the two people's emotions. She was teaching Fu Youan how to write in the room, kissing him if he made a mistake.
In the end, Fu Youan was bullied until his face turned red and he refused to write any more before he gave up.
In the blink of an eye, it was early March, and the students entered the Gongyuan overnight. Shen Jiao and the others went together, but they were not next to each other and were still far apart.
The exam papers were handed out early the next morning.
They were busy writing in the tribute courtyard, and Fu Youan, who was worried, took a carriage to the most popular temple in Beijing.
He devoutly begged Shen Jiao and the others to be named on the gold medal list, but little did he know that he was being targeted.
"Isn't that...Fu Youan?"
Fu Qinghui and his young boy also came to worship Buddha and ask for a son. When they were in a trance in the crowd, they caught a glimpse of Fu Youan.
At first he thought it was his illusion, but when he looked more carefully...
That’s right, it’s Fu Youan!
"Why did Fu Youan come here?"
Fu Qinghui frowned and asked.
The boy beside him pursed his lips slightly and said in a slightly hesitant tone: "Last time I returned to Mingcheng, the master said that Shen Jiao was admitted to Mingcheng's Jieyuan. This time, she probably brought Fu You'an to the capital. Right."