Zhang Da and Shen Ling took turns pushing the carts, and only rested once, sipping cold water and nibbling steamed buns. When they arrived at Songling Town, there were no people entering the city at the door.
The three people were inspected by the gatekeepers and the goods on the cart were inspected. They paid three more coins and entered the city smoothly.
Zhang Dal came here many times, and without Zhuang Keqing reminding him, he just pushed the cart and walked to Quanshui Street.
The Zhao Mansion is right there.
A familiar person came to the side door, and Zhuang Keqing knocked on the copper door knocker. After a while, the heavy wooden door opened with a creaking sound, and a sleepy head emerged from inside.
"Who is it? It's so early in the morning."
This is my disciple Zhao Ping.
It was his turn to watch the night yesterday, and he didn't sleep much all night. This was when he was sleepy, and he didn't know who came to the door so early. Could it be that Chef Jia ordered fresh fish again?
Zhao Ping was disturbed and was not in a good mood, so his tone was a little impatient.
He narrowed his eyes and was about to say a few words to apologize, but when he raised his eyes and saw the pretty girl standing at the door, he immediately sobered up.
"Miss Zhuang! You are finally here!"
Her facial features were so excited that she seemed to be meeting a biological sister she hadn't seen in years.
Zhao Ping didn't even have time to retract his head, so he used his awkward hands to open the door from the inside, and actually wanted to pull Zhuang Keqing in.
It’s not surprising that he is like this. This girl from the village has already passed away for half a month. The old man and the old lady at home can’t eat that tender tofu. They eat without knowing the taste every day. The worried old man is pulling his beard. Along with them, the servants,
Life was not easy.
Zhuang Keqing stepped back and let go of Zhao Ping's outstretched hand without leaving a trace, but said with a smile on his face, "Yeah, after the matter is done, it's time to come."
Zhao Ping's hand awkwardly maintained the stretched-out posture. Realizing that he had indeed exceeded the rule, he laughed sarcastically and said, "Girl, how much did you bring today? I think many Jia chefs can take care of them all."
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"It's such an exaggeration." Zhuang Keqing smiled and turned around and walked to the car. "I'll unload some goods first. If there's not enough, I'll come out and get them later."
Zhang Da was holding the handle of the cart, and Shen Ling was supporting him. His eyes had not left since Zhao Ping reached out his hand offensively. At this time, his brows were slightly furrowed, wondering what he was thinking.
Unaware, Zhuang Keqing bent down to pick up the rattan basket filled with Zhao's goods and was about to carry it on his back.
"I'll do it." Shen Ling reached out to take her place.
"No, no, no, only people delivering goods can enter the Zhao family." Knowing that the other party was worried about him, Zhuang Keqing gave him a reassuring smile, "I'll be out in a minute, you and Uncle Zhang have a rest first."
Zhao Ping noticed Shen Ling.
He's a stranger, but he's good-looking. He has the temperament of a scholar in him, which is completely the opposite of the dark and thin skinny monkey before.
The servants of the wealthy family had sharp eyes, and with just one glance, they could tell that Shen Ling had a different temperament.
But, why does this kid look at me like this?
But Zhao Ping didn't have time to think about it carefully, so he hurriedly urged Miss Zhuang to come quickly.
"Girl, hurry up and send it to the kitchen now. Maybe the master and his wife will be able to eat it in the morning. That thing, that big boiled dried silk..."
Zhuang Keqing felt funny in her heart, but her movements were really fast. After carrying the basket, she only had time to glance at Shen Ling, nodded to him, and then followed Zhao Ping into the Zhao Mansion.
"Uncle Zhang, are all the servants of Zhao Mansion like this?"
After everyone had gone in, Shen Ling asked Zhang Da, but he didn't say that he saw that the other person's behavior was not very steady.
"Hey, I'm young, but I don't have any bad intentions. I'm afraid it's because the delivery time is too long, so I'm anxious."
Zhang Da also noticed Zhao Ping's move to pull the girl, but he only came here to deliver goods two or three times. He saw that this family's behavior was quite decent, so he was not worried.
Shen Lingwei nodded, but then his eyes stayed on the door of Zhao's house and never moved away.
This is Zhao's kitchen.
Chef Jia has always been obsessed with Zhuang Keqing's tofu ever since his master's banquet made him famous. In addition, after he tasted the Shenzi Braised Meat given by this girl, he felt that Zhuang Keqing was his lucky star.
But since the month before last, when the girl said that she would not be able to come for a while, he had been annoyed for a while and regretted not taking advantage of that time to make more arrangements.
It’s been almost a month, why haven’t you come yet?
Without ingredients, it would be difficult for him to work!
Just as he was sighing every day, Zhao Ping stood at the door of the kitchen.
"Cook Jia, I would like some vegetarian buns this morning, do you have any here?"
"What are you going to eat? Eat your ass, I'm having a hard time now, why are you still thinking about ordering food?"
Chef Jia's relationship with Zhao Ping was okay, and he didn't have any scruples when speaking.
"Are you sure?" Zhao Ping turned aside, revealing Zhuang Keqing behind him, giving Chef Jia a huge surprise.
"Yes, yes, go get it yourself from the cage."
When he met Zhuang Yatou, he didn't have time to pay attention to Zhao Ping, so he drove the people away and came up to help unload the rattan basket.
"How much did you bring today? I covered it all."
As if he was afraid that the little girl would not show up for a long time, Chef Jia wished he could rush outside and pick up all the goods.
Zhuang Keqing was stunned for a moment, then covered his mouth and smiled again.
It’s exactly what Zhao Ping said.
"I brought a lot today, I can take care of you, and I've finished my work, and I'll still come every ten days. Don't worry."
While talking at the stall, Chef Jia was already taking out the items in the rattan basket one by one.
Without even raising his head, he asked, "What's going on? I've been busy for so long. What could be more important than making money?"
"Uncle, I'm married."
"What?!"
Not to mention Chef Jia, even Zhao Ping almost dropped the bun in his mouth in surprise.
"Isn't it the one outside?"
Shen Ling made such a deep impression on people that Zhao Ping immediately thought of him.
Is it normal for this lady to go out on business and her husband to follow her?
"Yeah." Zhuang Keqing responded softly without saying more.
Everyone in the kitchen congratulated them. Chef Jia gathered everything, scratched his head and said, "I don't have anything to give you, so..."
Then he waved to Zhuang Keqing and said mysteriously, "I see that you are too thin and dry, and I don't know how your husband's health is. There happens to be a dietary prescription passed down from home. To raise a human, the ingredients are not expensive. If you go back and buy them, you will eat them for a few months and you will be sure to have a fat boy in one fell swoop."
Zhuang Keqing had a dark look on his face.
They are still young, they are teenagers, why are they about to have a baby?!
And what do you mean she is too dry? How could she be so dry!
He glanced at Chef Jia speechlessly. He smiled happily, and the flesh on his chin trembled. Zhuang Keqing understood immediately.
Compared with you, it is indeed a bit dry.
"Girl, there is actually something else." After talking about the unreliable dietary treatment, Chef Jia became serious again, "The brine you brought last time, I tasted it and it was really good, but it was just some rubbish. No. It’s suitable for a person of our master’s status. Do you think you can get some braised duck and braised chicken and send them over later in the month?”
Zhuang Keqing thought it was a big deal, with a serious expression on his face, but he didn't expect that another businessman was coming to his door.
"No problem. How many braised chicken and braised duck do you want? Where are the ribs?"
Seeing how readily she agreed, Chef Jia felt happy. He told her the quantity he wanted to order, and before leaving, he insisted on stuffing some unreliable dietary prescription into her hand.
Zhuang Keqing accepted it helplessly, and when Zhao Ping sent it out, the note was almost wet with sweat in his hands.
Shen Ling waited at the door, watching the sun rise higher and higher, but there was no movement inside the door, and his face was not as calm as before.
"Girl, you have to go for a long time every time, don't worry." Zhang Da saw clearly from the side and had a good impression of Shen Ling.
This kid is really interested in this girl.
Shen Ling suppressed the slight dryness in his heart and nodded.
As soon as Zhang Dagang finished speaking, the door of the Zhao Mansion opened. Zhuang Keqing came out carrying an empty rattan basket, and Zhao Ping followed behind.
Seeing that the person came out safely, Shen Ling felt relieved and walked forward.
"Girl, please come on time next time."
"I understand, you can go back. Thank you very much."
Zhuang Keqing turned around and was talking to Zhao Ping. Suddenly he felt a light on his back. When he looked back, he saw that the rattan basket had been properly unloaded.
It's Shen Ling.
Smiling gratefully at the young man, Zhuang Keqing turned back and waved, telling Zhao Ping to go back quickly and there was no need to send him off.
