Wear ancient times with a house

Chapter 43 Entertaining Little Guests

For Shen, as her daughter grows older, she also has more and more ideas of her own.Therefore, even though she knew that Song Yun couldn't tell why, she still asked Song Yun symbolically about his needs for a new room.

Song Yun really doesn't know what the ancients' rooms needed, and she is several steps behind Shen's in terms of Chinese aesthetics, but she knows what can make her live comfortably - such as sofas, reclining chairs, and preferably a desk , dressing table.

As for indoor toilets and indoor kitchens, this is a bit unrealistic. In today's era, there is no good system for deodorizing and oil fume removal, and there is no way to completely copy the modern layout.

Fortunately, now she is the lady of the vicious feudal landlord family, and she may be the lady of the official family in the future, and she is not required to do tasks such as pouring the pail, collecting bath water, etc., which is not inconvenient.

She even described and gestured, and introduced to Shen the furniture she wished to have.

It's just that, after listening to it, Shen decided not to think about it. The sofa didn't need to be thought about, not to mention that there were no springs, and the house was not luxurious enough for her to use so much fabric and fur to achieve an effect that could sink her body into it.

Recliner chairs, desks, and dressing tables are easy to handle, and the carpenter can do it right away.Although Shen felt that Song Yun was not very useful now, she asked the carpenter to rush to make her a desk and dressing table, and even bought a bronze mirror.

Bronze mirrors are far less clear than glass mirrors, but they are also a luxury nowadays.A girl from a small family should be pampered, and she can put one in her dowry; if she is not favored, it will probably be difficult to have her own bronze mirror for the rest of her life.

There are several mirrors, large and small, in Song Yun's space, but none of them can be used, at least not at present, so this bronze mirror can be regarded as a solution to her urgent needs.

Song Yun wanted to move, so Shen naturally sent someone to Zhao's house to tell, so as not to make the house messy when Zhao Tong came.

After so busy, Song Yun finally moved into his yard.On the first night, Mrs. Shen was afraid that her daughter would not get used to it, so she came here several times to see her. Seeing that Song Yun was sleeping soundly, and Bai Zhi was also on duty outside with trepidation, she went back with peace of mind.

The second day Song Yun moved into the new courtyard, Zhao Tong came.She didn't dress so well this time, just like Song Yun, she wore a muslin dress and a pink pearl flower on her hair.

Song Yun nodded with satisfaction: This is what it looks like to play games, it is convenient for sitting, lying, and walking.

She greeted Zhao Tong to go in and visit her new room, and introduced to her what it was all about.

Zhao Tong was not surprised by other furniture, but was a little surprised when he saw the desk and the paper and pen on the table:
"Sister Yun has already started to read?"

Song Yun was taken aback. To be honest, it is not uncommon for modern children to memorize ancient poems and learn English at the age of two. She feels that she is too late for enlightenment.

Moreover, the boys in the family all started to memorize Mongolian books at the age of four or five, began to write by hand at the age of five or six, and went to school to study at the age of one or two, so she always felt that her progress was normal.

She recalled her parents' attitude when they learned that she wanted to learn to read, and she didn't object, so she felt more at ease, and replied to Zhao Tong:
"The older brothers in my family are all reading books at this time, and my parents also enlightened me."

Zhao Tong is a little sad:

"My father said that I was weak and couldn't use up my mind, so he never let me study."

Song Yun originally wanted to ask her if she wanted to study with him. The life without classmates was quite boring, but now that she had said that, she didn't dare to mention it.

He could only rack his brains to comfort him:

"Learning doesn't matter whether it's sooner or later. Now I just follow my father to read and write casually. The deeper ones haven't started yet. It won't be too late to learn when my sister is in better health."

Although she was so comforted, Zhao Tong was still a little depressed, and Song Yun didn't know whether she was petty to see that her peers learned more than her, or she just wanted to study, so she had to bite the bullet and change the subject crazily.

After praising Zhao Tong's clothes, beads, and skin, he asked her what she likes to play and eat. It's not that Zhao Tong didn't respond, but she was still not as happy as when she first came.

Song Yun was a little numb, no matter what, she came to be a guest but went back with a bitter face, which seemed to be a bully. If it wasn't for the sake of making her aunt's life easier after marriage, she would really be too lazy to serve such a charming lady.

As a last resort, she confessed the mung bean cake that was smuggled out of space yesterday.

In this day and age, there are already merchants selling mung bean cakes, and the designs are much better than those made by modern merchants, but the fineness of the mung bean paste and the purity of the sugar are still far behind the modern ones.

Fortunately, mung beans are boiled, mixed with oil and sugar, and then pressed into molds. From ancient times to the present, there is not much difference in the method. Only then did Song Yun let Bai Zhi take it out from the kitchen and give it to Zhao Tong to taste.

If you have some snacks, you must have something to drink.

Two children can't afford to drink tea. Song Yun ripped off Song Nian a few days ago and snatched half a box of scented tea. At this time, he can only take advantage of this future cousin, let Bai Zhi boil it with milk, and add some more. Sugar, served to entertain guests.

Zhao Tong was not very interested at first, but he was too embarrassed to refuse, so he dug out half of the piece with a small spoon, and took another sip of milk tea.

Song Yun was embarrassed, looking at her hand directly grabbing the mung bean cake, she deeply realized how far she was from the ancient boudoir lady.

Fortunately, Zhao Tong didn't care about it. She was conquered by the sweet and delicious mung bean cake, which had no beany smell, and was delicate and soft, especially when it was paired with sweet milk with a floral fragrance. Even if she ate it slowly, she couldn't help it I ate a few extra pieces.

Song Yun thought to himself, let me just say, it's not anorexia, there is no one who can't eat, or the food is not to the appetite.

Like Song Yun, who is used to eating modern food with additives, he thinks the ancient pastries that are not too sweet and greasy are more delicious, while Zhao Tong is more interested in modern snacks.

After eating delicious food, she no longer had a bitter face, and asked Song Yun enthusiastically:
"Sister, where did you buy this mung bean cake? It's very sweet."

Since Song Jun dared to show it, she must have thought about her excuses. Now that she heard Zhao Tong's question, she took out the excuse she had prepared:

"Yesterday, there was an old woman who sold the recipe at the entrance of the alley. She said it was her family's ancestral prescription. Someone in the family was sick, so she made it to try her luck. I happened to hear it, so I went out and bought two packs."

Zhao Tong gave a low "Oh", she still wanted to go home and ask her father to buy some for herself, but now it seems that she can't buy it.

However, the milk tea made with scented tea is also very suitable for her, and even more suitable for her. After all, she is weak, and the family often buys milk for her. She has been unable to drink it, but she likes the Song family's method very much.

So, Zhao Tong asked with some hesitation:

"What about this drink?"

(End of this chapter)