Farmers' group pet: the blessings of powerful ministers are soft and deceitful

Chapter 581 Gifts
Just after noon on the third day of the new year, Mrs. Qiu and Ye Qing came back, bringing a lot of homemade New Year's goods.

Mrs. Qiu said to Jiang Ning cautiously: "I have made too much at home, and I can't finish it. Let me bring it back for my wife's family to eat."

What she said was purely an excuse. There was a big bag full of all kinds of things, and it seemed more like a special trip.

Jiang Ning said with a smile: "Let's put it aside, when it happens to come, you can take it out to receive."

"Hey, good." Qiu's sister-in-law replied.

During the Chinese New Year this year, on the second day of the new year, I had a gathering with the Song and Xu families.

During this period, the Jiang family also received many annual gifts.

Jiang Ning took the gift slips, compared them one by one, and recorded them down.

"Master Pei from the Imperial Academy of History sent two calligraphy and paintings, Master Zhang sent a piece of silver charcoal, Master Zheng gave an inkstone, and Master Liu sent two pieces of floral soap." After Jiang Ning finished speaking, he looked at Shen Chenlan , "Sir, come and estimate the price, I'll return the gift."

It was also at this time that Jiang Ning realized that the things that the Beijing officials gave each other were quite complicated, and there were everything.

Shen Chenlan looked at the gift list and was a little dumbfounded, and said: "It seems that most of my colleagues are not doing well in Beijing, and they can think of anything to give gifts."

Jiang Ning said: "There are too many people who need to move around. If everyone gives generous gifts, Xianggong's salary every year is not enough to give, and Xianggong should hurry up and list all the colleagues who want to give gifts to me, so that I can let Ye Qing send them over. It's getting late."

Shen Chenlan saw that these unfamiliar people also gave him gifts, there were at least a dozen of them in total.

Mr. Wen and Mr. Zhao, who are his roommates, must have a share, as well as the master, Mr. Tan Xinji of the Hanlin Academy, and the Dingbei Houfu who just visited this year.

Although people may not be able to see it, but etiquette is definitely indispensable.

In addition, there are also colleagues who have contributed manuscripts to Shen Chenlan and have a decent relationship.

Adding up this way, there are almost twenty or thirty.

Shen Chenlan sweated a little, no wonder some people said that Beijing officials can give gifts to the poor.

It's just that gift giving also depends on the identity of the other party. It doesn't have to be the same, but it can save some trouble.

Shen Chenlan estimated the price of the gift list, handed it back to Jiang Ning, and said: "It would be nice if our family sent some food, it is more practical, and it can also relieve the urgent needs of the adults."

With this way of giving off during the Chinese New Year, some people who don’t have any business at home are afraid that they will go home hungry.

Jiang Ning nodded, "I brought back some wooden boxes containing roast ducks from the shop, and I will put them in boxes and send them over. The Dingbei Hou Mansion still has roast ducks and dim sum, with more varieties. Mr. Xianggong Master Feng Zhao also serves roast duck dim sum, but I only put three kinds of dim sum, and Master Wen only has one kind of dim sum, how about that?"

"Well, just according to what the lady wants." Shen Chenlan said.

Jiang Ning came down, asked Ye Qing to help, and prepared the annual ceremony in the afternoon.

Afterwards, Ye Qing took the carriage and went to various houses to give gifts.

It was only in the evening that the family finished sending them back.

In the Dingbei Hou Mansion, the servants are counting the gifts sent by each family and registering them in the warehouse.

Some food was arranged to be sent to the back kitchen.

After counting to Shen Chenlan's house, a servant girl couldn't help but said: "Hey? This is the roast duck from Jiangji Bread House. It was quite popular in the capital a while ago. The door of the shop was full of people. If you go late, there will be no It has to be sold, I didn't expect someone to give this to the Houfu, hurry up, send it to the back kitchen."

(End of this chapter)