Walking into the Red Mansion starts from the maid

Chapter 7
Because of being forced to 'confess', Zhang San only dared to smile shyly after hearing the whole story, and met Zhao Liu's scrutinizing eyes, and did not dare to mention the Yunpian Cake at all.

After listening to brainwashing literature as usual, the four children returned to the dormitory one after another after dinner.

Zhao Liu was exhausted a long time ago, and she would be six years old after the New Year's Eve. She ate and slept well in Rong Mansion, and her stature grew rapidly.

This development of the body consumes a lot of energy and energy. After finishing her work every day, she is so tired that she just wants to fall asleep.

The night chats of a room full of children never heard her voice.

Seeing that Wang Qi started chatting again, she yawned, got up and went out with the wooden bucket.When I came back from the kitchen with half a bucket of hot water, I saw that they were still chatting.

"There used to be a sister in our house, have you seen her?" Wang Qi motioned them to look at the empty bed under the window.

The top-folded quilt hadn't been opened for several days, and no one had come back at night, so I don't know what kind of situation it was.

Zhao Liu wanted to say less about inquiring about other people's private affairs. Wouldn't it be more spacious if there were fewer people in the room?
It would be a nuisance if all six beds were filled.

Seeing everyone shaking their heads, Wang Qi asked again: "That day I heard that Miss Lin, the granddaughter of the old matriarch, came into the mansion, and I heard that she only brought a wet nurse and a little girl with her, so I don't know if we can take care of Miss Lin separately.

I also heard that Miss Lin's family has hairpin tassels for generations, and it would be great if she could serve her. Miss Lin must be a generous master. "

You seven or eight-year-old child know what generations of hairpin tassels, who is Daiyu?How can a hairy girl like them who has been trained for more than a month be able to serve her closely?

Zhao Liu slandered repeatedly in his heart, only felt that Wang Qi was getting more and more whimsical, disregarding reality, thinking about running before he learned how to walk.

After washing his face, continue pouring the water into the basin to wash his feet. Zhao Liu sat on the edge of the bed and soaked his feet while removing his hair.

Combing a servant girl's bun every day, her hair is naturally curly, and even though her hands are busy, she still doesn't answer Wang Qi's words.

Everyone knew it in their hearts, Wang Qi said a few words to himself, seeing that everyone didn't agree with her, so he shut up in distaste.

After removing hair, washing feet, and yawning profusely to say goodnight to everyone, Zhao Liu fell asleep on his own.

In the dream, I still thought that the newly obtained peach cakes would have to be shared with the girl who burns the fire tomorrow.

The girl who boiled water in the kitchen knew her well. Zhao Liu had brought Yunpian Cake twice to the girl named Yu Wu, and Yu Wu reciprocated, leaving half a bucket of hot boiling water for her every day.

This body probably didn't have enough nutrition from when he was a baby. Zhao Liu was tortured by cramps and bone headaches every night since his stature was stretched out.

Only by warming her feet before going to bed can she have a restful sleep.

After a while, she had already picked up grass leaves for a month in Huifangyuan. The treatment in Huifangyuan was really good. There were five or six small pavilions in the yard. When the owner came here to enjoy, they would put snacks and nuts.

As for the nuts, Zhao Liu had never seen them before, and he didn't know whether the host had finished eating them, or they were divided by the maidservant who served them closely.

On the contrary, pastries, which cannot stand the rest, are often left by the host, and the leftovers are distributed to the maids.

Holding back his salivation, Zhao Liu never dared to eat too much for fear of breaking his teeth. There was no dentist to see him at this time.

The leftover cakes gave her a lot of confidence in her relationships. No matter how rough the cakes left by the master's house were, they were better than those little maids.

Most of the human relations between maids are that you eat one bite of me and I eat two bites of you.

When I woke up this morning, as usual, I went to Huifangyuan to meet the steward, shared the two pieces of chestnut cake left over from yesterday, and Zhao Liu carefully wrapped it in oiled paper, and threw it into the space while he was putting it in his arms.

The pastries of the ancients did not like to add any gelatin. For example, desserts such as chestnut cake and peanut cake have a layer of puff pastry on the outside.

Keeping a piece of pastry with complete appearance, when the time comes to give it away, people will see it, hey, the other party cares about me so much, and carefully protects a piece of pastry just to give it to me, what a delicate friendship!

She relied on this "friendship" in exchange for herself to have a good meal even if she was late, and even a maid could earn daily hot water for washing her feet by brushing her face.

Who is this pastry going to bribe today?She took her rake and bamboo basket, thinking about going to the garden.

Zhao Liu was never picky, and she would do whatever work the steward assigned her. In daily life, if someone asked her to do other work, she would first check whether her work was finished.

If she didn't finish her work, she declined.

In just a few months, she has learned eighteen kinds of words to politely reject her.

Before she walked out of the corner door, she heard the steward calling her from behind,
"Zhao Liu, you guys just wait a moment, I have something to tell you."

She didn't know why, but she also stood still and retreated to the door out of the way. Seeing several servant girls who went out in a row cast envious glances at her, Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out for a while.

"We have a charming guest in our house. The old lady takes pity on her granddaughter. She is currently placing her in her own yard, but she will definitely move out later..."

Zhao Liu blinked.

I couldn't move out for a while.

After all, she has been working for so long, and she also knows that the construction of the Grand View Garden has not started yet.

This was probably requested by the family members, so that each of the stewards ordered a few heads to tidy up Miss Lin's new yard, and prepare first.

The steward's eyes flicked over them, finally stopped on Zhao Liu's face, and spoke after a while.

"Although you are young, you are safe in doing things. Now I will send you out to work in order to save my face. You don't need to do those rough jobs. You can just go over and serve the adults with tea and water. You need to continue to be cautious and don't lose my face."

The steward has also heard about Zhao Liu's deeds. Whenever he gets a cake, he never eats it alone, and always shares it with the little girl he knows well.

Such a clever child, even if they knew that she was planning for herself, everyone would be more than happy to give her some face.

As servants, don't we all rely on "giving face" to each other to gain a foothold in this inner courtyard?

Zhao Liufu, claiming to be a master, put down the tools in his hand, and followed the steward who came to lead the people out of Huifangyuan.

Staring at the exquisite yard in front of her, she didn't understand what she was going to clean up. What could be done about such an exquisite yard?
Isn't it just cleaning the courtyard every day, incense and ventilation, is this for the maids to come to gain some popularity first?

Since she was not required to do any work, Zhao Liu was happy to be free for half a day, so her daily work became sweeping dust in other yards in the morning, and returning to Huifang Courtyard to pick grass in the afternoon.

Winter in the north came early, and it started snowing in the third month after Zhao Liu entered Rongfu.

The little maids who sweep the yard only need to clean up the snow in the yard every day, and there is no other work.On the other side, the old matriarch obviously did not intend to let Daiyu go out to live by herself, and the maids who went to the hot house were called back to the servant's room.

It doesn't take time to serve the flowers and plants in winter. They don't need to work, so there is a lot more time to learn the rules.

It is not uncommon for old people to get together in groups to play leaf cards in their spare time. Zhao Liu is young, has little monthly income, and needs to learn skills, so the leaf card team rarely takes her along.

Zhao Liu doesn't make trouble, she always smiles when she sees everyone, the plump girl's face smiles sweetly, and she has learned a lot by getting close to her.

"Go, the masters are all going to enjoy the plum blossoms today, don't run around outside, if you collide, you can't afford it!"

Making tea, writing, serving ink...
These skills have been learned over and over again, and once you are [-]% or [-]% proficient, you can enter the next skill training, and you are waiting to be assigned to a post for practical practice.

"There are two cats coming down from the porch over there. Let the children go to see the cats!"

Rong Mansion is now in full swing, she has never seen the Red Mansion much, and she doesn't know the time background of the story line in the book.

She just thinks that such a good and rich place of comfort, she can stay as long as she can!

Fallen, really fallen.

The chaotic world outside and the hunger when she first passed through made her, an adult in her twenties, afraid to take half a step out of the safe zone.

Zhao Liu was squatting on the porch watching the cats fight when she saw someone waving at her in front of her.

"You all come here." Zhao Liu recognized that it was Miss Shan who was next to Lian's Second Grandma.

It was only now that she knew that the second grandma was Wang Xifeng who wrote a lot.

"Sister Shan, well." Zhao Liufu turned around, who made her just a rough servant girl, who didn't even have a name from the master, and everyone in the yard had to salute and salute.

Sister Shan in front of her was the proud servant girl next to Second Grandma Lian. She was dressed in a water-blue brocade gown, with a twisted gold bracelet on her hand, pink face and peach cheeks, and a gold hairpin with the pattern of auspicious clouds pinned to her neat bun, as well as several light-colored velvet flowers.

She has the demeanor of a big maid to her death.

Is this going to be a formal job assignment?
Zhao Liu's heart skipped a beat, as if seeing the rushing monthly money beckoning at her, the three little maids were all in harmony, except Wang Qi.

"Which of you is Zhao Liu?"

Sister Shan sized them up and asked after a while.

"Hui Shan big sister's words, servant girl Zhao Liu." She squeezed her throat and neatly gave herself the prefix of servant girl.

"Well, it looks okay, have you learned all the rules?"

Sure enough, it is time to assign positions.

"In the hands of us, my wife can rest assured. I have seen these young people. Naturally, I have learned all the rules. Why didn't Miss Shan come to say hello in advance? It's time for these young people to be neglectful." Before Zhao Liu could answer, a woman came from the Chaoshou veranda.

For these women whose clothes are very similar, Zhao Liu has a headache, she is very face blind.

If it weren't for working under the same roof every day and getting familiar with each other, I'm afraid there would be a lot of jokes.

"Ms. Zhao is polite. I was just ordered by my wife to come here to pick up some little maids. I'm too polite to be negligent."

After exchanging pleasantries, Sister Shan directly called out her name, which is the neat and tidy style of a maidservant.

"A girl was released from the old lady's small kitchen, and she was ranked down by seniority. Now there is a missing girl who burns fire. Does Mrs. Zhao have any recommendation?"

They are all slaves, with a recommendation, the little maids who can't help themselves are treated as favors from above.

Zhao Liu felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't speak, so he could only stand aside with lowered eyebrows.

There was never a place for her to speak here.

(End of this chapter)