Yipin Farmer's Wife

Chapter 390 The Wife and Concubine’s Trick (3)
Immediately, Sima Yan had a pretty face, opened her mouth, and wanted to refute Han Chulan several times, but couldn't find the right words to refute Han Chulan.

Only then did she remember that in the Ciqing Palace yesterday, Han Chulan had mentioned the standards for a concubine's room.

She didn't understand it very well at the time, she didn't expect to fall into Han Chulan's trap, and was eaten to death by Han Chulan.

"If my sister still feels that the people around me are oppressing you, you can also go to the palace to talk to the Empress Dowager. Yesterday, my concubine asked the Empress Dowager several times, whether concubines should obey the royal family Do you want the royal family to be the main son? The Queen Mother gave this concubine the answer: Yes. This concubine is not abusing you, but just training you. If you can't even obey this, how can my sister be a good concubine to the prince? room?"

Sima Yan was speechless.

If you are a concubine, you must naturally obey the main wife. Even if the main wife really makes you a slave, you can only obey and not resist. Even if she sues the empress dowager, the empress dowager will not be able to help her. Also blame her for not knowing the rules.

"By the way, my concubine has to remind my sister that I dare not call the emperor's grandmother in front of the empress dowager. The younger sister is a concubine, so naturally she is not qualified to call the empress dowager an emperor's grandmother. My sister must remember, otherwise you will be out of control." Whatever happens, the Empress Dowager will also blame this concubine for her lack of discipline."

After Han Chulan reminded her, she asked Sima Yan very politely: "Is there any question, sister? If there is no problem, please go to breakfast, and my concubine will wash her face first."

As he spoke, he walked over Sima Yan with the washbasin in his arms and left.

Sima Yan hurriedly turned around, followed Han Chulan, and said apologetically, "Sister, my sister doesn't know how to cook, so I can see if I can let the servants do it. Isn't there a dining room in the palace? Let the servants do it." Wouldn’t it be enough to bring back the meals from our Changfeng Court? Why do you have to do it yourself?” She was like this in Wendinghou’s mansion, and her servants brought her meals to the dining room. There is no small stove, and I can't cook by myself.

Han Chulan replied as she walked: "No one is born who knows everything. My younger sister can learn to cook if she doesn't know how to cook. In the small kitchen in Changfengyuan, the ingredients are still very complete, and my younger sister can't cook. Yes, simple things are fine, for example, cook some porridge, make some steamed stuffed buns, or order noodles, and make some dumplings. These are the simplest ones. Don’t worry, the people in Changfeng Garden are very easy to raise. I don’t know how to picky eaters.” No wonder, one and two of them had their mouths teased by Han Chulan, and even the cooking skills of the cooks in the dining room of the palace were disliked by the servants of Changfengyuan.

Sima Yan's face darkened.

She said that she doesn't know how to cook anymore, she is a person who has never even been in the kitchen, how can she cook?She always thought that the kitchen was a place for servants. She was so noble, how could she go to those messy and dirty places?

porridge?How do you cook it?

Make buns?She hadn't even seen anyone else do it, and she didn't know how to do it.

Not to mention anything else.

Han Chulan had already gone far away, Sima Yan wanted to stop her again, but felt embarrassed, so she could only curse fiercely in anger: "Han Chulan, when I see my cousin, I can still sue you! "

Han Chulan seemed to have grown ears, and suddenly turned her head and said loudly to her: "Sister, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you. You have asked your father, mother and concubine for instructions on entering the mansion." , They said that after you pass the probationary period, you can serve them tea. It’s getting late now, my sister should hurry up and prepare breakfast.”

Sima Yan's last way to ask for help was instantly cut off by Han Chulan.

She was too naive. She only thought that the Prince Regent was her cousin, but she ignored that the mother-child relationship between the Prince Regent and the Empress Dowager had been stagnant for more than ten years, and she was gifted by the Empress Dowager. How could she get the Prince Regent? asylum?

Probation?
Sima Yan was shocked suddenly, she almost forgot that she and Han Chulan had signed the trial period agreement, if she couldn't be a qualified concubine, Han Chulan had the right to divorce her.Or if she can't bear Han Chulan's training, she can automatically ask for a divorce.

She thought being a concubine was very simple, that is, to be meek and docile in front of the main room, to know all kinds of things in front of her husband, and to do her best to seduce her. Unexpectedly, Han Chulan insisted on talking about training her, and also emphasized the importance of the concubine's room Standard, neither she nor the Empress Dowager understood Han Chulan's words thoroughly, and followed Han Chulan's words.

For a moment, Sima Yan wanted to go back to her mother's house immediately and stop being this noble concubine, but when she thought of the bright future described by the Empress Dowager and Ye Qianze's beauty, she suppressed that thought and decided to stay for a while. Besides.The Empress Dowager will definitely call her into the palace, as long as the Empress Dowager calls her into the palace, she can complain to the Empress Dowager, she can sue Han Chulan, and let the Empress Dowager punish Han Chulan for her crimes.

Thinking of this, Sima Yan left silently.

Back in her small room, she saw several women whose names she could not name, and two big men, the handsome man and the pretty woman. Sima Yan had to sigh, the people in Changfeng Garden In appearance, they are all dragons and phoenixes.

"Aunt Sima, when will breakfast be ready?"

Caiyue asked politely, "They are all hungry."

Sima Yan's face was blue, green, and red again, this time she suppressed her anger, and said meekly: "I'll go get ready." Passing the crowd, she walked into the kitchen.

The kitchen was not as messy and messy as she imagined, but it was tidy, the stove was wiped clean, all kitchen utensils were placed in the right place, and even the firewood was piled up. Extra neat.

Han Chulan is a person who likes to cook food, so he naturally requires a clean and tidy environment for cooking food.

Sima Yan faced such a clean and tidy kitchen with all the ingredients, but she didn't know what to do.Thinking of what Han Chulan taught her, she decided to cook porridge.

She has never cooked porridge, but she has eaten it, just like people say that she has seen pigs walk without eating pork.She knew that porridge was just rice and water, cooked with firewood.

Thinking of this, Sima Yan was full of confidence. She found the rice bucket, poured the rice into the pot, added water, and then covered the pot. flinched?Just wait and see!

Sima Yan didn't wash the rice, so she just poured the rice into the pot like this. When adding water, she didn't know how much water to add. She wanted to cook it earlier and put in very little water.

When it comes to lighting a fire, she doesn't know how to do it, and she always fails to open the fire book.

She was so angry that she threw the fire bag on the ground.

I can't wait to step on a few more feet with my feet.But in the end, she still had to pick up the torch and start lighting again.

She managed to light the fire, and when she was putting firewood into the stove, she moved her face closer. When the firewood was lit, a flame burst out, and her face got so close that it was unfortunately burned. Eyebrows, fortunately, she reacted quickly, and hurriedly backed away, but her face was not burned, but she was also smoked, and she also smelled an unpleasant smell, as if it was burnt.She also felt a little pain above her eyebrows, so she instinctively raised her hand to touch it, and most of her two beautiful eyebrows were burned away by the flames, leaving only a little brow scum, and the unpleasant smell came from her eyebrows when they were burned .

(End of this chapter)