The cook is very busy

Chapter 57
Speaking of Ziqing, after parting from Du Juan, he went back to another courtyard. The money he received today is still in his bosom, so he has to put it away first.

At this point, the girls are still serving in each room, there is no one in the yard, they are busy in twos and threes, not getting along with each other, it seems strange and deserted.

Ziqing went into the yard, went straight back to the house, took out the key and opened the wooden cabinet, in addition to the clothes he brought from home, there were a few clothes that the old lady gave.

There is also a pair of lotus leaf silk embroidered shoe uppers given by the third grandmother when I went to the Sanfang yard to deliver soup yesterday.

She also wondered, why did the third grandma give her a pair of shoe uppers for no reason, and she didn't make the soup, so maybe she should be rewarded for scooping it up.

Ziqing looked at it and pouted, pulled the upper of the shoe aside, and took out a money bag from under a pile of clothes.

After this month, in addition to the few pennies that were rewarded at the old lady's house, plus today's money, there is also about four taels of silver for the co-author.

Ziqing tore open the bag and took a look, took out the silver in his bosom and put it in, weighed it a few times and smiled cheerfully.

She fastened the purse and stuffed it into the cabinet, took two steps back and closed the door, the brass lock on the cabinet was thrown up, knocking on the wooden board with a muffled sound.

The red string tied to the keyhole also swayed, and for some reason, Ziqing suddenly remembered what Du Juan said.

"If you look at your heart, as long as you work hard, you can also get a lot of rewards like that second girl."

Ziqing stared at the key for a while, then turned around and took the scissors from the embroidered blue, and twisted the red string tied to the key.

After closing the lock and stuffing the key into his belt, Ziqing went out of the house. There was still work to be done in the back kitchen.

After working hard for a while in the evening, Mrs. Chen and the women who were in charge of the spoons took a rest.

Ziqing and Dongcui took over and put the dishes into the food boxes so that the boy who passed on the meals could carry them away.

Ever since this Master Mu returned to the mansion, each house has not been alone, they all eat and drink together.

Every day, the old lady places an order early in the morning, and they cook out a dozen or so dishes for three meals, and just order it up, which really saves a lot of trouble.

Of course, with the exception of the fourth young master who is uncertain, he still eats and drinks in his own yard, and the magpies have to come to carry food boxes from time to time.

And they, after finishing their work in the front yard, had to cook another small stove for the Fourth Young Master, and make a few light dishes for the old man to enjoy.

Waiting for the dishes in the front yard to be removed, a few new girls took them to the sink to wash.

The fire was off on the stove, there was nothing busy, Mrs. Chen greeted everyone for dinner, and Ziqing went outside with the food for the three of them as usual.

Dong Cui untied her apron and followed, turned her head to see that Er Ya was still in the stove, and called her.

Er Ya was chatting with those women, when she heard the call, she came over, and said that Mrs. Song promised to teach her how to carve flowers today, and she had to eat there.

Immediately, he went to Ziqing, scooped out his own share, didn't even dare to lift his head, turned around and left.

Dong Cui looked at Er Ya, and said that she had been in the house for five or six years, and she had been doing side dishes in the back kitchen, and she hadn't learned a skill that she could afford, so she couldn't help being envious.

"Hey, it's okay for Erya. I've only been here for a month, and I've got Aunt Song's handiwork. I've won a lot of rewards, and I have all the clothes. It's really amazing. Isn't it my sister... my sister?"

Dong Cui finished speaking on her own, seeing no one answered, looked back and forth, only to see that Ziqing had already brought food to the outer room.

Seeing the two walking away, Dong Cui frowned, and hurried to Ziqing's side.

Ziqing found a place to sit down, waited for Dongcui to come over, and handed her a pair of chopsticks and steamed buns, "Sister Dongcui, hurry up, or the steamed buns will be cold."

She said that she also grabbed a steamed bun, picked up a chopstick of sauerkraut fried meat, and started to eat.

Dong Cui let out an "Hey", took a bite of the steamed bun, and didn't move her chopsticks. She looked at Ziqing's face and said it after thinking about it.

"Sister, you haven't gotten along with Er Ya these days, what's wrong with you two?"

Ziqing's expression remained the same, he picked up two slices of pickled radish, and glanced at Dongcui, "It's nothing, isn't Er Ya going to eat at that table, I can't drag her along."

Dong Cui put on a stern face, and swallowed the steamed buns in her mouth, "I didn't mean that, didn't you always yell that the front yard was not easy to treat, why didn't you nag this time?"

Ziqing was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what Dongcui meant, so Dongcui made it clear that she didn't know why Ziqing's sister said that the front yard was not easy to treat, she served her master there, dressed decently, ate well, and No need to do heavy work, everyone wants to go anywhere, and she is no exception.

But whenever she thinks about it, Ziqing will always tell her that this is not good, telling her to stop thinking about it.

But a few days ago, when the Erya girl saw the Dujuan girl in the old lady's room, she was very attentive, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell what this girl was thinking.

It is said that sister Ziqing and sister Erya are from the same village, so they should have a better relationship than her, but sister Ziqing didn't say a word in a daze, what's the matter?

After hearing so much from Dongcui, Ziqing was silent for a moment, but still didn't speak, staring blankly at other places, broke off a piece of steamed bun and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Dong Cui moved closer to her and pushed her, "You girl, don't just eat, I'm asking you something."

Ziqing coughed, finally swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, grinned at Dongcui, pointed to his throat, "I'm choking."

Dong Cui patted Ziqing on the back in a hurry, complaining about her, saying why she is so grown up, what are you doing in such a hurry, and no one is robbing her.

Ziqing just chuckled, Dongcui sighed, gave her a false look, and got up to serve her soup.

Seeing that the person had left, Ziqing stopped smiling, put down his chopsticks and raised his head, looking at the sky full of stars, the moon was already hiding and lazy, anyway, it should be bright if it shines on the ground.

She pursed her lips and sighed softly, just like what Dong Cui said, she and Erya are in the same village, so they have a better relationship, even for her aunt's sake, she should persuade Erya.

But Ziqing really didn't know how to persuade her. As soon as she entered the mansion, she asked the old lady to stay in the house to wait on her.

And her journey from the front yard to the back kitchen is also a matter of one word. How can she stay well with such a deep foot and a shallow foot.

Furthermore, the people in the front yard are not good stubbles, they are just stones that will be used as stepping stones if they are not careful.

She had said many of these things before, Dongcui often made mistakes when working in the back kitchen, and was also afraid of going to those places, so she listened to her words.

But Erya only took her kindness as a wind in her ears, and it passed by, and she still wanted to climb up.

What's more, people have their own ambitions, what can she do, maybe Erya can really climb that tall branch and become that delicate lark.

Dong Cui went to scoop up two bowls of soup from the stove, then forgot about the previous incident, and stopped pestering Ziqing for talking, but talked elsewhere...

(End of this chapter)