The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official

Chapter 29 Taro French Fries

Business has been going so well these days. Shutong almost forgot that there were two jackals staring at him with green eyes behind him. He suddenly came to his senses, "What the second lady means is that no matter how much money is spent, as long as you can enter the palace of the Vice Minister, Mr. Fan." Is he our protector?"

Su Ruojin gave him a thumbs up, "That's right."

It's nothing to give up sixty taels. People with no connections are willing to pay sixty or six hundred taels in order to find a patron saint. But most of the time, ordinary people and ordinary businessmen have no chance to come into contact with these powerful figures.

Fortunately, she was born into a family of officials. Although her father was just an eighth-grade sesame official who had some difficulty in supporting his family, he had finally reached the threshold of power and had the opportunity to step into the third-grade minister's house. No matter what it was like inside, for ordinary outsiders, This is already a big deal, how dare you do it casually.

Shu Tong no longer felt sorry for the six taels of silver. He wished he could have stuffed two more taels with him. He raised his head in dismay, "Second Lady, you don't know what a worthy person is. One moment you were so angry that you didn't want us to go in, but the next moment you followed me." Like the God of Wealth, he welcomed us in with a smile."

The Gaomen Dafu is like this. Su Ruojin laughed and reminded: "Just move, smash too much, you will have two or two silver you marry your daughter -in -law!"

 When he heard that he was marrying a wife, the young man blushed and ran away in embarrassment.

 Uncle Shutong is three years younger than Su Yanli, and his father has four children. He is still shy when it comes to his wife, right? I didn't expect Uncle Shutong to be so cute, Su Ruojin was having fun! When I turned around, I found my parents chatting and feeling worried for some reason.

 “Mom, what’s wrong?”

Although her daughter is young, she is a little adult. Cheng Yingzhen did not hide this from her daughter: "Master Fan's New Year's gift has been given, but my mother's family's New Year's gift has not been given yet!"

Su Ruojin:…

Looking at her father, he also had a bitter look on his face.

There are three things in life that make Su Yanli difficult, the first is borrowing money, the second is the exchange of favors, and the third is, of course, accompanying his wife to the Earl's Mansion to give New Year's gifts every year. Since his life is shabby, the New Year's gifts for his father-in-law are of course not much better.

 It stands to reason that if you make money this year, you can give some decent New Year gifts to your husband’s family, right?

Su Ruojin shook his head. As for the annual gift from the Earl's Mansion, it is still not acceptable to others based on the current economic conditions of the Su family.

Su Ruojin said simply: "Then it's the same as Mr. Fan." Is it possible that a concubine with no serious work can surpass a third-rank court official?

 “How can that be done?” Cheng Yingzhen was the first to refuse.

Since money is not tight this year, her mother can buy whatever she wants. Su Ruojin thought to herself, she would not spend all the money in the family to buy New Year gifts for her uncle!

Of course, Cheng Yingzhen was not stupid enough to spend all the money at home to buy New Year's gifts for her mother-in-law, but she did not spend the money lightly, and she spent a lot of money.

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, it would be New Year's Eve if we didn't give them away. In the early morning, Shu Tong sent Su and his wife to give New Year's gifts. For the sake of style, Mother Dong went with Cheng Yingzhen.

 Having a servant and a mother-in-law, neither conspicuous nor losing status, the regular configuration of a low-level official's house in the capital is just right.

Su Ruojin took care of her little brother at home. When her little brother fell asleep, she asked Su Dalang to read a book and said, "When you wake up, call me!" She ran to the workshop to work with Uncle Feng.

 The work is to cut paper and wrap hawthorn slices. This work is not heavy and a child of several years old can do it.

Su Dalang did not read, and he assigned Su Sanlang to look after his younger brother, who went to the workshop to fold paper boxes.

Su Sanlang, a three-year-old kid, was asked to quietly look at the sleeping baby. How could he have the patience? He refused, and followed Su Dalang to the workshop and hid behind Su Ruojin. He tried to coax him no matter how much Su Dalang did. Although the three-month-old baby couldn't roll over or crawl, Su Ruojin was still afraid that the baby would accidentally cover his mouth and nose with the quilt when he moved, which would be bad. Finally, he asked Uncle Feng to move the cradle into the workshop. Anyway, there were a few eyes in the workshop. The stove is very warm.

"I'm just apologizing to our little Chengzhiha. When you have teeth and you can eat them, my sister will prepare delicious food for you!" Su Ruojin tucked the corners of the little guy's quilt to prevent it from covering his little face.

"Sister, I want to eat too." Su Sanlang said bitterly. He was originally holding the cradle. When he heard his sister's words, he quickly turned around and hugged his sister, who was not much taller than him. He looked coquettish and cute.

 Very tangled.

Su Ruojin still wanted to cut paper, but he hugged her tightly and couldn't move. She had no choice but to say, "Okay!"

"No, I want it now." Su Sanlang didn't let go, "I want to eat a lollipop."

"no."

This child has just grown a set of millet teeth. Almost all of the hawthorn business at home involves sugar. He eats sweets every day. If he continues to eat like this, his little teeth will be able to withstand it, and they will be eaten away by the sugar before the cavities come up.

No matter how much the little kid pesters me, he just won't let go.

“No, I’m going to eat it.” As he spoke, the golden beans rolled down.

Ouch, Su Ruojin's temples were bulging, and she was really stuck. "It's too sweet to eat. I can fry some taro sticks for you."

Mother Dong went out to buy vegetables this morning and bought a lot of taro. She originally planned to wait for her parents to come back in the afternoon and she would have time to fry some for the New Year. Unexpectedly, the little kid wanted to eat something sweet. How can this be done? There is no way, then Explode some more, and quickly gag the little brat.

Feng Wangtian was working while watching the young lady at her work.

He doesn’t think a six-year-old girl is like a little adult. In their rural area, the little girl in the family has already helped share the housework, cutting pig grass, washing and cooking, as long as there is work.

Seeing the little lady pouring half of the pot of oil, she tugged at her distressedly. If it had been his daughter, she would have slapped her in the face, but the official never cared about his daughter's ruin, and would even praise her every time, "My family Ah Jin is really capable'.

Thinking of being capable, Feng Wangtian suddenly realized that taro can not only be eaten as a staple food, but can also be used as meat and pancakes. What does it taste like when fried? Is it just another snack?

 In Beijing, novel snacks can be very profitable.

Feng Wangtian had already forgotten his slap. While working, he looked towards the little lady's oil pan. After a while, the taro sticks were fried to a golden color. The little lady took them out with a slotted spoon and sprinkled them with fine salt. …

Feng Wangtian couldn't help but ask: "Hey, little lady, you don't allow the young man to eat sweets, why do you sprinkle fine sugar on it?"

Su Ruojin smiled and replied: "This is just a little bit, just for fresh use."

"Oh!" Feng Wangtian actually didn't understand why the sugar was so sweet when it was obviously sweet, but when the young lady said this, he felt that it was right. Anyway, the food at home was said to be food for the ladies of high officials. Fangzi, in his opinion, was created by the little lady.

 But the Su family is his noble family. No matter where he goes, he will defend the noble family. He can say whatever the noble family wants to say. Anyway, he has a firm grasp on the noble man's thigh.

 (End of this chapter)