The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official

Chapter 39 The delicate bag

No matter ancient or modern, boys hate parents praising other children in person.

Fan Yanjia is no exception. Originally, she only hated vain young ladies, but she didn’t expect that the gentle young man would be equally annoying.

Su Anzhi: ...he is just a fish in a pond.

Su Ruojin: ...She has never met Mr. Fan. If Mr. Fan is like his younger son, it will be really difficult for him to be his student.

 Perhaps this is the hardship of being a breadwinner!

Su Yanli didn't know that his daughter had learned to be considerate of a certain brat because of his virtues. Was this considered a blessing due to disgust?

It was getting late, so Su Yanli bowed and said goodbye. Mrs. Fan not only gave the children food gifts, but also a beautiful palace lantern, "Take it and play with it."

 “Thank you, madam.”

 The palace lantern is beautiful and exquisite, which Su Ruojin likes very much. When she thanks it, her little mouth feels sweet.

Fan Yanjia turned away with a look of disgust.

As the son of a powerful minister, he is usually surrounded by many officials and young ladies who please him. He is most afraid of such flattery. He tastes bad when he looks at it. The palace cake in his hand is no longer fragrant, so he takes out the stick from his sleeve pocket. For sugar, peel off the glutinous rice paper and put it in your mouth. Well, this is really sweet.

Su Ruojin, who had already left the shed, glanced at the young man who hated their brothers and sisters. She saw the zodiac lollipop in his mouth. She smiled and opened her arms. Her father picked her up and she nestled in his arms. She yawned sleepily, if only candy were not so expensive, she could make many, many lollipops.

Mrs. Fan saw that her youngest son was eleven years old and still eating lollipops like a child. She couldn't help but reach out and knock him on the head. "This candy was originally brought in as a gift from the Su family, but you are not polite to eat it!"

After the Su family finished eating the lollipops, the children at home became very noisy, so they asked the pastry chef to try making a batch. The children loved it.

Fan Yanjia: ...I didn’t expect that he hated the things from his siblings’ home. Fan Xiaolangjun suddenly felt that the sugar was no longer sweet.

Mrs. Fan turned her head and asked Mrs. Qin, the steward, "You said that when we were in the Su family, the head of the house was Miss Su. From just now, she seemed to be well-behaved and sensible, but..." She didn't look like the eldest daughter, who either wanted to be held or hugged. "She's quite squeamish."

If it were a high-ranking family, they would like their young lady to be coquettish, but if this small family is to be coquettish, the family she is marrying into will suffer in the future.

Mrs. Fan couldn't help but sigh: "What a pity about the crystal osmanthus cake."

 “If Madam is concerned, why not ask me to ask Dr. Su...”

 Mrs. Fan stopped her mother-in-law from talking.

Su Yanli is stuck in the eighth rank. She is probably eager to have the opportunity to give gifts to his master. She cannot hold him back.

　　While walking around the streets admiring the lanterns, Su Ruojin fell asleep in his father's arms. Little did he know that this rare trip out would end up being disliked by the two young men. Whoever provokes whomever is provoked is really strangled!

The next afternoon, right after lunch, Yang Siniang, who she hadn’t seen because of the lantern festival last night, ran over angrily and asked, “Why don’t you go to the lantern shed at my grandma’s house?”

Su Ruojin didn't even have a chance to pass by, how to find her, but she had already thought about how to coax the little lady, took her hand into the kitchen, and brought her a cup of fragrant drink, "There are taro **** in it, you can drink it." Be careful not to get choked."

 “What is it?” The aroma of milk is so strong that it makes people salivate.

Yang Siniang quickly picked up the small white spoon and took a sip, "Wow, this isn't goat's milk. Why does it taste so good, without any smell at all." "I call it pearl milk tea."

“Where are the pearls?” Yang Siniang used a spoon to pull out the mini taro **** in the bowl, “You call them pearls?”

Su Ruojin nodded, "Yes, black tea is added when boiling goat milk. Does it taste good in your mouth?"

"Of course it smells good. This is the best drink I have ever had. Even the nectar drink in the lamp shed at my grandfather's house last night was not as delicious as the one you made, Ajin."

 This is shameful.

The pearl milk tea she makes only has a silky and sweet taste that captures people's hearts. When it comes to nutrition and health preservation, ancient drinks are definitely the boss. For example, the Erchen drink commonly used by southerners in later generations is made from pinellia, orange and white tuckahoe. , roasted licorice, ginger, and ebony plums can be decocted together, which can remove dampness and resolve phlegm, regulate qi and balance the body. It can definitely quench thirst, maintain health, and even remove some diseases. It is simply a disguised pharmaceutical prescription.

 This is incomparable.

 But pearl milk tea has the advantages of pearl milk tea. It is so rich and fragrant, and paired with one or two pastries, it is simply the best afternoon tea!

Su Ruojin scooped a cup for everyone in the family, and everyone drank it sweetly and silkily.

Cheng Yingzhen also thought: "It tastes good and delicious." She almost asked her daughter if she wanted to sell it. Seeing Yang Siniang here, she remained silent and only lowered her head to drink milk tea. There was no tea in the cup her daughter gave her, only goat milk. With Pearl, even she, an adult, can't stop drinking. If she sells it, she will definitely make money.

Yang Siniang drank it in one gulp, feeling satisfied and staring at the tea bucket with her two almond-shaped eyes.

Seeing her greedy look, Cheng Yingzhen scooped another cup for her. Unexpectedly, she held it in her hand happily and said, "I'll take it back and give it to my mother."

Su Ruojin certainly didn't object to being filial to her daughter, and scooped out an extra cup for her and let her girl hold it.

 The master and servant left the Su family.

 Cheng Yingzhen sighed, "It's time for our family, Ah Jin, to add a little girl."

Su Ruojin: ...What should I do if she’s still not used to it?

“When the weather stops getting cold and my body becomes strong, I will choose a little girl for my Ajin.”

Su Ruojin did not argue with her mother. No matter how unaccustomed she was, she would just follow the local customs and let nature take its course. At most, she would wait until she had a little girl and get along with her as a sister and a friend. This way her conscience would be at ease.

Get the pearl milk tea for Su Dalang and Xue Wulang from the study. Xue Wulang wanted to take it back to Xue Liu Niang to eat. How could Su Ruojin let Xiao Langjun not drink it? She scooped another cup for him and took it back happily.

 After all the neighbors had left, Cheng Yingzhen asked her daughter, "Are you going to sell it in a breakfast shop?"

Su Ruojin shook his head, "There is something new in the breakfast shop, but it's not bubble milk tea."

Cheng Yingzhen thought it tasted good, “Maybe many people like it?”

Su Ruojin smiled secretly. Pearl milk tea was a business for women and girls. Almost all the people buying breakfast at the breakfast stall were men. There were no female civil servants in the Great Yin Dynasty, and there were not many female traders. She wanted to sell pearls. To make milk tea, you have to find another small shop and have a sustainable supply of goat's milk. If you don't have these conditions, you can only make an occasional toothpaste.

 In the afternoon, Dong’s mother heard that a new store was going to be served, and she quickly asked what was going to be served?

Of course it’s pancake fruit! The griddles ordered years ago will arrive in a few days. Let Dong’s mother and Shutong practice their skills first.

Cheng Yingzhen was sitting on the porch basking in the sun. When she saw the sun moving westward, she picked up her baby and was about to go back to the house. Su Yanli came back.

 (End of this chapter)