Travel to ancient times and become rich women with your bestie

After getting Mrs. Zhang's promise, the two immediately thanked her. She had no relatives or friends with Zheng Yuan and the others, and they just bought some ice jelly for her. It was really rare that she was willing to help them.

The two of them expressed their gratitude sincerely: "Thank you so much, it's all thanks to you, sister. Otherwise, we, an orphan and a widow, really don't know what to do."

"If you need us in the future, we will definitely help you. We don't have anything to show for you right now, so if you don't mind, take all the ice jelly."

Zheng Yuan thought that a bucket of ice jelly could completely solve the problem, and it would be good even if he didn't make any money today.

Mrs. Zhang had just heard them complaining about their misery, so why would she accept their ice jelly now? "No need, it's not easy for you either. But since the method you gave me that day, we have to prepare ice jelly every day after lunch. It's troublesome to make it in the kitchen, and since you delivered it today, I'll leave about 20 bowls."

After hearing this, Zheng Yuan had no choice but to respond. It was just twenty bowls of ice jelly, which was a drop in the bucket compared to solving this problem.

"Come on, follow me in. It's still early anyway, so scoop out the ice jelly first so you don't have to bring it over later."

Originally, they were planning to sneak in and scare Liu Cuilan who was following them. Now that Mrs. Zhang took the initiative to let them in, they naturally hurriedly followed in with the bucket.

The kitchen is not far from the corner door, just across a corridor.

The servants they met along the way greeted Mrs. Zhang respectfully, and cast curious glances at her leading three shabby-dressed people, but they didn't say much. It seemed that Mrs. Zhang had a high status in the mansion, and the two were very glad to have such a relationship.

Erhe followed in and was amazed at the kitchen that was bigger than his own home.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin had visited many Suzhou-style gardens before, so this kitchen was not surprising to them.

Zheng Yuan was jealous of the two big pots. She was tired of the broken clay pots at home and didn't know when she would be able to earn enough money to buy a big iron pot.

As soon as Mrs. Zhang came in, she asked one of the maids to find a porcelain basin and asked Zheng Yuan to scoop the ice jelly into it.

Zheng Yuan responded and scooped a large basin full, the amount was far more than twenty bowls.

Seeing that they were honest, Mrs. Zhang liked them more and more and wanted to give them money.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin would never ask for this money. Although they were poor, they knew etiquette. Zhang Pozi took such good care of them, so this little bit of ice powder was nothing.

Seeing that they were determined not to accept it, Mrs. Zhang did not refuse anymore and accepted their kindness.

Now that she was back, Mrs. Zhang was not in a hurry to leave. She turned around and gave instructions to the maid in the kitchen.

"Sister Zhang, you go ahead and do your work. We'll leave first." Seeing that Mrs. Zhang still had something to do, Zheng Yuan tactfully said goodbye to her.

"Okay, go ahead. Don't worry, I'll keep it in mind."

The three of them thanked him again and walked out with the buckets.

Duan Minmin was walking in front carrying a bucket. Just as she stepped over the threshold of the kitchen, she was knocked to the ground by a little maid who came running in in a hurry. The bucket in her hand rolled to the side, and the bowls in it fell and clanged.

Zheng Yuan and Erhe were startled and rushed forward to see if she had fallen anywhere.

Duan Minmin had only one thought in her mind: It's over, this beautiful little bowl I just bought is broken.

He quickly crawled over to check the bowl in the bucket.

"Oh, you old woman, don't you have eyes? You don't look at the road when you walk! You are still busy picking up your rags, why don't you come and apologize to me! My clothes are newly made, can you afford to pay for it if you damage it?" The little maid also got up from the ground, pretending to check her clothes with a smug look on her face.

Hey! What a bad guy who complains first.

It’s okay to bully me, but if you bully my best friend, I will have a serious talk with you.

Zheng Yuan didn't care that this was in Mr. Zhang's house, and she immediately retorted: "Miss, you are the one who doesn't have eyes! We were just going out peacefully, and you bumped into my sister. Not only did you not apologize, but you also complained first! How can this be justified?"

This maid usually lives in the lady's courtyard. Wherever she goes, people give her some face and no one dares to talk to her like that.

Seeing that the three people looked unfamiliar and were dressed in rags, he did not take them seriously: "Where did you come from, beggars? How did the gatekeeper let you in? I'm afraid you got through the dog hole and entered the kitchen. The masters might get sick soon, so be careful of you!"

Not only did they say that they were dressed in rags, but they also said that they were carrying unclean things on them!

"How can you talk like that, little girl? You are the one who takes advantage of others' power and looks down on others. You are not that big, but you are so arrogant. People who don't know would think you are the master of this house! Who gave you the face to bump into someone and not apologize but still have the nerve to speak nonsense here! We walked in here in a dignified manner and we are clean, but it's hard to say about you."

"That's right! After all, this mouth is so stinky that it almost makes us fall over. It looks clean, but I didn't expect it to be so unclean. Can you please shut your mouth? That bean sprout has been in your mouth for a few days?" Duan Minmin also reacted and ignored the broken bowl. She stood beside Zheng Yuan and shared the same hatred with her.

"It's fine that you don't like to be clean, but you also don't have good morals! I really don't know how your master tolerates you. Could it be that he is kind to you because you look stupid?"

"Your eyes aren't good, and your legs don't look good either. Otherwise, how could you not stop looking at people? Could it be that you have a brain stem defect and can't control yourself? You'd better be careful. You can't say you had a stroke at such a young age. You haven't gotten married yet, right? If you get married with a crooked nose and slanted eyes, don't blame me for not warning you!"

"And your clothes, so colorful, who taught you to match them like that? Don't you know that a green skirt decorated with pink flowers and pink shoes is tacky? You are really a country bumpkin pretending to be a foreigner!"

The little maid hadn't expected these two village women to be so talkative. They spoke so fast that she didn't even have a chance to open her mouth. She stood there in a daze and was severely criticized from head to toe, from inside to outside.

"You, you, you! You guys..." He was so angry that he couldn't say anything to refute. His face turned red and he raised his hand to hit Zheng Yuan.

Erhe had put down his things and stood beside Zheng Yuan when she started talking, but he couldn't keep up with the two of them in terms of words, and the two of them didn't say anything because they didn't feel at a disadvantage. Now seeing the maid raising her hand, he hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed the maid's hand and threw it back.

The maidservant was unable to persuade him, and was so angry that she jumped up and down: "Are you all blind in the kitchen? Why don't you come up and help? Are you just going to watch these three country bumpkins bully our people?"

Hey! Are you going to start a fight? Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin immediately became alert and pulled Erhe's sleeves, signaling that if things got bad, they should run.

It's not that they were cowards. They had considered this issue when they argued with the maid. It's just that she was so foul-mouthed that they couldn't stand it. But after all, this was someone else's territory. Although they knew Mrs. Zhang, she was from the same mansion and probably wouldn't help them.

There was no other way. They could only run away because they couldn't win. A wise man would not suffer a loss in front of him. This place was also close to the corner gate. As long as they were fast enough, these people would not be able to catch up with them.

But none of the maids in the kitchen came forward.