Travel to ancient times and become rich women with your bestie

Looking at the empty bowl on the table, the father and son put down their bowls and chopsticks in embarrassment. They thanked the family again and planned to go back.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin stood up and walked the father and son to the door.

The two turned around and were about to close the door and go back when they heard a woman's breathless voice: "Sister Zheng! Sister Duan! Don't close the door yet! We finally found you!"

When they turned around, they saw that Mrs. Zhang was leading a group of people running towards them on the muddy road.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin were curious, why did this old lady come here?

Seeing this situation, Carpenter Li and his son also stopped, thinking that maybe there was something urgent. They had just eaten the other person's meal, so they might as well stay and help.

Hearing the noise outside the door, the children also hurried out. Looking at the unfamiliar old woman, no one except Erhe knew who she was.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin hurried forward and supported Mrs. Zhang: "Sister, why did you come here in the rain? What's the matter?"

"What can happen to me? Look, it's that ancestor following behind." Mrs. Zhang approached the two of them and pouted her lips to signal them to look at the group of people following behind.

The two of them looked over Mrs. Zhang's shoulder and saw at a glance a young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing moon-white clothes, being supported by a group of servants and walking towards the door.

It was just that the ground was covered with mud in the countryside on this rainy day. His clothes were all stained with mud, and the hem was even more covered with mud, which wasted all the good material.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin frowned. If these were their own boys, they would have beaten them up.

The two men withdrew their gazes and looked at Mrs. Zhang in confusion. What was going on?

Seeing that the young master was about to walk to the door, Mrs. Zhang didn't know what to say, so she just whispered, "That's Mr. Jiang who ate your dish yesterday. I'll tell you in detail later. I'll trouble you two sisters to help entertain him. My wife will definitely not let you suffer any loss."

Then she turned around and put on a brilliant smile: "Oh my little ancestor, look at what I said. I told you to wait at home, and I promised to bring the person back to you, but you insisted on coming. Look at this beautiful person, who has been ruined into this state. If the lady saw it, I don't know how distressed she would be."

As he said this, he was about to go forward and personally wipe the mud off Mr. Jiang's face.

The crowd watching her change her expression so quickly could not help but wonder what a magic trick it was.

"Mammy, it's okay. I'm just missing the taste of my hometown. I feel anxious just sitting at home." Mr. Jiang wiped his face casually, looking nonchalant.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin looked at each other. It seems that he is actually a polite rich second generation?

"Sister, let's go inside and talk. Please also boil some hot water for us. It's been raining all the way and it's really cold." Seeing that the young master was not angry, Mrs. Zhang turned to Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin.

The young master also stepped forward and bowed to the two of them: "I guess these two are the aunts who cook. Sorry to bother you."

After traveling through time for so long, all they had seen were common people. They had never seen such polite ancient people, and they were a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Mrs. Zhang poked the two of them, and they finally responded: "What are you doing? Young Master, please come in."

Seeing them politely lead those people in, Carpenter Li and his son went back with peace of mind. They thought this must be some noble person they knew, no wonder their family was doing better.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin led Zhang Po and her group to the main room. Several girls were doing needlework here today, so the room was relatively dry.

Several girls were busy collecting needlework and fabrics, and moving stools aside for everyone to sit on. Zheng Yuan then asked several boys to bring two more braziers. It was really a punishment for them to come here in such a cold weather.

The stools were moved away, and except for Mrs. Zhang and Mr. Jiang, everyone else stood far away at the door. When they were asked to come in and warm themselves by the fire, they all said they were not cold.

They knew after a little thought that in ancient times, the hierarchy was strict, and it was impossible for masters and servants to sit together. Zhang Pozi was a respectable servant and the housekeeper of someone else's house, so she could sit with Mr. Jiang.

Seeing that they were a group of young boys, Zheng Yuan moved a brazier and placed it in front of their feet.

How pitiful.

This small hall was already crowded with so many people pouring in, and the five or six of them standing there made it even more crowded. However, Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin couldn't say anything in front of their master, so they just said they were going to prepare hot water for them and left the hall.

With so many people in this room, both of them would become socially anxious.

Seeing the two men leave, Mrs. Zhang said something to Mr. Jiang, then stood up and followed them out of the hall.

The kitchen had been cleaned up, and the two of them discussed making some brown sugar ginger tea for them to warm themselves up. It was really pitiful to see them looking so disheveled, and they didn't want them to catch a cold.

Several girls also squeezed into the kitchen. They were a little overwhelmed by the sudden arrival of so many people in the house. They only felt at ease when they stayed with the two of them.

Zheng Yuan took out a few pieces of old ginger and handed them to them, asking them to wash and pat them clean, so as to avoid a group of girls wandering around and getting their eyes dizzy.

Duan Minmin still took over the task of making fire, while Zheng Yuan took out the brown sugar. They had only been given twenty taels of silver, so she couldn't be too stingy.

Zheng Yuan took the chopped ginger and threw it into the pot, then added enough brown sugar. He asked Duan Minmin to turn up the heat while he stirred with the spatula.

When Mrs. Zhang walked in and saw a room full of people big and small, she thought to herself that no wonder the two old ladies were working so hard to make money, there were so many mouths to feed in this house.

Seeing her come in, Zheng Yuan stopped what he was doing.

"Sister, what's going on?" Zheng Yuan pulled Mrs. Zhang over.

"Oh! It's still Mr. Jiang. After eating your dish yesterday, he didn't like the dishes served this afternoon. Even though Mrs. Li made sweet and sour pork, he said he wanted to eat something else and kept asking for the cook from this morning. But when you left, I forgot to ask where you lived, so where could I find a cook for him?"

"Madam also knew about this situation, so she had to bite the bullet and explain to him that he was not the mansion's cook, and she didn't know where he was from, and promised to find him next time she went to the market. But this old man refused to do it and insisted on going out to find it himself. Madam had no choice but to send many servants in the mansion to inquire around."

"It was not easy for me to find out from a breakfast stall owner this morning that you were from Laohuaiqing Village. He said he overheard you when you were having breakfast at his place, and he himself was not sure. But the ancestor made such a fuss, there was nothing we could do. When the rain was a little lighter this morning, my wife quickly asked me to bring people to invite you to her house to help."

"But he insisted on following us, so my wife had no choice but to let me take a few servants with me to protect him. As a result, we found that the road was blocked by mud halfway through the journey. We didn't bring any tools, so we could only dig through the mud with our bare hands. We finally dug out a path that the carriage could pass through, but the wheels got stuck again. It took us half a day to finally reach your village."

"Luckily we met a woman at the entrance of the village who showed us the way. Fortunately the vendor heard correctly, otherwise I don't know what we would do. Look, our coachman is still guarding the carriage at the entrance of the village."

After saying this, Mrs. Zhang rubbed her old waist with a look of despair. It had been a long time since she became the housekeeper. She had to travel through mountains and rivers today, which was really hard for her.