I traveled through ancient times to escape famine with my arch-rival, the movie star.

Huang Xiu clicked her fingers: "I don't have to be in the kitchen now, not really, I'm just with my young lady now, I only cook in the small kitchen."

Shen Ying said "Oh". Looking at his moist little appearance and the new clothes, it seemed that because he was with the young lady, he had received better treatment.

She thought it was a benefit that the cook also had.

"Congratulations, you've been recognized by the lady and have been transferred to work by her side. It shouldn't be as tiring as before."

Huang Xiu sighed, then covered her mouth and looked around. "Well, Sister Shen, I didn't say I was tired of following the young lady, so don't tell anyone else."

Shen Ying: ...I didn’t think much about it at first, but now that you mention it, I think there might be something going on.

But Huang Xiu had already said this, and Shen Ying knew what answer she wanted to hear.

So he followed Huang Xiu's words and said that he heard nothing.

So he called me over, was he here to complain? Or was he just saying hello?

Not like ah.

Shen Ying prided herself on being able to read people's emotions, and it was obvious that she wanted to talk to her about something.

"It's like this. Didn't Sister Shen let me taste something sweet meat before? Our young lady...a friend's child insisted on eating sweet meat, so we made rock sugar braised pork, and he said it wasn't that way.

Recently, our lady's friend has also been troubled by him. I thought, if Sister Shen still sells that meat jerky, I will go back to the lady and ask her for a sweet meat that is not wet and sticky. "

In fact, when Huang Xiu heard the young master's request, he wanted to say that he had eaten it before.

But I was worried that if I said it out loud, and then went back to ask, the dried meat would be gone and the lady’s happiness would be in vain, so I didn’t reply.

Now that I see Shen Ying, I have a good chance to ask her.

The young lady was miserable for two days, and the maids in the yard also felt miserable and kept her company.

If the young lady is unhappy, how can the maids below smile happily?

"Oh, that." Shen Ying remembered that because she wanted to build good relationships with the local mountain people, she found Huang Xiu as a breakthrough point.

Because he wanted to cultivate his own network of contacts, he actually gave Huang Xiu some snacks.

They are all unpacked and can be reproduced in reality.

One good thing about this era is that things that cannot be replicated can be kept secret and called secret recipes and not passed on to others.

"That's called pork jerky. I still have some. The sweet one you mentioned is the honey-flavored one from last time, right?"

"Yes, that's right. It's the meat jerky that tastes as sweet as honey and is not dry at all."

Shen Ying said that she had some money reserved. "Should I go with you to get the money from the lady, or should I give it to you first and you put your fingerprint on it?"

After all, meat jerky is a big business, and Huang Xiu can't buy a few slices with his monthly salary.

So Shen Ying deliberately set up a framework and let Huang Xiu choose how to answer within this framework.

The girl was very hesitant. "I don't have much money, and I don't want to press my fingerprints. I haven't learned many characters yet."

"What else?" Since we are already able to do business, we don't want to set a precedent of being able to buy on credit or pick up the goods first.

Otherwise, the beneficiaries won’t say anything now, but who knows what will happen in the future.

"Well, why don't you come back with me to Master's house, and then I'll take you to see the young lady."

Shen Ying raised her eyebrows. This turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

I was just worrying about when I could expand my business to the wealthy local families. The little vinegar I had before was nothing to me.

She asked Huang Xiu to get in the car and drove to the back door of the Yuanwai Mansion.

Huang Xiu was already a familiar maid to everyone, but Shen Ying was not, so Shen Ying was temporarily stopped outside the door and Huang Xiu went in to report.

Shen Ying didn't just stand there waiting, but got back into the carriage and leisurely ate the spare cakes in the carriage.

They are called pastries, but in fact they are several glutinous rice cakes with different flavors and small cakes.

She wasn't here to ask anyone for favors, so she was naturally free and at ease.

When they were almost full, Huang Xiu came out again and said embarrassedly that it seemed like a long time had passed. The lady was making desserts to send to her friend's brother.

Shen Ying said she understood. As long as she was not exposed to the wind and sun and she had a car and food, it would be fine to wait.

Huang Xiu took her to a small kitchen in a yard. A woman whose clothes were different from those of other maids stood in the center, surrounded by several people. It seemed that she was cooking herself, but in fact she was just moving the spatula.

Someone took the right amount of sugar and she sprinkled it at the end.

Ah, this is what it means that in ancient times when a family had a little money, the girls in the family would cook for themselves.

Those ladies in some TV dramas who roll up their sleeves and cook soup are obviously a misunderstanding of ancient books.

Shen Ying still has time to think about her main business.

"You must be Shen Ying, right? Huang Xiu told me when your food will be ready."

Shen Ying thought to herself, this guy treated her like Huang Xiu, someone who could be ordered around at will.

"That depends on when someone slaughters pigs over there. This piece of meat needs to be the freshest, from a pig that has died within two hours. It has absorbed the moonlight overnight to cleanse away the dirt, blood, and odor.

The next day, it is baked and seasoned with a variety of spices, and finally dried, shaped, and sliced..." Shen Ying lied in a serious manner. "The sugar used is not ordinary sugar cubes, it must be a mixture of honey and soft white sugar to bring out its flavor."

The pork jerky that costs thirty or forty yuan a bag has been turned into a very difficult delicacy that requires the right time, place and people to make.

The young lady paused, then looked at Shen Ying straight in the eye.

"Nonsense, you are just a civilian from outside the province who has fled here, how could you have the energy and time to cook such food?" A woman who was dressed more elegantly than Huang Xiu and other maids raised her question.

There was disbelief in his eyes.

Shen Ying spread her hands: "I am here to escape, but didn't we say that we escaped because we were too poor to survive there?"

"There is food and drink there, and the food is so exquisite, why are you running away?"

Seeing that the young lady did not stop her, Shen Ying knew that the maid was asking on purpose because she saw what her master meant.

"Oh, because of the famine. When the famine came, how much money was enough to survive? A tree that is moved will die, but a person who moves will live. We were able to flee all the way from the north. We only had the same number of people when we set out.

You can buy livestock and take a boat, and you can start a business right after you settle down. This sister thinks, don’t you have something to do? By the way, my grandparents raise chickens, ducks and sheep, my second uncle’s family makes tofu, and my third uncle’s family is a businessman. What about my family?

Shen Ying paused for a moment, whetting the appetite of everyone in the room before continuing. "My family makes vinegar. The delicious vinegar used in your kitchen comes from my family. My family also makes wine, especially the fruit wine for women. It tastes so good that there is no other family that makes it within a hundred miles.

Also, have you forgotten that I came in to meet you now because I can share some snacks with others, and maybe it can help your lady relieve her worries."

Shen Ying's series of threats and rebuttals made everyone imagine that Shen Ying's family was actually from a wealthy family, otherwise how could they have escaped successfully and safely and get things started immediately.

If you are not from a big family, you can't do this at all.

"Xiao Ling, please don't be rude. You are a guest when you come to our house. Miss Shen, right? Please come this way. Let's talk in the room."

"Easy to say."

The two of them went out one after the other, and the maids around them no longer dared to look at Shen Ying casually.

Shen Ying looked at everyone's performance and thought to herself, as expected, one of the Shen family's survival rules is that when you go out, you give yourself an identity.

Look, the lady started to look at me with a relatively high regard.