The general kneels on the washboard again

About half a month had passed since Zhang Lan'er's incident. It was the coldest time of the year, and work at the tea factory had stopped. The first snow of the year fell heavily.

Every household in the village slaughtered pigs for the New Year, but Yue Niang didn't raise any pigs because they were too difficult to take care of.

I bought a 200-pound sheep from Zhao Xiaoming's house and asked several villagers to slaughter it. Now it is made into bacon and smoked.

Fu Shichuan was providing free medical treatment in the village, while Yue Niang, her grandmother, and Ji Mama were gathered around a stove smoking bacon.

This is when chalcedony came into being.

Xiaodie knocked on the door gently.

Yue Niang rubbed her hands and went to open the door. Yudai, wearing a white fur coat, was there holding a hand warmer.

"Boss Yu!" Yue Niang was a little surprised.

Yu Sui looked at Yue Niang and explained his purpose: "It snowed today, so the roads aren't so slippery. I was just worrying about gifts for my relatives during the first month of the lunar year, so I thought I'd order some tea to take back."

Yue Niang invited them in: "Boss Yu, it's cold outside, come in and talk."

Yu Sui led Xiao Die inside. Yue Niang looked at the shivering driver and said kindly, "Come in and sit down."

Yu Sui waved his hand, and the driver took out a lot of things from the carriage and said, "Xiao Die told me everything about what happened that day. Thank you, Yue Niang. I didn't know what you liked, so I just picked some at random."

"You're welcome, Boss Yu." Yue Niang always felt guilty when she heard this thank you.

Yuzui seemed to remember something and said, "Yes, and your brother, please pass these boxes of cakes to me."

As soon as they entered the house, the snow started to fall heavily again.

Yu Sui stared blankly at the heavy snow outside the door and sighed to himself: "Alas!"

Yue Niang made tea for them and said, "Boss Yu, why are you sighing?"

Yucui looked at the little girl in front of him, still unwilling to reveal his situation.

After a period of heavy snow, it actually became lighter.

Yucui drank Yueniang tea and said, "You can pick more tea next year, right? The taste of this winter tea and spring tea are both unique."

Yue Niang was still lingering on the first half of the sentence: "Yes, there will be more tea next year. Boss Yu, what do you think about opening a teahouse?"

Yu Sui was surprised that the girl's idea coincided with his own: "You have this idea? I want to invest."

'Investment'? This word...

"Boss Yu, do you know the owner of Haitangfang?"

"Master Yu? I recognize him, but we're not close. We've only eaten at the same table a few times."

"Okay." Yue Niang's tone was filled with disappointment.

Yucui didn't take it seriously. A wonderful man like Manager Yu was naturally a role model in the hearts of many women.

He continued the conversation and analyzed the pros and cons of the teahouse in Qingshi Town: "Tea is something that ordinary people can't afford. If you want to open a teahouse in Qingshi Town, you need to think more carefully."

Yue Niang really hadn't thought deeply about it yet. She just felt that if she was just a provider now, the profit would be far less than if she opened her own shop.

Besides, these shop owners can terminate the cooperation at any time.

"This is just Yue'er's temporary thought. Boss Yu, please don't laugh at Yue'er's lofty ambitions."

Yucui smiled happily: "How could that be? One must be upright and have lofty aspirations."

As soon as he said that, Yu Sui knew that he was too arrogant, and quickly made amends: "My Hao'er is one year younger than you. I usually say that he is used to preaching, but I didn't mean to preach to you."

Yue Niang didn't even take it to heart: "Boss Yu, you don't need to explain. Yue Niang's mother passed away early. Boss Yu's words reminded me of when she was alive."

At this time last year, the lives of the original owner and his mother were already in countdown.

Seeing Yue Niang speak so sincerely, Yu Sui felt relieved. She always thought that her son Hao'er was mature enough, but compared with Yue Niang, he was still a child at heart.

Yue Niang also knew the follow-up of Zhang Lan'er's affair. Zhang Lan'er ended up becoming a concubine, and Master Ding was fooling around with her every day.

Thinking of Zhang Lan'er's past deeds, Yue Niang whispered in Yu Sui's ear: "Boss Yu, be careful. Zhang Lan'er is not upright. Be careful that she will get a disease."

Yu Sui was shocked: "Yueniang, who taught you all this?" He felt more distressed than surprised.

Fu Shichuan was not here at the moment, so Yue Niang had no choice but to lie: "My third uncle is a doctor, Boss Yu, you must be careful."

At this moment, Mother Ji also helped Grandmother to go to the toilet. Yu Sui said, "Ever since she got pregnant with Hao'er, he has never stayed in my courtyard again. All these worries are unnecessary."

Chalcedony has been very confused lately and I can't make sense of anything.

Braving the wind and snow, the village chief also came to Yue Niang's house.

"Yue Niang, here's a letter from Kyoto. It was delivered overnight and seems to be quite urgent."

Yue Niang opened the letter. The handwriting inside was vigorous and powerful, and it was sent by Jiang Yunxiao.

He said that he had successfully avoided several penalties by eating fish and barbecue, and that his grandfather's family would come to this year's New Year's Eve dinner, so he wanted to ask Yue Niang to write a menu.

There was also a silver note in the envelope.

Yue Niang told the contents of the letter, omitting Jiang Yunxiao's name. Yu Sui listened and naturally felt embarrassed to stay any longer: "Yue Niang, then I will go back after weighing the tea."

The village chief accompanied them all the way, and only after seeing off Yu Sui and his group did he say to Yue Niang, "Yue Niang, the messenger is still waiting."

! ! Messenger.

"He is so amazing! He even used a messenger to deliver a letter asking for a recipe." He was greatly impressed by the convenience of power and money.

Yue Niang immediately returned to her room. She had written some recipes and wanted to use them after the teahouse was finalized, so she gave them to him now.

There were main dishes such as Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Braised Spare Ribs, and Sweet and Sour Pork Tenderloin, as well as snacks such as cold rice noodles and five-flavor sand cake. He tore off a few pages, folded them with the silver note, and handed them to the messenger.

Seeing that Yue Niang hadn't replied, the messenger was a little puzzled: "Miss Fu, do you have anything to tell the young master?"

Yue Niang was stunned. "Hmm? You want a reply? Uh, then tell him for me, Happy New Year, and try to avoid going to red-light districts next year."

When the messenger returned to Kyoto, the Duke and his wife were there. They had tidied their clothes and were about to go and pick up Jiang Yunxiao's grandfather, General Huaihua.

Then the messenger relayed Yue Niang's message in front of the Duke and his wife: "Young Master, Miss Fu asked me to pass on a message: 'Happy New Year! Please avoid visiting brothels next year.'"

So Jiang Yunxiao suffered a mixed doubles defeat at the hands of his parents. Of course, that’s a story for later.

Yue Niang returned home alone. Old Mrs. Fu was still awake, as if she was waiting for Yue Niang.

"Grandma, are you waiting for me?"

Old Mrs. Fu stood up and said, "Come over here quickly. Are you freezing?"

Yue Niang walked over obediently: "No, Grandma, it's okay if it snows now, but it will be fatal when the snow melts."

After sitting down, Old Lady Fu took out dozens of taels of silver from her bosom. Yue Niang was puzzled: "Grandma, what are you doing?" She didn't take it.

Old Lady Fu handed it to her and held it in her arms: "Yue'er, the harvest was poor this year. Nanshan Village barely survived this winter because of working for you, but I heard that many refugees have poured into the town."

It must have been said by Fu Shichuan. His compassion and kindness are exactly the same as the old lady's.