Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

The gates of Lu Garden were tightly closed.

It hasn't been open for several days.

Since the results of the provincial examination were announced, many wealthy and famous people have wanted to visit him.

Jiang Ziyan's reputation soared.

After all, it is quite rare for a ten-year-old to top the list of scholars.

Some people are curious about what the child prodigy looks like.

Some wanted their children to befriend him, but most of them were doing so because of Grand Tutor Cui.

Although I didn't have the opportunity to become a disciple of the Cui family, it was still a great honor to be able to associate with Cui Taifu's disciples and discuss scholarship.

Naturally, people fear becoming famous, just as pigs fear growing fat.

Even though the Jiang brothers, Jiang Zifeng and Jiang Ziyan, were only children, they had already attracted the attention of many matchmakers and wealthy and famous people.

Many wealthy men with daughters of similar age wanted to visit and take a look.

They all thought that even if they weren't of marriageable age, it didn't matter. They would arrange the marriage early and hold the Qujiang Banquet and the wedding banquet together when the day came when they passed the imperial examination.

Her own daughter thus became an official's wife.

Beautiful! Beautiful!

As luck would have it, when they went to ask, the homeowner wasn't there.

The two young masters were either studying at the Cui residence or out riding horses and enjoying the spring scenery.

They can't just chase after them.

Unfortunately, there was no male head of the household in the family who could step forward, and the men couldn't exactly chat with a woman.

In short, there are all sorts of excuses waiting for them, and even if you send out invitations, you still can't get one.

They simply gave small blue gifts to everyone who came to visit.

A small basket.

It was filled with food, a wide variety of items, but not much in quantity.

Dried bamboo shoots, dried mushrooms, pickled bamboo shoots, and various flavored pastries...

The so-called flower cakes actually looked like shortbread made with fillings of chrysanthemum and jasmine flowers.

It was quite popular with the ladies and young women.

They all sent people out to buy them.

I searched every pastry shop in Jiangzhou, big and small, but couldn't find it.

"Sister, it's not good to sneak in and out through the back door every day. It feels like we're doing something wrong when we go home." Xiuxiu had just returned from outside and picked up her teacup to drink it all in one gulp.

She continued, "I see that people outside all want Brother Feng and Brother Yan to be their sons-in-law. They're almost fighting over it. It's a bit of an exaggeration, but they do have good taste."

Lu Qingyao was working on the abacus when she suddenly stopped, her eyes crinkling with a smile. "It's just something new for a few days. After a few days, nobody will come anymore... But we can take this opportunity to do something."

She was so happy that both of her sons passed the exam at the same time that she couldn't sleep. She got up in the middle of the night to write a letter to her parents to share the good news.

However, she only mentioned her son's high school education; as for the case involving military pay, she didn't mention it at all for fear of leaks.

It's been a month or so since I last saw Yan Huan and Mu Yunji, and I wonder how things are going.

But this matter involves many aspects, and there's no way to rush it.

Thinking this, she instructed Haitang to send the small basket out.

My daughter said this thing is called a souvenir.

Although I don't know how the little guy came up with the name, it's quite clever.

It was filled with their own belongings.

This gift is neither too light nor too heavy; it's something you can casually accept when meeting a close friend or old acquaintance without feeling burdened, and there's no need to reciprocate.

Xiuxiu lifted the basket and looked inside. "Sister, these people are not related to us, and we don't know many of them. Many of them are wealthy ladies who have treated Qi Caiwei as an honored guest. Why are we sending them these?"

These flower cakes were made by her for her children; she couldn't bear to put even two in a basket.

Lu Qingyao picked up a chrysanthemum cake, broke it in half, and stuffed it into Xiuxiu's mouth.

She smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't be reluctant. These were all made by the chef according to your method. Some of what you made were sent to the Cui family and the Prince Jing's mansion, and the rest were eaten up by these children long ago."

"Did you finish it all?" Xiuxiu asked in surprise.

This pancake is incredibly popular!

She did a lot; she practically picked all the chrysanthemums and jasmine in the backyard until they were bare.

The filling is made from unopened flower petals, wrapped in flaky pastry and baked, resulting in a crispy, fragrant, and unique flavor.

Miao Miao told her how to make the flower cakes, saying she saw someone making them in a dream.

Having learned from past mistakes, she believed it.

However, I only dared to tell my older sister about this.

Although she knew there were many talented and extraordinary people in the world, they were all hidden away and wouldn't necessarily make a big fuss about it.

The result of speaking out is either being regarded as a living god or being regarded as a monster.

Moreover, Miaomiao is only three years old.

Lu Qingyao brought out a plate of pastries and placed it in front of her. "Of course I saved some for you. Don't underestimate these pastries. I had someone check, and quite a few people have been asking about them at the pastry shop these past few days..."

"Jiang Yue and I are thinking of opening a flower cake shop using fresh flowers from all four seasons as ingredients. What do you think?"

“Okay, let’s do it if you say so, sister,” Xiuxiu said without hesitation.

She doesn't know anything about business, but her older sister always has a good eye for business.

In just three years, they have made a fortune.

Lu Qingyao then began to carefully consider, "I think the climate in Jiangzhou is quite suitable for growing flowers. We can set aside a piece of land in the suburbs to grow flowers, and then use the flowers as filling to make cakes. We can eat different flowers in different seasons. Wouldn't that be unique?"

Xiuxiu nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that's right..."

The older sister said that if something is unique, then it is unique; she just thought the pancake was delicious.

Miaomiao especially loves to eat it.

My favorite food is still the rose petal cake.

However, the flower only blooms in April, and the cake can only be eaten in April.

Right now there are only chrysanthemums and jasmine; in two months there will be magnolias.

Lu Qingyao's lips curled up slightly. At this moment, Xi'er was also watching over Miaomiao. Lu Garden was sandwiched between the Cui and Cao residences, so she didn't have to worry about the safety of the residence at all.

Xiuxiu, on the other hand, had some free time and was busy in the kitchen, preparing meals for the family.

We should give her a proper status, so that no one will look down on her.

He then took Xiuxiu's hand and said, "Since you also think this is a good idea, how about we let you manage this pastry shop?"

Xiuxiu almost spat out her tea. "Shopkeeper? Sister, you dare to let me be the shopkeeper!"

Aren't you afraid of losing everything?

"I do know a few words, but I'm not quite at the level of reviewing accounts yet. I'm more suited to helping you grind ink, sister."

She clicked her tongue and continued eating the pancake.

Researching delicious food is no problem.

She was good at reading accounts, but when it came to dealing with people, she was completely inept.

I'm afraid of encountering difficult customers.

Unable to resist, he dislocated the man's arm.

"Not the shopkeeper, but the owner..."

Just as Lu Qingyao was about to continue speaking, she noticed a chubby little hand reaching up from under the table, trying to grab a pancake from the plate.

"Snapped……"

A sharp, merciless crack.

"Still eating! Look at your stomach, can you still eat?" Lu Qingyao pulled her little girl out from under the table.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped the crumbs from her mouth.

Jiang Miaomiao pouted at her mother, revealing a sweet smile, "Mother... just a small piece..."

"Big pieces or small pieces won't do." Lu Qingyao shook her head and pinched her daughter's little cheek.

Then Xiuxiu saw the little girl move closer to her, pouting, her eyes filled with tears, looking at her with a pitiful expression.

Oh my god!

Xiuxiu couldn't stand her like this.

I tore off a small piece and stuffed it into her mouth.

"That's all you can eat. If you eat too much, you'll get an upset stomach again."

Jiang Miaomiao: ……

Uh! A small piece is fine, even a grasshopper is meat.

After finishing her meal, she slid up onto the stool, swung her legs, and leisurely ate the melon seeds and fruit on the table.

In the blink of an eye.

There was a huge pile of fruit peels and melon seed shells on the table.

Lu Qingyao's lips twitched.

Is she raising a little freeloader?

So edible.

He pulled her into his arms and rubbed her little mouth, saying, "Still eating?! I'll sew your little mouth shut."

Xiuxiu covered her mouth and burst into laughter.

Suddenly, she remembered something. "Sister, the guy across the hall has gone to see Fang Xuezheng several times, but he's turned him away each time."

"Didn't you see him?"

"No, I didn't even get to see Fang Xuezheng, let alone his wife."

Lu Qingyao lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, "Let's add fuel to the fire."

"How to add it?"

Lu Qingyao had her maid give her the invitations she had prepared in advance. "Let's hold an autumn appreciation banquet and promote our flower cakes. It's also a way to bid farewell to Princess Liang and Princess Rong'an."

"This is great, it kills three birds with one stone." Xiuxiu suddenly understood why her older sister wanted to give that gift.

She picked up the post and flipped through it.

Somewhat surprised, she asked, "Sister, why are you inviting Madam Fang and Qi Caiwei as well? Aren't you afraid they'll fight?"

"Wouldn't it be better to fight?"

Xiuxiu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "Okay, I'll go and invite them myself..."

"But will they both come?"

Qi Caiwei, in particular, hated her elder sister to the core.

Lu Qingyao smiled and said, "Try telling Madam Fang that Princess Liang will also be attending the banquet, and then tell Qi Caiwei that Madam Fang is coming..."

“I want to go too…” Jiang Miaomiao raised her little hand.