Red Chamber: After lying down completely, Daiyu fell in love with her

"In previous years, ice was available for us to use, but this year, the Second Young Mistress personally ordered that ice is limited."

Jia Jue frowned slightly when he heard that there was no ice in this weather.

There is no such thing as an air conditioner or fan around me now.

This is just the beginning of summer, and Wang Xifeng restricts the use of ice.

If it is midsummer and there is no ice to keep cool, it is estimated that it will be hot to death.

Of course Jia Jue knew the reason.

There is no money in the house.

Although he took Jia Jue's 500 taels of silver before, he spent a lot of it in preparation for the Queen Mother's birthday gift.

And because the old lady was sick, I asked the imperial doctor to take care of it up and down.

I guess I'm out of money.

Otherwise, there would be no restrictions on such trivial matters.

It is very troublesome to use ice cubes in summer nowadays.

Mostly in winter, a large amount of ice is produced and stored in the ice cellar.

In summer, take it out and use it.

As a result, in summer, some ice cubes are used less.

There is no supplement at all.

There is no ice in summer, which is really a headache.

Jia Jue lowered his head and thought for a moment, thinking of the method of making ice that he happened to see in his previous life.

Turn around and tell Xiao Hong to find some saltpeter.

Nowadays, fireworks are prevalent, and saltpeter is stored in every prefecture, not for a while.

Xiaohong found saltpeter.

Qingwen looked at her third master suspiciously.

Could it be that the third master wants to make fireworks by himself in broad daylight?

It's still the third master who can be naughty.

The saltpeter was found, but there was no water.

It was a bit negligent.

Jia Jue asked Qingwen to bring another bucket of water.

As the saltpeter was poured into the water, the clear well water quickly condensed.

Soon.

A bucket of steaming ice appeared in front of everyone.

This.

"Third Master, you are amazing!"

Xiao Hong at the side looked at Jia Jue in surprise.

Unexpectedly, the third master has such ability.

Even ice cubes can be made at will.

After that, their Black Bamboo Courtyard will not lack ice cubes.

Thinking of the freedom of Ice Cube in the future, Xiaohong and Qingwen were very excited.

You must know that it is only early summer, and it is too hot to sleep at night.

Even with a mat made of summer bamboo, I still sweat.

With this ice-making method, when you go to sleep at night, you can fill the house with ice cubes wantonly.

And the cost is extremely low, just a few pieces of saltpeter.

Nowadays, the gods and gunpowder are prevalent.

Most of them are used to make fireworks among the people, while a few of the Shenchao army are equipped with firecrackers.

There are many disadvantages of firecrackers, because of their poor accuracy, low lethality, and easy bombing.

Not taken seriously in the military.

As a result, a large amount of saltpeter flowed into the people and was made into fireworks for the enjoyment of wealthy families.

After letting Xiaohong and Qingwen know the specific method of making ice, Jia Jue went to lie down on the rocking chair again.

It is convenient to have subordinates to work, at least you don't have to do it yourself.

In one afternoon, Xiaohong and Qingwen worked together to create a room full of ice cubes.

The two were excited as they watched the process of the water gradually turning into ice cubes.

This novelty aroused great interest between the two.

After teaching the two how to make ice at noon, Jia Jue lay down in the room and fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes, the candles in the house were already lit.

The cool air around made Jia Jue lightly touch his arm.

Not right.

Although it is early summer, it can't be so cold.

what happened?

When Jia Jue opened his eyes, he was really taken aback.

There are ice blocks all over the place where the house can fall.

There are pieces of crushed ice in the wooden barrel, and there are various fresh foods in the ice.

Looking at this scene, Jia Jue's expression was a little strange.

The two little girls are completely stubborn.

Making so many ice cubes is to make him sleep under a quilt at night?

Just as he was about to scold the two of them, there was a knock on the door.

It turned out that the evening meal was about to begin.

Yuanyang, Jiamu's personal servant girl, came to inform her personally.

Jia Jue didn't refuse, changed his clothes, and walked towards Rongqing Hall.

Along the way, I could hear a few gossips from the servants, but Jia Jue ignored them lazily and walked straight past.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Jia Mu sitting in the first place.

And Wang Xifeng was joking aside, as if returning to the previous scene.

Pieces of red candles are lit in the hall, decorated with lanterns and festoons, making it lively.

And all kinds of iced food are placed everywhere, it is really a luxurious banquet.

It's just that Mother Jia is still a little dissatisfied.

After all, this is a celebration of my recovery from a serious illness, and I feel that this banquet has less things than before.

"Feng girl, why are there so few ice cubes today, it is much less than in previous years."

Mother Jia frowned slightly and asked.

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Mother Jia is a face-saving person.

Now it's another Jia family reunion.

She was still slightly annoyed that Wang Xifeng was allowed to do this.

Even items like ice cubes were not enough, which really made Mother Jia a little unhappy.

Hearing Jia Mu's question, Wang Xifeng was also a little ashamed.

It's not that there aren't so many ice cubes in the house, but that it's only early summer, and the account has been short-lived recently.

For ice cubes, a must-have in summer, you still have to count.

Wang Xifeng laughed and explained:

"Please forgive my ancestors, I forgot this."

"I didn't feel so hot when I went out today, but I didn't expect it."

Mrs. Wang next to her looked at Wang Xifeng.

I always feel that this niece of the family is too bright tonight.

In the past, what Wang Xifeng said would depend on Mrs. Wang first.

After all, Mrs. Wang is the real head of the second house.

Wang Xifeng was just asking Mother Jia to handle all kinds of errands for the sake of the big house's face.

Tonight, Wang Xifeng didn't seem to be able to see herself.

Very active.

Mrs. Wang also understands the truth.

Today the old lady determined the future division of the Rongguo Mansion. If Jia Lian can inherit the title in the future, Wang Xifeng naturally doesn't have to look at her face.

It's just that Mrs. Wang is not reconciled.

He still has one last hope.

As long as his elder brother Wang Ziteng successfully becomes the governor of the Beijing camp, the matter of the title of the Rongguo Mansion will be a matter of course.

It seems that Jiamu still needs to speak.

After all, the former Beijing Camp Jiedushi was held by the Jia family for generations.

It can be said that it is the headquarters of the Jia family.

And the military is a place where personal charm is emphasized. Wang Ziteng wants to serve as the military envoy of the Beijing camp as a side general.

The Jia family needs to deal with it.

Now the members of the Jia family do not join the army, but most of the Jingying troops guarding Shenjing are supported by Jia Daishan.

The Jia family's words still have some weight in the three-acre land in Beijing camp.

It seems that in a few days, I will give Master Jia Zheng a pillow breeze.

Mrs. Wang looked at Wang Xifeng with dark eyes.

It is not certain who will inherit the title in the end.

Let this little girl chatter for a while.

After listening to Wang Xifeng's explanation, Jia's mother also recovered her face.

Smiling, the whole body is like Maitreya Buddha, calling everyone to sit down.

"Today I recovered a life, and I have figured out a lot."

"It's not enough to rely on the shadow of our ancestors alone. I want to choose a few juniors to guard the border."

"After a few years, at least we can have a title next to us when we come back, so that we can be safe."

After saying this, Mother Jia laughed.

He looked at the many juniors present.

Needless to say, Jia Lian and Jia Jue, Jia's mother talked about these things several times today.