[Pride and Prejudice] Mrs Bennett

Soaking in the hot pool, closing his eyes and taking a nap for a while, Grace finally felt a lot less tired.After getting up to dry her body with a handkerchief, she picked up the long home dress that the maid had prepared to put aside and put it on. She suddenly thought of a way to make money.

In fact, she had thought of this before, but she was always busy with other things that made her forget it temporarily.After returning to Langborn, she has nothing to do, and this matter can be put on the agenda again.In fact, this is what she wants to enjoy herself. She is used to using towels in modern times, and she has been washing her face and body with cotton cloth in the past few years since she came here, which made her feel quite uncomfortable.

The weaving method of towels is very simple, and pure cotton yarn is used. Now that the industrial revolution has begun, the cost is not high.Towels are considered consumables, and the early profits should be considerable.The first towel in history seems to have been tinkered with in the middle of the [-]th century, but now that the pneumatic tires have been made out in advance for her, the towel is nothing.

Putting on a long skirt and walking out of the bathroom, a red-haired girl about sixteen or seventeen years old was standing in the room with a straight figure, dressed as a maid.Seeing Grace come out, she greeted her and bowed her knees: "Hello Ma'am, I am Anna who was arranged by Butler Smith to serve you."

Looking up and down at the plain-looking girl, Grace nodded: "Do you know where is Mr.?"

"The Viscount and Mr. Smith are in the study." Anna replied with a slight bow.

Turning his head to glance at the clock, Grace ordered in a low voice: "Take me to the study."

"Yes." After possessing herself and bending over, Anna walked ahead and walked out of the master room.

Generally speaking, the layout of Bennett's mansion is not too different from that of the Viscount's mansion in London. To be correct, it should be that the architectural layout of England in this era is similar.The study room is a three-storey domed building independent from the east side of the main mansion. From the outside, it looks grand, luxurious and full of bookishness.Following Anna into the study, Grace found that the study was surrounded by a spiral staircase. Next to the staircase were bookshelves filled with various books.A huge desk made of nanmu is placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window under the spiral staircase facing the study door. There are three sofas in front of the desk, and a wooden coffee table between the sofa and the desk.

Mr. Bennett sat on the chair behind the desk and flipped through the account book in his hand, while Mr. Smith stood beside him bending over and talking in a low voice.Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mr. Bennet looked up, and the corner of his mouth raised a gentle arc: "You are here, dear."

"En." Grace nodded, and then told Anna who was standing by the door, "Go and see if the young master and miss have packed up, and then ask the kitchen to bring black tea and snacks." Then she thought of something to wrinkle He frowned, "Milk and honey don't need to be added to the black tea, they are delivered in separate containers."

"Yes." Anna bent down and exited the study, closing the door and leaving quickly.

"How is things going, Cecil?" Grace walked slowly to Mr. Bennett, casually glanced at the messy account books on the desk, "it's tea time, work is to be done It’s not over, let’s take a break, after so long carriage ride, aren’t you tired?”

Mr. Bennet smiled, stood up and held her hand, walked to the sofa and sat down together: "I didn't do anything, Mr. Smith just reported some things about Longborn to me."

"You have to pay attention to your own body, my dear." With a sideways glance at Mr. Bennett, Grace looked at Mr. Smith, "Mr. Smith, please gather all the servants in the house tomorrow morning so I can get to know them, now I don't know who is in charge of what in the family. Also, the cooks who used to be used to the family should come back tonight, so you can make good arrangements then."

At the beginning, because of pregnancy, he had to stay in London for a long time. Mr. Bennett, who originally brought only one cook, called over several cooks who stayed in Longborn and were trained/taught by Grace.All the servants who came back to London this time stayed, only the cook could not stay!

Grace’s memory of the British dark cuisine is too deep. Don’t mention her now, the taste of the Bennett family has been spoiled, and they usually don’t eat much when they attend other people’s dinners or dances.Fortunately, Dylan and Jane are still young, and they basically don't stay for dinner at other people's homes.

"Okay, ma'am." Mr. Smith had known his wife's shrewdness for a long time, and he was ready to hand over his housekeeping rights when he learned that the master's family was coming back, "I will have all the servants come to see you at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Yes. Then, I take my leave."

With Mr. Bennet's nod of approval, he stepped out of the study.The cook won't be home until evening, so tonight's dinner can only be served by him, the housekeeper.Although Mr. Smith is not as capable and thoughtful as Mr. Brown, he has more skills than him. At least in terms of cooking, Mr. Smith, who has been baptized by Grace, is better than Mr. Brown.

After Mr. Butler left, Mr. Bennett groaned in a low voice, no longer maintained his image and relaxed, leaned back on the sofa chair and closed his eyes.

"What do you say you are in such a hurry for?" Grace raised his hand and massaged Mr. Bennett's temple, his tone was filled with hate and heartache, "The account books are all there and you won't run away, go take a bath first to relax What about fatigue?"

Mr. Bennett suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Grace with those dark eyes, and said in a low voice, "If I had known that my dear wife would invite me to take a couple bath together, I wouldn't be so anxious."

Grace spat at him and withdrew the hand that was massaging him: "What are you thinking about, huh?"

"Isn't this a couple's thing, baby." Mr. Bennet took her hand cheekily. "But do you like my present, my dear lady?"

"It's not bad." Grace smiled when he thought of the big bath, "I didn't expect you to arrange for the bath to be repaired."

"Isn't it because I have a wife who likes to take a bath?" He buried his face in her shoulder, sniffing the faint scent of flowers on her body after bathing, "The scent of roses... I should give Mr. Smith a raise .” So understanding of taste, she even put flower petals in the bath water.

"...Honey, I have been married into the Bennett family for four years, and Mr. Smith has known most of my living habits in the past three years." So flower petal baths are nothing, when I was in Longbourne She is also used to taking a milk bath once a month.The countryside is good, and it’s even better to have your own farm. You can’t drink all the milk you produce, so you can use it however you want.

"Mr. Smith is in charge of more things now than before. Besides the land on the Longbourne side, he manages the land in two other counties. Whether it is our own farm or leased to those tenants, it is not so easy. Yes." Mr. Bennett said in Grace's ear, "He can't compare with Mr. Brown, but he has been working hard."

"You missed it, the construction of this mansion, the employment of servants and long-term labor, and the rental of our store in Meryton." Grace laughed twice, "It's not that I don't agree with you giving him a salary. It's just that your reason is too unreliable."

"I think that's the most reliable reason!" Mr. Bennet murmured, licking and kissing his wife's slender and fair neck in his arms, and nibbling twice, "You smell so good, Grace. "

At this moment, the door of the study was opened heavily, and Dylan and Jane ran in cheerfully, breaking the charm and ambiguity of the room.

"Dad, Mom, our new home is so beautiful!" Although children get tired easily, they are more energetic than adults. Dylan and Jane have already walked around Bennett's mansion under the leadership of the maid after washing up. up.

"Is it so beautiful?" Grace naturally pushed away Mr. Bennett who was still hugging her, his face was so dark, and he looked at her pair of precious children with crooked eyes, "Compared to our London Is the Viscount's mansion still beautiful?"

"Yeah!" Dylan nodded heavily, completely ignoring the dissatisfied father who looked at them, "London's home is also very beautiful, but I still like it better here! The bedroom here can see our farm, and the There are the lake in our house and the cattle and sheep on the endless pastures in the distance. Compared with the garden in London, it is really a little smaller..."

"London isn't as fun as the countryside!" Grace pinched Dylan's straight nose and said with a chuckle, "When we were in London, our lovely Dylan was tortured by Mrs. Wood's various etiquette lessons. Be cruel."

"Mom!" Even in precocity, Dylan is still a little girl who is only a few months away from turning four.He threw himself into Grace's arms, twisted his body and acted like a baby, and shouted in disbelief.

Jian Wei's big blue eyes looked at the mother and child who were hugging each other and blinked twice, walked to Mr. Bennett whose lips were tightly pressed together, put her small hand on his arm and asked innocently: "Dad, did you see Mr. Bennett?" Are Dylan and I unhappy?"

Looking down at his eldest daughter's almond eyes that resembled his wife's, the stiff lines on Mr. Bennett's face softened, suppressing the depression in his heart, he stretched out his arms and hugged the little girl: "How could daddy see the little princess?" Not happy! Do you like our new home?"

"I like it!" Jane waved her little hand, and her thick fan-like eyelashes trembled a few times because of the owner's excited movement, "It's bigger than our previous home, and my room is also very beautiful! Those dolls on the bed I love I like it very much too, did you tell Uncle Smith to prepare it for me, Dad?"

"That's what your mother ordered, little princess." Mr. Bennet kissed the little girl's supple cheek.

"Really." The little girl pouted, "I thought it was Dad, but it turned out to be nothing but happiness."

☆、Chapter 18