Jia Juan of the New Red Mansion

There is a tea shed in Changlingpo on the outskirts of Beijing. The tea owner is quite business-minded. Seeing that Changlingpo is on the official road, it is the only way to enter the capital.So, he spent his savings and borrowed some money from relatives and friends, bought a piece of land, and built this tea shed for merchants to rest and drink tea.This is a superficial rhetoric, but in fact the tea boss has a history.

The tea owner's father is Manager Zhao of Wending Hou Zhuangzi, his sister-in-law is a maid released by the Hou Mansion, and the village he lives in is all property of the Hou Mansion.The tea owner used to be an errand in the Hou's Mansion, but later became the manager of the village and only took care of the land rent in this area.

On weekdays, her daughter-in-law and two half-grown boys watch over her. Although she has started a small business and the daily income is enough to cover the family's expenses, the tea owner has not abandoned his land, and only works when the farm is free. Help at the teahouse.

Today, as soon as the tea boss came home from the field, he saw his youngest son running up panting. He said that there were two groups of guests from the tea shed, and his mother told him to hurry over to help.As soon as the tea owner heard that the business was booming, he happily locked the courtyard door, and ran to the tea shed, wondering if the new aunt had arrived.

Madam specially sent someone to send a letter, asking him to observe the new aunt's inappropriateness and character. Of course, only the tea boss knows about this, and even his wife is hiding it. It's not that she doesn't believe her, but she is afraid of her Inadvertently revealing the horse's feet ruined his wife's affairs.

In the distance, I saw a few carriages parked in front of the tea shed, and around them stood a dozen or so men dressed as servants. When they entered the tea shed, they happened to meet five or six well-dressed women and maidservants.

The tea boss has seen the world.Judging by their posture, they don't look like ordinary people. Knowing that the big family has many rules, they hurriedly lowered their heads and sneaked into the stove behind the tea shed.His wife was squatting on the ground to add firewood to the stove, "What day is it today, why are there so many people here?" She actually wanted to find out the identity of this pedestrian.

"There's money to be made, but you still think it's too much money?" His wife gave him a sideways look, "Help knead the dough quickly, the ladies and grandmas outside can't afford to be hungry." I figured out a way to find out.

The tea boss lifted the lid of the pot, and there were steaming steamed buns in the pot, counting exactly ten big buns in one pot. "I still need to make steamed buns. There are about twenty pieces in the pot and on the table. It should be enough for a human head. Why bother to make new steamed buns? The leftover steamed buns can't be sold, and the two boys have to eat again." complained."

When they first started their business, the couple had no experience, so it was easy to cope with making too little steamed buns, but they had to take it home and eat by themselves if they made too much.The two boys felt tired after eating too much, "It's not that you don't know that the big family pays attention to it, how can you appreciate it, the girl told me to make fresh white flour steamed buns again." The corner of the tea owner's mouth twitched, rolled up his sleeves Grab a ball of dough and knead it lightly.

There are two and a half sons in his family, the youngest son greets the guests outside, and the eldest son comes in to get the freshly baked steamed buns in the pot. Of course, these are for the servants to eat. The steamed buns on the table have run out of heat, so they have to be steamed again.

"Mrs. Fu, our girl asked when the steamed buns will be ready." A girl in an emerald green dress dressed as slave or master got off the carriage, and when she entered the tea shed, she covered her nose with a look of disgust. look like. "

"I'm talking about Miss Cai'er. Your lady thought that the steamed buns were conjured up by the God of Da Luo, so she said it's good to make them. Just wait. If you can't wait, you can eat these." It should be the girl who answered. As for Mrs. Fu mentioned, the tea boss saw the word Lin on the servant's waist card with sharp eyes, and the leading servant looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he turned out to be the servant of Mr. Lin's mansion.

Now that I think about it, this Mrs. Fu is the woman in charge next to Mrs. Lin, and I have seen it last time.I wanted to go up to say hello, but I was afraid that someone would be serious, so I gave up the idea.

Miss Cai'er looked at the steaming steamed buns on the table, "Why are these steamed buns so dark, how can people eat them?" As soon as the words fell, the servants who were squatting outside eating steamed buns and drinking porridge raised their heads one after another, and cast contemptuous and angry expressions. look.

Mrs. Fu broke off a mouthful of steamed buns and chewed them in her mouth, "That's why the girl doesn't understand. These are steamed buns made from buckwheat noodles, which are even more chewy than white noodles. The tea boss here is really willing to spend money. "One of the servants was bold, and then said, "Your girl is particular about it. It's really a lot of things to eat white flour steamed buns. If we didn't bring you along the way, we would have arrived in the capital long ago, and there is no need to eat it. Drink porridge here."

The servant's voice was rough, and Cai'er moved her feet in fear, and said with a small mouth, "Mrs. Fu, why don't you eat the black steamed buns, and wait for the white flour steamed buns." "Miss Cai'er, are you Can't count, or do the eyes grow on the top of the head? These few plates of steamed buns are not enough for the servants to share, we don't wait, do we want two people to share a steamed bun?" A maid replied sharply, causing Come to the laughter of the people present.

Miss Cai'er couldn't lose face, she turned around, twisted her buttocks and slapped down her handkerchief, "I don't want to meet you country people." The tea owner happened to be facing the door of the kitchen. Seeing this scene, he took the dough He slammed it hard on the panel and muttered in a low voice, "Be poor."

Her daughter-in-law's nose was itchy from the raised flour, she turned her back and sneezed, "I'm going to die, good flour has something to do with you." The stove and the tea shed were only separated by a straw mat. It's just to keep out the wind, and the movement from the kitchen can be clearly heard in the tea shed.

A few women and maids couldn't help laughing out loud, they had long ignored the manners of the master and servant in the carriage, and they were not serious masters, but put on airs to the fullest. "What are you talking about, no one cares about being poor." Miss Cai'er rushed in, pointing at the tea boss's nose and cursing.

The tea owner’s daughter-in-law was startled at first, and then raised the rolling pin to protect the tea owner, “Who dares to scold my man.” “Brother, hit her.” The youngest son pushed Miss Cai’er down forcefully, “I told you to bully her.” My father and my mother." The eldest son raised his small fist and was about to swing it down, Cai'er closed her eyes while crying, she didn't see her fist coming down for a long time, she shook her body and opened her eyes.

It turned out that it was Mrs. Fu who stopped the eldest son, "Young brother can't do it." "Dagui, how did father teach you, why don't you hurry up and apologize." Dagui admitted his mistake unwillingly. , took his brother's hand and ran away.The tea boss raised his hand to Mrs. Fu, "Discipline is not strict, it made my wife laugh."

Mrs. Fu had already recognized the tea boss, so she deliberately pretended not to know him and returned a half blessing. "My mother-in-law is just a slave. How dare I call my wife a boss? If the boss doesn't mind it, just call my mother-in-law to bless her. This is because my mother-in-law didn't think carefully about this matter. She should Sending someone to pass it on in advance will not make the boss too busy." The tea boss twitched the corners of his mouth, and he was quite good at pretending.

"It's just making steamed buns. I don't know what to say. Hehe, it's all right. I'm grateful for taking care of the small business. I don't think the money is low." The tea boss offered to ask Mrs. Fu to sit back. Ask the eldest son to bring hot tea to the guests, and then wink to remind the daughter-in-law to help the girl Cai'er on the ground.

Before his wife's hand touched Cai'er, Cai'er ungratefully avoided her. "Look at your dirty hands, it's disgusting. This girl's outfit is a new one, won't you pay for it if it gets dirty?" Cai'er got up, and looked at the coarse clothes of the tea owner's wife, "You look poor."

Mrs. Fu shook her head, what kind of slaves are raised by what kind of master, this Zhen family is like a hegemon in the south of the Yangtze River, powerful, a group of slaves raised in the mansion, each of them has grown powerful, obviously they are slaves who think they are more delicate than others .

It is said that the seventh-rank officials in front of the prime minister's gate are easy to see, but difficult for little ghosts. This saying is most appropriate for the Zhen family.When I was in Yangzhou, Mrs. Fu sent gifts back to Mrs. Zhen on behalf of his wife. She gave several purses from the entrance to the inner courtyard. Mrs. Fu had the foresight to specifically ask Mrs. Fu to bring more purses, otherwise Mrs. Fu The son had to lose face of the Lin family.

"Miss Cai'er, please be considerate of your girl's face. If this trouble continues, you will lose your girl's face." Mrs. Fu solemnly reminded Cai'er that she had been a servant of the Lin family all her life, and now she is in a respectable position. Can't deal with this kind of yellow-haired girl.

In the past, there was an element of watching a drama, deliberately making Caier look ugly, but now it is getting more and more outrageous to see Caier, actually arguing with people outside, she is not like a maid from a wealthy family at all, even a girl who doesn't know the rules in the market is better than her. She is more sensible, I really don't know how the Zhen family raped the maid.

Miss Cai'er is a poor smoker, after being taught by Mrs. Fu, she hastily shrank in a corner obediently and did not dare to say a word.The tea boss smiled, and beckoned his wife to continue with the work at hand. "The child's father, which family's servants are they from?" His wife finally understood the identities of these children and asked curiously.

"What do you want to do, hurry up and make the steamed buns. Be careful that the lady in the carriage is hungry and has to come out to scold people." Mrs. Fu smiled kindly when she heard the conversation in the back room.He waved to the youngest son of the tea owner, "Mother-in-law, you call me." The youngest son had a very sweet mouth.

The quick-mouthed servant girl next to Mrs. Fu took out a piece of rice flower candy from her pocket and handed it to the younger son, "I'll eat it for you. It's delicious." Huan'er, the little maid, was bought by Mrs. Fu's son to honor his mother, because She is a servant of the servant's family, not as good as the servant girl who works in the mansion, and cannot eat these delicate snacks on weekdays, so every time she gets something delicious, she will hide it for several days.

"It's rice cracker candy." The youngest son thanked Huan'er, and even knew to give half of it to his brother, and then put it in his mouth. "Sister, it's not tasty if you eat it like this. You have to put it on your tongue like me, and it will taste good when it melts slowly." Huan'er blinked her eyes, and started to imitate it.

Rice Krispies candy is not something that ordinary people can afford. This pack of Rice Krispies was given to Mrs. Fu by my wife, and Mrs. Fu gave it to Huan'er if she didn't like sweets.The son of a tea shed owner actually knows rice cake candy. Judging from his appearance, it should not be the first time he has eaten rice cake candy.

"You know about rice flower candy even if you are poor, so you must have stolen it somewhere." Miss Cai'er helped a girl dressed as a woman into the house, and the two women and a maid at the other table had faces on their faces. Although he was reluctant, he consciously squeezed into Mrs. Fu's table.Consciously vacate an empty table.

The youngest son jumped up in front of Cai'er unhappily, "You are the only one who steals, and your whole family steals." "You, you, bullying people." Miss Caier stuttered in anxiety.The younger son mischievously imitated her and stammered, "I, I, just bullied you." Huan'er thought it was funny, and her stomach hurt from laughing. Several times she wanted to push Caier to the ground and beat her up. Just know how to order Huan'er and the other two big maids.

"Cai'er, don't be rude." The veiled girl scolded softly.Cai'er flushed with anger, "Girl, look..." "That's enough, before you go to Beijing, have you forgotten your lord's instruction? Your lord told you to obey Mrs. Fu's arrangements on the way and not to cause trouble." The girl is quite reasonable.

The tea boss brought a plate of white flour steamed buns and put it in front of the girl. Because he didn't know what to call it, he called it guest officer, which sounded nondescript and not rude. "Did you come to Beijing from the south of the Yangtze River?" This question was asked by Mrs. Fu, and the accent of Caier's master and servant was from the south.But Mrs. Fu and others are all Beijing movies.

"The mother-in-law is sending gifts back to the old lady in-laws on behalf of the wife, and then taking them back to the waiting mansion by the way." Huan'er spoke quickly.Mrs. Fu glared at her, "Why do they, ours, call you Auntie? Also, Miss Cai'er, although this is not the capital city, you should change your mind."

Cai'er wanted to retort, but was stopped by her aunt. "You are so good to learn the rules from Mrs. Fu. Beijing is not as good as we are in the south. There are so many rules." "Yes, aunt, yes, aunt." Cai'er finally restrained herself a bit, and did not dare to speak nonsense.

"After you finish eating, drink a bowl of porridge before you go on the road. Only when you are full can you go on your way. There is no place to rest in front of you. I will ask the child's mother to pack some dry food for you, in case the big brothers are hungry. It is also convenient to hold it in your hand and eat it.” The tea boss is pretty good at doing business, Mrs. Fu happily thanked the boss, and gave more tea money, which is a thank you to the tea boss.

The tea boss reluctantly accepted it after some pushback.At this time, someone came from the village, "Brother Zhao, Mr. Zhao sent someone to deliver a message, and asked you to take time to go back to the Hou's mansion, saying that the mansion is looking for you if there is something important to do." Finished, seeing outsiders present, stopped the topic. "Okay, I'll go after I'm done." The man was also taken aback by the people in the tea shed, and quickly helped the eldest son serve porridge.

When Mrs. Fu heard about the Hou Mansion, she looked at the tea proprietor ambiguously. The tea proprietor felt a little embarrassed when she saw her, blocking the sight of Aunt Niang and Cai Er, and raised her eyebrows. Who is this? Mrs. Fu smiled, she dared to say that the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple, and the family did not recognize the family.

After everyone ate and drank enough, they waited for Auntie and Caier to get on the carriage, "Boss Tea, that Auntie just now is the Auntie of your Lord Hou Xinna, because Mrs. Lin wants to send a gift back to the Rongguo Mansion, so Lord Hou asked you Master Lin, send Auntie back to the Hou Mansion smoothly." Because everyone is the confidant of the master's family, they all knew each other's identities when they went to Yangzhou to rest in the teahouse last time.