Su Qingluan thought for a moment, nodded to the boy and said with a smile: "Please wait a moment, there is still a fire in my kitchen."
The boy actually snorted coldly: "Ms. Su, please don't push back and forth. You have to go see my master sooner or later, right?"
When Su Qingluan heard that the other party was so ignorant, the smile on her face also faded, and she said with a faint smile: "Are you sure you want to say everything and get everything done?" She glanced up and down. Looking at the boy's clothes, he said, "I am favored by noble people, but with your clothes, I'm afraid you are still a second-class boy, right?"
Second class boy sounds better than third class. However, there are only third-class servants in Xie Zian's house. As long as he has been working for a while, is not too reckless, or is more clever at cleaning, he can gradually become a second-class servant.
Most of the remaining third-class servants are recruited from outside to do chores, and some are even punished and reprimanded for doing wrong things.
This boy is a son of the family, but he has been working as a second-class boy for five or six years with Xie Zian and has not yet been promoted. Even among the boys who are also second-class, they are often assigned to this kind of message-passing job.
Of course, it was definitely not his turn to send messages that could ask for reward money.
Su Qingluan reminded him with a few words: Now Mrs. Su has made her master unhappy, but if he says it all, if Su Qingluan gains power again, his life will be difficult.
At least so far, this possibility is quite high.
So he calmed down his previous arrogance. Although he was still not very friendly, he was at least not so aggressive.
Seeing that his attitude had softened, Su Qingluan didn't force him to do anything. He turned back to the stove and extinguished the fire in the furnace.
After thinking for a while, he wrote another note with only one sentence: "I'm in Xie's Mansion. Ask the shopkeeper of Hongfu Building for details." Then he placed the note on the square table in the center of the main room.
Su Qingluan packed up, turned around and followed the boy out.
She was not surprised at all why people from Xie Zian's house found her here, so in order not to cause trouble to her family, she did not want to spend any time escaping.
That note was meant to prevent her family from being implicated if something happened to her and the other party really didn't follow martial ethics. Then she wasn't sure if Shopkeeper Liang could find a way to save her.
However, she still had no intention of admitting defeat like this, so she was also thinking about what it was about herself that angered Xie Zian, a very emotionally unstable chuunibyou?
From Su's house to Xie Zian's house, even if you take a carriage, it takes almost an hour, and if you walk, you have to wait until the sun goes down. Therefore, the boy naturally came by car.
It's just that this time Su Qingluan's "treatment" was naturally not as "high-end" as that of a carriage. It was only pulled by a mule, and it was still a "convertible".
Although it was still as bumpy as riding on the most unreliable roller coaster, after all, Su Qingluan had already endured the hardships of this era, and after enduring it, he finally arrived at Xie's house dizzy.
Of course, during this whole process, Su Qingluan greeted Xie Zi'an's eighteenth generation ancestors countless times, and performed Zu'an mime countless times in front of his eighteenth generation ancestors.
Although this mansion still looked so exquisite and graceful, with views everywhere, Su Qingluan felt depressed and cramped everywhere, which was annoying.
When he saw Xie Zian, he no longer smiled like he did before and returned to his original arrogant and domineering appearance.
He sat high up in the middle of the pavilion, looking down at Su Qingluan who was kneeling on the ground and saluting.
In fact, every time Su Qingluan knelt down and prayed, his mood was a bit subtle - in the memory of his previous life, except for the statues of gods in the temple, only the elderly who had passed away needed to kneel down and pray.
So she didn't dare to let anyone kneel down to her. She always felt like her life would be shortened if she was knelt down like this - especially by an older person.
So when Su Qingluan was kneeling on the ground, he was also silently complaining about this young man in front of him: This brat has no talent in the world and has made great contributions to the benefit of all people. He is so arrogant every day that people kneel down and worship him. I don't know if he is worthy of it. Are you afraid of losing your life?
Seeing that although Su Qingluan knelt down and worshiped, there was no trace of fear on his face. Xie Zian became angry and slapped the stone table in the pavilion hard.
He gasped because he probably slapped it too hard. The old housekeeper next to him was startled, and quickly called for his servants to get the gold wound medicine, which took a long time to apply and bandage.
Su Qingluan lowered her eyebrows and knelt on the ground, but she was thinking in her heart: Oh, the table is well done.
Xie Zian calmed down for a long time, feeling the burning sensation in his palms, and then he snorted coldly at Su Qingluan: "Do you admit your guilt?"
"Young women don't know." Su Qingluan replied very kindly and elegantly, but in her heart, Zu An was arrogant: Haha, my biggest sin is not giving you this thing.
Although it was rationally impossible for her to do this, Su Qingluan really wanted to rush forward and give this chuunibyou a shot on his brain.
"I heard that your jam is inferior and you want to trick me?" Xie Zian asked coldly.
This is a serious crime.
Su Qingluan suddenly raised his head: Who is saying such things behind his back? She admits that she is obsessed with money, but when it comes to making ingredients, she has never been short-changed and made the best!
Thinking of this, she narrowed her eyes and said, "May I ask Xie Xiaolangjun if you agree to let me confront that person?"
"Oh, you still want to deny it?" Xie Zian said angrily, "Didn't you replace the high-quality peach fruit with that unattractive wild fruit?"
Su Qingluan:...? ?
She explained with some hesitation: "Xie Xiaolangjun, a daughter of the people... never said that the jam is made of peaches?"
joke! She knew about Hantao, which was what she called "cherry" and "cherry" in her previous life. Ripe cherries are very sweet and can be used as fresh jam. However, if you want to store them for a long time, adding too much sugar will make them taste cloying.
What's more, although peaches are a common fruit on the market, they are more expensive than ordinary vegetables. If such "expensive" fruits are used as jam raw materials, the cost will definitely increase further.
The most important point is that the "local resources" that could have been used - the wild fruits that grow in pits and valleys are completely useless.
So no matter what, Su Qingluan would not use peaches as jam raw material.
Hearing Su Qingluan's words, Xie Zian was stunned: "Then what was the jam I ate before?"
"It's the wild fruit that you said was 'not on the market.'" Su Qingluan told the truth - after all, this thing will be mass-produced sooner or later, so he couldn't hide it, so he simply admitted it openly.
"You actually fooled me with wild fruits!" Xie Zian pointed at Su Qingluan with trembling fingers, "I also said a lot of good things about your jam in the letter!"
Su Qingluan said in her heart: In view of all the good words, she decided to temporarily stop Zu An from refreshing the screen.
After thinking for a while, she looked up at Xie Zian and asked in a very calm tone: "Why would Mr. Xie Xiaolang think that wild fruits are 'not available on the market'? Is it because they grow in the mountains and fields?"
Xie Zian didn't expect Su Qingluan to ask such a question, and was stunned for a moment.
Su Qingluan asked: "Then I would like to ask Mr. Xie Xiaolang, if precious herbs such as ginseng and Ganoderma are not planted in the herbal fields of wealthy families, why do they still spend tens of millions of dollars to collect wild old ginseng?"
Xie Zian couldn't help but fell into deep thought when he heard Su Qingluan's words.
Seeing that the other party had listened, Su Qingluan quickly struck while the iron was hot: "Besides, you are a wealthy person, so you naturally have no shortage of delicious food. Why do you have to go to all the trouble to find the game in the deep sea and mountains?"
For example, the sole fish from before was definitely not considered "common" according to the standards of this era. Strictly speaking, it was considered a "delicacy."
Xie Zian grew up surrounded by gold and silver and didn't have many memories of illness. But when it comes to eating and drinking, he simply doesn't have much experience.
So when Su Qingluan mentioned "delicacies from the mountains and the sea", Xie Zian immediately understood the meaning of Su Qingluan's words, and nodded seriously, thinking: Indeed, in comparison, many delicacies from the mountains and the sea are just Bitian. There are many delicious things grown and raised in the garden.
Su Qingluan saw that the other party had already believed the other party, but the old housekeeper next to him was still doubtful, so he began to deceive him more and more: "As the saying goes, 'natural selection', if you want to survive in the mountains and wilds, birds and animals have to hunt. Flowers, plants and trees must absorb the essence of the aura of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, so how can fruits that have been nurtured by the aura of heaven and earth be comparable to ordinary fruits?"
In fact, what Su Qingluan said, if Xie Zian knew a little bit about crop improvement and hybridization, he would understand that she was using an example to cover all the sophistry.
Although there are indeed some species that taste more delicious than artificially bred ones due to their superior natural environment, in most cases, through generations of improvement and cultivation by humans, whether it is melons, pears, peaches or grains and vegetables, they will most likely taste better. The better comes.
Those with bad taste have been slowly eliminated through the process of natural or artificial screening.
Su Qingluan naturally understood that what he said would be untenable if heard by people who understood agriculture - but who made it happen that those who heard this now were Xie Zian and a housekeeper who was definitely not a farmer? Woolen cloth?
In this case, of course, she can just say whatever she wants.
After hearing Su Qingluan's words, Xie Zian was no longer angry, and did not let Su Qingluan kneel down like this. He called two maids to help her up, and very "generously" let her sit across from her - according to this According to the times, it can be regarded as a great honor among equals.
But Su Qingluan felt that her knees were numb, and she secretly performed a mime performance on Xie Zian again.
