Cheng Wanwan sat on the chair and asked everyone to get up.
"I am a peasant woman and I don't like to tell too many rules. When you come to my house, follow my family's habits." She said softly, "I have three requirements. First, you are not allowed to kneel down easily. The villagers are not in a hurry. Just make such a big fight. Secondly, don’t come in and out of my bedroom at will without my instructions. Thirdly, don’t make good decisions on anything."
She didn't like class antagonism in the first place. If these people knelt down every day, she would be a little bit intolerable.
Moreover, she is a modern person. When possible, she will pay attention to some privacy. Even if it is a maid who is personally serving her, she does not want to enter and leave her private space often.
The last one is that these women are quite old and seem to have their own opinions on everything. She does not want these women to use their knowledge and experience in the capital to dictate her living habits or make their own decisions. Do things that are unbelievable to her.
Mrs. Qi led a group of people to bow their knees and salute: "I will definitely keep An Ren's words in mind!"
Twelve people replied at the same time, and the voice was really loud, causing the birds that landed on the treetops in the yard to fly away.
The villagers who were cleaning up outside the yard were startled. They gathered around to watch the fun and saw Cheng Wanwan sitting on a chair with more than ten people standing in front of him, all of them bowing their heads as they were being scolded.
Although these people are called "servants", they are all wearing silk clothes. The maids and wives all have silver hairpins on their heads, earrings on their ears, and bracelets on their wrists. They look as good as those in the city. Those rich people there, but now, these well-dressed people are groveling in front of Dashan Niang.
The villagers looked at each other. They seemed a little too casual in front of Dashan Niang... Isn't this not good?
"Mrs. Qi, please go to the kitchen to help make snacks first." Cheng Wanwan asked the twelve people to retreat and looked up at the villagers at the door of the yard with a smile, "Today we can prepare hundreds of banquets in such a short time. It’s all because of everyone’s help. If you don’t mind these leftovers, you can take some back and use them as a dish.”
People in the village are a little reserved.
Although they didn't know how the ordinary people in the city got along with the officials, they knew from the attitude of Mrs. Qi and others that they were usually too casual.
They are farmers at the lowest level, and Dashaniang is from Liupin'an.
Even the county magistrate has to pay his respects to Dashan Niang and bow his head in front of Dashan Niang...
"What's going on?" Cheng Wanwan vaguely understood the change in everyone's minds. She walked over, brought over a bucket of leftovers, scooped out a bowl, and handed it to Mrs. Zhu at the front, "Huzi likes mixed soup the most. When Grandma Zhu doesn’t want me to cook Chinese cabbage, I’ll give it to others.”
"I want it." Mrs. Zhu took the bowl with emotion on her face, "The people from Liupin'an personally scooped the vegetables for me. It's worth closing my eyes for a while."
"Grandma Zhu, please don't say bad words. You can't close your eyes until you see Hu Zi getting married and giving birth to a baby." Cheng Wanwan continued to scoop vegetables, "Don't stand around stupidly at the back. Do it yourself. You can eat whatever you like. What to scoop, if it’s too late, there will be nothing left.”
She still spoke in the same tone as before, and she did not distance herself from the villagers at all because of her change in identity. Only then did everyone dare to come forward and chat and laugh around.
By the time the yard was completely cleaned, it was already dark.
Desserts are still being made in the kitchen. These are the snacks that will be brought to the capital for Eunuch Ming. Cheng Wanwan wrote the order, and Wu Huiniang mainly cooks them, then steams them on the pot, or bakes them. In short, the way to make snacks Very diverse.
Mrs. Ma is very good at cooking, and she originally thought that she could use her strengths here, but after seeing Wu Huiniang's way of making dim sum, it was completely different from her own. She couldn't get involved at all, so she had to help shape the dim sum.
More than an hour later, all the snacks were finally ready, and the room was filled with fragrance.
Because there were enough people, enough snacks were made, and the family gathered around to taste them.
Cheng Wanwan wrote a total of four lists, four categories of dry pastries that can be stored for a longer time: egg yolk crisps, cookies, goat milk puffs, and wine-flavored bean paste.
Desserts of this flavor are absolutely unavailable in this era. She also put a detailed production process in the snack box, which she regarded as a thank you gift to the emperor.
The next day, Eunuch Ming tasted the dim sum and praised it so much that he ate six pieces of dim sum in one go before he stopped.
Cheng Wanwan asked people to carry the snacks onto the car. Considering that there were also queen mothers, queens, concubines, and princes and princesses in the palace, the amount of work was so large that a whole carriage was put on it.
In addition to these, there are also some local products from Dahe Village, such as dried mushrooms, fungus and bamboo shoots, some smoked and dried wild deer and roe deer seeds, and even old hens’ local eggs, all kinds of local products are available.
Eunuch Ming didn't mind it either, so he accepted everything according to the order.
"Sui'an people, our family will return to the capital now." Eunuch Ming stepped on the carriage, "The next time we meet, it will be when Sui'an people will be promoted again. Our family is looking forward to this day."
Ten carriages slowly drove out of Dahe Village, and the dust filled the sky and gradually disappeared into the sky.
The people from the capital returned, leaving behind eighteen people, twelve slaves, and six top craftsmen.
The six craftsmen came with a mission. They had to build a mansion for the people of Sui'an within half a month. The budget given to them by the court was 10,000 taels of silver. This money was enough to buy a piece of land in Huzhou and build a mansion. Entering the magnificent third or even fourth entrance to the large courtyard, the craftsmen were gearing up one by one and showed Cheng Wanwan the construction drawings of the house that had been prepared long ago.
Cheng Wanwan took a look and saw that this house was suitable for building in the center of the city, but she had no intention of building a house in Huzhou.
She said: "I want to build a new yard next to my house. The gate will be flush with the old house. The back door will be connected to the lake and pond with a corridor. The fruit trees here will be included. And here..."
The leading craftsman was suddenly confused: "Sui, Sui'an people, do you want to build a house in the village?"
Cheng Wanwan nodded: "Didn't Eunuch Ming say that I have the final say on where to build a house?"
Craftsmen: "..."
The current house of the Sui'an people is already one of the best in the village. The house they want to build will be countless times more magnificent than this. It always feels like a waste of natural resources to build such a beautiful house in the village.
Li Zheng, who was just about to come in to find Cheng Wanwan, heard this and was extremely excited. He quickly ran in with a trembling voice: "Dashan Niang, I knew you wouldn't move to Huzhou... No one in our village can bear to leave you. , Grandma Zhu told me about this just now, and she said she was crying... and your father-in-law and mother-in-law were also hiding at home crying... I thought it was just that we couldn't let you go, but I didn't expect that you couldn't let go of you either. I'm so happy. So happy……"
Cheng Wanwan felt guilty.
Part of the reason why she chose to build a house in Dahe Village was her reluctance. Another reason was that she had already bought a three-yard house in Huzhou. Wouldn't it be a waste to build another house?
But since there is a misunderstanding, let’s just let it go. A beautiful misunderstanding is also good.
