Ping'er put down his wine glass, brought some dishes to Jia Cong, and asked, "Third Master, tomorrow is the New Year's Eve, what are the arrangements for our house?"
Jia Cong really didn't know much about this matter. He didn't know how people in ancient times celebrated the Spring Festival. He probably had to go back to Rongguo Mansion to celebrate the New Year, so he would let Ping'er make the decision here.
"Sister Ping'er, I don't know much about these things. It's up to you to make the decision on this matter. Just look at the arrangements. Even if I don't celebrate the New Year here, so many people in the house need to celebrate it, so let everyone be happy. Let’s celebrate the Chinese New Year, we don’t lack these things.”
Ping'er nodded and said: "Third Master, when I was working as a housekeeper with my second grandma, I knew that the main activities on Xiaonian's day were to worship the Kitchen God, send the Kitchen God to heaven to say good things, and clean the house. "
Hearing what Ping'er said, he vaguely remembered that when he was a child, he followed his father to worship the Stove Lord, eat sugar melons, and clean the house. He also remembered that sugar melons were sticky. Although they were very sweet, they were particularly sticky to the teeth.
According to my father, "The most important custom in Xiaonian is to worship the Kitchen God. According to folklore, every year on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, the Kitchen God will go to heaven to report the good and evil of the family to the Jade Emperor, and let the Jade Emperor reward and punish them."
When offering sacrifices to the Stove Lord, the Tanggua Stick should be melted with fire and applied to the Stove Lord’s mouth. In this way, he could not speak ill of the Jade Emperor. '
Exactly: A bowl of clear soup and a poem will make the Kitchen God ascend to the sky today; if the Jade Emperor asks about human affairs, articles in troubled times are worthless.
It seems that the customs of this young year are not much different from what I have experienced before. Since Ping'er knows about it, let her watch and prepare.
"Sister Ping'er, let's follow the previous arrangement. When I come back from there, we can worship again here."
Ping'er nodded and said: "I know the third master, I will lead people to clean the house first, prepare the objects for worship, and wait for the third master to come back."
Jia Cong smiled and said, "I feel most at ease when Sister Ping'er is doing things."
He glanced sideways at Xiaohong and said: "Xiaohong, if you miss your parents, go home and celebrate the New Year with them. I'll give you a day off. It's not far anyway. If you want to spend it here, you can." Decide for yourself.”
Xiaohong went to Zhuangzi and stayed there for about twenty days. She had not seen her parents for such a long time, and she was probably a little homesick. After hearing this, she felt very happy.
"Thank you, Third Master. I'll go home and have a look. If my parents are at home, I'll stay. If they don't have time, I'll come back."
The master is celebrating the New Year, and all the slaves have to be busy, running back and forth to serve the master. Only when they have served the master well can they have time.
In particular, the maids and women have to serve their masters for meals. After the masters have dinner, they help clean up before they have time to eat.
The six people happily had a reunion dinner. Now these little girls depend on themselves for survival and truly regard this place as their home.
After dinner, Jia Cong took a short rest and then went to Rongguofu East Road Courtyard.
First I went to my small courtyard and took a look. It was still neat and tidy. It seemed like someone was cleaning it on time.
When he came to Jia She's yard, he met Mrs. Xing. Jia Cong hurriedly stepped forward to greet her: "My dear, please give my regards to Madam."
When Mrs. Xing saw it was Jia Cong, she couldn't help but be stunned. Didn't she say that this boy went to live in Zhuangzi? When did this come back?
"Brother Cong, didn't you go to Zhuangzi to practice martial arts? How was your life there? When did you come back?"
Jia Cong cupped his hands and said, "To tell you my wife, I'm doing pretty well at Zhuangzi. Brother Lian came to see me a few days ago and said that the master asked me to come back before the New Year. I just got home this evening."
Mrs. Xing admired her nominal son very much. Even the things that she and her husband could not do were accomplished by chance, and she got a lot of benefits out of thin air.
What made her even more envious was that she had a huge family fortune at a young age and was richer than herself. If she hadn't seen Mrs. Wang's fate, she would have been tempted to reach out.
"Brother Cong, you are busy practicing outside every day, and you don't have time to take care of your huge family business. If you need it, I can send a few people over to help you."
Jia Cong was slightly startled after hearing this. What does this mean? Is it a test? Ordinarily, with what happened to Mrs. Wang in the past, she should not have other thoughts. Are there really such stupid people? It doesn't even look like it.
"Thank you madam for your concern. My son has asked Sister-in-law Feng to bring Sister Ping'er over to help me take care of the family business. There are few people there and there isn't much to do. Sister Ping'er is enough."
Mrs. I’m drinking in the lobby.”
"Yes, ma'am, the child has passed."
Jia Cong came to the lobby, and Jia She was still drinking with his wives. He was living a comfortable life.
Jia Cong stepped forward and saluted: "My dear, please say hello to me. I'm looking good lately."
Jia She glanced at Jia Cong, pointed to one side and said, "Sit down, when did you come back?"
The concubine next to her quickly moved her position and asked Jia Cong to sit down, "Third Master, please sit down."
Jia Cong nodded, sat down directly next to him, and then said to Jia She, "My child just came back this evening. He came over right after dinner."
"Well, I asked you to come back because there are some sacrificial activities during the New Year. As a descendant of the Jia family, you must attend. Another thing is that Zhang Moyan from Wudang has already replied to the letter and promised to teach you Kung Fu. He will wait until the New Year is over. , to come to the capital."
These are all within Jia Cong's expectations. Tomorrow's Xiaonian sacrifice will be just a matter of following Brother Lian.
The news about Wudang Zhang Moyan made Jia Cong a little happy.
Although I am practicing the same way now, it is still good to learn it systematically. Moreover, the Wudang sect practices internal Kung Fu and pays more attention to health preservation, while what the old Guo Gong left behind is obviously external Kung Fu.
"I understand, Master, I will come early tomorrow."
"Also, you should pay more attention to our Jia's Mining affairs during this time at home. Your second brother also told you something, right?"
"My second brother told me, and I also analyzed it with him. The main reason is that our opening time was too hasty and there was no time for publicity. Every emerging thing needs time for people to recognize it.
This year we regard it as a publicity, and I believe the business will get better and better next year. Our briquettes can be operated all year round, can also be used in summer, and are more convenient and affordable. "
Jia She thought for a moment and nodded: "What you said makes sense. You can discuss this matter with your second brother and try to open up sales as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will feel uncomfortable seeing such a big stall but not making any money." Comfortable."
Jia She didn't see any profit and was a little bit frustrated. It had only been a few days, only about twenty days. This was too frustrating. Money was really tight.
"I know Master, I will try my best to help my second brother to increase sales, and try to let you see profits as soon as possible."
Jia She nodded with satisfaction, "Would you like to have a drink with me?"
Since I have already mentioned it, let’s drink some.
Someone brought a wine glass, and Jia She's concubine came up to pour the wine. The two men talked and drank one glass at a time, which seemed to be a kind of loving father and filial piety, and they were having a good time.
