Chapter 21: Plan for a Second House

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The family of three in Qingcui Courtyard were talking calmly about what happened in the second room, and had a warm dinner.

Geng Wen's first meal back home was naturally not all a light dish that was comparable to boiled meat in the big kitchen. Even if he rummaged carefully, he couldn't find a few grains of minced meat.

Instead, I specially bought roast chicken and braised meat from a restaurant outside as a supplement. On weekdays, if any of the masters in the house didn't want to eat the food from the big kitchen, they would usually buy the food for the person who paid for it and let the cook cook it. When I go out, I rarely buy cooked food.

Since there is delicious food, it is logical to respect the elders, so for the first few meals in the main room, whether it is Geng Wen or Ruan, they will give one to Yide Courtyard and the Main Courtyard.

Fortunately or unfortunately, when we went there, we were all in time for dinner.

Then came the embarrassing moment, because whether it was the main courtyard or the Yide courtyard, the food on the table was obviously much richer. Even the food they specially paid for to be cooked by the kitchen was not as good as the delicious food in the Yide courtyard and the main courtyard.

After Mrs. Anping's uncle and Mrs. Geng Wen and Ruan, who went to deliver the food in person, looked at each other awkwardly, Geng Wen and Ruan barely kept their faces calm, said something special, and left.

But even if he saw with his own eyes that Geng Xun and Xia's meal was much better than what he thought, it was much better than Xia's often complained in front of his daughter-in-law. The next time Qingcui Courtyard added another meal, out of filial piety, he still had to eat it. Send them to Yide Courtyard and Main Courtyard.

Then during a greeting ceremony, Mrs. We had bad teeth and couldn't eat well, not to mention that we were often given heavy meals. We couldn't finish the food, but ended up having it eaten by the servants in the courtyard. In this way, the servants had better food than the master. How can there be such truth?"

This means that the delicious food that Geng Wen and Ruan saw when they went to deliver the food was not the daily meal in the main courtyard, but because the second or third bedroom had already delivered the food.

These words could only make Xia feel less embarrassed.

For their eldest son, the uncle and his wife were the elders. Even if they directly said that the daily meals were like that, there was nothing Geng Wen and Ruan could do.

Such a redundant move seems guilty.

But that's good, I won't have to deliver food anymore.

"The roast chicken this time tastes good, more fragrant than the one from Li Kee Restaurant last time. Isn't this from Li Kee Restaurant?"

Geng Wen ate a piece of roast chicken and praised it.

"The roast chicken and braised meat are both bought from Ruyilou."

Geng Xingshuang felt that she could not afford to lose any more. She once thought about setting up a small kitchen in Qingcui Courtyard, but unfortunately there was no one in Qingcui Courtyard who was good at kitchen work. Even though she spent money to build a small kitchen and buy good ingredients. , the things I make are probably not as good as those sent from the big kitchen, so I don’t bother.

Now I just buy what I want to eat directly, and I can also try various delicacies with different flavors in different restaurants, restaurants and even food stalls. I can't eat all over the world for the time being, but at least I can set a small goal of eating all over Ningdu.

"Ruyilou, I've had their roast chicken before, but it doesn't taste like this."

Geng Wen reminisced about the Ruyilou roast chicken he had eaten.

"I heard that they hired a new chef. His specialty is roast chicken. The taste is better than before, but the price is the same."

This is what Zhu Yan said in the letter a few days ago. She also loves to eat. Although the meals at Zhenguo Gongfu are expensive, delicious and full of varieties, Zhu Yan still wants to eat outside from time to time. According to her words , the same ingredients, the same cooking method, what is cooked outside is different from what is cooked in the kitchen of the Duke’s Mansion.

Because Geng Wen came back and specially bought vegetables and meals from outside, the dinner at Qingcui Courtyard was very late tonight.

But what Geng Xingshuang didn't know was that the dinner in Yinghe Courtyard was even later. Their family of three had already had dinner. When they were walking around the yard to eat, the owner of Yinghe Courtyard was not in the mood to have dinner yet.

Even on the dining table of Geng Cheng and Yao's main house, Geng Xingbing's dining table, and even the dining tables of Aunt Peng, the fourth girl Geng Xingyu, and the mother and son of the fifth young master Geng Shumin in the side yard, the food was far better than usual. The meals served by the big kitchen to Qingcui Courtyard and Wutong Courtyard were much richer, and they seemed to not whet the appetites of the hosts.

Geng Cheng went to the office during normal hours today. His colleagues invited him to have dinner, but he politely declined. After coming back, he went to the main courtyard and talked with Madam Bo for nearly two quarters of an hour before returning to Yinghe Courtyard.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Mr. Yao sitting at the dining table waiting for him. When he entered the house, he did not get up to serve him as usual, and his attitude was very cold.

"What's wrong with you?" Geng Cheng sounded impatient.

"What's wrong with me? I also want to ask the master, what should I do rightly? Such a big thing happened yesterday. Does the master not remember it? Or does he think it is insignificant? It's just that there are more daughters and one more pair of chopsticks. thing?"

After this day of relief, Yao's mentality was much calmer than when he first learned about it last night.

She had even made up her mind not to quarrel with her husband over this matter anymore. It would be useless to argue. She had already seen clearly who her husband was. She had been married to him for more than 20 years.

Now there is no need to be angry about the unspeakable things he did. It is really not worthwhile to be so angry that his body will not have any impact on him. Maybe others will be happy and think it is best to be angry to death so that he can marry a young and beautiful woman. return.

I don't know when, but I suddenly figured out that he went to Aunt Peng's house a few times in January, and went to Ni's and Zhang's a few times, but she didn't care anymore and only wanted to keep her children. With his son's betrothal gift, his daughter's dowry, and his own pension money, he can live comfortably.

Why can't I bear it anymore?

The reason is that the sinking incident is not just about the addition of a concubine, but also involves the overall interests of the second house.

"Didn't your daughter cause this matter? Otherwise..."

"Otherwise, even if you knew about Shen Shui's existence, you would still treat her as if you didn't know, and finally let her live in such a place?"

Geng Cheng didn't say anything. He just complained in response to Yao's words. He also knew in his heart that even his own daughter knew about this matter, and it might be spread outside someday.

If people knew that he sold his own daughter and finally left her to live in a land of fireworks, his career as an official would be over.

"I tell you, my daughter is saving you, and she is also saving our uncle's house."

"Okay, I understand in my heart, and I also know what you are worried about. I just went to see my mother, and Mr. Liu's preferences are not single. Since there is no maid in the house to replace the well-trained one, how about sending him It’s probably okay to have a concubine.”

"Concubine? Second Young Master Liu still needs a concubine?" Yao curled her lips. If Second Young Master Liu was so easy to deal with, why would they need to go through so much trouble.