Hua Erniang smiled and nodded: "Okay, you kid has a solid foundation for doing things."
On weekdays, Fang Qinghe and Wen Yan eat together, and today is no exception.
Fang Qingshi turned around and told Mrs. Wu: "Steam two egg custards for Ah Tang every day. The child is so young and needs to be taken care of well. Don't dare to eat. If you don't eat well, you won't be able to work well. There is no need to wait here."
"Okay, okay?" Mrs. Wu never expected her master to say this, and she was a little at a loss.
Fang Qinghe took a sip of the soup: "Of course, we are a family here. If you don't mind that our family is not rich, we can't treat you harshly. Go ahead. The child is still so young, so he is very sensible."
Mrs. Wu bowed gratefully to her master, and shed tears as soon as she turned around. Ah Tang could still have eggs to eat, and she finally got through it.
After eating and drinking enough, Fang Qinghe was satisfied and praised Madam Wu for her good cooking skills.
In the evening, Hua Erniang sat on a chair with little Ah Tang in her arms.
When Xie Yuru led the people to collect the herbs, the small courtyard was full of laughter and laughter. After finishing their work, everyone went back to have dinner. After dinner, everyone came to the small courtyard again, where a group of people picked the medicinal materials, and a group of people classified the herbs and ground them.
This work lasted until midnight.
Mrs. Wu was infected by the cheerfulness of these people. Like nothing else, the second mistress coaxed the children and was very diligent in serving tea and water for everyone. No one here disliked her and they were all very kind.
After finishing the day's work, Xie Yuru took the people back, Wen Yan put away all the lanterns, Mrs. Wu swept the yard, and the whole family had a rest.
Madam Wu hugged her daughter, and Ah Tang, who was sleeping in her arms, took out the egg from under the pillow and put it in Madam Wu's hand: "Mother, eat it."
Feeling the egg in her hand, Mrs. Wu couldn't help but shed tears. She hugged her daughter tightly and said softly: "Ah Tang, good boy, this is what the master is doing to replenish Ah Tang's body. Now, we two can eat enough."
Ah Tang got into Madam Wu's arms and said, "Mom, will you kick us out?"
"No, no, mother works hard." Mrs. Wu couldn't stop her tears and said with sobs.
At the same time, Fang Qingshi didn't sleep either. She always felt that Ah Tang was a little strange. The child was silent, neither crying nor making trouble. She didn't know why.
She remembered Lady Wu, not only because Xu Fang mentioned it, but also because Lady Wu gave birth to an amazing daughter, and because of Ah Tang, Lady Wu only worked in the mansion for three years before she was taken out, because Ah Tang was working outside.
He opened a spice shop, took the goods from his own hands, and sold them on the streets with the capital. After opening the shop, he took Lady Wu back to enjoy her happiness.
When she recognized Mrs. Wu, she planned to train Ah Tang well so that he could be a housekeeper for outside business under her in the future.
My eldest brother is not at home, otherwise I would have to check Ah Tang.
Compared with Lijiazhuang, which has to be troubled by itself, the mountain village is too easy to worry about. Fang Qingshi thought that if he took the entire village to evacuate to Qingwa Village, he would be able to wait for these people to come down the mountain as Zhu Hengshan expected.
When the time comes, people from Qingwa Village can also go down the mountain together.
As for the people in Lijiazhuang, Fang Qingshi didn't have the guts to take these people to Qingwa Village. He could only remind some people a few words, which was considered to be the most benevolent thing.
In the early morning, Fang Qingshi got up early, but as soon as she got up, there was hot water to wash up, and there was the smell of rice porridge in the kitchen. This feeling made her feel in a trance, thinking of her childhood days, her mother was a very hard-working person, and every day
Mornings are like today.
"It smells so good, it tastes like wild vegetable pastry." Fang Qinghe ran to the kitchen excitedly.
Madam Wu lifted up her apron and wiped her hands: "Good morning, Second Miss."
"Born, morning, can you eat?" Fang Qinghe rubbed his hands, looking impatient.
Mrs. Wu quickly said: "It will be ready soon. Second Miss, go and wash up, and then you can start eating."
Hua Erniang also got up. The smell of fireworks in the yard made the smile on her lips stop. She had forgotten this feeling after living in the mountains for too long. She had already sighed in her heart several times that God had treated her well.
Breakfast consisted of yellow and orange rice porridge, green wild vegetable pastry, and cold pickles. The whole family was satisfied.
Because she couldn't run back all the time, Fang Qingshi invited Xie Yuru and Shi Xiuying over and carefully explained the things at home. Although Qinghe was at home, she was busy making incense, so everything at home was ignored.
Rely on Xie Yuru and Shi Xiuying.
Xie Yuru and Shi Xiuying were not secretive at all. Although they were given an extra two taels of silver every month, the money was well spent.
After settling things at home, Fang Qingshi went back to Lijiazhuang.
She learned the Poison Sutra from her master not to harm people, but because the Poison Sutra contains the ultimate method of saving people. When the epidemic is rampant, the role of spices cannot be ignored, because the essence of spices is mainly Chinese herbal medicine, and they pay attention to
It is also the help of the king and his ministers. With a little adjustment, it can become a good tool for curing and preventing diseases.
The disaster was a catastrophe for the entire Tang Dynasty. While he could make money, he could also save the lives of many people. It was also a way of repaying God's kindness for giving him a chance to be reborn.
And this is definitely not something that can be successful overnight. In the next time, she needs to go all out to prepare for this matter.
When Fang Qingshi got home, she went to the fragrance room.
Zhou Ling and Wang Ying are particularly hard-working and smart people. When they are not busy, they practice perfume making in the perfume room. Fang Qingshi will also teach them when he has time. Because they are still young, they will be able to practice perfume after a few years of training.
Can come in handy.
The days have calmed down while waiting. After the Zhou family, the Li family now only has the youngest Li Jingtai around. Not to mention that he can't make any waves, he has to live with his tail between his legs every day.
Fang Qingshi was quite satisfied with this. They didn't have much interaction with each other on weekdays. They went to the kitchen to eat their own meals. Zhou Ling and Wang Ying were always with Fang Qingshi. Li Jingtai had a hard time talking to Fang Qingshi.
Zhou Ling and Wang Ying were very protective of him and hated him.
In this courtyard, except for opening the door every night to collect herbs, the door is closed the rest of the time. People in the village gradually stop staring at Fang Qingshi, and besides, there are more or less people who are in their hands.
It's too late to show respect to people who are making money, so how can they dare to provoke them?
The drought since the beginning of spring finally broke out in mid-July. The Tang River, which had never stopped flowing, dried up!
This made many people living in front of Fengling Mountain panic. The crops in the fields were about to be filled with water and were about to die of thirst. Those with a large family still had the time to collect herbs, so they all fetched water from the wells to irrigate the fields.
For a moment, clues of the disaster emerged.
A carriage came to Fang Qingshi's door. Mrs. Zheng, who had not been seen for a long time, came to see Fang Qingshi, accompanied by her son Zheng Changfang.
Fang Qingshi welcomed Mrs. Zheng to the Mingtang.
As soon as she sat down, Mrs. Zheng got straight to the point: "Miss Fang, everyone from Da'an Escort Agency has gone out. When will they be back?"
"Does the old lady want to deliver goods?" Fang Qingshi asked.
Mrs. Zheng shook her head: "It's another business. If Miss Fang is interested, the Zheng family can share a share of the dividends."
Fang Qingshi immediately thought of hoarding food. Sure enough, he was from a wealthy family and had a long-term vision.