Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

Chapter 37
At this time, horse-drawn carriages arrived at the backyard of the county office one after another. After the visitors got off the carriage, servants came forward to accept the posts, and were led to the living room to rest for a while.

After the guests are about to arrive, the maids will come to invite the guests to move to the flower hall to sit down.

The flower hall of the county government faces the back garden, which is convenient for the wives to chat and enjoy the scenery, so the magistrate's wife always holds tea parties here to entertain guests.

Several Japanese chairs have already been displayed in the flower hall. Fresh oranges, apples, dates and other fruits are placed on the tea table, as well as various snacks such as bean sprouts and cold mixed vegetables, as well as candied fruit, melon seeds, hemp balls, snowflake cake, figs, jujube paste yam, etc. All kinds of pastries are readily available.

After a while, the magistrate's wife came together with the magistrate, and everyone stood up and saluted.

After the meeting, several tea maids began to brew new tea. After several processes such as warming the pot, ironing the cup, filling the tea, and high flushing, they finally finished dividing the cups and serving tea to the guests. Fragrant, drink tea.

"This is the jasper pond that was just picked this winter, and I am grateful to my wife for not abandoning it," Mrs. Gu Zhu, the magistrate's wife, offered tea instead of wine, toasted Mrs. Tongzhi Zhang first, and then drank it first in front of everyone: "I would like to share it with you. "

Everyone raised their glasses and drank together.

"Well, this new tea smells very sweet at first, but when you drink it, it is mellow and refreshing. It can be said to be fragrant like osmanthus, taste like rain, and it is endless aftertaste." Shoot a loud ass.

Li Hushi, the wife of the county magistrate, was not far behind: "Exactly, Madam, your Jasper Pond not only smells sweet and pleasant, but after drinking it, the aroma seems to come back slowly from the depths of the throat, and the aftertaste is extremely long-lasting."

"This Biyu Pond is a new autumn tea produced by Yulou Tea Mountain. It is made from buds and leaves picked at the same time. Although it is not as good as the Mingqian spring tea, it is still fragrant. What does Mrs. Zhang think?" Mrs. Gu Zhushi, the magistrate's wife, smiled. Facing Madam Tongzhi.

Among the teas Mrs. Tongzhi had tasted in the past, this Jasper Pool is certainly not the top tea, but in a small county where the winter is approaching, it is the most autumn tea that Madam Tongzhi can offer to entertain guests.

Therefore, Mrs. Zhang Zhou was happy to join in the show, and praised with a smile: "It is indeed a unique fragrance, sweet and delicious after the entrance."

Even Mrs. Zhi praised that the fragrance of Biyu Pond was overflowing, and the rest of the women were naturally not to be outdone, and they all echoed and sighed that the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

At this time, someone suddenly said: "The taste of this tea is so mellow and refreshing, it's like drinking fresh fish soup."

This day, Feixian and Shenlai's admiration was absolutely perfect, the first half of the sentence was learned decently, but the second half of the sentence suddenly missed the bottom line, everyone "puchi", "puchi" covered their mouths and noses and laughed secretly.

Seeing the ridicule of the crowd, the woman couldn't help but her complexion changed slightly, but Nai He couldn't speak words like flowers, so she forced a smile and said: "It's quite delicious."

Everyone despised him in their hearts, but they didn't speak sarcasm, they just complained in private: Zhang Qin, the landlord and rich family, is really vulgar.

Tongzhi's wife, Mrs. Zhang Zhou, glanced at the woman curiously, and saw that she was full of jewels, brocade clothes and embroidered jacket, and she was very magnificently dressed, and there was a pretty little lady next to her, and she couldn't remember where she was. House's.

Just listening to his words, you can tell that this is a person like "the reed on the wall, light-headed and shallow-rooted; the bamboo shoots in the mountains, with a sharp mouth, thick skin and hollow belly", so he just smiled and said nothing.

The magistrate's wife had known about Zhang Qinshi's ability for a long time, so she changed the topic immediately.

Everyone drank tea for a while, and finally came to the stage where everyone liked to see (compared with each other).

Madam Zhixian took the lead, and the gift to Madam Tongzhi was a box of Biyuchi tea that everyone tasted today. This gift is quite suitable and saves effort.

Next was Mrs. Li Hu, the wife of the county magistrate, who presented two round fans with purple handles on pure white silk ground in the shape of twelve sunflower petals, with red sandalwood handles, engraved with curled leaves and pine needle patterns.

Ordinary tuanfan fans are all embroidered. What is special about these two tuanfans is that there is an ink painting on the sides of the white silk fans.

A picture of a lady with beautiful make-up was drawn on a fan: a lady with a slender head and eyebrows, beautiful eyes looking forward to her, is doing her makeup in front of the mirror, and such a lady is quietly jumping on the paper.

On the other fan is a picture of Yunheng Xiuling: the trees are lush nearby, and the mountains are undulating in the distance, surrounded by rain and mist, showing the beautiful scenery of misty and rainy forests.

Mrs. Li Hu, the wife of the county magistrate, ordered the servant girl to present the round fans, and said with a smile: "These two round fans were painted by the layman Liujing. The ink and wash pictures on the round fans are quite fresh. I find them quite interesting, so I invite the two ladies to appreciate them." .”

"But the Six Scenery Layman of Hengshan College?" Tongzhi's wife Zhang Zhou asked.

"Ma'am, have you heard of him? This layman of Liujing was not a weaker young man, so he was poor at painting. I heard that he was a small official for a period of time in his early years. Later, he went to Hengshan College to work as a painter, making ink and wash pictures on round fans. It was his first."

"He is a wonderful person who is indifferent to fame and wealth. These two round fans are exquisite and gorgeous, and the ink paintings are full of vitality. I think they are very elegant. Mrs. Gu, why don't you choose first." Mrs. Zhang Zhou, the wife of Tongzhi, made a few comments and asked Mrs. Magistrate Choose first.

"I'm not as good at appreciating as madam. These two round fans look elegant to me, and both are excellent. Why don't madam choose one for me." Gu Zhushi skillfully pushed it back.

"Madam Gu is really polite." Mrs. Zhang looked at the two round fans again.

Following her mother, Miss Zhang Wan'er, who was sitting next to her, couldn't hold back any longer, and said bluntly: "This landscape painting is elegant and elegant, with simple strokes and far-reaching meanings. It is much more majestic than the painting of ladies."

"You girl!" Zhang Zhou frowned, seemingly displeased Wan'er interrupted.

"Miss Wan'er likes mountains and rivers, so I will take this lady's round fan." Gu Zhushi, the magistrate's wife, smiled and took the lead in picking out the round fan.

"The little girl is naughty, she made everyone laugh." Mrs. Zhang picked up the remaining round fan and laughed at herself.

"Where? Miss Wan'er has a lively and lovely personality. I really envy my wife."

"That's it, the choice of this round fan just reflects Miss Wan'er's dignified atmosphere."

"As expected of a young lady from a family of officials and officials, her taste is just different."

Regardless of whether Miss Zhang Wan'er is really naughty or not, anyway, in the eyes and mouths of all the women, that Wan'er is the demeanor of a decent lady.

Even the vulgar Mrs. Zhang Qin did not hesitate to belittle her own daughter to flatter Miss Zhang: "Isn't it? I think Miss Wan'er is very elegant. If you want to say that she is naughty, I have a rough temperament."

After hearing this shameless flattery, everyone couldn't help being angry and funny, but looking at the little lady next to Zhang Qinshi: she pouted and looked unhappy, yes, this is the real temperament.

Then the women of each family sent their own gifts one after another: ox horn combs, Qingyang brushes, pine smoke green ink, embroidery pictures, incense burners, green sandalwood paper, etc., are some common gifts.

(End of this chapter)