Born into a farm family, I became rich by pressuring my parents.

Zhang said "hmm" and asked Caiyu to step back.

After leaving the main courtyard, Caiyu covered her head and walked forward. It was not until she entered the third courtyard that she happily reached out and touched her arms. The 20-year-old ginseng was not worth mentioning to the madam, but to a slave like her. For a servant, it is a good thing that takes more than half a year's wages to buy.

Now that she has received this reward, she no longer has to worry about her mother's health for at least half a year, and the money she saves can be used to buy ginseng next time. How can this make her unhappy?
……

At the last moment, the closed wooden door was opened, and Mrs. Wu walked out first.

Then came the female students walking in twos and threes.

Jiang Jinyu stepped across the threshold and was suffocated by the heat that hit her face.

The sky in the middle of the afternoon was reflected fiery red by the sun, as if it was on fire, and the verandah, which was always shady, turned into a steamer.

Several people stopped in front of the yard, looking for curtain hats from the bookcase and putting them on.

Jiang Jinyu not only wore a curtain hat, but also silently took out an oil-paper umbrella, opened it and walked out first.

Chen Yu also followed closely. She avoided the black oil-paper umbrella and said disgustedly: "Mother Fish, why did you paint the umbrella so black?"

"There's no tricks at all. It's really ugly."

"Yes," Li Meixiu also echoed: "I remember you had a beautiful oil-paper umbrella before, why don't you use that one?"

Jiang Jinyu looked up at the dark top of the umbrella and said innocently, "This is the one."

"Haha," Li Meixiu smiled awkwardly: "Yeah, really?"

"I really can't tell."

Jiang Jinyu grinned. Fortunately, she had gone through so much trouble to find black dye and finally made a "parasol". Could it be easily seen?

Obviously there was no professional sunscreen paint to be found here, so she could only find a way to find Gebu and dye it black, hoping to physically improve the sunscreen performance of the oil-paper umbrella.

As for the effect, from the fact that several schoolmates huddled under her umbrella as they walked, it can be seen that the sunshade effect of this umbrella is not very good.

Liang Jiuyun held Jiang Jinyu's arm holding the umbrella, opened the curtain in front of him, and exhaled heavily: "It's suffocating me to death."

She couldn't put it down and touched the umbrella handle: "Don't tell me, this umbrella is really good."

Compared with ordinary oil-paper umbrellas, this ugly black umbrella can really cover up the sun. Even if the heat is still coming from all directions, it still gives people a place where they can breathe.

Chen Yuhua lifted up the hanging curtain of the curtain and took a look outside the umbrella. He was stung by the slanting sunlight and immediately let go of his hand: "I will also bring an oil-paper umbrella tomorrow."

Li Meixiu was thoughtful and asked, "Ms. Fish, how did you make this umbrella?"

Several other people also pricked up their ears when they heard this, all with eager faces.

Jiang Jinyu proudly turned the umbrella handle in a circle and explained the method to several people in detail.

After crossing the yard, we arrived at the gate. There were several mule carts waiting outside the gate, all coming to pick up our girls from school.

After saying goodbye to her classmates, Jiang Jinyu climbed into the mule carriage as usual, but she didn't expect to see her mother in the carriage.

Jiang Jinyu put away the oil-paper umbrella and said in surprise: "Mom? Why are you here too?"

In the past few months of attending school, her father had always come to pick her up from school. Occasionally, when Jiang Mingshun had something to do, Uncle Tang would drive the mule cart over. This was the first time Jiang Jinyu saw her mother at the school gate.

Bai Shi still looked at the school reluctantly, without looking back: "Your father said that there was news from the dental shop that there is a suitable person. Let's go and have a look." Jiang Mingshun had wanted to buy it a few months ago. A servant who cooks, but cooking delicious food is also a skill that can support oneself. How can anyone with some skills become a slave so easily?
In the past few months, Mrs. Bai and Jiang Mingshun have gone to the dental shop several times. Unfortunately, they are always dissatisfied in one way or another. The family is not in a hurry to buy someone to cook for them right away, so they have postponed it until Now.

Hearing this, Jiang Jinyu also said with great interest: "I'll go too!"

Choosing a chef will affect her future diet, so she has to go and see for herself.

In the tooth shop, Fang Ya’s people had just seen off a wave of customers.

He weighed the purse in his hand, and the weight inside made his hand droop downwards. The square-toothed man's eyes were full of satisfaction, and he smiled so hard that his teeth could not be seen.

"The Fangya people are doing a prosperous business!" Jiang Mingshun jumped off the mule cart and saw the Fangya people who were about to close the door.

The fangya man stopped when he heard the sound, and the smile on his face became even bigger when he saw the person coming: "Mr. Jiang! You are finally here!"

He led several members of the Jiang family to the courtyard: "Today I want you to see a woman from the south. Her husband's surname is Zeng, so everyone calls her Mrs. Zeng."

Jiang Mingshun raised his eyebrows: "Does she have any merits that make it worth calling someone to find me?"

Fang Yaren clapped his hands and said confidently: "This time I will definitely satisfy you!"

"Aren't you looking for a woman who is good at cooking? This grandma's husband's family originally ran a foot shop in her hometown in Pingnan. According to her, although the couple can't compare to the craftsmanship of the master chefs in the main restaurant, But he also has some abilities."

Jiang Jinyu frowned: "In that case, why doesn't she continue to open a foot shop? Or find a foot shop to be a master, why does she need to sell herself?"

Fang Yaren looked at the little girl who was only as high as his waist, and saw that Jiang Mingshun didn't stop her from interjecting, so he replied vaguely: "It's just birth, old age, illness, death, or being unable to live anymore. After all, everyone has their own sufferings." .”

Jiang Jinyu stared at the fang-ya man for a few times, then slowly looked away, thinking to himself that he would have to ask more questions later.

Several people stopped in a small courtyard, and the Fangya man shouted loudly: "Mother Zeng, Mother Zeng!"

He shouted several times, but no one came out. Instead, people from the surrounding rooms poked their heads out to take a look.

The Fangya man looked around and said angrily: "What do you think? Did you call me?"

Everyone behind the door closed the door tightly and retreated into the house.

"Hey, hey," Fang Yaren called to a person who had not had time to shrink back: "Have you seen Mrs. Fang?"

The head hesitated for a moment, then hesitantly said: "She, she seems to have gone to fetch water."

The fang-ya man bit his cheek: "Didn't I tell her that a master is coming today and asked her to wait in the yard?"

The person being questioned's eyes lit up when he heard this. He glanced at Jiang Mingshun and the others next to him, and opened the door a little: "What do you think of me?"

"Since Grandma Zeng doesn't want to, can you buy me, sir?"

The fang-ya man rolled his eyes: "You? Can you cook?"

"Go back to the house and don't show yourself here."

Seeing that Fang Ya was about to get angry, the man retreated shyly, not daring to say anything more.

Just at this moment, a woman staggered into the yard holding a bucket in both hands.

The fang-ya man took a closer look and saw that it was Mrs. Zeng whom he had been looking for for a long time.