The Peasant Girl's Name Moves the World

The next day, before dawn, the family got up and worked.

Because I have to prepare more breakfast for Nalan Jinnian, I am only responsible for making breakfast today.

She made mutton dumplings, boiled a pot of Yuanbei chicken porridge, and then made a chicken roll with shredded chicken and vegetables.

When it was slightly bright, the big gray wolf and little black came, and a food box was hung around the neck of the big gray wolf.

Warm fed the big gray wolf and little black. Then she put her breakfast in a box, filled the porridge in a small clay pot, sealed the mouth with lotus leaves and clean cloth towels, and then tied it with hemp rope.

Warm hung the food box on the wolf's quilt, gave the porridge to the eagle and let it grasp it with Eagle claws, and then the two smart little things obediently sent it back to their master.

On the mountain

Housekeeper yuan took the wolf's food box and the pottery pot in the eagle's claw.

He took a plate of mutton dumplings, grabbed cakes with both hands, and put out a bowl of porridge in a pottery pot one by one.

The big gray wolf is fast, and these things still emit bursts of heat.

Nalan Jinnian looked at mutton dumplings as fat as Yuanbao, two chicken rolls, a small pottery pot, fragrant and thick Yuanbei chicken porridge, and his mouth was slightly raised. He felt a lot better inexplicably.

He first scooped a spoon of porridge and tasted it. It was delicious, soft, waxy, sweet and moderately thick. After eating, it remained fragrant in his teeth and cheeks.

Soon, Nalan Jinnian ate the full breakfast and left two mutton dumplings.

At this time, Feng Nianchen came in. He smelled the aroma of food in the room and saw two white and fat dumplings on the plate.

It looks delicious!

His eyes widened and he looked angrily at housekeeper yuan: "housekeeper yuan, why is my breakfast different from yours?"

What did he eat just now, a paste of porridge, a hard steamed bag, and almost knocked his teeth off!

What about this unfair treatment?

Nalan Jinnian didn't give her eyes to someone who shouted. She picked up a dumpling and put it into her mouth gracefully.

Feng Nianchen saw that there was only one dumpling left. He rushed to the round table, picked up the last one directly with his hand, stuffed it into his mouth and bit it: it was juicy, tender and delicious.

It's really delicious!

And it's so delicious that people want to swallow it!

Feng Nianchen is even more dissatisfied!

"OK! Housekeeper yuan, you secretly prepare such delicious food for your master and pig food for me! How can you do this?"

Housekeeper yuan was wronged: "young master Feng, I didn't prepare the breakfast for you. Miss Wen prepared it for you."

Pig food? That's the breakfast he worked hard to make, okay! He eats it himself!

Feng Nianchen looked at Nalan Jinnian and was surprised: "how can you prepare breakfast for you, little girl? Don't you prepare it for me?"

Did he eat his share?

Nalan Jinnian: "I paid for her to do it."

Feng Nianchen was dissatisfied and said, "why don't you let her prepare more for me? Don't you know how terrible the food made by housekeeper yuan is? It's even worse than pig food!"

"I forgot." Nalan Jinnian's way of light clouds and wind.

Feng Nianchen has a sad face and suffered a lot: look at this fickle, inhuman, cold-blooded and ruthless person!

In vain, he will not treat himself as a brother!

He wasted his time studying the antidote for his hands!

If you have delicious food, you don't count yourself!

"Too much! Too much!"

"You can ask her this afternoon. One hundred liang of silver a month. It's so expensive that I can't decide for you, right?" Nalan Jinnian's serious way.

Feng Nianchen was stunned: "one hundred liang of silver a month?! is there a mistake? Is it one or two?"

"That's right."

"Little girl, why don't you rob the silver!" One hundred liang of silver a month. There are no cooks in the imperial dining room!

"You can not eat."

Feng Nianchen: "

Feng Nianchen looked at housekeeper yuan. He lost his appetite when he thought of the pig food he had just eaten. He thought of the mutton dumpling that was so fresh that it had lost its teeth. He reluctantly said, "let's eat it!"

Otherwise, every time he eats at the same table, the people opposite are eating delicious food and eating pig food by themselves. How can he stand it!

Feng Nianchen asked, "housekeeper yuan, is it really so expensive?"

Housekeeper yuan looked serious: "the master sent out his guqin, a set of pink wrapped golden branches and Ruby tea set, a set... As well as bird's nest and shark's fin... Miss Wen agreed."

Housekeeper Yuan said the gifts one by one.

Feng Nianchen completely stopped talking. The ruby Guqin alone is invaluable and hard to find. Not to mention Master Cheng en's work of washing hands in a golden basin!

He's been in nalanjin's light for years!

One hundred and twenty-one months, he also made money!

What a bargain!

Nalan Jinnian raised his eyes and looked at him: "that's my gift to Miss Wen. One hundred Liang is too expensive for you? The little girl teaches you acupuncture and moxibustion for free. She knows everything about medicine and says everything. She can confiscate a penny of your money!

Is she your little master? Do you have to cook for free? "

Feng Nianchen: "...."

Yes! He hasn't thanked his little master yet.

One hundred Liang is really too cheap to think so.

at the foot of the hill

Warm the family, eat breakfast and go to work again.

Today, warm and Wen Jiarui arrived in the town, and someone was waiting for them at the booth.

Some people came late yesterday and didn't buy it. They came early today, and they brought ceramic plates and put them back.

This food is warm, and a bucket without pepper is specially made for children to eat.

Bowls of snails were sold, and soon more than half of the five barrel snails went.

There's no one at this time.

Warmth also thought about selling songs, so he told Wen Jiarui to sell songs.

Jiaole square is at the end of the street. Wen Jiarui can see it when he looks up, and he responds.

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Jiaolefang is a public college of drama and music in this dynasty. There are many musicians in it.

On major festivals, such as the Lantern Festival, the Mid Autumn Festival, the Double Ninth Festival, the Wanshou Festival, the Qianqiu Festival and so on, the people of jiaolefang will set up a stage in the town to show the people, representing the son of heaven to enjoy with the people.

Warm first went to the clothing store to buy a set of the cheapest men's clothes, and then changed it. She tied her hair with a square towel,

He dressed himself up as a man and came out.

The shopkeeper of the ready-made clothes shop looked at her strangely and smiled warmly: "this is the clothes I bought for my brother. I didn't wear new clothes. I want to wear them for a while. I'll walk around the street and have a good time! I'll change back in a minute. Don't tell the shopkeeper!"

The shopkeeper suddenly realized that his warm eyes took a trace of sympathy.

Girls from poor families usually pick up old clothes from their brothers and sisters. She was so eager for a new suit that she even tried on men's clothes: "go, I won't say!"

"Thank you!" Warm and shy smile, then he went out and went straight to jiaolefang.

When she came to Jiaole square, a sweet looking woman stopped her: "this is not a place for children to play. Let's go."

"This beautiful sister, I'm not here to play. I'm here to help my brother sell music."

"Sell music? Let me see." Lin Zheng disapproved.

Since the music workshop released the news of buying good music at a high price, more people come to sell music every day, but most of them are out of class.

The better songs are sold by those people. They all look familiar.

Warmth took out the song made yesterday from her arms.

Lin Zheng picked it up, opened it at will, took a look, and was attracted by the dragon flying phoenix and elegant font.

When she finished reading the content of the song, she read and sang several times in her heart. Her expression changed from casual to serious. She was excited and trembled a little.

She looked warm, her eyes turned, depressed and excited, and deliberately frowned:

"Is this your brother's song?"

"Yes!"

"The writing is good, but the music is average. Do you sell it for a silver or two?"