Chapter 172 Mushroom and Meatball Soup
Chapter 172 Mushroom and Meatball Soup
Although the population of the mansion owner was simple, Xie Chujiao and her son didn't like her. As for Yan Xiuyuan, Jian Yue felt that the father's love for him was very limited.
Especially after she robbed Xie Chujiao's private money, Yan Xiuyuan never showed up in front of her, nor did he explain to her where Xie Chujiao's private money came from.
Maybe he thought she didn't need to know! Or maybe he didn't consider her as a family member at all.
The heavy snow continued until the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month. The roads were frozen and the breath outside the house turned into ice.
I don't know when the grain shops in the city have raised their prices. Grain prices are already twice as high as before. Vegetables and meat are even more outrageously expensive.
Yun Zhonghe said that the blizzard would continue until the first month of the lunar year. It would take until the end of February at the earliest for the snow to melt. If there was no food, many people would starve to death in two months.
When the following situation was reported to him, Yan Xiuyuan suddenly got a headache.
Fortunately, Yun Zhonghe reminded him that he had taken precautions in the house repairs. Otherwise, the villages below would have been in trouble long ago. However, the current food shortage is a big problem.
Yan Xiuyuan reported the snowstorm through a special channel. Shangjing is not too far from Yanling Prefecture. If there is a snowstorm here, Shangjing will probably be unavoidable. Even if the emperor wants to provide disaster relief, the heavy snow will block the road and the grain trucks cannot come.
Yan Xiuyuan's hair almost turned white with worry.
This is destined not to be a smooth and joyous New Year.
There have been incidents of food theft and looting in the city. Yan Xiuyuan ordered a heavy-handed crackdown to suppress the unrest. The people must not be allowed to cause unrest. If unrest occurs, he, the Lord of Yanling, will have to step down.
Xie Chujiao was getting fatter and fatter, and she was panting every three steps. She was busy looking for folk remedies to lose weight, so she had no time to think about the New Year. Besides, she didn't have the energy.
On New Year's Eve, Jian Yue and Muxiang returned home in the snow.
The mansion was deserted. Yan Xiuyuan was busy with the snowstorm and had not returned home for two days.
When Xie Chujiao learned that Jian Yue had returned, she didn't want to care about Jian Yue at all except for overwhelming hatred. However, the suggestion made by the wife of the Tongpan a few days ago was not bad.
In Shiyuexuan, only a small path leading to the eaves of the corridor at the entrance was cleared, and the snow was piled up everywhere else, almost higher than the courtyard wall.
I have to say that Xie Chujiao has a good eye for people. The maids and servants she chose for Jian Yue are lazier and more lazy than the other.
Jian Yue asked housekeeper Yan for a few carts and asked everyone in the yard to come out and clear the snow. When they were done, they could go into the house.
As soon as this order came out, the maids and servants felt as if the sky had fallen.
Jian Yue rarely stayed in the mansion, so they took a chance. Anyway, the master was away, so no one would see whether they worked or not. The mistress of the house didn't like this stepdaughter, and even if she knew, she would pretend to be deaf and dumb. But they didn't expect Jian Yue to come back suddenly and catch them sleeping in the house.
"Miss, there is so much snow that we can't clean it up even if we die of exhaustion!" Xiaoyun said crying.
Mrs. Xia also said: "Miss, it's not that we are lazy. This kind of work is originally done by the servants in the mansion..."
"When Yan Xinning lived in this yard, did she ask the servants to clean up the snow in winter?" Jian Yue asked back.
Mrs. Xia choked.
How could the eldest lady let male servants into her courtyard? Miss Xinning paid special attention to rules, and the male servants in the mansion were not allowed to approach Xuexiang Courtyard within two feet.
Jian Yue looked at Xiao Yun, whose eyes were darting around: "I know you are in Cao's camp but your heart is with Han. Although the indenture is in my hand, the master you obey is my stepmother. However, as long as you stay in my yard, you have to abide by my rules. Without further ado, choose between sweeping the snow or selling yourself."
Mrs. Xia and the others didn't dare to speak anymore and hurried to find tools to sweep the snow.
The furniture in the room was also covered with a layer of dirt. If it weren't for the instructions of Xie Chujiao, the mistress of the house, these maids would not dare to do it so obviously no matter how lazy they were.
Jian Yue only asked Mu Xiang to wipe the tables and chairs outside, the bedroom, and the warm room. The rest was left for the maids to clean up.
After the floor heating in the warm room was turned on, the room finally became warm.
Jian Yue made tea herself, and she and Muxiang drank a few cups of hot tea each, and only then did they feel warm.
The heavy snow outside the house stopped and started falling. Jian Yue was drinking tea and reading a medical book in the warm room.
At noon, Muxiang brought food from the big kitchen, four dishes and a soup. The soup was mushroom meatball soup, Jian Yue picked up the spoon and stirred it, her nose twitching.
She thought for a moment, put the mushroom and meatball soup back into the lunch box, and went to Xie Chujiao's Jinxiu Garden.
Jian Yue climbed over the back wall, and the maids and servants who were sweeping snow in the yard did not see her.
Because of the heavy snow, there was no one on the small road in the mansion. Jian Yue flew all the way and soon arrived at Xie Chujiao's Jinxiu Garden.
There was no one in the yard either.
At this time, Xie Chujiao was eating in the warm room. She was not only fat, but also very afraid of cold.
Biyu was reporting to her that Jian Yue's maid had already taken the food away.
A hint of satisfaction flashed across Xie Chujiao's dark and plump face.
As long as the little bitch drinks the soup with ingredients, throw her into the groom's room. If she doesn't drink it, it proves that she has the ability to identify poison, and you can't use poison to deal with her next time.
"Go and have someone keep an eye on her. If there's any movement from her end, immediately bring people to seal off the yard. Don't let anyone in the yard escape."
"Yes." Biyu walked out of the warm room and ran into Jian Yue.
"you……"
Jian Yue slashed her on the back of the neck with a knife. Biyu rolled her eyes and fainted.
There were two little maids standing outside the warm room door, but now they fell to the ground unconscious.
Jian Yue pushed the door and entered the warm room.
Xie Chujiao was very excited, and was thinking of ways to punish Jian Yue. Because she was in a good mood, her appetite was even better. She had already finished most of the plate of crystal pork elbow. Unexpectedly, when she looked up, she met Jian Yue's half-smiley eyes.
"You..." Xie Chujiao looked towards the door, but it was closed and she could not see anything.
Jian Yue put the lunch box on the table, opened it, and took out the bowl of mushroom meatball soup.
Xie Chujiao's expression changed drastically: "You, what do you want to do?"
Jian Yue smiled: "I don't want to do anything. I just brought a bowl of tonic soup from the big kitchen. I thought I should honor my stepmother first, and I, a junior, can't drink it first." As she spoke, she scooped out a bowl of soup in a small bowl.
Xie Chujiao looked at the small bowl in her hand with horror, stood up and tried to hide, and angrily shouted: "I, I'm on a diet and I don't want to drink the broth, take it away quickly."
Jian Yue looked at Xie Chujiao's narrowed eyes and deliberately said: "Why is stepmother so scared? It's as if she knew that the mushroom meatball soup is poisonous."
Xie Chujiao's eyes flashed with panic: "Hurry up and leave. I've finished eating. I want to rest."
She was nervous and started...
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