Rebirth of the leisurely life in ancient times

Xia Zixuan nodded, "Okay, let's just do a simple bun today!"

At first, Xia Zixuan didn't know how to comb her hair in ancient times, so she just half-tied it or tied it into a ponytail. After Jinghe and the others came, she didn't have to worry about how to comb her hair every day. Unexpectedly, Zhishu is now more dexterous than Jinghe and can basically comb any hairstyle.

"Girl, the porridge is here, have some first!" Zhiqiu said as she walked in with the porridge in her hand.

"Okay, here I come." It's so comfortable to have someone serving me like this. I really want to keep doing this forever!

But it costs money to be bad, well, she should just make some money first!

After Xia Zixuan finished the porridge in her bowl, she said, "Let's go and see the persimmons that Young Master Su sent."

If she had to pick out the ripe ones, she would really be causing trouble for herself. Why would she even want to make persimmon cakes?

On the way, I met Xia Cheng and Xia Meng walking in from outside. "Hello, young lady." They bowed.

"Uncle Cheng, Uncle Meng, there's no need to be so polite. Where have you been?"

"Girl, we went to the fields and just came back from the greenhouse."

"Well, how long will it take for Uncle Cheng to build the wall?"

"My lady, it will take another day. It will be finished around 3 p.m. tomorrow. By the way, my lady, the village chief brought the money for Zheng and his wife yesterday. When he saw that you were entertaining guests, he gave it to me."

"Okay, I understand. That's it! Uncle Cheng, don't forget to pay them their wages." Xia Zixuan didn't want to mention those two people at this time. She heard from Jinghe that they were divorced and sent back to their parents' home.

"Yes, don't worry, girl! I won't forget it."

Xia Meng suddenly asked, "Excuse me, young lady, is your master here in the orchard?"

"Huh? What do you mean my master is here?" Xia Zixuan was confused by the question.

"It's like this. A lot of thorny plants grew over the orchard overnight, enclosing the orchard. Everyone was shocked when they saw it. After a careful look, they found the door was still there, so they thought it might be the girl's master who came."

"Oh! That! Yes, my master came last night, but everyone was resting at that time, so he didn't alarm anyone."

"The girl's master is really amazing. He can make plants grow overnight."

Xia Zixuan didn't explain much after hearing this. She said, "Okay, I understand. You guys go and do your work first! I'll go outside for a while."

"Yes, take care girl."

Xia Zixuan brought the three of them to the small square and saw...Has Su Baiyu picked all the persimmons on the mountain?

Four small piles of the same persimmons, at least seven or eight hundred persimmons in each pile! Okay! Let’s get to work!

"Jinghe, the three of you go get knives and dustpans and start working."

"Yes, girl."

Xia Zixuan took out a dagger and squatted down to peel the persimmons, waiting for Jinghe and the others to bring a winnowing basket. She had already peeled more than a dozen.

"When you guys peel the persimmons, be careful. Don't peel them too thickly. And don't peel the overripe ones. You want the ones that are not soft and rotten and are golden in color."

"Yes, girl, we understand." Several people followed and peeled the persimmons while picking out the soft ones and putting them aside.

The master and his four servants, plus Mandong who came along, were busy picking and peeling the fruits until Yingsan came over to get lunch.

Ying San looked at the persimmons that the others had picked out and asked curiously, "Miss Xia, what are you doing? Why are you picking them all out?"

Xia Zixuan heard Ying San's voice and raised her head and said, "We are peeling persimmons to make persimmon cakes! Ying San, why are you here?"

After saying this, I saw the sun outside and realized it was already noon. "It turns out it's already noon!"

"Yes! Miss Xia, the master asked me to get the food."

"Aunt Xiuhong and the others should have finished cooking. Jinghe, you guys should go eat too! We'll cook it this afternoon."

"Yes, girl, we'll go there soon."

"Ying San, your young master went back yesterday, and nothing happened, right?"

Xia Zixuan wanted to ask him if the heat poison had attacked, but then she remembered that no one had told her that Mu Chenyi had been infected with heat poison, so it would be too obvious to ask.

"Huh? No! What happened to Miss Xia?" Ying San asked puzzledly.

Xia Zixuan waved her hand, "No, he was in a hurry to go back yesterday, so I thought Brother Mu's illness had relapsed! I'm glad he's fine. Now, go get the food!"

"Then Miss Xia, I'll go first." Ying San bowed.

"it is good."

……

In the blink of an eye, autumn has passed and early winter has arrived. It has been more than half a month since the last time I made persimmon cakes, and the walls around the greenhouse have long been built.

At this time, Xia Zixuan was in the greenhouse, teaching Xia Ming and Xia Hui, who were in charge of the greenhouse, as well as Xia Sen, who was in his fifties and was bought later. A group of people surrounded her, listening to how to transplant and manage cucumbers.

"The cucumbers have grown four leaves. It's time to transplant them."