Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

Amu made up his mind: "Fu Lang married a wife who is not as pretty as a pig. After eating a pig, he wants a chicken."

"Hahahaha." Lin Zhuwei couldn't help but grin. How could this be making fun of her? Wasn't this also a mockery of Fu Junyan?

When he thought of Fu Junyan's reaction when he heard these songs, he couldn't help grinning and laughed.

Amu and Abu looked at each other, thinking that their wives had gone crazy.

"Okay. Ah Mu, you can go back. Have a good rest first, and remember to apply the medicine." Lin Zhuwei said again, "A Bu, you can send Ah Mu off, and then return the car to the Qian Mansion."

"Madam, let me take you back first. Amu, wait here for a moment."

Amu wanted to stand up and help her. Lin Zhuwei waved her hand: "Amu, just sit still."

After hearing this, Amu didn't dare to move.

With the help of Abu, Lin Zhuwei got out of the car and slowly walked back to the west yard.

When she entered the room, she didn't expect Fu Junyan to be standing under the tree with his hands behind his back and a cold face, waiting for her.

"Young Master." Abu bowed and greeted.

Fu Junyan looked at Lin Zhuwei, and before she could say anything, he asked coldly, "Do you have to be so unreasonable? It's not enough to make trouble at home, but you have to make trouble outside?"

The warmth in Lin Zhuwei's eyes faded and turned cold.

I felt very uncomfortable about his groundless accusations.

"I am being unreasonable? Dare I ask what I did wrong?"

"If you hadn't deliberately incited them, would they be so angry?"

"Yes, that's right, I did it on purpose."

"Yu Shaoruo! You are really hopeless!"

"Young Master!" Abu said hurriedly, wanting to say a few words in defense of the young mistress.

Lin Zhuwei stopped her in a deep voice: "Abu, send Amu back. Go now!"

The young lady is angry!

Abu felt scared. The young lady used to be angry often, but for some reason, she felt that this time was very different.

She was so frightened that she immediately fell silent, not daring to stop, and quickly trotted out.

Fu Junyan looked at her with cold eyes and said sternly: "Do you know how many people with ulterior motives are hiding in there? You are very likely to kill her by doing this!"

"Then why don't you ask her what she did? Why do you come to question me? If she did nothing wrong, how could I, alone, incite so many people to target her?"

"The carriage was startled and ran wildly. She had no control over it. She was also in the carriage. To be honest, she was also a victim. On the contrary, you knew it was wrong but you did it deliberately. Do you think you are right?"

Lin Zhuwei was extremely disappointed and whispered, "Whatever you think, that's fine. Although I think you won't be able to see things clearly, you won't be so blind and blind that you will only believe one side of the story."

She was a little angry and tried to move forward, but she stepped too quickly and stepped on her skirt, falling forward.

Lin Zhuwei could imagine the result even with his eyes closed, and was ready to suffer the consequences.

But I didn't expect to fall into a strong arm.

Lin Zhuwei looked up in surprise and met Fu Junyan's cold eyes.

No wonder she was surprised. The last time they met in the corridor of the courtyard, she accidentally fell. She was about to fall on him, but he was able to flash under the stairs in the blink of an eye.

He was at least three steps away from the stairs at that time.

The movement was so fast that even Wu Er was stunned.

Then he looked at her with a mouthful of dust on her face, lying on the ground groaning in pain, but he sneered and walked away.

So he would lend a helping hand this time, it was almost like taking the wrong medicine.

When she stood firm, Fu Junyan quickly withdrew his hand and snorted coldly: "You have done too many bad things, be careful of retribution."

Ok.

If you talk too much, you will be invincible.

Lin Zhu thought to himself that he must be crazy to think he was not bad.

Deciding not to pay any more attention to him, Lin Zhuwei limped forward.

Fu Junyan frowned: "Are you injured?"

Lin Zhuwei didn't even turn her head and responded coldly: "I'm not dead yet. If you want to remarry, wait until I die."

Wu Er, who was standing by, stared with his eyes wide open, not daring to breathe.

"It's unreasonable!" Fu Junyan was so angry that he stormed out.

Wu Er was grinding ink while seeming to want to say something but stopped himself.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Look at the ink you ground. It has turned into a blob when you write." Fu Junyan stopped writing and frowned.

Wu Er replied cautiously: "Master, I think there is some misunderstanding between you and the young lady?"

Fu Junyan flipped through the book in his hand and snorted, "When did you become hers?"

Wu Er hurriedly said, "Master, please stop making fun of me. I just heard that it seemed that Miss Qian said something that annoyed the onlookers."

Wu Er observed his expression, and seeing that he had no intention of stopping him, he dared to continue: "I heard that this time the young lady had a conflict with Miss Qian because of a servant. The young lady is really something, how could she disregard the relationship between the young master and the Qian family for a servant?"

Even if the young lady had behaved badly in the past and Wu Er disliked her, he could not help but respect her for standing up for a servant this time.

As a servant himself, he knew too well how it felt to be looked down upon.

How could Fu Junyan not understand Wu Er's hidden thoughts?

Fu Junyan just snorted, "You actually know how to speak for her."

Wu Er laughed awkwardly, “Hehe.”

"Go ahead and check what's going on." Fu Junyan ordered.

Thinking of Lin Zhuwei's indignant expression and Qian Yuechu's aggrieved look, he decided to find out more, lest someone accuse him of being biased.

After receiving the order, Wu Er said "yes" and went out quickly.

Because of her injured foot, Lin Zhuwei stayed in Fu's house for a while, but she couldn't neglect her work in Qingyuan.

Therefore, Lin Zhuwei wrote down the steps of making melon seeds and planned to let Abu take it to Aunt Xue.

She plans to make two flavors of melon seeds.

One is the five-spice melon seeds made from five spicy spices: ginger peel, cloves, cardamom, asafoetida, and fennel.

One is the salty and fragrant melon seeds that are made by steaming pickled fruits and melon seeds together.

She handed the production notes to Abu, and gave her three taels of silver and a bottle of plaster, and said, "Ask Aunt Xue to take them and fry and dry the melon seeds according to the method. Go and buy anything they need. Amu, tell him to have a good rest first."

"Yes, young lady."

Two days later, Abu brought her some cooked melon seeds. She was very satisfied with the taste and gave Abu another ten taels of silver, asking her to give it to Aunt Xue and continue buying melon seeds.

Then she instructed, "Go to the West City Bakery to find Master Lang and tell him that he can start making candied fruits and nut cakes."

Lin Zhuwei had previously taken Abu to Master Lang's pastry shop, where she had tasted his craftsmanship and was very fond of the nut crisps and candied fruits he made.

She immediately signed a "processing on behalf of others" agreement with Master Lang.

There were many brands in the world she used to live in. In order to save manpower and material resources, she simplified the production process and found capable "manufacturers" to process them for her own "private labeling".

Of course, they also have extremely high requirements for the raw material selection and production environment of the processing plant, so there is nothing wrong with this.

Considering her current financial resources, "private label" must be the best option at the moment.

After resting for three days, Amu insisted that Lin Zhuwei arrange a job for him.

After making sure that he was safe, Lin Zhuwei gave him some drawings and asked him to find a carpenter and a printer to make twenty snack boxes that were engraved with the "Miao Miao Rabbit Food" icon and were easy to carry.

The printer printed the trademark "Miao Miao Rabbit Food" on a batch of oil paper that he purchased.

After receiving the order, Amu left happily.

Lin Zhuwei was lying on a homemade "foot massage chair", thinking over and over in his mind to see if he had missed any details.

Then I heard a clear laugh coming from outside the pavilion: "Sister-in-law, do you have the leisure and elegance?"

Lin Zhuwei looked up and saw that it was Fu Lifeng.

Then he smiled and said, "Second Master, how did you find time to come back today?"

Fu Lifeng raised the scroll in his hand and said, "Grandmother's birthday will be in two months. Big brother is busy recently, so I will help grandma prepare a guest list and bring it back for her to see."

"Grandma's birthday? Who will take care of it?" Lin Zhuwei asked curiously.