Syndicate Growth Manual

The matter of the secret order passed like this, and the days were trivial and boring.

As Fan's belly grows day by day, the severe winter is gradually waking up. From the endless sweeping of fallen leaves in the yard, to the hoarfrost on the grass and wooden corridors in the morning, they all begin to urge people to prepare for the severe winter.Naturally, for the nobles in Shangfang, winter is just a season to enjoy the dry fire with the fragrance of pine wood and the steaming deer blood soup.On the days when it snows, you can enjoy the snow in the pavilion with three or five friends without the court meeting, which is more elegant.

The biggest festival at the end of the year is the winter solstice. Fan's pregnancy has entered the seventh month. Although her relationship with Zhao Chen has eased a lot after the autumn hunting, she has not been able to regain the housekeeping rights.Bisi and the others were a little uneasy about this, and Li Qiu was also particularly displeased.

"Miss, although we didn't expect much glory in the past, the foreign steward picked the best ones and brought them here," Liuxi looked through the pile of baskets and baskets in the yard with a look of disgust, " Look at these pine mushrooms, big and small, and Chinese cabbage, the leaves are all wilted!"

"How good is the storage in the cellar!" Yingge pushed her, took out a red brocade box from the basket, went to the bottom of the corridor, and opened it to Fan Shi: "Look, my lady, these northern ginseng are very rare. It looks good, the roots are neat, and the year is good, when you produce it, you cut it into slices. It’s good to have it in your mouth or boil it in soup.”

Fan's legs were covered with a quilt, leaning on several stacked pillows, a charcoal stove was burning beside him, and she was also holding Tong Pozi in her arms.It would be cold without burning charcoal this day, but even the best charcoal has some smoke. Fan has been coughing a bit at night for the past few days. Taking advantage of the high sun in the afternoon, he opened the partition door of the main room to let in the air.

She nodded with a smile, and motioned for her to push the stack of jewelry boxes to her.Yingge simply went to the corridor, knelt down and opened all the large and small jewelry boxes for Fan to see.

"Come over here and warm yourself up," Fan ordered, propping his head up and picking and checking with one hand.

A set of combs inlaid with jewels was contained in a large box, and the story of the green bead falling from the building was actually drawn on it.Inside the slightly smaller box was a set of pearl jewellery, as well as some odds and ends of hairpins and hairpins. She only took a second look at the two pairs of plain silver arm bracelets with plum blossoms hollowed out and inlaid with red jadeites.The bracelets are not expensive, although the workmanship is exquisite and the inlaid red jadeite is also translucent, but each of them is only as big as a thumbnail, not as eye-catching as the armband carved from a whole piece of jade.

She had never liked red jade, so after thinking about it, she picked up the small brocade box and handed it to Yingge, saying, "These two pairs of arm bracelets are exactly four, one for each of you, and the remaining one is given to Chuncao. Inside the dowry."

Although it is not expensive, but it can be sent to Fan's jewelry, and it is definitely not a jewelry that can be easily appreciated.

Ying Singer was at a loss and didn't dare to reach out to take it: "Lady, where are we allowed to wear this, it's too precious."

Fan smiled slightly, then put down the box and pushed towards her: "I'll keep it for you, I have wronged you these days, and you should deserve it."

Liuxi is much simpler.When she heard the words, she went to the corridor, took the box and saluted Fan happily: "Slaves, thank you for your reward, this armbracelet will be put in the bottom of the box." glance.

When Bisi came over with the stew pot, they were laughing. She took a strange look, then knelt down and opened the stew pot: "The soup with scallops and mushrooms was just stewed in the kitchen."

Fan's spleen and stomach were weak, so doctor Qin prescribed some nourishing prescriptions.This soup is one of them.

At this time, a woman came in outside the yard, saying that someone from the Fan family had come, handed over a post outside the gate and left, and also sent a carload of winter solstice gifts.

Fan frowned, took the post, and asked gently: "Can you see clearly, is it from the Fan family?"

The old woman said affirmatively: "I saw it clearly, there is the coat of arms of the Fan family on the Xuan car."

Fan groaned for a while, then signaled Bisi to appreciate it: "I see, you move people to Tangliyuan for those gifts first, and then you take the money and go buy wine with them."

After the person left, she lowered her head and opened the post, and saw that there was Yu Shi's private seal printed on the bottom of the post. The post was nothing more than inviting her to take Zhao Yuan to Fan's house for a banquet on the winter solstice, so she knew Yu Shi's intentions.

Leaving aside the fact that she offended Zhao Chen with that absurd proposal of the Yu family, she suffered a lot, even because of the monarch's secret decree, it was impossible for her to continue negotiating marriage with the Yu family.No matter what Zhao Yuan said, it seemed to others that he was the eldest son of a concubine, and there was no reason to take the concubine daughter of the Fan family as a concubine... If the secret decree is made public in the future, it is not impossible for him to take the status of Wang Ji consider.

Right now, she knew the secret order, but she couldn't tell the truth to Mrs. Yu, and she was taking a concubine, which was really unreasonable.There was no other married woman who tried to harm her mother's family like this, except for Fan Lan who entered the palace, there really was no precedent of being a concubine in the first branch of the Fan family.That is, her third uncle, Fan Jiang, was from a concubine, and the third aunt she married was also the second daughter of the Lu family. The second son gave birth to two concubine daughters, one of whom was destined to be the eldest son of the side clan of the family.

Bisi looked at her frowning, and said cautiously: "You are getting heavier now, and this is not the New Year's Eve, so why not push the post, and the Fan family can't say anything..."

Fan waved his hand: "I don't care about this, Auntie's post can't be pushed, and I have to take Anu there... It's just worrying, Auntie is afraid to bring up old things again, after all, my niece knows all about it. If this is not done, it will really ruin the upbringing of the girl and make her wild."

Just because of this, she disdains Yu Shi a little more.The Yu family's behavior is too sloppy, even if she wants to marry her family, how can Fan Dan know before the matter is settled?She went to reject Mrs. Yu this time, Fan Dan, a girl who has just learned to understand, is not sure why she is ashamed and angry!Even Fan Dan's aunt, Qian's, was not as eager for quick success as her own grandmother, Yu's.

But, that is the matter of the Fan family after all, she doesn't care about Zhao Yuan now, what do others think of her?It is her natal family, and when she gets married, she will be thrown out. There is no one who only cares about her natal family and ignores her husband's family.

"Forget it, Bisi replied to the post for me, saying that I will definitely take Zhao Yuan there during the winter solstice." Fan sighed, "I have to go and say hello to Mr. Lang about this matter, so go back as soon as you go... Yingge you Go and ask Mr. Lang when he will return home, and ask him to come to Tangli Courtyard." After thinking about it, she asked Liuxi to find a little girl to send a message to Guiyuan, "Let Anu get ready, Even the clothes and accessories have been selected, and it’s only two days before the ironing should be done.”

She found work for all three girls, but her own family was still full of worries.If things were as simple as she thought, Mrs. Yu wouldn't be called Mrs. Yu, and I'm afraid it would take a lot of talking.Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel as if she was about to face a battle, planning to recharge her batteries for the next few days.

Zhao Yuan's birthday is the day before the winter solstice.

His birthday has never been a big deal, it should be said that it is almost never done.Usually on this day, everyone is busy with worshiping the ancestors of the winter solstice, and Zhao Chen ordered not to do it. Although the servants are strange, Zhao Chen’s love for Zhao Yuan can be seen without a grand birthday banquet, so they are used to it .Some people even discussed it in private, probably to avoid the guests talking about Da Lang's biological mother. After all, the birthday party will inevitably involve the person who gave birth to Da Lang.

Zhao Yuan didn't feel much about this. In his original era, not to mention that the lower class of society he lived in didn't have the phenomenon of celebrating birthdays every year, even the whole society didn't have the custom of paying special attention to birthday rites in ancient times. Just an excuse to party.What's more, his family just doesn't hold a birthday party. On this morning, his father will personally go to the small kitchen to order a bowl of longevity wheat noodles.

He still remembers the first birthday he spent in the mansion, when his father went back to the kitchen, the cook was waking up to knead the noodles and cut the noodles. When you fish it, just fish it up, put all the dishes prepared by the cook on it, and finally pour the oil and vinegar sauce prepared by the cook on it.

Sadly, it was the best bowl of longevity noodles he had eaten in years.Because from the second birthday, his father suddenly became nervous and insisted on doing it himself.

Zhao Yuan remembered very clearly that he fell asleep waiting in bed that morning, and was woken up by hunger, but his father hadn't brought the noodles yet.He had no choice but to ask Li Qiu to dress himself, then ran to the small kitchen and peeked at the door.At first glance, he was speechless. Comrade Zhao Chen's face was full of wheat flour, and he didn't know it. The kitchen was not a mess. It was just a few cooks and maidservants secretly talking about how many large balls of dough were wasted in the morning. , and a lot of chickens were scrapped.Li Qiu took him away, saying that Mr. Lang would not like him to see Yunyun.

The time-consuming and labor-intensive bowl of Longevity Noodles was finally brought to Zhao Yuan at the lunch meeting. It looked very glamorous, not much different from what he ate last year.Zhao Yuan thought he was going to eat a bowl of dark food, but although it was not delicious, it was neither too salty nor too bland, and the noodles were chewy and the vegetables were cooked.He can understand that the noodles are chewy. After all, no matter how strong the cook is, she can't beat his father.

Li Qiu secretly told him that this bowl of noodles was already the best after his father ate three bowls.

After Zhao Yuan got dressed and washed, he ran along the wooden corridor to the kitchen with his clogs in hand.

"Da Lang!" Li Qiu chased after him with a thick satin cloak and shouted, "Slippery on the porch! Slow down!"

Zhao Yuan didn't look back, he quickly walked down the corridor, put on his wooden clogs, and walked around the hedge to the small kitchen.

A few years ago, Zhao Chen was busy working in the kitchen, and the cooks and maids were still guarding outside to prevent him from destroying the stove, but now they ignore him and are busy making some snacks and side dishes on the other stoves.Stacks of pastries for ancestor worship were made, and they were all kept outside to freeze.

Zhao Yuan stood outside the small kitchen and looked around. He saw his tall father standing on the stove, kneading the dough with his sleeves rolled up. There was no flour flying on his face, and his expression was very relaxed.

Zhao Chen had seen his son a long time ago. He has good hearing, and his son's wheezing sound was different from others, and he could easily hear it.He kneaded the noodles without changing his expression, cut them with a knife, and prepared the vinaigrette and side dishes when the noodles were in the water.Although Zhao Xiaoyuan only ate five bowls of longevity noodles, he has cooked more than five bowls in the past few years. Although he also made some things when he was marching, it is different when he is serious.

In fact, he didn't intend to make noodles himself at first, and he never said so.But his Anu asked to eat it, so he tried it too.

"Father," Zhao Yuan ran to his side, looked on tiptoe and offered his opinion, "This year I want to eat something spicy, how about adding more peppercorns? I also need green onions!"

Zhao Chen already knew about his son's strong taste, whether it was sweet or spicy, so he chopped more green onions and sprinkled a lot of pepper powder in the oil and vinegar sauce.

Zhao Yuan hugged a certain father's thigh affectionately, and vowed: "Father, I will make you a bowl of longevity noodles on your birthday, I guarantee it will be delicious!"

"If you want to toss about being a father, just say so," Zhao Chen was very shameless, "It's okay for a father to have a stomach, and I can't bear it!"

Zhao Xiaoyuan rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, muttering in his heart that he didn't dare to speak out.What are the noodles!He can also catch rabbits and roast them!Will make chicken too!On his father's next birthday, he will use a pheasant to boil the soup as a base. Even if he has no energy in kneading the noodles, if he adds some chicken oil into it, wouldn't it be unpalatable with the chicken soup? !

As soon as his birthday is over, the winter solstice is coming.