Grasp the farming script in the famous book

It is indeed a bit troublesome for Roland to go to Netherfield——

She had never seen the master's family at Netherfield, nor his rich friend.

The first reason is that Roland has not stepped into the social world yet.

She never went to the ball at Meryton; and Roland stayed at her hen-farm when Mr. Bingley visited Longbourne.

Without the company of his elders, Roland, who hadn't come out to socialize, ran to Netherfield so recklessly, which was really rude.

But hearing that Jane was ill, Elizabeth and Roland couldn't care too much.As soon as the kitchen was ready, the sisters set off for Netherfield.

At the concierge, Roland asked the housekeeper if he could take her to the kitchen first—she brought Jane a can of soup, which was obviously cold along the way. Then take her directly to the guest room where Jane is.

When Roland spoke, Elizabeth also chimed in.

"Our sisters are really rude and presumptuous today, but my sister is sick, and my little sister feels very sorry, so I sent some soup made at home. Don't dare to disturb your master, let us sisters go and see Bene Miss Te will do."

The butler immediately went to report back, and the other party said, "Please feel free", but after visiting the patient, please go downstairs to see the master anyway.

So, Roland went to the kitchen first, and then was guided to Jane's room by the housekeeper's wife in Netherfield.

There she meets Jane and Elizabeth.

Jane had already known from Elizabeth that her youngest sister was here today, and she was so surprised that she was very upset.

A servant came in with Roland and the housekeeper's wife, holding a porcelain pot, bowls and spoons.

Jane didn't understand why, but Elizabeth said: "Little sister heard that you were sick, so I insisted on bringing you such a pot of fresh chicken soup, saying that you have a bad cold, drink this and you will recover quickly..."

The servant lifted the lid of the porcelain jar, and a strange smell came immediately.

Jane: "I... don't seem to have a stuffy nose anymore."

Elizabeth was also wondering: "I have been thinking about it all the way, what is Lydia's chicken soup made of, and why it is so fragrant."

Netherfield's housekeeper and maid nodded their heads in agreement.

The housekeeper's wife was more knowledgeable and asked, "Is there any fungus added to this chicken soup?"

Jane has figured it out: "It's matsutake...it's the scent of matsutake."

Roland looked at his sister: "You really don't have a stuffy nose anymore."

Here is a jar of chicken stew with matsutake that she brought from Longborn.

The matsutake is the matsutake that she picked last autumn. The unattractive matsutake is slowly dried in a slightly heated oven to get the dried matsutake, and then sealed in oil paper for storage. When you need to simmer the soup, take it Take it out and add it to the soup.

Doing so will lose part of the delicious taste of fresh matsutake, but people can also taste the fresh fragrance of matsutake outside of autumn.This scent matched the scent of chicken soup very well, and the two were intertwined, which made Jane, who was lying on the sickbed with no appetite, even a little bit more appetite.

This chicken soup was cooked with N3909.This meat poultry has just reached the point where it is ready to eat.

Because I heard that Jane had a bad cold, Roland didn't care about so much, so he asked the cook to kill one for her, and made a stew with dried matsutake, and then brought it to Netherfield.

Time is running out, but fortunately, the chicken used for stewing the soup is still young, and it does not need to be boiled for a long time, and the bones are already crispy and rotten.

It's just that Roland still felt that the aroma wasn't completely exhausted, so she left the clay pot in Netherfield's kitchen, and asked the kitchen to simmer the soup for an hour later before sending it to Jane.

Sitting side by side with Elizabeth, Roland watched as Jane drank the delicious chicken soup one gulp at a time.Jane's originally paper-pale face seemed to have a little more blood.

Roland immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Elizabeth reached out and patted the back of her hand——

Roland immediately understood: I don't know if the audience has a good impression of her, but now she has gained the favor of the second sister.

Seeing that Jane drank all the chicken soup and ate the chicken that had been pounded into fine paste in one bite, Roland's mission today was considered complete.

She bade her sisters good-bye, and asked the housekeeper to take her out; she had no intention of seeing the master of Netherfield Hall.

Therefore, the task of dealing with the master was given to Elizabeth.

Elizabeth didn't think there would be anything wrong with Roland seeing Mr. Bingley and others, so she advised Roland to stay and go downstairs to greet the master later.

Roland smiled and shook his head, saying no, and then left with the housekeeper's wife.

She is by no means shy and afraid to meet people, she is just worried that the master's family is too "enthusiastic", so she stays here temporarily with Elizabeth and takes care of Jane together——

Then who would take care of her chicks, who would pick the raspberries, who would dip in the elderflower syrup, who would invent all the delicacies?

"Not old enough to socialize" became her best excuse.Roland sincerely asked Elizabeth to greet the master on his behalf, and then walked home easily.

Sure enough, Elizabeth sent a letter back to Longbourn later, saying that she was retained by her master to stay at Netherfield for a few days and take care of Jane nearby.

Roland could predict that Elizabeth would be retained, but she couldn't predict how the people in Netherfield Manor would react to her "low-key" visit.

Netherfield's master, Mr. Bingley, paced anxiously about the drawing-room after Miss Bennett had left it.

Mrs. Bingley's sister, Mrs. Hurst, and his sister, Miss Bingley, were sitting in the drawing-room talking freely about the Bennett sisters: "How arrogant!"

"My younger sister has already arrived at the manor, but she didn't come out to show her face, and she just left without saying hello. Could it be that she really thought she was some kind of rare beauty?"

Mr. Bingley obviously has a deep affection for the eldest lady of the Bennet family, and he also has a lot of protection for her sister.

"Caroline, you can't say that. The youngest lady in the Bennett family is not yet old enough to socialize, and she doesn't have any elders to accompany her. What's wrong with her not coming to see us?"

Miss Bingley was still indignant.

"If you come to Netherfield to visit a doctor, just visit the doctor. If you have to bring something, go directly to the kitchen-I have never even been in the kitchen when I grow up."

Mr. Bingley looked at his sister: "Yesterday you just said that you made the tea for Darcy yourself..."

Miss Bingley: ...

Mrs. Hurst helped her sister out of the siege: "Caroline thinks that the little girl is a little arrogant. What about Netherfield? Do you want her to be brought to Netherfield by an outsider?"

At this moment Mr. Darcy, who had been silent until now, spoke.

"Probably not."

The two sisters of the Bingley family: "... what?"

Darcy explained casually: "I heard this from your housekeeper."

The eyes of the Bingley family turned to the butler who had just entered from the living room door.

"This……"

The butler looked very embarrassed when Mrs. Hurst and Miss Bingley questioned her repeatedly.But in the end the truth was told.

"Miss Bennett's family brought a chicken soup stewed with a very special wild mushroom today. It has a strong aroma and is said to be very nourishing and can help patients who have a severe cold recover as soon as possible."

"Wild mushrooms..." Miss Bingley almost laughed out loud.

But when Mr. Bingley heard the words "recover as soon as possible", he already felt at ease, nodded and said, "It can be seen that Sister Bennett has a deep brotherhood, which is touching."

But Miss Bingley still felt unconvinced: "What's so strange about wild mushrooms? After the rain in spring, there are everywhere in the nearby woods!"

But the housekeeper patiently explained: "According to Miss Bennett, this rare fungus is called matsutake... Only, it only grows in the pine forest of Bennett's family in Longbourne."

Miss Bingley was dumbfounded—her sister had just boasted that Netherfield had nothing.

It was Darcy himself who rebutted.

And this thing is really only available in Longborn!

"I don't believe it!" Miss Bingley tossed her head proudly. "It's just country girls' boasting. From their point of view, even the pine cones that fell on the ground are probably unique to Longbourn." .”

"Not pine cones, but truffles."

Darcy opened his mouth to correct it casually.

"What?" The three Bingley siblings asked together in surprise.

"Truffles—"

Darcy repeated, and asked: "Haven't you heard that Longbourne in Hertfordshire, to be exact, is the pine forest owned by Mr. Bennett, which is probably the only one in England that produces A place for black truffles.”

"Really!"

The two Bingley sisters had a "scared" expression on their faces.

Truffle, I heard that on the other side of the strait, it is a delicacy that only nobles are entitled to enjoy.Every autumn and winter, black truffles worth thousands of dollars will ride on the fastest stagecoach pulls, gallop to Paris, and then appear on the tables of the ladies.

Before that, they had never heard that this thing was produced in England.

"Oh, dear Mr. Darcy... are you sure you are right?" asked Mrs. Hurst.

Darcy replied cautiously: "It was revealed to me by a reliable friend. Of course, I have not confirmed the accuracy of this information."

Miss Bingley wanted to refute again: "That doesn't mean..."

But Darcy stopped her: "Miss Bingley, I am not refuting you by saying this, and this matter will not affect my judgment on Miss Bennet's family."

Miss Bingley: The relief is back.

"I'm just stating a fact: the Bennetts in Longbourn, do have something that is unique in England."

Fitzwilliam Darcy, commenting dispassionately.