Pride and Prejudice the Poor Princess

Two days later, Bennett's restaurant.

Mrs. Bennet took a sip of the thick and sticky chicken porridge, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

"When are you going to visit Mr. Bingley dear?" She asked gently, and when she saw Mary coming in with a plate of fried dumplings, she quickly beckoned her to put the fried dumplings in front of her.

"Didn't I tell you?" Mr. Bennet forked a fried dumpling and bit it down. "I visited Netherfield with Sir Lucas yesterday. If that's the case, you can act." ( According to British custom, the hostess can only visit the new neighbor after the host has visited)

"You really didn't say that!" Mrs. Bennet put down her knife and fork with a curious expression on her face. "How does Mr. Bingley look? Where's his friend?"

Except for Mary, who was eating quietly, the sisters all looked at their father, their eyes were shining brightly, they were just the age of lustful Mu Shaoai, and they were full of yearning for handsome men.

"He's a handsome young man, and very gentle. His friend is quite the opposite, haughty, quite haughty!" Mr. Bennet emphasized.

"That's because he has the capital of arrogance. Appropriate pride will make a handsome young man look more charming, not to mention that he has an annual income of [-] pounds." Mrs. Bennet waved her hand indifferently.

"Income doesn't mean anything. My dear, you won't think so when you see him." Mr. Bennet smiled with interest.

"I'll see him soon. I plan to take my daughters to Netherfield to have a look before dinner. Mary, can you prepare some snacks for mom as a greeting?" Mrs. Bennet looked expectantly at the quiet meal daughter.

"Of course." Mary raised her head and asked after a moment of consideration, "Crystal shrimp dumplings, spring rolls, mille-feuille cakes, and shredded radish shortbread, are these four things okay?"

Mr. Bennet swallowed, and cried out, "Absolutely enough Mary! Don't forget to leave some for your poor father!"

Mary smiled, bowed her head and continued to eat, she was still not used to discussing such trifles at the table.

After more than two hours of busy work, the meeting gifts for Netherfield were finally ready, and Mary carefully put them into a beautiful paper box.The carton is divided into four compartments, and there are five of each flavor, which is enough for several new neighbors to eat.

"Mary, won't you go with us?" Mrs. Bennet stood at the door with her newly dressed daughters, and asked with a frown when she saw the coarse sarong on Mary's body.

"There is still something to do on the ranch, you go." Mary waved her hand, she still couldn't accept the tall, long-haired foreign man.

"Alright then." Although she felt a little regretful, Mrs. Bennet didn't want to marry Mary off at all, and immediately agreed to her decision.A group of people walked towards the carriage waiting on the side of the road.

Mary stopped Elizabeth, who was walking at the end, and told her softly, "If your mother repeats her habit of nagging, you can tell her that I made her favorite hibiscus and bamboo fungus soup at home, and told her not to miss it." dinner."

Elizabeth, who was worried, squinted and smiled, and gave Mary a thumbs up.Mary is the best way to deal with her mother.

Mr. Bingley, who had just seen off one wave of visitors and welcomed another in the halls at Netherfield, acquired a keen understanding of the enthusiasm of the country folk.

Mrs. Horst and Miss Bingley kept their faces sullen throughout the whole process, showing exactly the same haughty expressions as Darcy, which made the visiting guests feel extremely uncomfortable, so they found excuses to leave.It's a pity that if they meet someone who can't read people's faces, their trick will be useless.Mrs. Lucas and her eldest daughter Charlotte have been sitting for more than half an hour, and they still have no plans to leave. They still look towards the door from time to time, as if they are waiting for someone.

"Mrs. Bennett is here to visit." The housekeeper led a middle-aged woman and four young ladies in, and Mrs. Lucas's eyes lit up.

"Hello, dear lady, beautiful ladies." Mr. Bingley stood up to greet her, his eyes rolling on Jane's outstanding appearance.Darcy and Horst bowed and said nothing.

Mr. Bingley was of medium height, very handsome, well-dressed, and his gentle smile added a lot of points to him.His friend Darcy is as proud as the rumors say. Although his stern face is more handsome and taller than Mr. Bingley's, he is not attractive.After only one meeting, Mrs. Bennet put Darcy out of the list of future son-in-law, and Mr. Bingley was ranked first.

"Hi Mr. Bingley, welcome to Longborn, I hope you have a good time." Mrs. Bennet handed out the cardboard box in her hand, "This is a gift, please accept it."

"Thank you very much!" Bingley took the paper box, smelling the fragrance wafting from the box, and moved his nose.

"Ah, this taste...is it Mary's dessert?" Mrs. Lucas salivated.

"Yes, Mary made it all afternoon." Mrs. Bennet's tone was so proud that Miss Bingley and Mrs. Horst exchanged contemptuous glances.It's just a snack, not such a precious gift!

"Mr. Bingley, you are so lucky to have the snacks made by Mary!" Mrs. Lucas didn't know whether she was complimenting Mrs. Bennett or Mr. Bingley. The exaggerated words made Darcy frown.

Mr. Bingley smiled and nodded, and Mrs. Bennet had a smug look in her eyes.

As usual, several people visited the newly furnished Netherfield and had a 'pleasant' conversation with the owner.Mrs. Bennet did not shy away from inquiring about everything about Mr. Bingley, from his birth, to his job, to his income, and even the status of his family members.Seeing Bingley's slightly stiff smile and the increasingly ugly faces of Darcy, Miss Bingley and others, Jane and Elizabeth began to fidget.To make matters worse, Catherine and Lydia kept asking Mr. Bingley about balls in London, showing their eagerness.

"Mom, it's getting late. Mary has stewed your favorite hibiscus and bamboo fungus soup, and you won't be able to drink it later. You know, Dad has a big appetite recently." Elizabeth whispered in Mrs. Bennett's ear Gentle reminder.

"Oh my God, it's almost seven o'clock, and we have to say goodbye." Mrs. Bennet immediately lost interest in the conversation, and jumped up from her chair.

Hearing Elizabeth's words, Mrs. Lucas and Charlotte also bid farewell to Mr. Bingley immediately.

"Honey, do you mind if I visit your house with Charlotte?" Mrs. Lucas affectionately took her friend's arm.

"Come on." Mrs. Bennett generously invited.

The two carriages left at the fastest speed, and Mr. Bingley stood at the door to watch, his mind kept reminiscing about the beauty of Miss Jane Bennett.Miss Bingley said sarcastically, "It's such an inexplicable two families! It's just a snack, and the proud tone seems to be such an expensive gift."

"I bet that Miss Mary's culinary skills must be great, that's why she was praised by Mrs. Lucas, and Mrs. Bennett was eager to return." Mr. Bingley guessed.

"Bingley, you won the bet! This is the best gift I've ever received!" Mr. Horst followed the scent and opened the package, picked up a long strip of golden meringue (spring roll) in the carton, He yelled loudly after taking a bite.

Darcy took a deep breath, attracted by the unique fragrance, put down the book in his hand, and took a long stick into his mouth.The fried golden and crispy skin made a slight cracking sound, and the rich and delicious gravy filled his mouth. Every taste bud on the tip of his tongue opened up, salivating rapidly, urging him to eat more, and eat up all of it.

His expression was calm and reserved, but the speed of his attack suddenly became much faster.Sensing his intentions, Mr. Horst quickly put down the box, pinched the spring rolls in one hand, and picked up a white snack with a unique shape in the other, and quickly put it in his mouth.

"Oh my God, what kind of dim sum is this? The skin is transparent? It's so beautiful!" Bentley was far away and hadn't smelled the fragrance of the dim sum yet, but was attracted by their exquisite appearance.

He stepped forward, picked up a transparent snack (crystal shrimp dumpling), and put it into his mouth tentatively.Soon, he regretted why he wasted the opportunity to eat more snacks because he was deceived by 'beauty'.

The snacks in each grid were swept away by Darcy and Host calmly, but they kept some for Mrs. Host and Miss Bingley in a gentlemanly manner.

Miss Bingley took a bite of the shredded radish shortbread, chewed and swallowed it, and then commented insincerely, "What kind of strange smell is this? It's salty and sweet!"

"And it's very greasy! This will seriously deform my figure! The diet of country people is really not very particular." Mrs. Horst complained after eating a piece of mille-feuille.

"Don't you like it? That's great!" Bingley exclaimed cheerfully, and under the distressed gaze of the two ladies, he ate up the snacks left for them, and Darcy grabbed the last piece of mille-feuille with quick eyesight and hands.Horst was a step slower, and could only sigh while holding the empty cardboard box.

Half an hour later, everyone walked into the restaurant, cutting the steak in their hands, and their eating movements were a little bit lacklustre.Apparently, the chef brought in from London couldn't satisfy their appetites, especially after Mrs. Bennett's snacks.

"I think we should go back to Bennett's house as soon as possible, tomorrow!" Bingley put down the knife and fork in his hand, and said seriously.

Darcy glanced at him, but did not answer.He is trying to tell himself not to waste food.

"I agree. It's best to go during dinner. You can write a post tomorrow morning so that Miss Mary has enough time to prepare." Mr. Horst planned more carefully.Before meeting, his affection for Miss Mary has reached the maximum.

"Of course." Bingley smiled happily, imagining the delicious dinner that the Bennett family was enjoying, and felt that the steak in his mouth was even more unpalatable.