"Miss Manli, wait a moment."

Gene took out a bag made of velvet from his pocket: "I heard that you were looking for seeds by accident before, and I happen to have some here. I wonder if it's what you need?"

After speaking, he opened the bag and handed it to Manli.

Manli couldn't help but her eyes lit up.

Although she was a little surprised how Gene knew he was looking for seeds, it didn't seem so important in front of the heavy bag.

After thanking her, she took the bag, only to realize that it was carefully divided into many small bags, and there were different kinds of seeds in them.

These should be uncommon.There are not many of each kind, some have a small note inside, with the transliterated name written, and some don't even have a note.

At first glance, it was snares from everywhere.

Inside, she saw familiar chili seeds, and some finely chopped basil seeds.

More, she does not know.

But that couldn't stop her joy.

Because Manli clearly knew how rare this thing was.

At least with her current ability, it is impossible to get so many kinds.

"Mr. Jean, thank you so much!"

She bowed deeply to Gene excitedly, scaring Gene back several steps one after another!

Manli knew that she had lost her composure.

In this day and age, there is no such thing as bowing in the etiquette of ladies.But she was so happy that she didn't know how to express it.

Seeing the frightened expression on Gene's face, she couldn't help but laughed.

"Wake up early tomorrow morning, I'll cook something delicious for you."

After finishing speaking, she bent her knees skillfully, and walked out cheerfully without waiting for Gene's reply.

Looking at the back of the girl going away, with her bright smile in front of his eyes, Jean couldn't recover for a long time.

He could see that this bag of seeds really pleased the beauty.

It seemed that he had only seen that happiness on Miss Manli's face at the moment when he gave out the rice.

Gene couldn't help laughing too.

He felt as if he had found a way to please that girl, although the method was a bit strange.

Among the many noble ladies he knew, there were those who liked jewelry, some who liked beautiful clothes, and some who simply liked to be complimented.

But someone like Manli has never come across.

But doesn't this just show how different the girls he met were?

Thinking of this, the smile on Gene's lips deepened.

-

Mary rose early in the morning with a promise to make Mr. Gene a breakfast in gratitude.

First boil the nutritious porridge prepared for Jane, and then she steamed a large pot of rice, and decided to make soy sauce fried rice for this group of people today.

This is what she thought about last night.

Although she didn't promise to sell the formula to Gene last night, Manli heard what he said.

After thinking about it, she felt that instead of selling the formula, it would be better to sell the finished product.

It's like - soy sauce just made.

Yes, her soy sauce is finally done.

What Mr. Jean said made a lot of sense. If Manli was alone, she wouldn't mind giving it a try.

However, she also has four sisters.

She can't help but think about everyone.

If the reputation of the girl in the family is ruined by selling recipes, it will really be worth the candle.

But selling finished products is different.

In this era, the exchange and sale of agricultural products in the manor is a very normal behavior and will not be ridiculed.

Therefore, no matter whether she builds a tofu shop at home or makes soy sauce for sale, as long as it is in the name of her father, no one can say anything.

The only problem is the distribution of future profits.

In what way can the money not fall into other people's pockets.

But Manli believes that there must be a way before the car reaches the mountain. As long as it is done first, a solution will be found in the future.

She first took out the steamed rice and spread it out, let it cool down, and then asked the cook to find eggs, onions, carrots, and green beans for her.

Then he took out the soy sauce that he had specially brought over, added other ingredients, and quickly made a large portion of colorful soy sauce fried rice that exudes a strong sauce fragrance.

Finally, she also made a pot of tomato and egg drop soup for everyone.

Because I heard that Miss Manley was going to cook in person today, all the gentlemen and ladies in Netherfield Garden got up early.

Except for Miss Bingley, who was sent back to the old house by Mr. Bingley under the pretext of going back to recuperate before dawn, who was not present, everyone else sat down at the dining table early.

What happened yesterday still has some shadows in everyone's mind, especially Bingley, who has been a little uneasy, not knowing how to meet the girls of the Bennet family today.

So after hearing the housekeeper specifically say that Miss Manli cooks in person, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and Mr. Bingley looked much more sunny.

"Oh my god, this delicious soy sauce fried rice is actually made of those rice? Miss Manli, you are so knowledgeable and talented! My trading house is forced to deliver some inexplicable things every year by those nasty crew members .This rice used to be put in the corner to get moldy. Only a smart person like you can see its use."

Bingley put the last spoonful of fried rice on the plate into his mouth, and closed his eyes enjoying it.

Then he patted his chest and continued to say: "Miss Manli, I will pack the rice that your family needs in the future! I will have someone deliver it to your house on time. If there is not enough, please send me a message at any time. I'll have someone deliver it right away!"

"Thank you so much. To express my gratitude, after I go back this time, I will ask my family to prepare ten bottles of soy sauce. In addition..."

Manli had no intention of refusing.

She glanced at the dining table, the people who sat up straight when she heard her say soy sauce, smiled slightly: "Also, bring some ready-made soy sauce."

"Okay! Okay! Miss Manli, you are so kind! If you can, I wonder if you can teach me... Butler how to make this fried rice with soy sauce? Don't worry, I guarantee my reputation. The son is only used at home and will never be passed on.”

Watching Mr. Bingley talk to himself, while secretly looking at Gene with his eyes.

After being given a cold look by the other party, she immediately changed the word "cook" to "housekeeper" to show respect. Manli couldn't help being a little amused.

She pretended not to see anything, and readily agreed.

Then he relieved Bingley in a considerate manner: "You are too polite, this is not something important, why do you need a guarantee of reputation? Mr. Darcy, Mr. Jean, I will naturally send the prescription to Mr. If your friends like it, feel free to share it.”

As soon as her words came out, the whole restaurant suddenly fell silent, and everyone had a surprised expression on their faces.

Even Mrs. Horst, who had been uneasy because of yesterday's incident and tried to pretend to be transparent, couldn't help asking in surprise: "God! Do you know what you're talking about?"

It seems that you are not ignorant of the importance of Fang Zi? !

Manli scoffed in her heart, but she didn't show it at all on her face.

"of course."

She still smiled gently: "If you need to use soy sauce for cooking fried rice, please remember - only Bennet Manor has it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Gene came to his senses, and a knowing smile slowly spread on his face.

He looked admiringly at the girl across from him.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window at the moment.

The soft light shone on her body, as if covering her whole body, shining golden light from the inside to the outside, so beautiful and dazzling that people dare not look directly at it.

For a moment, Jin felt as if his heart had been pinched so hard that he couldn't even breathe.

I can't even feel my heart beating.

He subconsciously put down the tableware in his hand, picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth calmly, lowered his eyes to hide the mood that seemed to be impossible to hide.

-

Jane's fever had subsided last night, and her body was gradually improving, so she didn't need to be with her all the time.

After dinner, Mrs. Horst suggested that we all go for a walk in the garden, and the gentlemen immediately agreed.

Then began to invite the pair of sisters warmly.

In order to create opportunities for the second sister and Mr. Darcy, Manli naturally wouldn't be that one hundred watt light bulb.

So she borrowed the study from Mr. Bingley on the grounds that she was going to write a prescription.

Man Li breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the white paper and quill pen specially delivered by the housekeeper, and watching him exit the room and close the door.

The world is finally quiet.

Recalling the key points, she wrote down the two recipes of omelette and fried rice with soy sauce in detail, and copied three copies of each.

Then she wrote the shredded chicken porridge she made last night and other various porridge products that could be extended on a separate piece of paper, and put it on the stack of letter paper that said Mr. Jean.

After finishing all these tasks, it seems that not too long has passed.

She looked out from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the study, and she could still vaguely see a figure moving in the distant garden.

It seems that there is still some time before they come back.

Therefore, Manli was going to use this free time to prepare for the novel she was going to write next.

Since "Harfordshire Gazette" paid her a much higher manuscript fee than others, Manli would naturally not disappoint this trust.

She decided to complete this work as quickly as possible with both quality and quantity.

She was going to ask her father to go to the newspaper office in person after she went back to discuss the serialization method with the other party.

She didn't want to finish writing all at once, it would take too much time, and the money came too slowly.

She wanted a column in the Hertfordshire Gazette, to be published at a specific time.

In this way, she can get regular royalties.

Taking advantage of the quietness of the room and clear thinking, Manli decided to write the beginning of the story first.In this way, when the father goes to negotiate, he can show it to the other party first.

It's a pity that the quill pen in his hand suddenly broke without writing a few words just now.

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