[Pride and Prejudice] Lady Makes Money

"Your father's fever has subsided, and he just fell asleep now, so don't bother him if he's fine."

Alan looked at Manli and said.

Hearing what he said, Manli's heart suddenly sank into her stomach, and she felt her whole body relaxed.

She finally showed a long-lost smile from the bottom of her heart, and bowed her knees to A-Lang: "Mr. A-Lang, thank you so much."

"Ah."

Aaron didn't say anything more, and he didn't deliberately avoid it. Obviously, he was used to being thanked in this way.

He raised his leg and continued to walk towards his guest room, Manli quickly turned sideways to make way for him.

When walking past Manli, Alan stopped suddenly, looked at her and asked, "Well, where did you get the antipyretics that you gave your father before?"

"The one I read from the medical book is the one I told you about before."

"Where's the book? Is it convenient for Fang to show it to me?" He continued to ask.

Where is this book?

She could only shake her head: "Sorry, I can't find it. I read that book when I was a child, and I can't remember where I put it later."

After saying this, Manli herself felt guilty.

In fact, no one would believe it if they thought about it for a while.

After all, these days, books are quite expensive, as long as they are not from rich families, no one will throw them away at will.

What's more, it is an imported product from the East.

Fortunately, Alan didn't pursue it too much, he just asked again in a little disappointment: "Can't you find it?"

Manli bit the bullet and could only nod again.

"You can add another medicine to that prescription." Alan suddenly changed the subject.

Man Li was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

"Nepeta." Alang looked at her with obvious temptation in his eyes.

"Oh."

Manli was a little disappointed: "I've seen this name in books, and I've seen its picture, but..."

Having said that, she spread her hands helplessly: "I can't find it."

"That medicine can be used to sweat and relieve fever. In addition to being used for fever, it is also effective for treating headaches and vomiting."

Aaron seemed not to understand what Manli said, and continued on his own.

"Unfortunately I can't find it."

The more she listened, the more regret Manli felt.

The role of nepeta is not limited to these?

For her who is good at cooking, it is still a delicious dish.

You can make a lot of delicious food with it.

However, the premise is that she must be able to find it first!

"I have it there, I can give you some." Alan added slowly.

"Really? Mr. Alang, do you have Nepeta in there?!"

Manli's eyes lit up all of a sudden!

She almost reached out to grab Alan's arm again, but the moment she stretched it out, she pulled it back abruptly.

She just looked at him helplessly, eyes full of excitement.

As a cook, although she is self-proclaimed, to Manli, giving her gold, silver, or jewels is not as good as giving her delicious food!

Aaron was obviously not used to being stared at by a woman like this, and his ears were a little red.

He turned his face to the side uncomfortably, avoiding Manli's gaze: "Really. But you have to tell me, why doesn't the pork you make have a strange smell?"

Uh?

Is it just for this?

Manli couldn't help laughing.

She found that this man from the ancient Hua country was really interesting. After making such a big circle, he even promised to give her Nepeta, in fact, just to know how the meat was marinated yesterday?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help showing a bit of banter on her face, and she was even interested in making a joke with this old-fashioned and arrogant Mr. Alan.

She put her hands behind her back, leaned forward, tilted her head and winked at him, pretending to be incredulous: "Mr. Alan, do you know? In our UK, prescriptions are used to pass down the family. "

Hearing what she said, Alang was stunned for a moment, and then straightened his face solemnly.

He suddenly took two steps back, and made a bow to Manli: "I'm sorry, I was reckless, and please forgive me, Miss Manli. Just pretend that I didn't say anything."

Turn around and leave.

Eh?

Manli immediately froze on the spot.

She really just wanted to make a joke...

"Mr. Alan!"

She hastened to catch up.

Less than one step away from Alan, he hurriedly stopped and raised his hands, signaling that he would not touch him.

"I'm joking with you, don't take it seriously." She explained anxiously.

But Alan shook his head: "No, I was reckless. Miss Manli is right. Even in our country, it is impossible to tell people the secret recipe passed down by the family at will. I made it difficult for you."

"It's not embarrassing, it's not embarrassing at all." A method of washing pork is also called a secret recipe?

Manli waved her hands hastily.

She knew that it was too late for her to explain.

He simply said as quickly as possible: "If the pork does not have that strange smell, the best way is to castrate the pigs when they are still young. You understand the castration, right?"

Alan stared at Manli, =.

Looking at her, a little girl, she said the word "castration, castration" so naturally, without feeling that there was any problem at all, and even dared to ask him back...

His face flushed immediately, and the veins on his forehead twitched several times.

Seeing that Alan's face was purple and he didn't answer her own words, Manli didn't dare to continue asking.

She swallowed and continued: "But so far, there is no such custom in the UK, so I can only use a stupid method to remove the smell in the meat. That is to wash it repeatedly. I soak the meat in clean water repeatedly before marinating." Three times, until the blood stains are completely washed away. Then put them in a large pot and boil them in water. The pot needs to be large, with plenty of water, and the fire should be low throughout the process, so that the water for cooking the meat does not boil. At the same time, it must be repeatedly skimmed Froth until the meat is half-cooked, then take it out and clean it for later use. ②That’s it.”

After speaking in one breath like Bengdou, Manli let out a long breath, and then stopped to look at Alan: "Do you understand?"

Alan stood there motionless, did not speak, just looked at her with helpless eyes.

"Ah? Did I say it too fast? Yes, this thing is a bit complicated to say. How about I tell you again?"

Seeing Alang like this, Manli couldn't help showing disappointment.

She scratched her hair with her hands, looking annoyed that she didn't know what to do.

"understood."

Seeing the girl on the opposite side start repeating again, Alang only felt a headache.

In desperation, he had no choice but to answer loudly.

The voice sounded much gentler than before.

"Understood, then I will tell you how to marinate. It's just... this may be more troublesome. How about I write to you later? Oh, by the way, Mr. Alan, can you understand English? "

Knowing that if he didn't open his mouth, the girl might spit out a lot of words that made him at a loss, this time Alan answered very quickly: "I know a little bit."

Manli can feel at ease now.

If you really want her to write recipes in Chinese, let’s not talk about her traditional Chinese characters, and even if she knows it, she can’t explain it clearly!

She smiled happily, curtseyed to Alan, promised him that she would write the recipe to him in the afternoon, and then bounced downstairs.

Alan stood at the door of the room, looking at Manli's back, lost for a while.

It wasn't until her figure completely disappeared at the stairs that she turned and returned to her guest room.

According to what Aaron said before, Mr. Bennet can eat normally today.

After all, he was only injured by a fall, not any other illness, so there were not too many taboos.

Based on the principle of making up for what you eat, Manli decided to cook a big pot of bone soup for her father to make up for him.

She went to the kitchen first, packed the newly bought beef bones herself, and simmered the soup over low heat.

She thought for a while, and then ordered Martha to distribute the noodles for noon according to her request.

Then went to the backyard.

She has been in Netherfield these days, and she has been thinking about her soy sauce and bean paste, for fear that there will be any problems when she is not at home.

How can you rest assured if you don't go and see it with your own eyes?

Now, they are her darlings, and she is counting on them to make money!

Manli walked to the house where those sauce jars were kept, opened the door with the key she carried with her, and walked in alone.

She carefully lifted the lid of a jar, and before she could get a closer look, the rich aroma of soy sauce came to her nostrils.

She couldn't help but narrow her eyes in satisfaction.

Although this is the first time she has made these things in this time and space, she has seen them a lot in previous eras.

In later generations, although Man Li is a wealthy second generation, she was already quite grown up when her parents started their careers.It's not that I haven't suffered since I was a child.

Especially at that time, in order to study new dishes, my father spent all day thinking at home, and sometimes he could make several meals a day for her and mother.

Manli remembered that her father once again ate 38 chickens in ten days in order to develop a new braised chicken dish, which made her wonder if she was going to become a weasel soon!

Weasels don't eat as many chickens as she does!

Perhaps it is precisely because of this experience since she was a child that Manli strives for perfection in her dishes.

Before, she just cooked it for her family, and she was a little slack. Now that it is going to be put on the market, she will naturally not allow the slightest mistake.

Therefore, when she decided to expropriate the house, she asked her father to ask for all the keys of the house.

Now there were only two keys left, one in her hand and the other in Martha's hands.

Martha is a domestic slave of the Bennet family, life and death are in their hands all her life, Manli is not afraid of her having ulterior motives.

Except for her, including parents and sisters, without her consent, no one can enter this door.

Manli didn't want to hide it from anyone, she was not even afraid of being compared to others, so she learned her craft.

She was afraid that if someone accidentally soiled her things while doing something.

Whether it is sauce or soy sauce, they are actually very expensive. If a little bit of dirt is mixed in, the whole jar will be finished.

After turning around in a circle, Manli was a little bit mixed.

Both the sauce and soy sauce are preserved very well, there is no problem at all, but it is a bit lacking.

After all, when I first made it, I only wanted to eat it for my family. Although I have deliberately made a lot more, it must not be enough to sell it!

"I still have to do a little more," she murmured.

But that's easier said than done.

If you want to brew soy sauce in large quantities, the venue is a big problem.

There is no place in my home to dry large quantities of soybean paste and put jars of soy sauce.

And the weather—

Seeing that it is getting colder day by day, the days when the sauce can be dried have already passed.It's cloudy and cold here, and the sun doesn't even come out, so it's impossible to make a good sauce.

Thinking of this, Manli, who was always optimistic, couldn't help feeling worried.

Returning to the kitchen, he brought the bean paste scooped back to Martha, and asked her to stir-fry it with minced garlic and minced beef according to the method she taught before.

Then Manli took out the braised trotters and started to process them again.

She cut the pig's trotters in half, then cut them into small pieces, sautéed the onion, ginger and garlic in a pan, poured them into high heat and stir-fried, then added boiling water and simmered slowly over low heat.

Letting the trotters simmer slowly in the pot, Manli took out Martha and kneaded the fermented noodles according to her requirements, and decided to steam some big white steamed buns for Alan.

When she was at his house before, Manli could tell that Alan must be from the north.

Otherwise, which southerner would hang garlic and pepper on the wall at home?

And Manli, who is also a northerner, knows better than anyone else what kind of surprise it will be to be able to eat a big white steamed bun in this place where bread, potatoes, and beans are the staple food all year round!

……

After a busy morning, it was finally time for dinner.

First, she filled a large bowl with the cooked tomato and beef bone soup, served it with toasted slices of toast, and specially cut a large piece of butter, and asked someone to bring it upstairs for her father. Then Manli began to prepare the dishes. .

There are two staple foods today, toast and steamed buns.

The steamed buns were not steamed much, after all, except for her, no one else in the family was used to this kind of tasteless pasta.

As for the dishes, Manli cooked four dishes.

They are stewed radish with smoked trotters, roast beef with potatoes, braised eggplant, and scrambled eggs with onions.

Although there are not many types, the quantity is extremely large. Let alone noon, it is estimated that there will be another part for dinner.

In addition to these, there is naturally the big pot of tomato beef bone soup that was stewed before.

Taking a look at the side dishes specially prepared to go with the steamed buns, diced beef with minced garlic stir-fried in yellow sauce, kimchi, pickled cucumber, and a plate of cold lettuce leaves, Manli nodded in satisfaction. .

Although they are all home-cooked dishes, everything is carefully cooked, and the room is already full of fragrance before they are served.

Mr. Aaron, you should be able to feel the gratitude of the Bennet family to him, right?

Watching Martha start serving the dishes, Manli went back to the room to freshen up, and then ran to the guest room to ask Aaron to come downstairs for dinner.

As soon as the door opened, before she could speak, Alang handed over a piece of paper full of words: "Here you are."

"what?"

Manli took the paper in confusion, opened it, and was startled!

That is actually a sheet full of various prescriptions!

There are almost all treatments for common ailments ranging from fever and cold to headaches, stomach aches, and even diarrhea and vomiting.

In order to prevent her from being unfamiliar with various herbs, these prescriptions are the simplest.

The names of the medicines that appear in it are mainly edible.

To put it bluntly, this is a recipe that even if you eat it wrong, it won't kill you, and it's extremely easy for any novice to learn.

But it is such a prescription, in this ancient England where there is a lack of medical treatment and medicine, it can really save lives if it is used well!

Moreover, in case she would not recognize her, the careful Alan specially transcribed them in English and Chinese, and drew pictures of the less common herbs one by one, marking the identification method.

This favor is great!

Manli just felt that the piece of paper was heavy, and she didn't know how to express it for a while.

She knew she couldn't refuse, and Alan had written it for her after staying in the room all morning.

But just put it away...

She really felt ashamed of it.

"Change your prescription."

Xu Shi saw Manli's hesitation, Alang bypassed her and went downstairs first without giving her a chance to thank her at all.

After standing at the door for a long time, Man Li solemnly folded the paper, took it back to her bedroom and carefully put it away.

When he went downstairs again, he looked at Alan with more respect than before.

Let's eat, let's eat!

With the crisp ringing of the rattle in mother's hand, several sisters also ran out of their rooms.

Last night, although the mother refused repeatedly, several girls took turns to take care of the father for a whole night.

They didn't go back to rest until they were sure that their father's fever had subsided completely.

Therefore, at this moment, each of them still has a bit of tiredness on their faces.

It was only when they saw the long-lost good meal on the dinner table that they all showed pleasant smiles.

"Great!"

"Manli, I love you to death!"

"God, life is finally back to normal..."

Although the sisters restrained their emotions because there were still guests at the dinner table, they still couldn't stop them from expressing their joy to Manli.

The entire Bennet family was filled with joy.

But at the same time, the atmosphere on the carriage galloping from Netherfield was rather cold.

"Gene, are you sure you have to visit Mr. Bennet today? If I'm not mistaken, he must not have recovered from his leg injury. Why can't we wait for his energy to recover before bothering?"

Regardless of the black face of the person sitting across from him, Darcy insisted on expressing his thoughts.

"Who has been in such a hurry to get the blueprints for the tub? If I don't accompany you on this trip today, do you think you can get it before you go back to Pemberley?"

Gene glanced at him and said lightly.

"...It doesn't have to be obtained."

Darcy hesitated for a moment, but retorted: "Although I really want to get the blueprints earlier, so that I can give Georgiana a surprise when I go back this time. But now that Mr. Bennet has suffered misfortune, we are going to ask for blueprints now. Kind of out of place."

"It is precisely because of Mr. Bennet's misfortune that we should take the initiative to visit. Taking the blueprint is a trivial matter, and the neighbor is sick. Shouldn't we bring a gift to express our condolences?!"

Therefore, it is false to accompany me to get the drawings, and your main purpose is to take the initiative to visit the door, right?

Thinking of this, Darcy couldn't help but sneered.

Mr. Darcy, who has never been ice-cold, can sneer!

Such a scene made Gene, who had been upset since yesterday, couldn't help being even more irritable.

"why are you laughing?"

"Laugh at someone's duplicity."

"Who is duplicity?"

"Who knows." Mr. Darcy twitched one corner of his mouth, and rolled his eyes in an inelegant way.

"you!"

Gene gritted his teeth angrily.

After thinking about it, he also sneered.

"Yes, who knows."

He clicked his tongue: "I don't know who it is these days, looking for Jasmine all over the world, and...Georgiana likes it. Ha! I don't know if Georgiana knows her brother, and looking for Jasmine all over the world in winter, will it be true?" Don't you think brother is crazy?"

"...Where is it winter? It's only October now!"

"Is October the season for jasmine?"

The two of you glared at me, and I glared at you. After a stalemate for a long time, they finally realized that such behavior was inherently a little nervous, so they looked away almost at the same time.

Gene was like a frost-beaten cabbage, withered, but extremely stubborn and stiff, sitting there motionless.

I don't know what he is thinking?

Darcy did not expect that he would also see this arrogant young master frustrated.

He thought he would gloat, but he didn't.

For some reason, he actually had such a shred of empathy.

He quickly shook his head, and pushed aside this inexplicable thought.

Darcy still couldn't hold back, and asked: "Miss Manly really treats that doctor differently?"

"What's the difference? She just wants that person to help her father see a doctor!"

Gene's face darkened immediately, and he stared at Darcy and said quickly.

It looked like it was about to explode.

"Does not treat you differently can make you so angry?"

Darcy didn't intend to spoil him at all, and the words he asked hit people's hearts.

So what about being proud?Don't you look like a fool when it comes to the girl you love?

"Where am I angry? Hey, Darcy, why are you so long-winded today, and there is no end?"

Gene was completely anxious.

He finds Darcy very annoying today!

"It doesn't matter if I finish. The important thing is that you have to think about what you want? If you are not sure, there is still time for us to return to Netherfield, just in time for afternoon tea."

Gene frowned: "Darcy, who did you learn from? Why do you start to beat around the bush now? I don't understand what you mean."

"I really don't understand?"

Darcy looked at him and sneered, then sat up straight suddenly, and said with a serious face: "If you really don't understand, I don't mind explaining the words to you more clearly.

If you want to play around with Miss Manly just out of curiosity, then I advise you to go as far as you can, and never appear near Bennet's house again. "

Seeing that the fire was about to burst out of Gene's eyes, Darcy had no intention of avoiding it at all.

He continued: "If you really like her, then I would like to advise you to return to London before you have invested more in your feelings and have not been completely conquered by Miss Manley's charm! Never again here again."

When Darcy said this, he looked at Gene with a bit of compassion: "You have to believe that I am doing it for your own good."