[Pride and Prejudice] Lady Makes Money

Although the beef jerky is gone, the guests who should be invited still have to be invited.

After all, Charlotte is Elizabeth's best friend, and Mrs. Lucas is also one of Manly's rare neighbors who feels kind and decent.

In order not to disappoint the second sister and mother too much, Manli messed up the existing things at home. Manli felt that it would be no problem to make a decent afternoon tea.

So, after breakfast, Elizabeth sent a servant to deliver the invitation letter to Charlotte as agreed before.

However, what they never expected was that Mrs. Lucas had already brought her daughter to visit just after noon, two hours before the afternoon tea time.

Manli was a little surprised, and turned her gaze to her mother.When I saw her smug expression, I understood everything.

Needless to say, the charm of gossip is huge and irresistible anytime and anywhere.

It must have been this morning, and the news of Mr. Bingley and his cousin Gene's visit had already been circulated in the neighbourhood.

And such a result was obviously expected by the mother.

After all, she and Mrs. Lucas are equally keen on gossip, and they also have daughters who are waiting to be married at home, so they know each other very well.

So when both Manli and Elizabeth were surprised, instead of being surprised at all, she couldn't hide the pride and self-satisfaction on her face.

Really childish.

Manli couldn't help laughing.

She walked over, hugged her mother and kissed her on the cheek, and then whispered into her ear: "Reserve, my dear, please be careful to keep us ladies reserved."

Mrs. Bennet froze for a moment, then suddenly put away the shallow expression on her face, pulled the corners of her mouth upwards, and showed a standard lady's smile.With her chest up and her abdomen in, she slightly pulled up the hem of her skirt with one hand, and walked out in a dignified posture.

"Puchi!" Elizabeth, who followed closely behind, couldn't hold back after all, and still laughed out loud.

She came over and reached out to squeeze Manli's face affectionately: "You still have a way. What's in your head? I really want to open it and see."

Manli patted her hand down, and stuck out her tongue at her: "If you open it, you will no longer have the cutest third sister. Let's see who else will make you a delicious afternoon tea!"

Elizabeth stretched out her arms to embrace Manli, hugged her gently, and said sincerely, "Thank you baby, my Manli is really the cutest in Hertfordshire, no, the cutest in the whole world!"

Pushing Elizabeth away, Manli walked towards the kitchen with a smile, even her steps were much lighter.

Even if you know it’s rainbow fart, it’s still fun to listen to it once in a while!

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Manli felt that the mountain behind the manor was really a treasure, and it belonged only to her.

After all, there is no other person who has "smart eyes and pearls" like her.

In the past six months, she has found many things on the mountain that the locals don't know at all, let alone use, such as wild onions, wild garlic, and white fungus.

In order to make it more convenient to use, Manli has asked her servants to dig up the wild onions and garlic they found one after another and plant them in the backyard of her home. In summer, a large bag of white fungus was also dried in the sun.

So today she is going to make wild garlic pancakes for dessert, and stewed white fungus sweet fruit soup for dessert.

The white fungus was stewed a long time ago, and now it is warming on the fire, exuding a sweet aroma.

After arriving in the kitchen, Manli ordered Martha to put the sugar into the white fungus soup and stir slowly, while she poured the prepared boiling water directly on the flour, and began to prepare the noodles.

Martha is actually good at making bread, but when it comes to oriental pasta, for her, it is like a magical magic, which is completely unimaginable.

Watching Manli skillfully pick up two homemade bamboo sticks (chopsticks) to mix the flour evenly, knead the dough, and then put it aside to relax.

Then he took out the special big kitchen knife that he didn't dare to touch at all, and with a few clicks, he chopped the washed and drained wild garlic into fine pieces...

Even though she has seen it many times, Martha still can't get enough of it.

She felt that since Miss San recovered from the serious illness half a year ago, it was as if she had been kissed by an angel and became omnipotent.

The culinary skills that she was once proud of were really unworthy in front of her.

"Martha, go get the jam and make the sandwiches," Manli ordered.

A surprise appeared on Martha's face in an instant, and she quickly asked, "Is that the purple jam?"

"Yes." Manli smiled knowingly, then turned her head and glanced at her: "Get the snacks ready, and leave the rest of the bread and jam for you to eat."

"Thank you Miss San!"

Martha bowed abruptly at her, and excitedly ran towards the cellar.

Miss San doesn't know why she knows so much?Martha thought as she walked.

In summer, when she took herself and other servants to the back mountain to pick the purple fruit, everyone was surprised.

I don't understand what the third young lady who has always been proud and arrogant is going to do?

After all, that kind of fruit is really ugly.

Not only does it look like a bug, but when you touch it, it will ooze purple juice, which cannot be washed off even if it touches your hands.

And it often hides bugs in its fruit!

This kind of thing, not to mention the noble masters, even their servants raised by their masters would not touch it, and usually only wild birds would peck a few mouthfuls.

But what she never expected was that Miss San could make such a delicious jam with this strange fruit!

And she was rewarded with a small spoonful!

Although it's only a spoonful, the taste... Martha thinks it's the best thing she's ever eaten in her life!

none of them!

So Miss San must have been kissed on the cheek by an angel, right?

Or, is she an angel at all?

What Martha was thinking, Mary didn't know, she was busy baking wild garlic cakes.

Put the minced wild garlic into a small bowl, add salt, oil and pepper to taste, cut the relaxed dough into small pieces, roll it into large pieces, spread the mixed minced garlic and oil and salt evenly, roll up and coil into a In the shape of a round cake, roll it out again, and it becomes the dough of the puff pastry.

Set aside again to relax and start working on the second...

When Martha brought the mulberry jam, a plate of wild garlic and scallion fritters had already been placed by the stove, and Manli was just shoveling the last one out of the pan.

"This, this, Miss San, what is this?"

Smelling the tangy fragrance, Martha was so shocked that she couldn't even speak!

It's not that she has never eaten the dishes made by the third lady. This lady who has been kissed by an angel is the kindest in Martha's heart.

Because every time she cooks herself, no matter what she does, she will leave a small plate for herself, and she has never ignored it because she is a servant.

But even so, she had never smelled such a strange smell before!

What is this?

Fragrant people...

Martha took a deep breath, closed her eyes happily, and felt that from the top of her head to her chest cavity, and then her whole body, she was obsessed with it.

She couldn't even describe the taste at all.

-

"Thank you very much for your kind invitation. It is really a pleasure to have this opportunity to sit and chat together."

Mrs. Lucas picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip absently, but her eyes involuntarily glanced towards the kitchen again.

As soon as they entered the door, Mrs. Bennet proudly announced that in order to show her sincerity in welcoming them, her third daughter, Manli, decided to cook herself and make afternoon tea snacks for them.

At that time, although Mrs. Lucas praised a few words, it was out of politeness.

After all, as the daughter of a manor owner, having a superb cooking skill is just the flower on the top of the hat, which is dispensable.

Therefore, few girls will really go to school, and occasionally going to the kitchen for a walk can already win them a good reputation.

However, Mrs. Lucas couldn't sit still at this moment.

She finally couldn't hold back, and asked casually, "I don't know what Manli is preparing for us? This taste is so wonderful, it should feel good."

Hearing what her mother said, Charlotte finally couldn't hold back anymore. She touched Elizabeth's arm sitting next to her, and whispered excitedly: "Is it beef jerky? In the letter that day, you always boasted that Manli's craftsmanship is great. Thinking about it!"

Speaking of beef jerky, Elizabeth's face quickly flashed a look of discomfort.She shook her head, and said in a somewhat uncertain tone, "What wild garlic cake did Manli say?"

"Wild garlic cake?"

Mrs. Lucas and her daughter glanced at each other quickly, and asked in unison, "What is that?"

As soon as the words came out, I couldn't help swallowing at the same time.

This smell is so overbearing!

The milky aroma of butter is mixed with a slightly spicy and inexplicable burnt smell, which they have never smelled before.

Even though there is still such a long distance from the kitchen, it is so hard to drill into people's nostrils that people can't ignore it even if they want to ignore it.

"I don't even know what wild garlic cakes are."

Elizabeth quietly swallowed the saliva in her mouth, somewhat complaining to the mother and daughter in front of her.

It was agreed that the date was at four o'clock, and these two people came before two o'clock!

As a result, I didn't even have the chance to try a piece of cake made by Sanmei in advance!

It must taste great, right?

Thinking that after serving it later, I have to maintain my manners in front of outsiders, and I can only eat one or two bites...

As for the rest, Manli must keep it for her father and the three sisters who went out to play, and she will no longer have her own share.

Elizabeth felt a burst of despair!

"Shall we go and have a look? Speaking of which, I've never visited your kitchen before!"

Mrs. Lucas couldn't bear it anymore, she stood up and looked at Mrs. Bennet and said affectionately.

Visiting the kitchen?

Mrs. Bennet froze for a moment, a little unresponsive.

She tried her best to go through all the rules of conduct and etiquette of noble ladies that the third daughter had instilled in her recently, and she never thought of visiting the kitchen when entertaining guests.

Is she out of her mind?

A trace of shame flashed in Mrs. Bennet's eyes. Just as she was about to make amends, she heard Charlotte's excited voice: "Come on! I saw Martha push the dining car out!"