[Pride and Prejudice] Lady Makes Money

As Martha got closer, several people in the living room felt that their mouths were overflowing with saliva, and they were afraid that it would flow out if they didn't close their mouths tightly.

The moment she pushed the trolley in, several distinguished ladies and ladies, no longer caring about being reserved, stood up from their seats almost at the same time.

"My God, what on earth is this? How can it be so cute?" Charlotte was the first to exclaim without the demeanor of a mother.

Following her gaze, everyone looked at the silver plate placed on the top of the trolley.

There were six pieces of snow-white snacks scattered in that plate, which looked a bit like bread, but they were made into the shapes of flowers and stars.

The stamens of those flowers are hollowed out, and purple jam is sandwiched inside. From a distance, they look like real flowers, vivid and beautiful.

And each of those stars is composed of three layers. It can be seen that in addition to the jam, there are also yellow quiche, white, purple, and yellow layered and intersected, so delicate that you can see it to the extreme.

Everyone's seen jam, but purple jam... what's that?

"My dear Mrs. Bennet, may I have a small piece first?" asked Charlotte excitedly.

"Of course, I believe Manli will be very happy to be liked by you, baby." Mrs. Bennet's face showed a bit of pride and pampering.

Charlotte and Elizabeth knew each other very well, and it can be said that they had grown up together since they were very young.

Although she is a big girl now, she must pay attention to etiquette outside, but if she relaxes occasionally, no one will say anything.

Hearing this reply, she let out a low cry, her face flushed.

At the same time as she stretched out her hand, Mrs. Lucas couldn't help reaching out to another plate.

She clearly smelled that the strange fragrance from before emanated from this weird-looking pancake.

"Is this the wild garlic cake made by Manli?" She looked surprised.

Mrs. Bennet and Elizabeth looked at each other and nodded at the same time: "It should be."

"Then I must try it!"

Without waiting for the servant to do anything, Mrs. Lucas simply picked up the small plate by herself and picked one up with the clip that came with it.

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When Martha laid out the desserts in front of them one by one, and took out a large oriental porcelain soup basin containing tremella soup from the lower deck of the dining car, the refreshments in the hands of several hosts were almost finished.

Satisfaction and unsatisfaction are written on everyone's face.

"Tremella sweet fruit soup." Martha volunteered the name of the dish.

This is something that Miss San taught her several times in the kitchen before she managed to remember it. I believe that the guest who came today must be the same as her, and she has never even seen her before!

Thinking of this, Martha felt a little more indescribably proud.

"I know sweet fruit, but what is white fungus?"

Mrs. Lucas was astonished.At this moment, she really believed what her old friend said about Manli's cooking skills, and she was not bragging at all.

This is completely... that is modesty!

This is just called cooking?

It's so good!

"This is a beauty-beautifying dessert. It is good for the skin after eating. Dear Mrs. Lucas, you can try it. It is said that eating more will make people stay young forever."

A clear voice came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, a girl in a light yellow dress walked in.Needless to say, this was Manli who had gone back to her room and changed her clothes.

Listening to her avoiding talking about Tremella, Mrs. Lucas's face flashed a flash of understanding.

Then he immediately laughed again, and said appreciatively, "If you can keep your youth, then I must try it."

As he spoke, he took the porcelain bowl from Martha's hand.

"My God, you actually use oriental porcelain to serve soup?! Is this the set your uncle gave you?"

Charlotte next to her carefully held the porcelain bowl handed over, and asked Elizabeth enviously.

"En." Elizabeth nodded, and her hand holding the tremella soup didn't feel any tighter.

How many weird ideas are there in the third sister's mind?

How did she come up with all these?

Among other things, this sweet soup is served in a porcelain basin from the East. It looks really comfortable and goes well.

But besides Manli, who would dare to do this?

It is estimated that mother will be the first to rush to peel her skin!

It is said that this set of porcelain was given by my uncle on the [-]th anniversary of my parents' marriage. My mother has always been very expensive, and I usually put it as an ornament in the living room for people to see.

It is Manli, who dares to take it down and use it so unceremoniously?

But, that's how it fits.

Looking at her younger sister, Elizabeth's eyes showed a little more appreciation and tolerance unconsciously.

"Well, I don't think there's anyone better than the Duchess of Campbell when it comes to staying young. She's the noblest and most beautiful person I've ever seen. In London, though it was only a brief glimpse, but I will never forget her demeanor."

Putting down the soup bowl in her hand, Mrs. Lucas smacked her mouth full of desire, and began to show off every time.

The past of being knighted in Buckingham Palace was not only a lifelong honor for Mr. Lucas, but also a lifelong recollection and retelling for Mrs. Lucas.

In almost every gathering between relatives and friends, she can't forget to say a few words.

If it was in the past, Mrs. Bennet would definitely try to interrupt and change the subject after hearing a few words, but today she suddenly became interested.

"I remember Mr. Bingley said when he introduced his cousin this morning, what is his name, Jean Campbell. Could it be that this Mr. Jean has something to do with that duchess?" She asked curiously.

Listening to her question, the expression on Mrs. Lucas's face can be called unbelievable.

It seems that I can't believe that there are still people who don't know about such a thing? !

He even raised his voice a bit.

"Of course! Mr. Jean is the youngest son of the Duke of Campbell and the youngest of Mrs. Campbell!"

"Huh?" Mrs. Banner was really stunned.

She really just said it casually just now!

After she realized it, her eyes lit up immediately, and she exclaimed impatiently: "Really? My God, is this Mr. Jean married? Why don't I know at all?"

The old friend's undisguised surprise immediately pleased Mrs. Lucas, and made her immediately feel that no one in the world was better than herself when it came to being well-informed.

She raised her chin high, cleared her throat calmly, and began to help Mrs. Bennet with her literacy in a slightly proud tone.

"It's no wonder you don't know. After all, Mr. Jean is very low-key. He doesn't want too much attention from people, so he only said that he is Mr. Bingley's cousin, and he didn't say anything else. If It wasn't that we were lucky enough to meet his most respected mother, and Mr. Jean and his mother look too similar, in fact, we would not associate them together."

"You can't make a mistake, right? After all, there are always people who look alike."

This news is really explosive!

Netherfield unexpectedly had another young gentleman of marriageable status with such a noble status...

Mrs. Bennet could hardly believe it.

"How could it be wrong?"

Mrs. Lucas felt deeply offended.His face was pulled down a bit.

"There are people who look alike in the world, but Mr. Bingley has only one aunt, the Duchess, and the Duchess has only one son, who is Mr. Bingley's only cousin. How can this be wrong?! "

"Oh my god! I actually met the son of a duke today! My God, I didn't know? I just regarded him as an ordinary nobleman?!"

Mrs. Bennet couldn't feel the dissatisfaction of her good friend at all at the moment, and she was completely floating!

She desperately recalled the young gentleman she saw in the morning, and she couldn't help but admire one after another: "It's really good-looking! The skin is as white as milk, and he looks a head taller than his cousin The hair shone brighter than gold, and the eyes... eyes looked as bright as ours Jane!"

Manli rolled her eyes, feeling speechless for a while.

If you want to praise others, you can do it. How can you connect with your daughter in everything?

Well done, is it really good to bring Jane together with such a strange man?

What's more, that person is still the eldest brother-in-law's cousin!

She was about to stop her and change the subject for her mother, when she heard Mrs. Bennet say loudly, as if she had discovered some new world: "I suddenly found out that this Mr. Jean and our Jane are both blond and blue-eyed. What kind of couple..."

"mom!"

Manli quickly interrupted Mrs. Bennet, almost breaking out in a cold sweat from her!

If this word gets out, the marriage between eldest sister and eldest brother-in-law will have more twists and turns.

If it's because of this inexplicable person, you don't know where to cry!

"mom!"

She walked quickly behind her mother, hugged her neck affectionately, and pursed her mouth pretending to be coquettish: "You haven't commented on the dim sum I made! I have been busy in the kitchen for so long before."

"Oh, do you need to say it? The dim sum made by my baby must be the best, and who can compare to it?"

Mrs. Bennet was immediately led astray by her, with a smile on her eyebrows and eyes.

"Yes, I didn't know that Manli was so powerful before! I will teach you sister Charlotte when I have time." Mrs. Lucas next to her echoed.

Manli smiled and didn't answer.

Resource sharing is not popular these days, and recipes for one or two dishes can be passed down from family to family.

What's more, the reason why she is so active and willing to show it in front of her neighbors is to prepare for making money in the future. How can she teach people casually?

"When it comes to cooking skills, if we Manli are second, no lady from the family would dare to say that they are number one. But if we are talking about beauty, we have to be Jane and Lydia. Of course, if Mr. Jean pays attention to intelligence, We Elizabeth..."

How come you can come back after going around for a long time?I have already interrupted desperately, okay? !

Manli and Elizabeth, who also looked helpless, looked at each other, and closed their eyes in despair.

When he opened it again, even the smile on his face was a little weaker than before.

She once again unceremoniously interrupted her mother's eloquent talk, and said in a cold voice: "Mom, it's good to have a good joke, otherwise it's easy for others to take it seriously. How could you let us sisters marry like that?" What about alone?"