For some things, if others do it for you, it will eventually appear that you are not sincere enough, and you will not feel at ease in your heart.
Yin Qiao could understand and knew that no more words would be useless, so he just urged Xia Mingyue to rest early and not to stay up too late, and then returned to her house.
Xia Mingyue promised to go to bed early, but after picking up the needle and thread, she felt that her mind was almost completely empty when doing such mechanical work, which made her originally busy with many trivial matters during the day. The somewhat swollen head became clearer and more comfortable.
Xia Mingyue liked this feeling a little, and couldn't stop the movements in her hands.
The candles in this room stayed on until midnight.
At this time, Fan Jinglan was standing on a stool in her yard, looking through the courtyard wall when she saw that there was still light in Xia Mingyue's house, she pursed her lips.
On the second day, Fan Jinglan still went to Xia Mingyue's home to help make peace charms.
Xia Mingyue was still doing needlework with everyone at first, but then Zhao Dahu came back and invited Xia Mingyue to Buyun Tower to taste the food they and Lou Shanzi developed together. New dishes.
Xia Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled, "Looking at how proud you are, this must be an extraordinary dish?"
"I can't say it is extraordinary. The ingredients are common, but the taste is excellent. The name is also novel, so I specially asked Aunt Xia to try it." Zhao Dahu scratched his ears and laughed.
Ordinary ingredients to make novel dishes?
"Then I have to go and have a taste quickly."
Xia Mingyue was immediately very interested, put down what she was doing, and followed Zhao Dahu to Buyun Tower.
Looking at the backs of Xia Mingyue and Zhao Dahu hurried away, Fan Jinglan couldn't help but asked Yinqiao and Qingju beside her, "Mrs. Xia..."
"Everyday. Is it so busy? ”
"Absolutely." Yinqiao nodded, "Basically, it's like this. If there is a festival and you need to sell seasonal food, the lady will be even busier."
"There is also some free time." Qingju added. One sentence, "But the lady is a little restless. Whenever she has a little leisure time, she thinks about making new food and improving and adjusting the food of Buyunlou and Xia Ji."
" Yes, I sometimes go out for a stroll, but I don’t think she is just wandering around. She is looking around at the food stalls in Xia Ji to see if there are any shortcomings, or to see if there are other people outside. Special food.”
“When I occasionally indulge, I stay up late and read story books...”
After hearing what Yinqiao and Qingju said, Fan Jinglan fell silent again.
Go shopping with a purpose, and the way to indulge is to read a storybook, and you may not have time during the day, so you have to stay up late at night.
With such a busy schedule, it’s no wonder that Xia Mingyue can still maintain a slender figure even though she eats a lot.
No wonder there is another word to describe plump women in this world, called richness.
Because in the eyes of everyone, weight loss is mostly due to fatigue. The reason for fatigue is mostly due to poverty. People who don’t have to worry about busy food on weekdays will naturally gain weight on their bodies, that is, wealthy people. symbol.
But Xia Mingyue's situation is different.
In theory, the income from her various businesses, farms and orchards is enough for her to enjoy a comfortable life, and Fan Jinglan heard that many merchants saw that Xia Ji's business was good and wanted to buy Xia Ji with a lot of money, but Xia Mingyue declined.
Based on Xia Mingyue's ability, making a lot of profits and doing some other businesses would be enough to make a lot of money, but she didn't.
When you reach a certain level of business, making money is one thing, and you also have responsibilities on the other.
Others who buy Xia Ji may not be able to adhere to her philosophy of caring for the poor, nor may they be able to treat others as kindly as she does.
As for the shares of the vinegar making workshop, Fan Jinglan also heard that Xia Mingyue did not buy any shares, but she worked very hard for the vinegar making workshop and did not take any remuneration...
Xia Mingyue is a businessman, but also a person with good intentions. She has built a real career and benefited others. Fan Jinglan sighed with emotion, but then thought of the fact that she was well-dressed and well-fed in Beijing. In addition to learning some simple daily etiquette for scholar-girls, she also participated in various banquets, chatted about home affairs, and talked about some fashionable jewelry and clothes.
Even more elegant, it is nothing more than reciting poems and composing poems, playing chess and painting...
But these are really just entertainment.
These so-called noble ladies of the capital, compared to Xia Mingyue's daily busy life, are simply wasting their time.
The emotions in Fan Jinglan's heart came one after another, like a surging river, crashing into the rocks in her heart and making waves.
Fan Jinglan couldn't suppress the surging emotions in her heart. After finding an excuse to take Ying'er home, she spread a piece of paper.
Picking up the pen and dipping it in ink, Fan Jinglan hesitated for a moment, then pursed her lips and put down the pen.
There were a lot of thoughts in my heart, and the writing was smooth and coherent. A piece of paper was quickly filled with eloquent writing. Fan Jinglan immediately replaced it with another piece of paper and continued writing.
Seeing that her young lady was emotional and serious, Ying'er didn't dare to disturb her at this time. She just silently helped her put on new paper, took the paper full of words aside to dry the ink, and took the time to dry it. Help him grind the ink to make it easier for him to write.
Fan Jinglan wrote on five or six pieces of paper in one breath, and then she stopped writing.
After carefully examining what she had just written, Fan Jinglan still felt that it was somewhat inadequate, so she added another paragraph at the end.
Women do not have to give way to men, and women do not need to be imprisoned in high-end courtyards. They need to step out of the house and do what they can for themselves, their families, and others...
< br>After finishing writing, Fan Jinglan nodded slightly, stacked all the dry ink-stained papers together, folded them and put them in an envelope.
"Send someone to the capital." Fan Jinglan explained.
"Yes." Ying'er happily accepted it, "Madam and Master will be very happy to receive the letter written by the young lady."
"This letter is not meant to be sent home." Fan Jinglan raised her eyebrows.
"Where to send it?" Ying'er was surprised.
"Just send it to the Queen Mother and the Queen."
"Yes." Ying'er agreed, paused, and reminded in a low voice, "Miss, write a letter to the Queen Mother and the Queen. Of course it's good, but if the madam and the lord learn that the young lady only writes letters to the Queen Mother and the Queen, I'm afraid they will be sad..."
A bowl of water must be balanced no matter what, right?
"It makes some sense." Fan Jinglan nodded, spread a new piece of paper, and picked up the pen again.
The words "shua" were written quickly. Fan Jinglan stopped writing, and Ying'er poked her head to take a look.
My daughter is fine, don’t miss her.
“No more?”
“No more.” Fan Jinglan tilted her head, “Isn’t this enough?”
Be concise, clear and easy to understand.
Ying'er, "..."
That's enough.
At least for the madam and the master, they should be very happy to receive a letter from the young lady... (End of this chapter)