Chapter 9 Buying Incense
As soon as Qiu Heng saw Aunt Yu's reaction, he knew that Fangzhou was not performing abnormally.
Of course, the red bean cake was not specially made for Aunt Yu, but Fangzhou made it this morning after getting familiar with the kitchen of Sanfang in two days.
"Mama Fish."
"Sixth Miss, please tell me." Aunt Yu thought about the taste of the red bean cake, and her tone became softer.
Red bean cake is not an expensive snack, but just because it is so ordinary, it tastes amazing.
Qiu Heng asked with a smile: "Can the dim sum made by Fangzhou still be eaten?"
Was it done by the maid brought by Miss Six?
Aunt Yu glanced at Fangzhou in surprise.
She has a round face and almond-shaped eyes. She is a lovely-looking little girl, but she is inconspicuous in the uncle's house.
Didn't it mean that the sixth girl grew up in the countryside? Not only did she have a maid, but her skill in making snacks was better than Chef Chen in the old lady's courtyard.
This is unreasonable!
It's unreasonable, which shows that Miss Six is not simple.
Aunt Yu put aside her contempt and said sincerely but also as a sign of goodwill: "I have never eaten such delicious red bean cake."
"From now on, Aunt Yu will be able to eat all kinds of delicious snacks in Lengxiangju." Qiu Heng curled her lips, "I will also do what I need to learn. In this way, we will all be relaxed. What do you think of Aunt Yu? ?”
Aunt Yu was silent.
What Miss Six means is that she can just fish in Lengxiangju.
Is it a promise, or - of course she is a promise, she is not a serious person like Aunt Zhu.
"I think it's good, as long as Miss Six learns everything she needs to learn."
Reaching a tacit understanding, Qiu Heng asked Mama Wang to arrange a room for Aunt Yu to rest, leaving only Fangzhou aside.
"Girl, I have inquired about it. The third young master is a little bully who is not afraid of anything. No one dares to offend him. Among the girls, the old lady loves the fourth girl the most..."
Qiu Heng smiled: "Can we get the news so soon?"
Fangzhou raised his chin proudly: "People in the kitchen love to gossip. I made red bean cakes for them to eat, and I heard a lot of things."
"Fangzhou is really amazing."
Fangzhou smiled from ear to ear, then thought about it and suggested: "There are still a lot of red bean cakes. Do you want to give some to the third master and the second young master?"
Master Qiu San is Qiu Heng's biological father, and the second young master Qiu Feng is Qiu Heng's biological brother. In Fangzhou's opinion, it is better to have a good relationship.
Qiu Heng thought of the bag of money he received yesterday and nodded: "Put it in a food box and I will deliver it myself."
She came to the Qiu family not to be enemies with the people in the Qiu family. It would be easier to do things after establishing a good relationship.
Master Qiu San went out early in the morning, Qiu Heng left a plate of snacks and went to Qiu Feng's residence.
Today is the school holiday. Qiu Feng stayed in the room to study. He heard the boy report that Miss Six was here. He hesitated for a moment before going to see the person.
"Is something wrong, Sixth Sister?"
"Fangzhou made some red bean cakes, which taste good. I brought them to you to try."
The boy looked tense: "I don't like red bean cakes, so I don't need to give them to Sixth Sister anymore."
"Oh, that's okay." Qiu Heng nodded to indicate that he understood, then turned and left.
Qiu Feng stared at the plate of red bean cake, feeling a little annoyed.
He said he didn't like food and just turned around and left?
I heard that my father did not drink alcohol all day yesterday, which was something he had never done since he could remember.
My father drinks alcohol because of his sixth sister, and if he doesn't drink, it's also because of his sixth sister. So who is he?
The boy thought this way and angrily grabbed a piece of red bean cake and ate it.
"Second brother——" Qiu Song ran in and saw Qiu Feng's bulging cheeks and asked curiously, "What are you eating?"
"I'm a little hungry. Let's eat some dry snacks." Qiu Feng immediately put the plate of red bean cake away and changed the subject, "Is something wrong, third brother?"
"Have the second brother gotten acquainted with your sister?"
Qiu Feng was wary: "I'm not familiar with her." "Then you get to know her better these days. When we have a holiday next time, ask her to go to the garden."
Qiu Feng frowned: "What does the third brother want to do?"
"Arm-wrestle with her. If she wins, forget what happened the day before yesterday. If she loses, apologize to me."
"That's it?"
"What else can we do otherwise? You won't stand on her side, right?" Qiu Song's eyes had a fierce look.
Qiu Feng trembled subconsciously, and the sweet taste of the red bean cake dissipated: "I know."
After Qiu Heng delivered the red bean cake, he took Fangzhou to Jiaomen, but was stopped by the doorman.
"If Miss Six wants to go out, someone from the old lady's courtyard needs to send a message." When the servant said this, he could not hide his contempt.
Qiu Heng didn't say much, turned around and walked back slowly.
She didn't expect it.
She was originally a country girl, running wild all day long, living in the palace in the summer when most of her country was lost, and when the country fell, everyone she saw was struggling for life. These things were not only far-fetched, but also ridiculous.
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It was also at this moment, in the flower-filled garden of the uncle's house, that Qiu Heng realized that she was really back.
Being trapped in a big mansion is not an option.
Qiu Heng silently walked around the places in the uncle's house. When he returned to Lengxiangju, Wang's mother handed her a box.
"This is sent by the Third Master. Seeing that the girl is not here, I asked my slave to hand it over to you."
Qiu Heng opened the box. Inside, there were hairpin bracelets and earrings with beads and flowers, all of which were small and exquisite, suitable for a little girl to wear.
Fangzhou couldn't help but said: "Yesterday it was a bag of broken silver, today it is a box of jewelry. The third master is really rich."
After hearing Fangzhou's words, Mrs. Wang sighed silently.
The third master is not rich, but he spends all the money he spent on drinks on the girl.
After Mr. Qiu San returned to the courtyard after delivering jewelry to his daughter, he burst into tears when he tasted the red bean cake Qiu Heng had given him earlier.
Heng'er gave him snacks. Does that mean Heng'er didn't blame him?
Wiping away tears, Mr. Qiu San looked around the room and thought: If I don't have money to buy anything for Heng'er tomorrow, should I go to the accountant to pay the monthly payment in advance, or pawn a vase or something?
As evening approached, Grandma Yu left Lengxiang Ju, and Qiu Heng left behind after working hard for most of the day.
She changed into light clothes and walked to a place away from people. When she reached the base of the wall, she jumped up to the top of the wall and after observing, she landed lightly on the outside of the wall.
As soon as the curtain cap was put on her head, the girl was like a fish swimming into the sea, blending into the weaving flow of people.
In the capital city where there is no curfew, every light that lights up exudes the light of revelry.
Restaurants, tea shops, pawnshops, banks, and donkey renters are waiting for tired people to take care of business.
Qiu Heng was more familiar with the streets and alleys of the capital than he had only lived in Yongqing's Mansion for two days.
In the three years after the complete demise of Daxia, she came here from Nandu Linzhou with her husband and lived here for a long time.
At that time, this place was also so prosperous, but that prosperity belonged to the Qi people and had nothing to do with the Xia people.
A girl wearing a curtain hat walked into an incense shop.
The incense shop is very large, with customers constantly coming in and out. There are many female customers like her, and the shopkeeper is also a woman.
"Shopkeeper, I want to buy some spices."
A quarter of an hour later, the girl walked out of the incense shop carrying the wrapped spices.
The fragrant aroma gradually left behind, and the aroma of wine and tea filled the air.
Looking at the people coming towards him, Qiu Heng unconsciously slowed down.
(End of chapter)