Chapter 137 Midnight Terror
Zeng helped her tuck in the quilt carefully, and then ordered Nuanyu to use wooden clamps to clamp the car curtains and curtains to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.
Xia Zihan fell asleep and didn't wake up until noon.
The motorcade had stopped at the entrance of an inn. He Donglin got off the horse first. After negotiating with the innkeeper, Zeng and Xia Zihan got off the carriage. Under the leadership of the inn waiter, they went directly to the empty room in the inn. In room dining.
The innkeeper was also a person who was always observant. He saw that there were many people and vehicles in this group. There were more than thirty or forty horsemen for the guards alone, as well as a dozen carriages containing boxes, and seven or eight carriages carrying people. , this kind of strength is not something that ordinary wealthy families can rely on.
Especially the Zeng family, who was dressed rich or noble, with an imposing manner. She was surrounded by a lot of maids and women, and her appearance could match that of royal relatives when traveling.
Seeing this, the shopkeeper didn't dare to be slow at all, and hurriedly sent a pot of the best Biluochun in the inn to the guest room. He also personally announced the names of the dishes, and ordered the kitchen to serve the dishes of Zeng's team first.
"Yu Niang, this dish tastes good, you can eat more." Zeng personally put a deep-fried golden mutton ball into Xia Zihan's bowl, "I see you are sleeping deeply in the morning, and you have settled in Luyang Town. I didn’t wake you up when I was there, you must be hungry.”
With that said, he picked up a few more chopsticks and piled vegetables into Xia Zihan's bowl.
"Well, it's okay. I ate two snacks when I woke up in the morning." Although he said this, seeing Xia Zihan eating happily but still maintaining elegant movements, we knew that she was indeed very hungry.
"Grandma, you eat too." Her mouth was stuffed, and she didn't forget to put a few pieces of her favorite fried fish into Zeng's bowl.
After the grandfather and grandson finished eating, they drank a cup of tea and rested for a while before returning to the carriage.
He Donglin walked out carrying a chicken wing wood and peony carved food box and reported outside, "Old madam, these are some new snacks made by the inn. Shopkeeper Qian specially gave them to you and the county boss to eat on the road. Look. Do you want to accept it? ”
"Bring it up." Zeng said calmly.
The car curtain was opened, and Silk Grass came out, took the food box, and threw it to He Donglin, a medium-sized seal and several small seals, "This is a reward from the old lady to the shopkeeper and the waiter and chef. , the old lady said, thank you for the hospitality.”
The car curtain was lowered.
In the car, Si Cao opened the food box, took out four plates of steaming cakes, and placed them on the low table. There were sweet-scented osmanthus sugar steamed chestnut flour cake, Ruyi cake, rose cake and plum blossom cake.
Exquisite and cute, the color is attractive, and the rich sweetness of the snacks instantly fills the little carriage.
Si Cao smiled and said, "The snacks are still hot. Madam, County Lord, please try them."
Xia Zihan twisted a small piece of Ruyi Cake and handed it to Mrs. Zeng, "It is not appropriate to melt dim sum. Grandma will try a small piece first."
You have just eaten and haven't digested it yet. If you eat too much, your stomach will feel uncomfortable, and riding in a carriage will be a disaster.
Her grandmother was old and couldn't stand the trouble.
Mrs. Zeng didn't dare to eat more, so she ate a piece of Ruyi cake that Xia Zihan brought to her and stopped eating. She asked Hongmei to make a cup of plum tea for her to drink.
Xia Zihan said, "I brought dried hawthorn slices. Hawthorn is good for digestion. Let's make a cup of hawthorn water and drink it."
"Haha, you girl is so thoughtful." Mrs. Zeng smiled happily, "Then drink hawthorn water."
"Make me a cup, too." She had eaten too much at lunch and was a little stuffed. When her eyes fell on Su's mother, Xia Zihan ordered again, "Make a cup for Mother Su, too."
Hongmei made a full pot of hawthorn water, poured three cups and put them on the small table. She carefully put the rest into the hot water cauldron, which could keep the water warm and prevent the carriage from overflowing when the carriage swayed.
Xia Zihan picked up a cup and handed it to Zeng, "This is the Dajinxing wild hawthorn that Nuanxiang asked someone to bring back from outside the country. The taste is a bit sour than ordinary hawthorn, but it tastes good when soaked in water. Grandma will try it." ”
Mrs. Zeng drank more than half of the cup with a smile. After putting down the cup, she sighed, "Grandma is old now, and it is not easy to digest anything she eats. If she drinks more hawthorn water, she may not be able to bear it when she gets to the capital." ”
"With Divine Doctor Bai here, grandma doesn't have to worry." Xia Zihan didn't like to hear Mrs. Zeng say that she was no longer useful in old age. It was like reminding her all the time that Mrs. Zeng's longevity was about to run out. The new year is coming.
After hearing this, she would feel sad and worried, and she would feel helpless and very uncomfortable.
It was as if there was a wall in front of her blocking her way. Even though she had all the strength, she couldn't tear down the wall. She even punched it, as if she had hit cotton. She had all the strength. But there is no use for it.
She said, "After settling down in the evening, I asked Doctor Bai to make some pills for my grandmother to help with digestion. If she takes one after eating, she won't have to worry about the food not being digested."
Because she wanted to get medical treatment from Dr. Bai, this time, Dr. Bai also followed her back to the capital.
However, due to the presence of his grandmother, Divine Doctor Bai couldn't come out to see her, so he sat in the carriage at the back with Master Lin, Master Qi, and there were servants waiting on him along the way.
In the evening, they settled outside a small village more than 200 miles away from the city.
Because Zeng was getting older, Xia Zihan was worried that she would not be used to living in a tent, so she and Chu Fei went to the village to find the village chief, gave them ten taels of silver, and asked the village chief to help rent a room. "You don't have to rent it outside. My boy lives in the east room of my house. He works as a boy in a shop in the city and doesn't come back at night. If you don't mind, you can stay in the east room of my house."
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The village chief is also very discerning. When he sees someone selling for ten taels of silver, he knows that he has met a noble person.
You know, his family is the richest in their village and the fastest to earn money, but the money earned by the father and son is not enough for the whole family, and they can't save more than ten taels of silver throughout the year.
Right now, I only got ten taels of silver.
The village chief's eyes narrowed with joy. He hurriedly asked his mother-in-law to boil water and make tea. He also generously took out the tea leaves that his family only used to entertain guests during the Chinese New Year, although in Xia Zihan's eyes, those tea leaves were the most important. Secondly, even the servants of the Chu family drank better tea than that, but Xia Zihan still accepted it because of the village chief's wishes.
Chu Cong went out and fetched Mrs. Zeng, followed by about ten people, including Cui the second housekeeper, the cook, the rough girl, Hongmei, Qingya, and Mother Su.
Several personal maids held Zeng's usual bedding, pillows and other daily items in their hands. As soon as they entered the door, they went straight to the east room and replaced all the bedding items.
Also coming with them were the cook and the caretaker girl. They carried a large bag of food, including soy beef, potatoes, carrots, green bamboo shoots, lotus roots and other fresh vegetables that were not easy to spoil.
These dishes arrived in the small town at noon. Butler Cui thought that he would not be able to enter the city at night, so he specially ordered people to buy them.
After a group of people arrived, the cook and the rough girl went to the kitchen and sent the village chief's wife out.
Qingya took out a handkerchief and wiped it on the only chair in the room four or five times. After making sure that there was no trace of dust, she put the velvet cushion she brought on it. He helped Zeng sit down.
Hongmei went to the kitchen to boil water again and brewed a pot of the Dahongpao they brought. Nuan Yu also opened the food box she was carrying and took a few plates of pastries bought by Nuan Xiang for Zeng and Xia Zihan. Eat a few pieces first to cushion your stomach.
The village chief was completely dumbfounded by such behavior and rules.
The village chief can be considered a well-informed person in this area, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of battle. His first thought is that this lady must be a big shot and must not be offended.
Look at the set of tableware that the maid is holding. It must be made of jade. There is a big red flower on the cup, with green leaves on the side. There is a magpie calling on the flower. The bird is lifelike, just like the real thing. Same, so pretty.
Even if he hadn't seen anything good, the village chief knew that just this set of tableware must be worth a lot of money.
And that pastry, he had seen it in the city. He heard it cost two taels of silver per pound.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are not eating pastries, you are simply eating money.
Seeing Xia Zihan twisting a piece of snack and eating it in one bite, the village chief's heart bleeds.
Each bite costs dozens of pennies.
Oh my God, is this the life that truly wealthy people live?
The village chief's heart trembled, and he bowed and said hello to the lady tremblingly, not daring to make any mistakes.
Unexpectedly, the noble lady was kind and rewarded him with a red envelope. He took the red envelope and went to the backyard, opened it secretly and took a look, and saw that it was a silver ingot.
Oh my god, it's five taels of silver.
The village chief grinned happily.
When the village chief returned, Xia Zihan and Zeng had already finished their meal. His old wooden table with peeling paint was covered with a beautifully embroidered satin tablecloth. Five dishes and one soup were placed on it. It was served in bowls and plates with gold rims.
There was only an old man and a young man sitting at the table, eating, and a large group of people were waiting on them like a queen. The village chief was stunned and trembling.
The village chief hurriedly and quietly sneaked to the kitchen to look for his wife, but saw a few people eating in the kitchen, but the dishes were much simpler, with only one meat, one vegetarian, two vegetables and one soup.
As soon as the village chief entered, several people turned to look at him, staring at him with unkind eyes, as if blaming him for disturbing their meal. He sneered, apologized, and ran out as if running away.
The village chief stood at the door of his house, looking up at the sky.
Wow, these fifteen taels of silver are not so easy to earn. In just one hour, my house was occupied by someone?
The village chief and his family went to stay at the neighbor's house next door, and Xia Zihan and Zeng's grandparents slept in the east room.
In the middle of the night, in the dead of night, a shrill scream pierced the night sky, breaking the peaceful night and waking up the sleeping people.
(End of chapter)