Chapter 1290 Willing to be an ugly girl 17
Seeing Miss Zunzi throwing the flower rolls into her mouth one after another, A-ling said worriedly: "Miss, be careful of eating."
Eat a ball of food and eat two meals a day, each meal only has a small bowl of porridge or rice. If you are so hungry that your chest is touching your back, where can you store food?
Xining just ate the rolls one by one. The taste was okay, and the quantity was finally enough this time. It seems that you still need to go to the kitchen to get food.
The chief steward followed not far behind Miss Zunzi: "Where else should Miss Zunzi look next?"
I heard Miss Takashi's slightly muffled voice because she was eating a flower roll: "I've been traveling for a long time today and I'm tired. Let's talk about it later. Dinner will be served as soon as possible!"
Sitting on the tatami, Xining ate the flower roll slowly, not daring to eat too fast like at the beginning for fear that he would not be able to finish dinner. But when dinner came, I felt that I had been worrying too much and I should have eaten three or four more hanaki.
A small bowl of white rice. The bowl is as small as the palm of your hand, not counting your fingers. Even the radish and seaweed soup is served in a small bowl, only slightly larger than the rice bowl.
The top and most tender bamboo shoots are used, but there are only three small ones, which are piled in a small cup with green water ripples and leaves.
The fish is fried first and then boiled, with the head, tail and middle section removed. But it is only one finger long and half an inch wide, and it is cut squarely and neatly.
There is also a small snack, a rice ball with a little black sesame sprinkled on it. It is small and cute, as small as sushi.
This is the "luxury cuisine" of the aristocratic class. Thinking of the meat simmering in the pot, Xi Ning once again doesn't want to be a noble. Whether she is a peasant woman or a slave, as long as she can eat meat!
Meat, meat! She swallowed, picked up her chopsticks and started eating dinner.
Seeing Miss Zunzi sweeping away the dishes on the low table very quickly, as if sweeping away, A Ling couldn't even say a word to remind her to eat slowly.
After eating, I continued to eat snacks. I ate about five or six snacks in one go before I felt full.
Xining let out a sigh of satisfaction and looked at the five or six flower scrolls on the plate: "This is for you."
"Thank you, miss!" Aling motioned to Xia Shu next to her to take down the low table.
It’s been three days and I finally feel like I’m not hungry anymore. What a happy life this nobleman is having!
I ate so quickly just now that I almost poured the soup into my mouth. I also ordered the hot soup, which made me sweat a little. She was wearing twelve thick pieces of clothing. Although she only wore nine pieces considering her physical condition, they still weighed about ten kilograms.
Suddenly I felt itchy on my head and body. How many days had it been since I washed my body? I checked my memory and found that my hair has not been washed since the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. But taking a shower was okay. I took a shower the day before I was going to meet the prince.
Xining then said: "Go and prepare water, I want to take a bath."
A Ling was stunned: "Well, you should ask the master to tell your fortune first."
No, the hair on her body felt more and more itchy. Xining said nonsensically: "I have already calculated it before I came out. Today is a good day for traveling and washing my hair and body. Hurry up and get ready!"
Aling had no choice but to ask Xia Shu to go out and find a big bucket or pool where she could bathe.
After a while, Xia Shu came back and said that the chief steward had said that there was a hot spring in this village.
So great, there are actually hot springs where you can soak!
When Xining heard this, he immediately took off several layers of underwear, wearing only three pieces plus the outer Tang Yi.
Sure enough, there is a hot spring, which is open-air. The chief steward was already there, drawing thick curtains around and asking several maids to stand around and watch, facing outward. "Well done!" Xining complimented casually and went in to take a bath.
Comfortable, comfortable. She hadn't washed her hair in seven months, and her hair was stuck to her scalp. Her long hair couldn't even be blown by the wind. She was soaked in the slightly hot hot springs and had a small cup of rice wine to drink. Xining felt that she had really come to the right place.
Seeing A Ling and three other maids kneeling next to her, she greeted: "Come over and have a bubble together."
A Ling shook her head fiercely: "How dare you, this slave, share the same pool with the lady."
Hehe, even if it’s not a pool, you still don’t know how to wash it. Because hair can only be shiny and close to the scalp if it is greasy. If you don't take a shower, "evil energy will not enter your body". It's so uneducated and terrible that you will persist to the end for an incorrect thing.
After walking out of the pool, Aling quickly picked up a big cotton cloth and wrapped it around her. She felt extremely distressed: "Miss, why did you soak for so long? Your skin is red. It's hot and cold. Don't get sick at night."
Come on, if she doesn't take a shower and wash her hair, she will get sick. Even if you are not sick, you will be suffocated to death by the smell on your head.
It was very troublesome to have long hair, and it took half an hour to dry it. By the time it was done, it was already dark.
Xining felt as if she was lying on the bed with a relaxed body and a full stomach. She would strive to live such a happy life every day.
The next day, she woke up very early and felt a little sore in her back. After all, I had been driving for a long time yesterday and was swaying in an oxcart. Even if I took a hot spring bath, it would still be a little bit affected.
The day's plan begins in the morning. Xining sits in the tent and watches A Ling pull up one side of the curtain and tie it up with a rope. Then it was time to get the clothes.
As soon as he saw all the clothes on the rack, and the arms of the three maids were filled with colorful fabrics of different colors, Xi Ning's head ached. The clothes were heavy and stuffy, just like a suit of cloth armor.
"No, I don't want these clothes!" Xining pushed away directly: "Go find some more comfortable clothes and come over. These clothes are almost killing me."
When Ah Ling heard this, she immediately knelt down and wiped her tears: "Is the young lady's health that bad? The servant said that she couldn't take a bath yesterday, but she is fine now. She is not feeling well."
Xining rolled his eyes: "No, I have to deal with a lot of things today. I wear so many clothes and I feel tired after just a few steps. Do I need someone to carry me?"
It turned out that she was dealing with something, A Ling burst into tears and laughed.
I went to the chief steward and asked for clothes. After a while, the clothes came, a box.
Because of the beautiful scenery of this village, the Fujiwara family’s son-in-law and his female relatives often come here. If the clothes of nobles become smelly or dirty, they will often just throw them away or give them to their subordinates. Because this kind of clothes is difficult to clean, even if it is washed, it can be seen that it has been washed.
The servants can take apart the clothes, wash them, starch them and iron them flat, and change them into other clothes that suit their status.
The clothes in this box are for men and women. Xining found a men's set, which should have been left behind by one of his brothers when he was seven to ten years old. Even if this kind of clothes is given as a reward to others, because it is too small, few people can wear it. I don't know what can be done if it is taken apart.
After putting it on, Xining frowned. Even the men's and aristocratic clothes were too roomy, so no effort was spared in the fabric.
In any case, it was better than the twelve singles, so I just wore it and left.
"Miss, where are you going?" A Ling followed, her four-layer high-end maid uniform seemed very cumbersome. It looks good, but it is inconvenient to walk.
When she got the reply, she was stunned.
Miss Zunzi is talking about - the kitchen!
(End of chapter)