roccoschili Chapter 364 Another Martial Arts Prodigy
Chapter 364 Another Martial Arts Prodigy
As soon as he heard about the pilaf, Ashina, whose saliva was already oozing out of his mouth, immediately stopped feeling depressed. "Then don't send them! They have enough bones to eat today!" He expressed his gratitude to Liang Ju, "Master Liang, thank you for sending the sheep. We are so happy to have you here!"
Without any self-reflection, he walked out of the tent on crutches, shouting as he walked, "Let's go help!"
The second-in-command, who only had one good leg, was already doing the work himself. Liang Ju, who was a sensible man, could only roll up his sleeves and help push the water cart filled with water...
It turns out that the cooks have a clear division of labor, and each link cooperates with each other. Those who come to help cannot directly touch the ingredients and water sources, and cannot get close to the stove, so as to avoid giving others the opportunity to tamper with the food and bear the consequences themselves.
This set of complicated and detailed requirements, which clearly stated that they would be effective, were closely linked, and that responsibilities were fully implemented, was so familiar that Liang Ju was very sure who had written them. It really felt like he was planning a battle from thousands of miles away.
After the twenty sheep were slaughtered and chopped, they began to cook in batches. At that time, the soldiers in each battalion would take turns to eat at the appointed time. This would not cause congestion, but also prevent any mistakes in the diet and reduce the risk of casualties. In the Former Zhou Dynasty, there was a tragedy in which the army was attacked by the Liao Dynasty when they suffered from collective abdominal pain.
Changan.
After two hours of poring over the accounts at his desk, Wangshu finally reached the last page, holding his breath. He let out a long breath, dipped the goose-quill pen into the ink, and signed his name with a few light strokes. He dropped the pen and pushed the account book aside. He slumped back in his armchair, his neck almost breaking, and uttered the Chinese quintessence, "Damn it, I'm so tired!"
The month-end account book review was exhausting. Ji Shou had been tense the entire time, but as soon as he started writing, he completely relaxed. He walked over to dry his signature and tidied up the desk. "Miss, you've worked so hard!"
I don’t know when my son-in-law will be able to win the battle. No matter how well the land grows or how rich the landlord is, this winter’s surplus food is about to be eaten up!
It was more than just hard work; it was exhausting. She wasn't the emperor, but she was busier than the emperor. Every day, she and Tang Bo reviewed letters and reports from all over the country, and she and Ji Shou were dealing with various accounts that were not enough to cover their expenses. There were also various matters related to building the imperial palace, going out for fashion shows, and taking care of four children...
Others traveled through time and space and entered the palace directly to become queens, but she had to pay for the construction of the palace herself!
People are so irritating!
Moreover, she was smart and could arrange for people to read the letters and approve them on her behalf. She would never do errands herself if she could let her trusted confidants do it. Ji Shouhe and those clerks had their legs thinner and the dark circles under their eyes due to running around.
Ji's mother got the message from Xiaoqing, knocked on the door and came in with a smile, "Shushu, you must be hungry, the pot is ready and everyone is waiting, Ji Shou, come join us!"
She came over and squeezed her daughter's shoulders twice, then helped the person who was sitting awkwardly to stand up. They went to the front hall. Mother Ji gently coaxed her eldest daughter, "Your favorite tender beef, hand-made meatballs, and the radish cooked with beef tendon..."
The scene of Mrs. Ji coaxing the young lady was exactly the same as what Ji Shou saw when he first arrived at the Ji family. As soon as he entered the front hall, Ji Shou hugged the strong young man who rushed towards him, "Uncle Ji, Uncle Ji!"
His chest trembled, and Ji Shou took a half step back to steady himself. He gritted his teeth and endured it, "Okay Yun Xiao! Where does uncle sit?"
"Uncle Ji, sit on Mingxi's right." The obedient and docile little girl waved her hand. Ji Shou felt a pain in his chest and his heart melted. He gritted his teeth. No wonder his son-in-law loved his daughter so much!
Tang Bo stood silently beside a pair of wooden doll carts, his lips almost twitching from the pain he was about to suffer.
Wangcai, who had been enjoying a pre-dinner snack, had been squatting beside the cart. Seeing Wangshu sit down, he slowly moved over and leaned against his legs, rubbing the hem of his skirt against him while praising him, "Wangcai, what a good dog!"
Ji's mother and Chun Yang put a lot of thought into preparing meals according to people's preferences every day. After a hot pot meal and a full stomach, Wangshu finally came back to life.
After wiping his hands, he went to hug his little daughter. When Mr. Ji saw his kicking little grandson looking at him eagerly, he quickly hugged him. He couldn't show favoritism, so the grandfather had to take care of the third child.
Xiao Si sat steadily on Wang Shu's knees, watching the maids coming in and out to clean up the dishes. Suddenly, Xiao San grabbed the bowl in front of Ji's father and said, "Bang!"
The porcelain bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces, and it took a while to clean up.
The hands are really fast! Tang Bo was relieved, another martial arts genius!
The adults were talking about things, the children were joking around, and the babies were playing around with their quick eyes and hands. When it was almost time, everyone went home or to their rooms. Wangshu watched the wet nurse feed the children overnight, and then he left after watching them slowly fall asleep.
The nurse looked at the gesture and followed her in small steps. Wangshu stopped at the door. They both bowed their heads and said, "Madam."
"Start feeding the baby some rice porridge." The baby is half a year old and breast milk is no longer nutritious enough.
That meant reducing the frequency of feedings. The two wet nurses agreed without objection. The mistress's wet nurse then asked, "When does Madam plan to wean the young master?"
The two of them have good nutrition and have had enough milk for half a year. The wet nurse makes a living by feeding other people's milk. If the wet nurse wants to stop breastfeeding here, she has to find another wet nurse quickly to avoid interruption of milk supply. If she doesn't find another wet nurse, she can go home to take care of her own baby after the milk supply stops.
"You should still feed them milk. Rice porridge for one meal a day. Let's see how it goes first." Wangshu was very satisfied with the two wet nurses. They were honest and knew how to avoid suspicion. "If you two take good care of the babies, you can stay in the mansion and raise them if you like."
The great news came out of nowhere, and the two couldn't believe it. After the ecstasy, they were filled with gratitude. "Thank you, ma'am! Thank you, ma'am!" They knelt down and didn't get up for a long time.
For a wet nurse who rotates periodically, the dream is to have a long-term job, with a high salary, the baby being quiet, food and clothing, and no need to constantly expose her breasts to keep her milk flowing...
"Get up and take good care of Xiao San and Xiao Si."
"Yes, ma'am."
She went back to her room and took a hot bath. Two old maids came in and massaged her front and back to loosen her bones. Xiaoqing wrapped her red body in a large towel and helped her out to lie on the rocking chair and began to wipe her hair.
"Madam has lost a lot of weight." Xiaoqing said sympathetically, "Why don't you have some midnight snack? There's fish soup warming on the stove."
The person with closed eyes ignored her.
After giving birth to her third and fourth mistresses, her breasts and buttocks became fuller. Hormones are really scary. When she goes out with a slightly tightened belt, people's eyes look at her as if they are glued to her. It is obvious at first glance that she has the body shape of a woman who has just given birth.
The hair dried slowly, but Xiao Qing persevered, "Today, the housekeeper of General Ah's residence went next door to announce the good news that a concubine in the residence gave birth to a son last night."
Madam Zhuzhu did not return to the mansion. The housekeeper came three times in the past few months, all to announce good news. General A has many women, so naturally he has many children. Even now, there are two concubines in the mansion who are pregnant and about to give birth.
It’s really sad to think about it, Zhuzhu is pregnant now!
Seeing that the man still didn't answer, Xiaoqing changed the subject, "The housekeeper said privately that he wanted to arrange for Miss Nalandie on behalf of the general."
Lan Die has always been Miss Mingxi's dance teacher and has also been granted good status. Although General A is the general's right-hand man, he has repeatedly tried to come to the mansion, which is a bit of an offense.
"No."