Chapter 80： wild grapes

Chapter 80 Wild Grapes

At the end of July, Feng Wangtian drove his eldest daughter-in-law to the capital in a mule cart. Along with him came many wild products, such as mushrooms, fungus, ginseng, pheasant, hare, wild pear, and wild grape.

Su Ruojin’s eyes flashed with stars as she looked at these wild beasts. They are native and unpolluted wild beasts!

Multiple ecology!

Feng Wangtian was still afraid that his little boss would not look down on these wild beasts. When he saw Mrs. Su Er's smiling eyes, he also smiled happily and opened a basket, "Recently, the grass dragon beads are slowly maturing. They are sour." It’s sour and sweet. I guess my little boss likes it, so I picked some for him to try. If he likes it, I’ll pick some more and send them to the capital when I get back.”

Grass Dragon Ball?

It’s obviously grapes! This exotic species has long been introduced to the country. In Beijing, Su Ruojin had heard of wine, but it seemed that only the royal family could enjoy it, and it was not sold on the market. People like Uncle Feng who had lived in the mountains all their lives did not know that it was possible.

Su Ruojin was a little excited: "Does this belong to your parents?"

Feng Wangtian shook his head, "No... no, it's wild in the mountains, sour and sweet, used as snacks for children."

If it is used as snacks for children, it does not seem to be much.

She sighed, "It would be nice if there were more."

Seeing that the little boss was disappointed, Feng Wangtian said quickly, "There are many, there are several trees that can bear a lot of fruit!"

A few trees are nothing.

Su Ruojin understood that although wine had been introduced to the Central Plains for about two thousand years, the main forms of drinking in ancient times were rice wine and white wine. It is said that many people planted it in the early days, but I don’t know whether it was the climate or improper cultivation. Anyway, the survival rate was not high, the yield was small and it was not easy to preserve. Therefore, the wine output was also small, and it was regarded as a treasure by the upper class. Because of this, people know very little about wine.

She also wants to make a small fortune! Forget it, people can't be too greedy!

Su Ruojin didn't take it to heart. At the end of July and the beginning of August, the weather in Dayin and Bianjing had slowly turned colder. It was necessary to wear jackets in the morning and evening, but the autumn tiger was still quite strong and it was quite hot at noon.

She and her mother cooked a sumptuous lunch to entertain Uncle Feng's arrival.

Feng Wangtian was too frightened to accept the flattery.

Su Ruojin asked everyone in the shop to come back to eat. They were very busy and it was a rare gathering. Everyone was very happy.

Brother Dashi’s wife is of medium height and has a round face and dark skin. Su Ruojin remembers that when Xianggui first came here, her face was also dark, but after staying in the capital for half a year, she has become much whiter now, probably because of Feng Ye in the mountains!

When Su Ruojin and Feng Wangtian were looking at the mountain products, she blushed and hid in a corner, very reserved. Until Brother Da Shi came back, she posted I felt a little more comfortable around him.

Dash Lao was happy and comforted his wife, "Don't be afraid, my little boss doesn't eat people."

This is not a matter of cannibalism, but the fact that the little boss is dressed like a little fairy boy who sits down with Guanyin. That kind of cleanliness, unstained by worldly dust, unknowingly gives people a sense of nobility and inaccessibility, which further sets off the mountains and wilderness. The people feel ashamed and humble themselves to the dust.

Su Ruojin didn't know that others regarded her as a little fairy child. If she knew, then she would have to say that she was not the one who sat down with Guanyin, but the little follower behind the God of Wealth.

After lunch, a group of people took Feng Wangtian and his wife to the shop.

Cheng Yingzhen looked at a cart of mountain goods and said, "Ah Jin, this must cost a lot of money!"

Su Ruojin nodded, "When my uncle leaves, I will give him money."

Cheng Yingzhen shook her head, "I guess he won't accept it."

possible.

“What do you think of this gift?”

Cheng Yingzhen thought for a while, "Why don't we give Brother Feng's grandson a gold lock? This will not only reward Dashi for his contribution to our family, but also repay the gift of mountain goods."

Even if the uncle’s house had not trained concubines, Cheng Yingzhen was still imprinted with the imprint of the human relations of the high families of this era.

Su Ruojin thought it was very good, hugged her neck and praised her. Cheng Yingzhen's self-confidence was gradually built up by her daughter! “Then when are you going to get the golden lock?”

"What are you doing!" Still waiting, Su Ruojin waved her hand boldly, "Go directly to Zhucui Pavilion and buy it." By the way, she also bought some hairpins, beads and other flowers for the whole family. She didn't say the last part because she was afraid that her mother would not be able to part with the money.

“Okay, then you go.”

“Hey, this was my mother’s idea. Of course she went to buy it. What if I, a child, get deceived?”

After listening to her daughter's first sentence, Cheng Yingzhen was still a little uneasy. Growing up, she rarely had the opportunity to go to the Gold and Silver Building to buy things. She didn't have such an opportunity in her mother's family before. Later, when she got married, officials took her there in the first two years. After that, as I had more and more children, I had more money.

Hearing the second part of the sentence, his eyes widened, "You stinky girl can still be deceived?" She can be deceived, but my daughter will not be deceived.

Suddenly she realized that her daughter was letting her experience the feeling of spending money!

With a sore nose, he said, "You **** girl." He couldn't help but burst into tears.

Look, it makes people feel the joy of spending money, and it also makes them cry. Your own mother can comfort you!

If the neighbors were here, she would definitely say something to correct the chaos: You only saw Su Yanli and his wife doting on me, but you didn't see how much I doted on my parents!

After a long conversation between mother and daughter, they finally agreed on when to go to the Gold and Silver Building to buy gold locks.

Su Ruojin looked at so many treasures and said, "Mom, it's hot, why don't you share some with your friends?"

Of course Cheng Yingzhen agreed, so she gave some of the mountain delicacies brought by Uncle Feng to Master Fan and the neighbors, and then sent them to the shop for Mother Dong to cook for everyone.

Su Ruojin spent the rest at home, making ginseng and pheasant soup with various mushrooms. The taste was so fresh that it would make your eyebrows fall off.

"too delicious!"

“It’s so delicious!”

Su Sanlang followed his sister and sighed like a foodie.

"Ha ha…"

There is no talk at the Su family table. The whole family is laughing and chatting. The atmosphere is warm and harmonious!

"I'm going to grind the remaining mushrooms into MSG." Su Ruojin thought about it, "From now on, I will just spend money to buy it from Uncle Feng, and let him dry it for me and send it directly to the capital. I will save trouble, and he will make money, killing two birds with one stone." ”

Su Sanlang was still thinking about eating it, "Sister, when can you eat your wild pear paste?"

At the turn of spring and autumn, it is easy to cough, so save it for moistening the lungs. Su San, a snack foodie, knows how to eat it.

Su Ruojin glared at him: "Eat first."

“嘢嘢”Su Sanlang made a little face before immersing himself in the meal.

Su Yanli seemed to have remembered something, "Ah Jin, didn't you send some grapes to Prince Pingyang?"

"ah…"

“Today, Young Master Fan brought grapes to the Imperial Academy to eat, saying they were sent by our family.”

Su Ruojin:…

I have long forgotten all about my world-weary second generation ancestor.

“This is a prince’s palace, how many grapes can we lack?” Su Ruojin justified his carelessness.

(End of this chapter)