Erfu looked at Yuqing and the others, and finally put back the things that were turned out, then he breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, looked at the early sky outside, and sipped the tea soup slightly.

After two pillars of incense, Yudie carried a large vermilion lacquer food box and walked into the room.

Erfu swallowed her saliva and sat down at the kang table.

Small buns the size of a bull's eye, small steamed buns full of milky aroma, four-color dumplings, a few plates of mixed vegetables sprinkled with red pepper powder, and a bowl of steamed egg custard.

Erfu didn't ask why there was no such hypocrisy as porridge, but directly picked up a pair of carved silver chopsticks and added something to his mouth neatly.

Since the dinner on the first day of Erfu's entry, Erfu tasted the big rape with white condensation, and then he started to think about the chefs and eunuchs who were divided by several internal affairs offices in the dining room.

Erfu said, we are such a poor man's belly, what abalone and ginseng wings, we are really not used to eating, this light and light home-cooked food, more suitable for the spleen and stomach.

In a blink of an eye, after more than a month, those cooks will get used to the taste of this side Fujin, just make the dishes fine and the taste is high, and that side Fujin will definitely have a great appetite.

Coming from the modern era, Erf is used to eating three meals a day and taking out supper.

Although the rule in this house is two meals a day, a side blessing of Lord Belle is still eligible to eat separately.

Erfu filled her stomach with a smile, took the embroidered handkerchief from the maid's hand, held the tea bowl, rinsed her mouth, wiped her mouth, combed her hair, and changed her clothes.

When Erf walked out of the door again, the sun outside was already hanging high overhead, surrounded by heat, and the material of this ancient costume was quite thick, but in a moment, Erf was already covered in fragrant sweat, and it was also a loss that there was no powder on his face, only a little lipstick.

Yuqing worked hard to hold an umbrella for Erfu, and Yujie also fanned the fan hard, but the wind was hot, and the air exhaled by the people around Erfu was hot, which made Erfu twist the handkerchief a little helplessly, and the steps under her feet were a little faster.

On the side of the main courtyard, Li just went back to change his dress, recombed his hair, and put on jewelry, and came back busily, but Bilf came much earlier.

As soon as Erfu entered the main room, he felt a cold air hit his face, his tightly knit brows suddenly relaxed, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he came to the Wulanala clan of Changfu Jin, and curtched his knees and walked a thousand blessings.

Looking at Erfu's sweaty head, Ulanala shook his head a little funny, and hurriedly ordered the maid on the side to bring a bowl of cold sour plum soup.

Erfu was not polite, took it in his hand with a smile, and drank it all, only to feel that it was cold from the top of his head to his heels, not to mention how comfortable.

Only then did the Ulanala clan deliver the banquet brochure prepared by the eldest grandmother to several people.

The booklet in everyone's hand is different, and Erfu is mainly responsible for receiving those ladies who are slightly decent, but not enough to go to Chang Fujin, most of whom are from the Eight Banners.

The Li family is mainly responsible for taking Da Gege and Er Gege to accompany those juniors who come with their wives to ask for peace.

Yi Gege, Wang Gege, Song Gege and others are unified under the dispatch of the eldest grandmother, where they need it, they will go, and the booklet in their hands is just to describe the identities of those ladies, so as not to appear the phenomenon of Zhang Guan Li Dai.

The booklet in Erfu's hand was written in both Manchu and Chinese, and the surnames of the ladies and the official positions of the husbands were all written in Chinese, and the names were all written in Tadpole Manchu.

"This ......" Erfu raised her head a little embarrassed, rubbed her nose in embarrassment, and said, "Fu Jin doesn't know, the Manchu language of the concubine body is really not good, these Manchu texts, they really know the concubine body, and the concubine body doesn't know them!"

As soon as Erfu's words came out, Ulanala patted the pumpkin pillow beside him, and said with a slight smile: "This is my negligence, you will follow the big grandmother to get familiar with these names in a while, we have the best Manchu language in the house!"

"It's all the concubine's uselessness, so Fu Jin is worried!" Erfu smiled apologetically and said softly.

Erfu is such a donkey temper, people are polite to her, she is doubly polite to others, Fujin's status is higher than hers, naturally more polite, plus Erfu is a young man in the second stage of secondary school, for interfering in her marriage, there is still a little guilt in her heart, there is always a feeling of shortness of breath.

The Ulanara clan smiled casually, making Erf's somewhat ashamed heart feel a little better.

When the eldest grandmother saw that the Wulanala clan had finished the matter, she handed over the work at hand to Mama Gui, and led Erfu to the west wing of the main courtyard, and immediately a maid presented paper, ink, pen and inkstone.

Erf looked at the ink-soaked brush, and her brows furrowed unconsciously.

The eldest grandmother looked calm and relaxed, grinding and talking about the ladies that Erf wanted to see.

Speaking of which, these ladies are the servants of the fourth master, as long as Erfu is not rude, there will be no mistakes, but Erfu is still worried that he will cause some trouble just after entering the door, while carefully asking about the preferences of several ladies, while asking about the relationship between the ladies, his hands are not idle, writing a dog crawling hand, and trying to write down the key issues explained by the eldest grandmother on paper.

A good memory is better than a bad pen!

The eldest grandmother looked at Erf's cautious appearance, and couldn't help but improve her opinion a little, just looking at Erfu's soft-handed dog crawling words, it was really a bad word.

It's not that Erfu is useless.,Erf has received exam-oriented education since he was a child.,As for the few brush interest classes that I had taken in primary school.,It's all taken up by the teacher.,Tutoring mathematics, physics and chemistry.。

Although Erfu's father and grandfather are both culture lovers, they can write some calligraphy, but Erfu rolls in the stacks of books every day, and for the two big characters that his grandfather ordered, they are basically written casually, and he didn't expect that there will be today.

Erf also saw the look in the eyes of the eldest grandmother, but her ability was limited.

Speaking of which, Erf's pen writing is still very good, which is also thanks to the countless homework left by the teacher back then, but there is no fountain pen in this era, and the idea of not being ashamed can only be held in my heart, and Erf can only try to make the font look more comfortable, and at the same time, I have firmly made up my mind to practice calligraphy.

Ps: Wanxin said that the male protagonist dragged out and refused to appear, it's really not a Wanxin dragging the plot, but really can't push the plot, Wanxin swears, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the fourth master will definitely appear......

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