"Congratulations to General Chen on moving to a new home!"

"Congratulations to General Chen on moving to a new home!"

Ryazan, Chen Huairen, Zhao Yuanqiao, and Li Chuqi moved the property that Chen Ying had deposited in the Xu Ji Inn to the house in Changrenfang. Everyone congratulated Chen Ying one after another.

At this time, the original plaque of the Xu Mansion had been replaced by Chen Ying's dispatch and changed to "Chen Mansion!" ”

Chen Ying said: "You are wrong! ”

"Wrong!"

The crowd was puzzled.

Chen Ying said with a smile: "It's not that I like to move to a new home, but our brothers are happy to move to a new home." ”

Li Chuqi stammered: "Chen ...... Old...... General, you ...... You mean...... Can we stay here too? ”

"Of course!" Chen Yingdao: "There are forty-seven rooms in this mansion, one for each of you. ”

Chen Huairen said: "How embarrassing is this? ”

"It's not good!" Zhang Huaiwei said: "After all, this is the house bought by General Chen, what is the matter if we live here!" ”

"Of course, our brothers must have hardships and hardships to block together, and enjoy blessings together!" Chen Ying said: "Unless you look down on me!" ”

"Then it's better to be respectful!" You Ziying said: "Our porter is good, I sleep lightly, if there is any little thief, it will definitely not escape my ears!" ”

Ryazan pointed to a five-room wing room next to the tea room and said, "I think this room is good, I will live there." ”

Before Chen Ying could say anything, the maid Lan'er said angrily: "Dengzi, obscene!" ”

Red Sleeves said timidly: "That's the slave's house, the slave will move to the backyard to live!" ”

Ryazan made a big red face at this time, and Chen Ying said: "Lan'er, you were in charge of the house before, and now you are still in charge, so how much money do you have?" ”

Aunt He, the cook, said: "It's good to be able to live in this year, how dare you ask for money?" ”

Chen Yingdao: "The emperor doesn't send soldiers to starve to death, and our Chen Mansion is not in vain." In this way, Lan'er is a first-class big girl, with a monthly case of 1,000 yuan, red sleeves and green beads, you are a second-class girl, with a monthly example of 800 yuan, and Aunt He in the kitchen is 700 yuan, and the rough labor is 600 yuan! Big girl, look at my brothers and put them in line! ”

"Slave understands!" Lan'er, who had just been promoted to become the little housekeeper's mother-in-law, was full of joy, and divided Zhang Huaiwei, You Ziying and others into a room.

"Aunt He, you go and let the kitchen prepare more, let's add dinner today!"

"Slave understands!"

After Aunt He and the others left, Lan'er muttered at Chen Ying, tilted her head and looked at Chen Yingdao: "How much money does Ah Lang have in his hand?" ”

Chen Yingdao: "There are more than a thousand, right?" ”

Lan'er snapped her fingers and said: "The slave and maid will calculate an account for Ah Lang, there are eleven people in our house, the slave maid, the red sleeves, the green bead and Aunt He, it is three times three hundred yuan, plus seven of them, four times two hundred yuan, in our house, only the money will be spent seven times and five hundred yuan every month." There were originally three horses in the house, plus Zhang Langjun, You Langjun, Liang Langjun and their four horses, each horse needs ten catties of forage and ten catties of fine material every day, and seven horses need seventy catties of coarse material a day, which is equivalent to thirty yuan, and the fine material is equivalent to sixty yuan, and it is six and three hundred dollars in a month. ”

Lan'er didn't care how ugly Chen Ying's face was, and continued to count with her fingers; "There are now eighteen people in the house to eat, and they need to consume five stone of grain every month, and they need to spend the same amount of money, plus oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, wine and meat, and at least three times a month...... Of course, Ah Lang still has to marry a wife, and the dowry alone must be at least a thousand. ”

Chen Ying was in a cold sweat and suddenly came down. Sure enough, it is worthy of being the imperial capital, it is not easy to live in Chang'an, and it costs nearly 20 yuan every month, and his more than 1,000 yuan sounds like a lot, but he really can't stand the spending.

He had to find a way to make money as soon as possible, or he would really have to go to his pants.

Learn to make soap from people who travel through time?

Although Chen Ying is a science student, his knowledge has already been returned to the teacher, and if he is asked to make soap, he will really be blind.

Winemaking?

Brewing perfumes?

Inventing gunpowder?

……

It seems that every piece is very easy, let Chen Ying say that he can really say one, two, three, but if he really asks him to do it, he really can't do it.

Just when Chen Yingfu was thinking about it, suddenly a nice voice from Green Zhu interrupted his contemplation.

"Ah Lang, taste the tea made by the slave!" Lu Zhu held a cup of tea soup floating with oil flowers and handed it to Chen Ying. Chen Ying looked at the delicate and lovely green beads lightly, and inexplicable excitement appeared on his face.

Although the Green Beads and the Red Sleeves sisters look exactly the same, their personalities are completely different. Sister Luzhu is as enthusiastic as fire, talking and laughing. My sister's red sleeves are as cold as frost and do not smile.

It seems that Red Sleeves should be a sister, and Green Bead should be a younger sister.

Chen Ying looked at the green beads, and then looked at the statue-like warp sleeves next to him, and wondered how beautiful it was.

As for these two sisters, they can definitely be mixed into supermodels in the next generation, but the two of them waited for Chen Ying to drink tea with low eyebrows, and the red sleeves reached out and gently massaged Chen Ying's shoulder.

As early as when Xu Jingzong's father was the servant of Chen Chaoyu, their father was Xu Shanxin's personal servant, if it wasn't for Xu Shanxin to buy their mother and marry their father, there would be no life for their sisters.

As servants of the Xu family, their sisters have been slaves of the Xu family since they were born. Even if Xu Jingzong really gave it to Feng Lun, the middle scholar, the two of them would not have any room to refuse. If it weren't for Chen Ying inexplicably becoming the master of the two of them, they might have become Feng Lun's playthings.

Although they are all slaves and maids for others, it is better to follow Chen Ying, a handsome guy who is only sixteen years old and has a good demeanor, than to follow Feng Lun, a person who can be their grandfather.

Chen Ying is not an immortal, so he naturally can't guess what the second daughter is thinking.

A mouthful of tea soup with a moderate temperature was drunk into his mouth, and Chen Ying's eyes widened in an instant.

"Vomit ......!"

Chen Yingzhen didn't expect that the tea soup that Luzhu actually gave him to drink was simply a bowl of mutton fat soup, which not only had the spicy taste of ginger, but also put salt, star anise, tangerine peel, longan and other spices, and the most strange thing was that it also put mutton fat, which had the bitter and astringent taste of tea, salty and fishy, and the most important thing was that it was also breathy, how sour and refreshing this taste was.

"Plop ......"

The two daughters with green beads and red sleeves turned pale with fright, and quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy again and again.

"Slaves deserve to die, slaves deserve to die......"

Chen Ying hurriedly rinsed his mouth again and again, and then he felt that his stomach was no longer so upside down.

"This is the tea you brewed?"

Lu Zhu didn't know what was wrong, so he timidly took the tea soup he saved, and slowly drank it into his mouth like drinking poisonous wine.

Lu Zhu wiped his mouth with a handkerchief: "There's no poison in this!" ”

"It's not poisonous, it's just that it tastes ......"

"It tastes good, too!"

Chen Ying was speechless, he had never drunk tea in this era, in later generations Chen Ying had drunk green tea, black tea, and raw tea, but he had never drunk such a strange tea soup.

"Stir-fried tea?" Suddenly, Chen Ying had an idea.