In his previous life, he promoted the company's financial products, all of which were cleverly packaged to make people believe in his own statement, but now he doesn't need to do this, although it is difficult for the ancients to believe in his own statement, fortunately, these people are their own slaves, as long as they insist on it, no one will object.

"I'll divide the work ...... what I want to do", the thirty-six people in the courtyard used to have their own things, sweeping the floor and cooking their own duties, Xiaozhu and Xiaomei just need to take care of Zhen Qian, but these are not enough in Zhen Qian's eyes, the efficiency is too low, and a person is basically equivalent to having nothing to do for a day.

"In addition to taking care of my daily life in the future, Xiaozhu and Xiaomei will also learn how to manage this courtyard with Steward Wang, Xiaozhu is responsible for all external affairs in the yard, and Xiaomei is responsible for all things in the inner courtyard. Uncle Wang will still be a concierge in the future, but one more thing will help me understand the real market ....... In addition to the previous things, Steward Wang will pay more attention to what happens in the backyard in the future, I want to know everything that happens in the backyard every day, and everything must be recorded! ”

Seeing the scholar Wang You panting, he ran upstairs and said, "Da Lang, the little girl of the Meng family is here, do you want to see it!" ”

After Zhen Qian was frightened and fell off the horse, Meng Xiaoya was sentenced by the government to be a concubine for herself, and she served herself for a few days at the beginning, but she was worried that Meng Xiaoya was an outsider who saw some clues, so she casually found a reason to drive out of Zhen's mansion, but she didn't expect Meng Xiaoya to come to the door again today.

Xiaozhu and Xiaomei's faces were a little unnatural, as Zhen Qian's maidservant, having one more concubine is equivalent to having one more master on their heads, and the two naturally didn't want Zhen Qian to ignore Meng Xiaoya.

"Let her go back!" Zhen Qian didn't want to see Meng Xiaoya, after all, he was an outsider, completely different from his slave and maid, and he hadn't fully integrated into this era yet, and there were many flaws, and it was inevitable that the other party would find out that he was an impostor, and it was better to have one more thing than one less.

Wang You is Zhen Qian's scholar, although he also feels that Zhen Qian is a little weird after his amnesia, but he never thinks about anything, after all, it is normal for people to behave obediently after amnesia.

"Good! I'll send her back!" ”

Seeing Wang You leaving, Zhen Qian continued: "Wang Po and Ju Niang are still praying for me in the temple, and let people inform them to come back, as for the others, I will pay attention to observe during this time, there is no shortage of loyalty, and the ability is not something that can be changed in a short time, let them work with peace of mind, I will not treat them badly!" ”

Wang Qun and Wang Peng didn't say anything, they took the task and left the small building, Xiaomei just wanted to open her mouth when she saw Wang You walking up to the small building again: "Da Lang, Meng Xiaoya heard that Da Lang has recovered from his illness and came to take a look, I hope to see Da Lang!" ”

I am afraid that the news of his recovery was spread by the criminal housekeeper, as for how Meng Xiaoya knew, I think it has an unclear relationship with the criminal housekeeper.

"What did she see me doing? Didn't I ask her to go back to her parents' house for a while? ”

Wang You looked at the two women, Xiaozhu and Xiaomei, and said with a hint of obscurity in his tone: "She is Dalang's concubine and always lives in her mother's house, it is inevitable that some people will say rumors, which is not good for the reputation of the Zhen family!" ”

Zhen Qian can probably guess some of Meng Xiaoya's thoughts, when Meng Xiaoya was sentenced to Zhen's house, she was extremely depressed, and she was naturally unwilling to serve a fool, as soon as she opened her mouth to let her go back to her parents' house, she packed up her salute and left, after all, the two had no feelings at all, and Zhen Qian would not resent Meng Xiaoya.

But no matter what, Meng Xiaoya is Zhen Qian's concubine, as long as this relationship is not dissolved for a day, Meng Xiaoya will be Zhen Qian's woman until she dies.

Of course, Meng Xiaoya doesn't want to drag it out like this, even if it is a letter of resignation, she will happily accept it, I'm afraid that's what she thinks this time.

Thinking of this, Zhen Qian said to Wang You: "Take some vegetables and fresh meat and give them to Meng Xiaoya, let her go back first, just say that I am still recuperating now, and I am afraid that my old illness will recur if I am stimulated, let her come back in three months!" ”

"That's fine!" Wang You winked at Zhen Qian, seeing that Zhen Qian was unwilling to see Meng Xiaoya, he didn't know what the other party was thinking, this matter was always dragging on, and he hoped that this matter could be closed as soon as possible.

"Lang Jun, it's not a thing to drag on like this, if Lang Jun doesn't like it, he will leave a letter and let Meng Xiaoya go home, the Zhen family's concubine living in her mother's house is not good for the reputation of the Zhen family!"

Zhen Qian wanted to take Meng Xiaoya off, but how to write the book of retirement, can he take out his hand with his brush words like a dog? It is also impossible to let Meng Xiaoya enter the Zhen family, which is equivalent to having an extra pair of surveillance eyes by her side, and after thinking about it, she can only drag it down first.

Zhen Qian also laughed secretly in his heart, the two little girls around him also didn't like to have an extra concubine, and they were pouting themselves to divorce Meng Xiaoya, so they almost said it directly.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning, and I don't know where to start with a bunch of troublesome things!"

Zhen Qian's current situation can be said to be trembling on thin ice, after losing his memory, there are a bunch of things waiting to be dealt with around him, being in a wealthy family and receiving attention from all sides, if he is not careful, he will be caught by someone and bite him, and as the eldest son of the Zhen family, it makes the Xing family want to get rid of it quickly.

Xiaozhu opened his mouth to interrupt Zhen Qian's thoughts and said, "Lang Jun, what are you going to eat tonight?" ”

In addition to working hard in the workplace all day long, my favorite thing is to taste the food from all over the world, which can be regarded as a way to relieve fatigue.

"Whatever!"

Although the injury has gradually recovered, there are many worries one after another, and the thought of facing the Xing clan makes Zhen Qian lose his appetite.

After a while, Xiaomei brought a few dishes and a pot of wine.

A plate of tender spring leeks is sprinkled with some refined salt, a plate of steamed goose with glutinous rice, a plate of steamed dried mushrooms with green vegetables, and a plate of sashimi dipping sauce.

Xiaozhu poured Zhen Qian a full glass of wine, the wine was amber, a little sweet in the mouth, and the degree was not high, isn't it the rice wine of later generations?

Seeing that Zhen Qian lost his appetite after taking a bite of each dish, Xiaozhu thought that Zhen Qian's taste had not yet recovered, so he complained to Xiaomei: "Sister Xiaomei, Lang Jun's body is just getting a little better now, isn't it a little early to eat these meals!" ”

Xiaomei on the side also looked at Zhen Qian with a puzzled expression, these dishes were Zhen Qian's favorite food before, seeing that Zhen Qian's expression seemed to be a little dissatisfied now, "Lang Jun, but these dishes are not as good as before?" ”

I didn't feel it when I ate a light meal before, but I didn't expect that the meal in the Tang Dynasty was so different from the cooking techniques of later generations, and the ingredients were all wasted.

Zhen Qian is not easy to say, taste is not a thing that is cultivated in a day, and it is really difficult to adapt to the diet of the Tang Dynasty now!

"It's nothing, I want to change the taste!"

Xiaomei didn't know what Zhen Qian's change of taste meant, "What Lang Jun wants to eat, the slave will do it for Lang Jun!" ”

"Forget it!" Zhen Qian dispelled the idea of letting Xiaomei cook again, and said with a smile: "Don't be so troublesome, take me to the kitchen, I'll fry two dishes for you today!" ”

Xiaozhu was taken aback by Zhen Qian's words, "Lang Jun, when will you cook vegetables, these are all things that people do?" ”

"What do people do, the people take food as the sky, if a person can't even cook, then wouldn't he even have to be served by others for his ability to take care of himself, what is the difference between this and rice worms!"

Yilai stretched out his hand to eat and open his mouth, this is a privilege only for nobles, Zhen Qian doesn't know this, more than 30 people in this courtyard are revolving around him, to put it bluntly, more than 30 people are serving themselves, and they can't think of happiness!

It's just that this kind of life is not what you want, human nature is evil, and it is everyone's nature to enjoy happiness, but it also depends on when, it is not yet the time when the world is peaceful and enjoys its success, enjoying will only consume his fighting spirit, if Zhen Qian really thinks like this, it is not far from eating and waiting for death, how can he not understand these truths.

The two little girls looked at Zhen Qian curiously, and they really couldn't figure out how Zhen Qian suddenly thought of cooking by himself, which was beyond the scope of the two of them's understanding.

Zhen Qian was immediately a little dumbfounded as soon as he walked into the kitchen, although he knew that the kitchens of the Tang Dynasty would not be the same as those of later generations, but at least they were similar to the countryside of later generations!

"This spatula pan is ......", Zhen Qian was dizzy for a while, he still thought about things simply, the tableware in the kitchen in later generations was basically invisible, in addition to a few huge iron pots on the stove, there were many large and small steamers, and even the stove for baking baked cakes, but he couldn't see the spatula spoon he wanted.

Zhen Qian immediately threw his idea of cooking out of the clouds, this was not a familiar kitchen at all, and it could no longer be described as simple.

Of course, this is just Zhen Qian's personal feelings, if you use the eyes of the Tang Dynasty, although this kitchen is not much "luxurious", it is already at a medium level.

"What does Lang Jun want to do, the slave will prepare the ingredients for Lang Jun!"

Prepare for a fart! Zhen Qian was speechless for a while, it is difficult for a clever daughter-in-law to cook without rice, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, and you can't even make a trick without a spatula.

Zhen Qian just wanted to turn around and leave, but a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, how could he be stupid, wouldn't he find someone to build it himself without a spatula? If everything is ready-made, then how can you show your magic, if you want to mix the wind and water, you must overcome the difficulties in front of you, thinking of this, Zhen Qian laughed and said: "Help me boil the iron pot, and then prepare rice, eggs, diced chicken, shrimp, green beans, carrots, minced green onions, cooking wine, refined salt, pepper, etc., today I will fry a Zhen's fried rice for the two of you!" I promise to make you swallow your tongue in your stomach."