Chapter 879 illiterate

  Besides, it was Hu's close wife, after all, she was an old man of the Chu family, and Ye Muyu was not stingy, and directly gave her a set of ointment, a pot of fruit wine, and a tael of silver.

   In addition to this, there are also servants at home.

  The servants are different from the maids, they have the same silver, and the objects determine their more practical shoes.

  The nurses are out all the year round, Ye Muyu prepared ointment and silver taels.

  The subordinates of Zhuangzi also need to give New Year gifts.

   Wait to arrange the annual ceremony of your servants.

  Ye Muyu was panting slightly from exhaustion. There were too many people, so it was difficult to arrange. I really needed to find someone to help.

  Ye Muyu directly called Hu, Sumei and others to come in.

   "Ma'am, I just cooked some spicy vermicelli soup for you, do you want some?"

   "There are also crispy meat pies, milk cheese, and your favorite flower tea."

  Ye Muyu rubbed her stomach, she was really hungry, and she drank fruit wine most of the time at noon.

   "I want to eat vermicelli soup, and a pot of scented tea will be fine." Ye Muyu rubbed his stomach, and decided not to embarrass himself, eat well and work well.

  Hu nodded with a smile: "Madam, wait a moment, the servant will come soon."

   Sumei took Su Lan to help put away all the books she had written: "Madam, what do you need slaves for?"

   "I will tell, you will write." Ye Muyu said.

  Sumei and Sulan were slightly stunned: "Madam, the servants are illiterate."

  Ye Muyu: "..."

   "Is there anyone who can read?" She really didn't expect this, and touched her forehead with a headache.

   It happened that Mrs. Hu came over and brought up the cooked vermicelli soup, followed by a little maid, carrying a teapot.

   "Ma'am, there is a little yuba that you asked your servant to make last time in the vermicelli soup. You can try it." Hu put the bowl and chopsticks in front of her, took the teapot, and poured a cup of scented tea.

  Ye Muyu smelled the rice noodles and the chili oil boiled in them. She only felt that they were very fragrant, so she pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "Ms. Hu, your fans are getting better and better."

   "Madam taught it well." Seeing that she loves to eat, Mrs. Hu had a loving smile on her face.

  Ye Muyu took a sip, and it did not disappoint.

   "Ms. Hu, you know how to make lo mei. After a while, you let the kitchen stew some, and take it to the old house for extra meals at night. You also keep some, and eat better during the New Year. The coming year will be a blessing."

   "Okay, servant girl, let's go and get ready first."

  Mr. Hu was about to turn around and leave, when Ye Muyu remembered the business, patted her head, and called her: "Ms. Hu, wait, Zhang Cong is in the old house, right?"

   "Ma'am, the boy is here."

   "Call him over and help me write." Ye Muyu ordered.

  Ms. Hu was a little surprised, she didn't take over the job right away, "Madam, Cong'er's handwriting is not very good-looking, and there are some characters I don't understand, will it delay Madam's work?"

   "No, I'll let him write the gift list." Ye Muyu explained the work that needs help.

  Hearing this, Mrs. Hu felt relieved, and hurriedly went out to call for someone.

  By the way, he brought a servant to follow the young master.

Ye Muyu ate the vermicelli slowly. The bean curd sticks are very delicious. After soaking them in advance, they are soft and tender. After taking a few mouthfuls of the hot vermicelli, she felt a wave of heat rising all over her body, and the coldness was dispelled. She took another sip The tea that relieves the tiredness is very comfortable.

  Sumei and Sulan knelt on the ground anxiously.

  Ye Muyu ate three or four mouthfuls before seeing the two of them.

  She came to her senses, and hurriedly called the two to get up: "What are you doing kneeling, it's so cold today, get up quickly."

  (end of this chapter)