It was late spring, the peach blossoms and pear blossoms had all withered, and the fruits were still very small, and they were almost all green, nothing more than the difference between light green, light green, and dark green.

  Crossing Taoli Mountain, there is also a mountain of fruit trees, all of which are Yangmei.

  The old man liked drinking very much during his lifetime. When the red bayberry was ripe, he ate it fresh, and basically used the rest to make red bayberry wine.

  Xu Mansion also has a cellar dedicated to storing wine for the old man.

  However, after the old man passed away, his original parents didn’t like bayberry wine, and they kept filial piety for the old man, so they let the steward handle everything that had nothing to do with the spice business.

  Originally, Xu Da, the steward of my father's yard, hired outsiders to pick out red bayberries as soon as they matured, and sold them to the homes of high-ranking officials in the city. This bayberry mountain alone cost him a lot of money.

"In the future, let's still operate as when the old man is here!" Xu Yin walked through the bayberry grove and said to the village chief, "Send some fresh fruits to the mansion, and make wine for the rest. Except for making wine with fresh fruits, I will give you another one later. Here is a recipe, try to make bayberry wine by fermenting."

  The village chief agreed.

   Xu Yin thought it would be nice to live here. After another month or two, peaches, red bayberries, and pears will gradually mature, and you can eat as much as you want, and you can eat as much as you want.

  You can make wine, soak wine, or make jam if you can't finish eating.

   "Jam? What is that?" Hearing what she said, the village head asked in wonder, "Is it boiled like soybean paste?"

"Almost, if you are interested, I will give you a recipe, and you can try it when the fruit is ripe. However, jam is not suitable for sale in the market. It needs sugar, and the cost is too high. Ordinary people may not be willing to buy it. You can find someone to buy it. Knock on the back kitchen door of those wealthy families, they might be interested."

  The village chief took her words to heart.

  Yangmeishan is further inside, and there is Chashan.

  Xu Yin looked up at the other courtyard of Xu Mansion built on the top of the mountain, and twitched the corners of her mouth:

   No wonder there are soft sedan chairs in Xujia Village. Masters who are used to being pampered, who can bear to climb two mountains and then climb to the top of the mountain?

   Fortunately, the tea mountain is not high, the mountain road is not steep, and the steps are shallow, so walking is not tiring.

   A group of people went up to the top of the mountain, and when she decided to live in the courtyard house, the housekeeper sent someone to clean it up, so she could move in directly.

  Xu Yin took her maid and mother-in-law to live in the second yard, leaving the front yard for the nurses and errands. The cook brought by the mansion was also placed in the front yard.

  The village head waited for her to settle down, and went down the mountain to go home.

   Make an appointment tomorrow morning to bring someone to clean up the firewood mountain next to the tea garden.

  Xu Yin will go to the cemetery first tomorrow, after all, she is here to observe filial piety in name.

   It is still in the tea-picking season, and tea farmers can be seen everywhere on the tea mountains.

  Although the most tender Mingqian bud tips are no longer visible, the tea around Grain Rain has fat buds and leaves, green color, and the brewed tea has a fresh taste and pleasant aroma, so it is still very popular in the market.

  Xu Yin wakes up in the afternoon and has nothing to do, so she asks Ziyuan to take a small bamboo basket with a wide mouth, walk out of the other courtyard, pick an area where the tea farmers haven't picked it yet, pick a basket of young shoots, and bring it back to the other courtyard on the top of the mountain for frying.

  When the old man was still there, he would live here for a while every time he came to the cemetery to pay respects to his ancestors during the Qingming Festival, and experience the fun of picking tea with the tea farmers, so there are complete tea-frying tools in the other courtyard.

  The maids and mother-in-law who were serving by her side were all beaten by the old housekeeper before going out. As long as the girl can get over the grief of the deceased relative, she can do whatever she wants.

   Besides, isn’t it just picking tea? There is no danger, as long as the girl is happy.

  But when frying tea, they were worried about burning her hands, so when they waited on the sidelines, they all held their hearts and fears.

   "Girl, do you want the tea farmer to come in for this job? Is the servant going to call a woman with quick hands and feet?"

  Xu Yin has already been fired.

  Although I haven’t fried tea for a long time, my hands are a little raw, but I’m familiar with it soon. Hearing this, he shook his head:

   "I just want to experience it, and I don't need to bother the tea farmers."

  I think back then, my sister even fertilized the tea trees and planted them herself, so what’s the point of picking and frying tea?

"But…"

   "Ziyuan, do you want to come together? It's fun!"

   "..."

  Zi Yuan looked suspicious.

   Xin said, isn’t it like cooking tea? It's nothing more than replacing the spatula with your hands. How can this be fun? "

While frying tea, Xu Yin said slowly: "Think about it, wouldn't it be fun to pick the tea you picked yourself, fry it yourself, brew it yourself and drink it later? It's very fulfilling, right? Really! If you don't believe me, try it! "

  She fooled the big maid and the little maid off the shore, and made tea together, experiencing the daily life of a tea farmer.

   After frying the picked tea, it was getting dark.

   After eating a six-course vegetarian meal made by the chef in the house, plus a small bowl of rice, I took a rest early after washing.

  Woke up the next day and went to the cemetery under the morning dew.

  Worshiped the ancestors of the Xu family, the old man, and the original parents in turn, and promised in front of their graves that Xu's fragrance industry must be carried forward, and the ancestors' hard work will never be broken in her generation.

   In fact, she not only said this to her ancestors, but her ancestors had to hear it if they wanted to! It's mainly for the people around you to listen to.

   Next, she will start her aromatherapy business in a big way. If she is too involved, it will be troublesome if the maids and mother-in-law are suspicious.

   Now, in front of her ancestors, she vowed to inherit the spice business of the Xu family well, and carry it forward even if she never gets married, which shows her determination.

  Once a person makes up his mind to go forward, there is a big change in personality, which is also justified.

   Coming out of the cemetery, Xu Yin saw that girl Zi Yuan was always looking at her secretly, and raised her eyebrows lightly: "It's okay to say something directly."

   "Girl." Zi Yuan spoke boldly, "You just said that if you don't get married for life, you will carry forward the Xu family's spice business, and it will never be in your hands. Is it true?"

   "That's what I said."

   "But if you don't get married and have no heirs under your knees, how will you pass on the Xu family's property? Don't you have to stop it?"

  Xu Yin: "..."

  Hey! This girl is very logical! Being a servant girl is a shame!

  The two wives who accompanied me heard the words, and you persuaded me one by one:

   "Girl, if you don't get married, you will never succeed! If you are worried that no one will take care of the business in the house after you get married, you can act like your wife and recruit a son-in-law!"

   "That's right! When the girl's filial piety expires and she reaches the age of marriage, then she can throw a hydrangea ball to recruit a relative, and recruit a good uncle who loves his wife as much as the master!"

  The more the two women talked, the more excited they became.

  Xu Yin twitched the corners of her mouth. Fortunately, she had already left the cemetery. Otherwise, would it be plausible to talk about her life's events in front of the Xu family's ancestor's tomb?

But the old lady said: "The old slave didn't listen to Lingqing just now, otherwise the girl must take back that sentence in front of the master and madam's tomb. The master and madam know that they must hope that the girl will find a lover and continue to have children. The girl must not Get angry..."

  Xu Yin pinched her forehead with a headache: "Okay, okay, I will think about it after the filial piety period."

  The mother-in-law shut up now.