Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 337 Taking It Out

Thinking of Yunxiu Tower, Luo Yanxing couldn't help but be excited. Yes, the people who often visited Yunxiu Tower were, apart from the more affluent families in the city, the maids of these wealthy families!

She felt that she had been frightened by the threatening words of the adults before, and that many servants of other families still lived very well.

Then she thought again, and remembered that Song Ying had mentioned before that Lady Shun'an of the Shen Mansion beat a maid half to death with just one sentence. She discounted the good life of servants in wealthy families and decided that it would be better to be good citizens.

"Tell us quickly how you made it and what materials are used?" she urged.

"Go buy some pig pancreas. Madam Jiang has an appointment with me for acupuncture. I should go to the clinic."

"Pancreas? Which part of the pig is this? Why have I never heard of it?" Luo Yanxing was puzzled. She had seen pigs being slaughtered and had even helped out there, but she had never heard of the pancreas.

"The butcher knows. Just tell him you want the pancreas. Not many people buy it, so it's not expensive."

Seeing that Song Ying spoke so confidently, Luo Yanxing went towards Zhuangyuanfang.

After Song Ying finished giving acupuncture to Madam Jiang, she followed Doctor Ma to learn how to prescribe medicine. She left the clinic at noon. It was her turn to cook lunch today.

As soon as he entered the pharmacy, Luo Yanxing stood up and said, "I bought it. I never thought that there was such a thing on a pig. I have never seen it before."

To be honest, Song Ying had never seen it either. She only knew about the pancreas when she saw it mentioned in Qianjin Fang, and then she went to see it out of curiosity.

It's a bit similar to suet, but not very thick and solid. Instead, it has a lot of fascia with large light pink bean-like things on it.

Luo Yanxing picked it up and asked, "What should we do next?"

"Soak them in water first to wash off the blood, then grind the beans into powder. I'll cook while you grind the beans."

Luo Yanxing was full of energy. He went to the backyard, soaked the soap in water, and then started to grind the beans.

During the lunch break, Song Ying worked with her to use a hammer to smash the pancreas into a paste bit by bit. This took a long time and their hands were sore.

Then, mix the bean powder and pancreatic paste together and knead it continuously.

Looking at the dough-like thing, Luo Yanxing was incredulous: "It's done? So simple?"

"It needs to be left there to dry naturally for a while."

Luo Yanxing still thought it was simple. "Do rich people really use this to wash their hands and faces? No way, it looks so sticky!"

Song Ying nodded, "The great poet Du Fu once wrote in a poem: Lip balm and facial cream follow the grace of God, and the jade pipe and silver pot descend to the sky."

"What do you mean?"

"It was the emperor who gave this kind of pancreas as a reward to officials."

Luo Yanxing opened his mouth wide, "This is the thing bestowed by the emperor?"

Song Ying thought for a moment and said, "What we made is a bit crude. Maybe the people in the palace will make it more refined and add some other spices and herbs to it. They may even use a beautiful porcelain bottle to store it."

Luo Yanxing still found it unbelievable. It was a gift from the emperor. Shouldn't it be something extremely precious from all over the world? And they made it just like this. How could this thing be a gift from the emperor?

"Such a large lump will be difficult to use later. Well, let's divide it into small pieces like playing with mud, and then roll them into balls." Song Ying suggested.

Although it was unbelievable, out of trust in Song Ying and the fact that he had already done it, he wanted to see the final result, so Luo Yanxing started working with Song Ying.

Because there wasn't much to do, they finished it quickly. They also agreed to wait for Luo Yanxing to come to the clinic next time so they could try it together.

At dusk, Song Ying returned to the Shen Mansion in the afterglow of the setting sun. As soon as she arrived at the kitchen, Chunfang pulled her aside and said excitedly, "Do you know that Aunt Lian beat Miss Seven again today?"

The corner of Song Ying's mouth twitched. Those who knew would understand that Chunfang loved to listen to and talk about excitement. Those who didn't would think that she and the Seventh Miss had a deep hatred, just look at how excited she was.

"Why? Her cat is sick again?" Song Ying felt strange. "That's not right. After recovering from an epidemic, it won't get the same disease again."

"She's not sick, but it's related to her cat. After Xuetuan died, the Third Madam asked the steward to find another cat from the capital and send it to her daughter to comfort her. It was a big cat."

Song Ying knew about this. When the cat was delivered, the servants in the mansion were all talking about it. It was very big and beautiful, and it walked in a majestic manner.

However, Song Ying had never seen it with her own eyes, but only heard from other people that she went out early and came back late every day, and when she came back she would basically go to the big kitchen and the small courtyard, and would never go around other places unless there was something going on.

"Today, Miss Chen, the county magistrate, came to the mansion to look after the cat. After lunch, Miss Seven and Miss Chen took the cat for a stroll in the garden, and somehow they wandered to the vicinity of Aunt Lian's yard.

The big cat seemed to have smelled the kitten's scent and ran into Aunt Lian's yard, chasing the kitten everywhere and forcing it to hide, panting non-stop in fear.

Aunt Lian heard the noise and came out, quickly picked up her cat, and asked Miss Seven to take her cat away. Miss Seven said she didn't dare, and hinted that beasts are beasts, they don't know the difference between respect and inferiority, and they don't know the importance of anything, and they will scratch and bite people.

Then Aunt Lian slapped her again, and Miss Chen was stunned at the time. "

Song Ying: “…”

She didn't know what to say. Why was Shen Wanyi just like Shen Wanting, never learning her lesson? Last time, Aunt Lian beat her, and Shen Zhuangyuan said a few words verbally, but there was no punishment afterwards. Why did she still go out of her way to provoke Aunt Lian?

Those words were apparently scolding the cat, but in fact they were scolding Aunt Lian. If Aunt Lian was an ordinary concubine, she would just sulk by herself after being scolded.

But she is the most special person in the mansion. She is the one that neither Mr. Shen nor Princess Shun'an can do anything to. She is the one who will always find something to make a fuss about. How could she possibly endure it and sulk by herself?

And, "Why did she take Miss Chen for a walk over there? Did she do it on purpose?"

Chunfang winked and said, "Of course, even we normally avoid going there if we can."

"Why is she doing this?" Song Ying didn't understand. She brought the young lady of County Magistrate Chen with her. The mansion was clearly trying to conceal the existence of Aunt Lian. By doing this, wouldn't Shen Wanyi be causing more trouble for the mansion?

"Of course she did it to vent her anger! She is the Seventh Miss, the old lady's favorite granddaughter. How could she swallow this anger after being beaten by an aunt?" Chunfang raised her eyebrows. "Besides, they both contracted the disease, but her cat died while Aunt Lian's kitten survived. She must be very upset!

So she deliberately brought the big cat there, hoping that her big cat would bite Aunt Lian’s kitten to death.”