This farce lasted for a long time. Yin and others were careful. Even the banquet for the female family members stopped. The female family members below followed the trend and stopped attending the banquet for a while. The capital city became much quieter.

After the twelfth lunar month, the Qing Banquet began to direct the servants to prepare the New Year’s things, but they also paid for the money to compensate for the ingredients of Laba porridge. They asked the kitchen to prepare it once to see how it tasted?

After Qingyan married into the royal family, she prepared this every year. As autumn approached, she began to prepare things for the New Year. Since returning to Beijing, Yiken'er was sent to the study room and studied with the princes. Hutulifengsheng Zalafen was at home with her.

"My mom, are these things for the New Year?" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen sat beside Qingyan. Looking at the things she prepared, she was stunned for a moment, but there were enough of them, and there were even sheds in Shezhu in several places such as Hongluo Temple.

"Yes, remember, our family has to be in the Red Rou Temple every year, but it has to be done secretly. It is not allowed to be done in the name of the Fourth Master's Mansion!" Qingyan began to teach her daughter's housekeeper. Back then, Ama asked her to manage the new house directly. There were some minor mistakes in the previous few times, and she would know how to do it later.

"Yes!" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen sighed inwardly, and it turned out that she wanted to have a porridge at home.

"From this year, I will leave Shezhu's affairs to you!" Qingyan handed over Shezhu's account book to Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen. Although her daughter is young, even if these things are in trouble, it is a trivial matter.

Uh uh uh!

Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen looked up at Shu Yun, was this left to herself?

"Is this bad for me?" Hutulifengsheng Zalafen remembered that Songkriyierha said that the affairs of the mansion were managed by my aunt.

"When my mother was as old as you, she had already managed the new house!" Qingyan did not hide at all, "So, Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen, you have to learn from reality, instead of just listening to the nanny around you, or my mother came to study. We are not afraid of paying tuition fees!"

After the words came to his mouth, Hutuli Fengsheng Zalaffen nodded. Since my mother said it was okay, she would no longer refuse.

"My mom, are we going to be the porridge in Hongluo Temple?" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen looked at the account book and wrote a lot of places.

"These places are all Shezhu Dian. Every year, she will watch Shezhu where refugees gather. Look, there are people nearby below and they will be sent to watch to prevent others from coming in!" Qingyan told her daughter how to do it. After all, there are still many people here who like to be greedy for cheap things.

Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen listened to his mother's words little by little, and admired her very much. Ama was busy outside and her mother was not at home.

"Look at what I do?" After Qingyan finished speaking, she took a sip of the tea cup beside her, and then she saw that her daughter was staring at her.

"Mom, you are really amazing!" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen heard many people in the palace saying that Mom's Linglong Pavilion is the favorite for upper-class ladies, and the restaurants under Yuelai Inn are loved by men.

Sometimes, the brother and sister enter the palace, and some often curry favor with them.

"Okay, little girl, you should deal with it yourself. Do you have an account book to deal with here? Let's see which of us will handle it first?" The banquet inspired her daughter, so she said directly.

Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen's eyes lit up, of course it's OK.

"My mom, you need a reward!" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen looked up at Qingyan and said, "Rose Crispy."

"Okay!" Qingyan agreed readily.

The rose crisps were specially prepared by Qingyan. The kitchen was picked and made of roses from a small garden. It was different from what the imperial kitchen made. Shu Yun made people make rose dew.

As the evening approached, the Qing Banquet closed the account book and did what needs to be done today.

"Mom, look at these." Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen looked at the numbers above and felt a little dizzy. Qingyan taught twins to understand numbers since childhood, so Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen looked very smoothly.

"What's wrong?" Qing Yan stood up and walked to Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen's side, sat down, followed her little hand, and looked at the records in the account book.

"How could there be two identical things?" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen said in confusion.

Qingyan looked through the account book and now she was under the same purchase list. Her face turned dark, which was obviously something that someone did on purpose.

"Did you see it in front too?" Qing Yan asked.

Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen quickly opened the previous two pages, and a same project appeared.

"Okay, Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen is the best, Sulan, go and prepare a plate of rose crisps!" Qingyan praised his daughter's ability, took the account book to one side, and began to read it by herself.

At this time, Yin walked in from outside. He was back alone today, and Yiken'er was left in the palace by Kangxi.

"Ama" Hutulifengsheng Zalafen directly rushed into Yin's arms.

Yin stipulated that if there were only three of them in the hall, there would be no need to worry about so much understanding and let the children relax.

"Are you back?" Qing Yan came back from the account book, looked at Yin, and then continued to look at those things.

Yin Xianqing Yan's face was not good, and he didn't say much, holding his daughter and starting to ask what he had done today.

"Ama, I'm starting to manage the account book today. My mother said that I will manage this year's Laba She Porridge!" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen proudly raised her small breasts. She started to do something worse than Yiken's.

"Okay, my daughter is the best." Yin laughed. The little girl had a more direct temperament. Qingyan said that her daughter should be spoiled.

After hearing this, Yin agreed. Every time there was something, he would praise his daughter as soon as possible.

"Ama, my mother said that she and I are so old that they have already managed Guo Luomafa's house!" said Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen.

Yin glanced at Qingyan, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yes, your mother is also very capable."

"Your daughter is also very capable. On the first day of reading the account book, I saw a few things that were wrong." Qing Yan shook her head. She rarely looked at the account book carefully. She believed too much of her account book, and there was still something wrong.

Sulan walked in from outside, holding rose crispy in her hand.

"Mom, I'm going to go to the flower hall to eat, and let Sulan make a pot of good Dahongpao!" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen said directly.

She understood that Ama and her mother should have something to talk about.

Qingyan nodded and watched her daughter jump and leave, then she seriously talked about the account book with Yin.

"There are a few repetitions, this is just a Shezhu shed in Hongluo Temple!" Qingyan directly placed the account book in front of Yin.
Chapter completed!