"One hundred taels?" Yan Shifan was as stupid as a wooden chicken.

Yan Song paced back and forth for a few steps, thinking for a moment: "Why don't you have fifty taels?"

Yan Shifan shivered, but unexpectedly, he just hesitated and let his father's budget be cut in half.

"Dad, why don't you give it?"

“Not giving?”

Yan Song frowned and looked at his own son: "Heshen has given him all? How can he not give him a gift for his father?"

"How can I make this person beautiful before His Majesty?"

Yan Shifan smiled bitterly and said to himself that Dad, you and Heshen are not of the same type, and they are not taking the same style route.

Don't force yourself up.

Yan Shifan was bitter, but he still forced himself to explain: "Dad, giving gifts in the capital now is very different from before. Even if you are a gatekeeper in the gate, you will be driven out if you give someone fifty taels of silver..."

Yan Song browed and said, "It's like this?"

"That must be true, it can't be true anymore! Dad!"

Yan Shifan had a bitter face: "Fifty taels, one hundred taels of things, no matter how stupid the emperor is, he can tell that something is wrong."

"The things I gave to the adults were worth nearly 10,000 taels of silver. You turned around and gave one hundred taels. What did you think the emperor would think?"

"this……"

Yan Song hesitated a little, and thought that the same is true.

If His Majesty gets angry because of this, it would be better not to give it to him.

"Dad, even if you send that pen worth 1,000 taels of silver, you'll be more than..."

As soon as Yan Shifan was halfway through his words, he felt his father's chill gaze.

"One thousand taels! Too expensive!"

"Okay..." Yan Shifan shrank his almost non-existent neck and said helplessly: "Dad, don't give it to me."

Yan Song was still a little hesitant at first, but after just a moment, he easily convinced himself.

Finally, he didn't have to give a gift, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It is to let Heshen gain glory with His Majesty, and he is really unwilling to be a father." When he thought of Heshen, Yan Song's face was not very good-looking.

Yan Shifan got the lesson he had just learned. At this moment, he kept his mouth shut and didn't speak. He just followed his father's butt and walked out honestly.

Walking out of the cellar where treasures were stored, Yan Shifan put the door and locked it. He turned his head and saw his father staring at him motionlessly.

"Dad?" Yan Shifan was almost shocked.

"Get the key." Yan Song said quietly.

"Dad!!" Yan Shifan was really shocked.

"You can't let you spend too much!"

Yan Song said in pain: "If it weren't for you, why would you hesitate to give your Majesty a gift for your father?"

Yan Shifan was speechless and thought to himself that this had nothing to do with me. Even if there are ten times more gold, silver and treasures in this cellar than now, you are still reluctant to leave them.

"Dad, my son has to make money by making money..."

Yan Song said I didn’t listen: “I have only heard of growing food in the ground, but I have never heard of burying these treasures into the soil and growing silver!”

Yan Shifan was very tired, but he still said, "Dad, you locked this place. How can I put these treasures in there when I get them?"

These words hit Yan Song's weakness.

He thought for a moment and said, "For my father, I only need the key to this room. If you have any treasures in the future, you can put them outside."

Yan Shifan pretended to be reluctant and handed over the bronze key in his hand.

But Yan Song saw his fat son growing up. When Yan Shifan was ass, he knew what his fat son was going to poop.
Chapter completed!