Ying Zheng, Xiao Zhengtai and others had finished lunch, and a bottle of Wuliangye was drunk by several people.

Ying Yinman, who was unable to drink, was already supported by two little palace maids and returned to the bedroom to rest.

Ying Zheng and Fusu stayed to continue drinking tea.

"Look at my memory. I just entered the kitchen to ask you, what kind of tea is this? Why is it so clear?"

Tasting the tea-scented Longjing in front of the rain, Ying Zheng also sobered a lot of wine. Suddenly he slapped his forehead and remembered the incident of going to the kitchen to ask for tea, but was interrupted by the boy boiling fish in water.

Then there was a series of food attacks, which made him forget the tea leaves tightly, and he didn't remember until now.

If you drink a cup while reading a memorial in the Imperial Study Room, you will definitely be refreshed and awake!

"This is called Yuqian Longjing, which is a kind of tea and is much better than those rice soups!"

Xiao Zhengtai sat on the stone bench, took a sip of the tea bowl, and said leisurely.

In fact, tea has existed in this era. At first it was used as a sacrificial product, but later it was cooked as a dish by some people, but they didn't expect to use it to soak in water.

"Longjing in front of the rain? I'll bring some back to me later and taste it with your mother!"

Ying Zheng blew the tea leaves floating on it and said with a thick face.

Xiao Zhengta rolled her eyes secretly.

What to taste with my mother? It’s obviously this old guy who wants it.

Is it okay if he and his mother often drink when they are in Yunyang?

"Father, I don't have much tea anymore. I'll cook another batch for you later, and the taste is definitely not below this!"

In fact, stir-fried tea does not have much technical content, not to mention that the old man Ying Zheng has never drunk any good tea, as long as the taste is similar, it will be fine.

"This... OK!"

Ying Zheng flattered his mouth and understood that this kid was reluctant to give it to him.

But he had just finished drinking the wine, so he was embarrassed to speak again!

"Your Majesty, I will be the left chief of the supervisor Huang Yuan, asking for a meeting!"

At this moment, the little eunuch Mingde came to report.

"What is he here to do?"

Ying Zheng's old face sank.

"The table, it's my table!"

Unlike his attitude, Xiao Zhengtai jumped off the stone bench with a thud and ran towards the door excitedly.

Out of curiosity, Ying Zheng and Fusu also followed.

"Let it be here...!"

Ying Zheng had a big belly and his steps were very steady.

As a son, Fusu must not dare to walk ahead of him. No matter how curious he is, he can only follow him obediently.

When the two of them arrived at Xiao Zhengtai's bedroom, the little guy was commanding a group of craftsmen in coarse linen clothes.

The craftsman was carrying some strange things in his hand and was moving them into the bedroom!

Looking at the appearance of these things, Fusu felt very familiar.

Where have you seen it?

By the way, I will be the supervisor!

When I was in charge of the general, the drawings drawn by Fei Yu were probably like this!

Unexpectedly, these craftsmen really made it, and exquisite patterns were carved on the table and chair armrests, which looked low-key, luxurious and connotative!

"It seems pretty good!"

Fusu stared at the tables and chairs, his eyes shining blue.

The sun was worried that someone would find him and he went to work as a prisoner. He didn't pay attention to what the little guy said to Huang Yuan. He just glanced at the drawings, but he didn't expect that these things were so exquisite!

"You are moving very quickly!"

That day, Xiao Zhengta gave Huang Yuan three days, but unexpectedly, this guy brought someone to him just two days later.

Looking at the smooth polished and exquisitely crafted tables and chairs, Xiao Zhengta couldn't wait to rush in, tilted his butt, and sat on the chair to feel it.

Yes! That's the feeling!

The handrails are not slippery, and the backrest is comfortable and stable, which is much more comfortable than those nowadays.

The table next to it is also very exquisitely crafted. Put a cup of tea, a stack of snacks, and find a little palace maid to beat her legs. Life is so happy!

"I dare not be careless about what the young master ordered!"

Huang Yuan bowed and replied.

After taking on this job, I showed the drawings to the craftsmen. Everyone was very interested in this new thing. Several masters put down their work and focused on building tables and chairs, and then the construction was completed in a short time!

"Is this why you go to be a prisoner?"

Just as Xiao Zhengta closed her eyes and imagined a better life in the future, Ying Zheng followed in with his hands on his back.

"My memory Huang Yuan, I have met Your Majesty and Young Master!"

When Huang Yuan saw Ying Zheng, he quickly bowed.

"No gift!"

Ying Zheng raised his hand slightly and walked to Xiao Zhengtai.

If he remembered correctly, this kid said that day he had built a sofa for him!

"The father's sofa is not here. My son has ordered someone to send it to the Qilin Hall. Let's go there and see it!"

Hearing his scumbag father's voice, Xiao Zhengtai opened her eyes and said, shaking her calves.

"No hurry!"

I originally wanted to send this old man away and enjoy it here, but the old man not only didn't leave, but also sat down.

"Hmm? It's true, it feels different!"

He followed the appearance of Xiao Zhengtai, leaned on the backrest and placed his hands on the handrail next to him, so he was so comfortable.

If this is placed in the morning court, it will take a long time to discuss state affairs. Don’t worry about back pain and numbness in your legs!

"What's this? The father's dragon chaise sofa is much more comfortable than this!"

"Let the general manager build a few rocking chairs. The father is lying on the sun when he has nothing to do. Don't mention how happy it is!"

"Haha! That's a good relationship!"

The old man Ying Zheng was not polite, and his old face turned into a chrysanthemum.

While Ying Zheng was not paying attention, Fusu also quietly sat on the chair!

Touching the exquisite carvings on the handrail, he made up his mind and turned around and had to let Huang Yuan create some for himself. This thing is more comfortable than sitting down!

"If the young master has no other orders, I will take my leave first!"

After the task was completed, Huang Yuan had to bow his farewell.

He regards the supervisor as the least popular department. If there is no special call, he will not even have to go to the morning court.

Since he took office, there have been only a few days of morning court.

Facing their cold-blooded emperor and the two young masters, it is fake not to be nervous!

"etc……!"

However, before Ying Zheng could speak, Xiao Zheng jumped out of the chair to stop him.

"What are the instructions for the young master?"

Huang Yuan bowed respectfully, his heart beat thumpingly.

Could it be that it is not good to create it?

It shouldn't be. Look at the expressions of several people, I should like them very much!

If this is really bad, Your Majesty will definitely remove him from office. What should I do if the family is a dozen people?

He learned skills from his master since he was a child, and finally got from an ordinary craftsman to Zuo Cheng. Although his salary was not high, he could support the whole family. Once he lost his official position, the whole family would go hungry.

Thinking of this, Huang Yuan was so nervous that he was so nervous that his cold sweat directly wet his official uniform!
Chapter completed!