Yan Yu invited her father to work together to write the Chinese character "福".
Yan Laoer's thick notebooks were not in vain, and he wrote very quickly.
Yan Yu also made no concessions and used full power.
Her "dafu" characters are written extremely well, with thick ink and coherent brush strokes, and the power between breaks and breaks penetrates the back of the paper.
The two sisters Yan Qianchu and the Qi family had to put down their scissors and specialize in serving the father and daughter, laying out and moving the paper, and carefully stacking it up after the ink was dry.
Cheng Lezhou sent some more colored papers.
Da Gouzi and Xiao Xiaozi were called to help by Yan Yu, replacing Yan Qianchu and the others, leaving them free to cut latte art.
The next day, Yan Yu distributed the big and small blessing characters among them. Those who often bought charcoal from them would be given the big blessing character, and those who bought less would be given the small blessing character.
Don't blame her for being snobbish, red paper, pen and ink all have costs, right?
As for a super big customer like the British Prince's Mansion, her father would have to come to the door in person, not even her.
There are many colored paper latte art similar to them on the streets.
It's much more expensive to cut small ones, but the cost is high if you want to cut big ones, and they are afraid of suppressing the goods.
Yan Yu decisively took over the big latte art business, and occasionally brought small latte art to sell. The big and small blessing characters were always supplied. Her family no longer wrote the Spring Festival couplets herself, so Yan Yu outsourced it. Ahem, it is difficult to sell those characters.
She is also a good scholar. She provides paper, pen and space to write the Spring Festival couplets according to her needs.
In this way, the end of the year is spent setting up stalls, writing blessing characters, counting money and giving gifts.
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On the 29th, Yan Huaiwen and Yan Xiangheng finally went home.
Also returning with him was Mr. Tian.
When Yan Huaiwen washed away his dust, Mr. Tian was having a nice discussion with his old wife, hoping to return to the small courtyard where they rented before.
"You can go back by yourself, I won't leave!" Mrs. Tian's attitude was very firm: "The waiter's mother is about to give birth, and the family is short of manpower. Sir, you have to save your face. I am a womanly person, I don't care!
Huai'an and Mrs. Li also said that they would provide for me until I die. As a master's wife, I will live here until the end of my life. Whoever likes to gossip can just chew it!"
"Look at you, why are you so anxious? Didn't I discuss this with you?" Mr. Tian felt guilty towards his wife and could not speak loudly.
He said in a good voice: "We will go back and stay for two days, the 31st, the first day of the first lunar month, and we will come back on the second day of the lunar new year."
He said earnestly: "If the Yan family is separated, it would be okay for us to stay overnight with Huai'an to welcome the new year. But aren't they brothers the same? The head of the Yan family is Yan Huaiwen. How can I, the eldest man, go to the house of a subordinate to celebrate the New Year?
?Let the Yan family sit back and have a New Year's Eve dinner by themselves. Let's get up early on the first day of the new year and wait for Huai'an to bring the waiter to pay us New Year greetings. Look, I've even prepared red envelopes..."
Mrs. Tian looked along his hand and saw several red envelopes that were tightly packed and bulging, obviously containing a lot.
Her expression softened, and she took it over to take a closer look while speaking: "Our seniority is here, you can't miss it."
"No way, I asked someone to exchange it for the silver." Mr. Tian carefully opened one and showed it to her: "Everyone in the wealthy family likes this, beaten into small peanuts and small whitebait, it has a good meaning.
"
Mrs. Tian laughed.
"You finally did something that is dear to my heart." She changed the subject and added: "But I still can't agree to what you just said. It's still the same sentence, you can leave if you want."
Mr. Tian wanted to persuade him again, but Yan Laoer's voice sounded at the door of the room.
"Teacher, I'm ready. Let's go take a bath."
Mr. Tian opened the door and saw Yan Laoer holding a pile of clothes and a cloth towel on his shoulder.
He only glanced at it and said, "Didn't your wife just give me new clothes? Why do you still have them?"
Yan Laoer: "Teacher, this is my change of clothes. Let's wash them together. I'll rub your back. You can't reach the back."
The tone was so natural.
Not to mention Master Tian, Mrs. Tian's eyes widened in surprise.
Yan Laoer was worried that the water was cold, so he urged: "Teacher, please go over first and take a dip in the bucket while it's hot. It will relieve your fatigue. Madam, where are the teacher's clothes? Could you please look for them..."
Mrs. Tian hurriedly agreed: "Okay! Okay! I'll look for you right now."
She couldn't hold it back and pinched Mr. Tian with a low voice: "Master, why are you standing there in a daze? Go quickly!"
…
Master Tian soaked into the vat in a daze.
Yan Laoer was busy around.
I first separated my hair and washed it. It was such a big project. I didn’t dare to use a comb to open it directly after washing. I wrapped it with a cloth first.
He is very good at tying his hair, there is no way around it, he washes it frequently, practice makes perfect.
After washing his own, he started to work on Master Tian.
"Teacher, sit back, right, lean on the edge, tilt your head back..." Yan Laoer wetted Mr. Tian's hair while continuing to talk: "... Tell me about Mr. Cheng, I got it.
His teachings and guidance are just in time for the Chinese New Year. I gave his family a New Year gift. Isn’t this something that should be shared? If it’s something valuable, I won’t talk about it. Our family burns charcoal, pickled duck eggs, and the waiter and her
My mother took it very seriously and picked out the big ones one by one, including the cloth dyed by the waiter, and the candy I made myself. They were all home-made and not bought from outside...
No matter how hard it is, Mr. Cheng just won’t accept it. How can we take it over and get it back..."
"Hey! This Mr. Cheng is not willing to return the gift?" Mr. Tian is indeed a close friend, and he can see the essence through the surface at once.
"Ah?" Yan Laoer paused in the action of washing his hair: "Can't? Is this the reason?"
"Why not!" Mr. Tian blew his beard and glared: "I used to pick, but now I'm getting more and more picky! Didn't you just say that his second son always comes to your shop to buy recycled paper? It may not be used by the second kid from the Cheng family.
Yes, that's his father! I used the same paper to write letters to your teacher."
"I will bring some every time I go there," Yan Laoer said hurriedly.
When he went to seek advice, he didn't have the nerve to throw away other people's things. He had brought enough with him.
"That's it. The paper you leave for him is enough. No matter how much you leave, it will crush him to death. He is different from others. He is alone. Others are happy to receive gifts. He is just a burden.
You bring such a heavy gift, hahaha! He is probably worried to death and doesn’t know what to repay you, so why don’t he just push it out."
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I say Huai'an, I have scrubbed and washed this piece of hair for a long time. Is it really that dirty?" He didn't even change the place, he kept scrubbing it.
This place.
"Oh...I'm sorry, teacher, I was thinking about Mr. Cheng, so I forgot what I was doing..." Yan Laoer said very embarrassed.
What can Mr. Tian do other than forgive him? There is nothing to choose from as a student of his. He must be said to be just too good. He hasn't seen him for a while, so he is... panicking about it.
"Then since Mr. Cheng thinks the gift is too important, should I give him a simple one instead?" Yan Laoer asked.
"No, you don't have to worry about him from now on. Just ask your wife about everything and do whatever your wife says." His old wife knows how to treat him.
Yan Laoer washed it once, rinsed it thoroughly, and started washing it a second time from the beginning.
Mr. Tian felt a little embarrassed and asked coyly: "Why do you wash it again?"
"This time I'm using the shampoo made by my wife. Smell it, does it have a medicinal smell? It's boiled with medicinal materials to nourish your hair. You've got a lot of gray hair. Let's see if you can grow it back."
Yan Laoer massaged Mr. Tian's scalp seriously.
Mr. Tian's eyes were hot and he closed his eyes.
He just felt that his heart was full, making him sore and astringent.
Yan Laoer washed it for the second time and packaged his hair skillfully.
Feeling that it was time for his teacher to finish soaking, Yan Laoer gave the command unceremoniously and asked Mr. Tian to squat in the bucket and hold the edge of the bucket with his hand.
First wipe off the water, then wring out the cloth, and Yan Laoer starts rubbing it hard!
He can't keep his mouth shut.
"Teacher, what happened to the vigilante group my brother mentioned?"
Mentioning this, Mr. Tian temporarily put aside the rising shame and said slowly: "Your elder brother... has made full preparations. He is considerate in everything and has a temperament that can only be seen... God bless you! You...
"Why didn't you follow suit?
Then I thought about it, this is not something that can be learned. It can only be said that the ancestors of the Yan family are partial! They are all the same descendants, so why can't a bowl of water be equal?
"Me?" Yan Laoer rubbed his neck and said to Mr. Tian, "Teacher, look up."
Mr. Tian:......
Just do as you are told.
His face turned red.
Don't ask, it's just hot.
"You don't need to be like this, your elder brother is too tired." Mr. Tian said.
Yan Laoer nodded in agreement.
"The eldest brother has big ambitions and a big heart. I can't do it. I can just be a minor official to protect their mothers... Teacher, the second brother's godfather said that minor officials have no chance of promotion, as long as they have enough merit.
, can also go up, do you think I have a chance?"
Mr. Tian's vision gradually became clearer and he asked: "Do you want to become an official as a child?"
Yan Laoer started rubbing his arms.
He looked very serious and only showed Mr. Tian a slightly serious profile.
"Teacher, the waiter and his godfather pointed out a way for me. I said you should listen and see if you like it."
Mr. Tian hummed, seemingly casually, but in fact he listened intently with his ears raised.
"Civil officials pay attention to seniority and family background. I won't talk about the three top candidates. They are too far away. There are two Jinshi rankings below. There is a huge difference between the Jinshi family background and the same Jinshi family background!
You can also wait for an official position. The starting point is low and the upper limit is also low.
Not to mention scholars, in the eyes of officials, they are not even just starting out.
It is said that there are many unwritten customs in the officialdom.
It is difficult for an auxiliary officer to become a full-time chief officer...
I just got promoted this year, and I have to wait for a few more years before I can hope to move up...
It's no use having merit, you have to have both merit and enough qualifications...
Teacher, it’s really difficult to get promoted in the civil service profession!”
Mr. Tian pondered and said: "It's not like there are no exceptions..."
Yan Laoer said hurriedly: "I know, I know, there is such a stunningly talented and beautiful person in the Emperor's Heart, not to mention three liters a year, three liters a day will do, it all depends on the Sacred Heart, but teacher, it's still the same sentence, leave us
It's too far away. You don't know your students yet. Their qualifications are limited, so they are not the material to do great things.
I am not good at learning. If I stick to the civil service, it will be difficult for me to move up!
But if I think about it differently, if I were a scholar, no, even a child, it would be much easier to be a general and get promoted as a military attache."
Yan Laoer spoke quickly: "What do you think they rely on for promotion? Military merit! There is no need to study for any qualifications. As long as the military merit is enough, I can keep getting promoted... Of course, I didn't think so big,
However, after dealing with General Xue Qi for a while, I found that his internal affairs are quite chaotic. I can't lead troops to fight, but I am definitely capable of doing these internal affairs tasks. Not all people in the army are brave and good at fighting. Everyone has their own abilities.
Well, they also have some people who are more clerical..."
Master Tian understood.
In short, his students felt that promotion was easier with military attachés.
He couldn't study well and had no hope in the imperial examination. The prince and his father-in-law gave him a little advice and he was able to clear up the clouds and see the light of day!
Nonsense!
As a teacher, and his eldest brother, don't they think of this? You, an old eunuch, must give you guidance.
"God bless!" Master Tian wrapped his head, his back and arms were rubbed red, but he still looked upright and said solemnly: "It is about your future, you need to think carefully, abandoning literature and embracing martial arts, it is not
Just say it, you have the ambition to make progress, I am very happy to be your teacher, but don’t act too hastily, we will discuss everything in the long run.”
Mr. Tian used a drag technique.
He decided not to leave!
New Year's Eve and New Year's Eve at Yan's house!
"God bless! Give me the towel, I will do it myself." Mr. Tian took the towel and quickly washed it on his body.
You can't do it randomly, his students are watching, you have to scrub yourself clean step by step and very quickly.
"Teacher, why are you so anxious? Go into the bucket here and soak for a while. I just poured the boiling hot water on purpose. The water temperature is just right now." Yan Laoer was testing the temperature with his hands. Mr. Tian on the other side had already used the hot water on the side.
A small bucket, filled with water and poured it on myself.
Mr. Tian: What's the hurry? What's his hurry?!
He is anxious to find Yan Huaiwen!
Listen to these words from your brother.
If you don't care about this brother, he will join the army!
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Yan Huaiwen and Yan Xiangheng had just come out of the shower.
Both sides proceed simultaneously.
Needless to say, the Yan family has quite a few large bathtubs.
Before his hair could even be let loose, Mr. Tian wrapped his hair all the way and rushed to Yan Huaiwen's house.
Yan Xiangheng:……
He exited with a wink and closed the door.
Yan Huaiwen's face did not change when he saw Mr. Tian's disgraceful behavior.
After hearing his explanation of his purpose, Yan Huaiwen slowly frowned.
The two sat facing each other and said nothing for a long time.
…
"Brother, is Master in the uncle's room?" Yan Yu found Yan Xiangheng and asked.
"Yes, yes." Yan Xiangheng replied.
Yan Yu chuckled and leaned over quietly.
Yan Xiangheng slapped his forehead, walked a few steps to catch up with her, and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoer, what are you doing?"
Yan Yu blinked at her elder brother.
The silence speaks.
Brother, you know.
Yan Xiangheng only stopped her because he knew it.
"One year is about to turn over, and you are one year older. You can't be the same as before... Mr. Tian may have some official business to talk to dad."
Inconvenient to listen to.
Yan Yu lowered his voice and said: "It's not a business matter, it's my father's business. Brother, aren't you curious? What happened to my father that made Master so anxious that he rushed over to find my uncle without waiting for a moment?"
