Yan Laoer: I feel like my life has reached its peak!
How did he take the exam and what did he write?
Yan Laoer's mind went blank at this time.
This state of confusion lasted until UConn woke him up.
"Dong Weng! Dong Weng! Today we have to go to the palace on a mission." Kang Yinli reminded from the side.
"That's right, hurry up and don't lose time." Yan Laoer turned around quickly and wanted to climb onto the bullock cart. His brain seemed to have lost contact with his legs. He didn't know which leg to get on first, left or right.
Yan Yu saw this and pushed her father from behind.
Her father's face almost came into close contact with the car floor.
"Dad, hurry up, I'm the first one there every day." Yan Yu urged.
Kang Yinli naturally sat in the front seat.
He didn't know how to drive a car before, but since arriving at Yan's house, he has learned a lot without realizing it.
It's easy to catch a train.
It's just that Dong Weng likes to do everything by himself. He rarely gets to be in the driving position, which is rare today.
He understands Dong Weng's state all too well.
This has to happen, it will be fine after a while.
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"Xiao Er! Xiao Er! Where is your father?!" Liang Manshan's face was red, his eyes were shining, and the corners of his mouth had not moved down. He looked very excited.
Yan Yu always looked at the list from the back to the front, so naturally she saw her Uncle Liang's name, so she clasped her fists and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Uncle Liang, why did Uncle Liang come here? My father just left."
"I met some fellow scholars and chatted for a few words. I was talking about going to pay my respects to my teacher. How come your father is not the first one? Where did he go? When will he come back? Speaking of which, we just immersed ourselves in studying and talked about each other.
We are not very familiar with each other, so I just took this opportunity to get to know each other..."
Yan Yu then talked about her father going to the palace as an errand today.
Liang Manshan said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, look at me, what your father told me has actually been forgotten!"
Yan Yuxin said it was understandable. Uncle Liang, you are in a much better state than my father was in just now. At least you can communicate normally.
My dad just lost his voice...
Liang Manshan looked to the side and saw that Yan Xiangheng was there.
"Xiang Heng, let's go and get acquainted with uncle..."
Yan Xiangheng originally wanted to go to Huju with Yan Yu, but before he could say anything, he was dragged away by Liang Manshan.
Yan Yu thought for a while, then quickly caught up, took out two taels of silver and stuffed it into Yan Xiangheng's hand.
"Brother, we'll buy whatever they want. Don't skimp on the money. If it's not enough, we'll pay the shop's account."
Yan Xiangheng took the silver and nodded with a smile: "Brother knows."
Dad is in charge of the house, but his father is not in charge of the second uncle's house. The second uncle is also busy and the second housekeeper... It has always been like this. Yan Xiangheng is used to it, and he doesn't think there is any problem in receiving money from secondhand since he was a child.
Yan's shop now has this card.
The British Prince's Palace bought a large amount of charcoal from the Yanjia Charcoal Farm to help the victims. The people did not trace the source, but the news spread to all the merchants in Yongning City.
Yan Yu took advantage of this gust of wind to let out the news that there was still a large amount of firewood in the Yanjia charcoal farm. Before other charcoal farms could react, he took out the goods with his backhand and let go of the goods, catching them off guard.
With unlimited firewood and a small amount of charcoal every day, the price of charcoal was forced down.
When there was a shortage of charcoal in the market, everyone gritted their teeth and endured the high price of charcoal. Now there is a comparison with Yan's store. At the same price, you must buy Yan's rather than other stores.
Yan Yu expected that those companies would engage in a price war to compete for the market.
She would accompany others to fight.
You can lower the price by yourself. You can lower the price by ten cents, and I can lower the price by thirty cents at a time.
If you dare to drop thirty-five cents, I will dive fifty cents for you.
In just two days, the price of a hundred kilograms of charcoal went from one to two to three, but Yan Yusheng suppressed it back to less than one to two.
Those charcoal farms changed their strategies and stopped shipping any goods.
Right now, Yan's Shop really has a monopoly on the charcoal business in Yongning City.
No one robbed her house.
Charcoal farm bosses: come out, come out as you like!
Yanjia Charcoal Farm has no interruption in supply and continues to supply firewood to the entire Yongning City.
The pressure is really great.
Fortunately, the common people received the charcoal relief from the palace. Even though charcoal now only costs nine cents and seventy-eight cents per hundred pounds, they are still reluctant to part with it. They buy more firewood and the retail quantity is still within control.
It's those big people who are really annoying.
It's like several thousand kilograms or tens of thousands. I really think her charcoal farm has so much inventory!
Yan Yu borrowed the palace's banner for a moment, and in a vague way, hinted to those people that the palace would not allow bulk shipments...
Haha! The effect is surprisingly good.
Only the merchants on the street, Yan Yu, have maintained stable shipments.
To open the door, use charcoal, and using charcoal means opening the door.
She knew that at times like this, it was more important to ensure stability on the streets.
Even if it is false prosperity.
There is a huge difference in nature between things being too expensive and unaffordable, and having nothing to buy.
Except for Li Xuemei, no one in the family knows about Yan Yu's dazzling series of operations.
Yan Yu had been preparing for this charcoal war without gunpowder for a long time.
Yes, like other charcoal farm owners, she can make money with little effort.
But this money is very hot.
Yan Yu had to stand and straighten her back.
The current market seems peaceful and stable, but in fact there are great hidden dangers.
The charcoal farm owners are all waiting to see Yan's store's joke.
Yan Yu looks calm on the outside and does whatever she needs to do, but on the inside she is worried to death.
She held a large sum of living money in her hand, but it could not fill the emptiness in her heart.
She is empty! She is empty!
She is really empty and hollow!
By the way, eldest brother, when are you going to Xizhou? If you don’t go, she won’t be able to hold on anymore!
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"Yan Huaian?"
"The students are here." Yan Laoer stood up straight, but his eyelids were drooped, not daring to look around.
How excited is the top scholar? As soon as he entered the prince's palace, he just made a report in the accounting room and said hello to the general accounting office. Before he could say a few words, the waiter and his godfather sent someone to mention him to the prince...
...Everything about excitement has subsided, mainly because of nervousness, extremely nervous.
I was nervous, maybe, and a little bit embarrassed.
His Uncle Wang was outside giving him some advice, including his papers and drafts. Yes, the important point was the drafts. The prince had actually read them all!
Yan Laoer:......
Extremely confused inside.
Really, he thought that the drafts would be destroyed or sealed, so that no one could see them except himself. Oh, by the way, it was an accident that the prefect saw them during the prefectural examination.
After Yan Laoer went back and had some silence, he found that it was okay.
The pinnacle work is not just a boast, but even the drafts are written at an extremely high level.
He even felt a little bit happy about being seen.
But this hospital test was different.
It was really about letting yourself go and writing whatever came to mind.
His hands were sore from writing the draft. How many drafts did he write?
It’s so exciting...like eight? Or...nine?
"Tell me here... Is it really feasible to grow mushrooms in winter?" The King of England is so pragmatic, why should he ask people to come over to check their appearance first? If they look pleasing to the eye, just say a few words, and if they look shabby, just leave immediately.
He is not such a superficial person.
Yan Laoer answered seriously.
I was afraid that if I didn't say it carefully, the prince wouldn't understand.
The King of England listened to him speak for a long time first slowly, then normally, and then very fast.
Where did the mushrooms come from? Speaking of the differences between mushrooms, winter mushrooms are more adaptable to low temperatures than ordinary mushrooms. How did you come up with the idea of trying to grow mushrooms? His wife was pregnant and couldn't go out, so she burned the house every day.
I was so tired that I wanted to eat some green vegetable leaves. I started growing vegetables at home, which was quite successful. I lived for most of it, and then I wanted to try to see if I could also grow some mushrooms...
The King of England immediately saw the Yan Huaian in front of him and the Yan Huaian who wrote the draft.
He glanced at the boy beside him and fixed his gaze on the teapot.
The boy knew the opportunity and quickly poured a cup of tea and brought it to Yan Laoer.
"Huai'an, take a sip of tea to moisten your throat. Let's stop talking and talk slowly." The King of England said kindly.
After all, Yan Laoer had seen a lot of the world, so he took it with a smile: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"I have some impressions of the Donggu you mentioned. It seems that I have eaten it. If it can grow quickly and harvest, it will be a blessing to the people of Guanzhou!" The King of England sighed.
"Your Majesty, it's not that simple." Yan Laoer whispered.
"Speak out boldly and tell us what the difficulties are. Let's think of a solution together." The King of England stood up from his seat as he spoke, walked to the chair next to Yan Laoer and sat down. He pointed to the other one and said, "You also
sit."
Yan Laoer raised his eyes and saw that the prince had a sincere face and a friendly expression. He gritted his teeth, thanked him, and sat down boldly.
"Just talking about the temperature, it is not easy to keep it in a range suitable for mushroom growth..."
"Interval?" The prince heard it strangely, but he could still understand what it meant after careful examination.
"You keep talking."
What is Yan Laoer talking about? What he just said was detailed enough. Besides, it is also a cliché. It is the same as before.
"If it's convenient, Your Majesty, why not come to our village and have a look." Yan Laoer boldly invited.
The King of England nodded and said: "I am going there. In addition to Mugu, I also want to see the igloo..."
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"Uncle, is this prince leaving just as he says?" Yan Laoer has not yet adapted to the neatness of the King of England.
"You don't need to prepare anything when traveling incognito. You just lift your legs and leave." Wang Deshan said with a smile: "Counting the time, we will almost have lunch when we get to the village. Is it convenient at home?"
"It's not inconvenient. You can catch fish by digging an ice hole in the river. I also have some vegetables and other things in the cellar of my house. I can make soup, grill the whole fish, and fry two plates of fresh meat picked from the mountains. That's it."
Now." When Yan Laoer talked about what he was good at, his mouth was faster than his brain and he didn't even have to think about it.
After finishing it, I felt something was wrong.
Yan Laoer humbly asked for advice: "Uncle, are these all right? Can the prince get used to them?"
"I'm used to it." Wang Deshan said in a soft voice: "Whatever your family usually eats, just give it to the prince. The prince's taste is just like that of Guanzhou. Don't mention it, he eats more food in your house than in the house."
The cooking is more palatable."
"Uncle, the prince seems to be quite arrogant." Yan Laoer whispered.
Wang Deshan glared at him.
Yan Laoer quickly shut up.
…
Yan Huaiwen touched the notebook in his hand, wanting to write something.
The book looked familiar to Yan Yu, and when he took a closer look, it was not the book that his uncle used to keep accounts for his father!
What does it mean for uncle to find out now?
Are you asking dad to pay the bill?
No, no!
Uncle, don’t you want me to write down that my father won the first place in the scholar examination?
She really, inexplicably came up with this idea.
The more they look, the more they look alike!
Heart scratching!
I really want to confirm it!
But how to get the uncle's notebook is almost impossible!
"Uncle, the price of charcoal in Yongning City has been driven down by us. If I don't have enough money and want to stock up on charcoal, I won't sell it. It only covers the cost of the shops on the street. Those charcoal farms are no longer shipping. They all rely on
Our family..." Yan Yu said pitifully: "Uncle, the waiter is under a lot of pressure!"
"Your Majesty is about to go to Xizhou to buy coal. As soon as the coal arrives, everything will be solved. Don't worry." Yan Huaiwen said warmly.
My mind is still immersed in the joy of my younger brother passing the exam to become a scholar.
Number one?!
What a surprise.
As for Heng'er, second place is also very good.
"Your father went to the palace?" Yan Huaiwen asked.
Yan Yu: "Well, dad said he couldn't delay for half a day, otherwise he wanted to come in person to tell the master and uncle the good news. The eldest brother was also coming, but Uncle Liang stopped him temporarily. By the way, Uncle Liang also passed the exam.
... He said he wanted to get together with the talented people who were present at the event."
"Tell your father that it would be best to go to Xizhou with the prince," Yan Huaiwen said.
"Going to Xizhou to buy coal?" Yan Yu rolled his eyes: "Uncle, are you worried that the coal is not easy to buy?"
But there’s nothing he can do if he’s gone. The top scholar freshly produced in Guanzhou won’t be able to eat in Xizhou, right?
"If you buy it, you should be able to buy it back." Yan Huaiwen said softly: "I'm worried that the prince is unsophisticated and will be deceived."
Yan Yu:……
"Uncle, that's not the case. Can there be some fake lake over there in Xizhou to entertain us?"
This is a transaction between the palace and the palace. It would be too ugly to do this.
"It will take a few days here, and there will be difficulties there. We are in a hurry when it comes to buying coal. Xizhou is not in a hurry." Yan Huaiwen paused for a moment and then said: "I am always worried about Beirong. This cold disaster will affect Beirong."
Rong will not sit still and wait for death after being hit by the disaster. There has been no movement for a long time. I am worried that... the coal from Xizhou... will flow into Beirong..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yan Yu’s eyes widened!
Good guy!
She saw it with her own eyes.
As for her uncle, it’s all—fuck—guessing!
What kind of brain is this?
Yes, this is the brain of the future powerful minister, no, the IQ!
So accurate! So accurate!
Woohoo! Uncle, please accept the knee from your niece.
"Uncle, if Xizhou really sells...gives...whatever it is and transports coal to Beirong, what should we do?" Yan Yu asked the question that he had been thinking about for a long time.
At this moment, she urgently wanted to know what her uncle was thinking.
Yan Huaiwen did not speak immediately.
His fingers tapped lightly on the table.
Yan Yu knew that this was his uncle's habitual action when he was thinking.
When the fingers stop tapping, it means that the uncle has made a decision.
The knocking stops.
Yan Yu stared at him without blinking, her heart beating a few minutes faster.
Yan Huaiwen smiled lightly.
"There is no evidence of unusual movements in Xizhou, so we cannot move."
Yan Yu was not disappointed, she knew that her uncle had more to come.
"But the Beirong... are our sworn enemies in Guanzhou. If necessary, why not be afraid of a fight!"
From her uncle's indifferent voice, she heard the ferocious sound of an iron horse.
Yan Yu's breathing became rapid.
"Uncle, can we go out and fight? This cold disaster is really a good opportunity. It's hard for us, and it's even harder for them. As long as we can overcome it, fight over, and kill them by surprise, our food and their cattle will be taken away."
The sheep, horses, and those kidnapped Guanzhou people, uncle, we can all get them back!"
Yan Yu's voice was exciting and passionate: "If the enemy is weak, I will be strong; if the enemy is weaker, I will be stronger!"
"Uncle, I really don't care about Beirong's cattle and sheep. Beating them is really useful...it can weaken the enemy and strengthen myself...Uncle..."
Yan Huaiwen touched her head and said warmly: "Little brother, don't worry, uncle understands." If you like the book-traveling life of the Xianyu family, please save it: (www.sodu777.net) The book-traveling life of the Xianyu family search and read novel website
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