Traitors of the Manchu dynasty, why do you make me an emperor through the ages Chapter 92 Do the people in Lao Yan's family suffer from any serious illness?
Chapter 92 Do the people in Lao Yan's family suffer from any serious illness?
Yan Song was finally persuaded.
The table of dishes he ate with He Shen at Xinghe Building was not worth a thousand taels of silver. Looking at it this way, treating He Shen to dinner was a sure-fire deal!
"Um……"
Yan Song's face turned bright and he nodded slowly: "As the left prime minister, I really can't break my promise to others, and I happen to have some official business to discuss with Mr. He today."
"Ask Yan Yi to tell the family that I will invite He Shen over for dinner today at noon!
"Dad, you finally figured it out..."
Yan Shifan burst into tears, and his great cause of making money has taken another step forward!
He wiped his nose, stood up immediately and walked out.
"Dad, I'll ask someone to prepare the food right now!"
"Wait a minute!"
Yan Song stretched out his hand to stop him: "No need for you, I will come in person!"
"Ah?" Yan Shifan was startled, his fat face full of disbelief: "Dad, do you really plan to cook by yourself??"
"Of course!"
Yan Song nodded: "I told you not to break your promise to others. If you say you will cook by yourself, you must cook by yourself!"
There was a big question mark in Yan Shifan's small one eye.
"Dad, since I was a child, I have never eaten anything you cooked!" He actually started to get jealous.
"You can eat it today." Yan Song said expressionlessly.
"Okay! Dad!"
Yan Shifan happily agreed, saying in his heart that today is a double blessing: "I will have people prepare the ingredients right now. I'm sure they will get them for you if they fly in the sky, run underground, or swim in the water!"
"No need."
Yan Song said expressionlessly: "I can just go to the backyard and pick it myself."
"How many dishes are there in your backyard? Are you making nine-vegetable banquet noodles?"
Yan Shifan couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Besides, you can't have a meal without any meat, right? Do you want to stew that duck in the yard?"
Speaking of ducks, Yan Song finally frowned.
"Don't eat that duck! That duck is crazy. It spends all day digging grass at the base of the wall. I even saw it chewing on the bark of an apricot tree!"
"Find a doctor to come and take a look at it."
Yan Shifan opened his mouth, wanting to complain, but he didn't know where to start.
"Dad, that duck is not crazy, he is hungry!"
"You don't even want to feed bean bran. After the ducks have eaten the grass in the yard, don't they have to chew the bark?"
It's okay to be able to gnaw, but the duck couldn't gnaw at the critical moment. It was almost too hungry to look like a duck.
Yan Song was startled: "I feed the duck leftovers every day, how can it be possible for it to starve?"
"father……"
Yan Shifan said feebly: "How many grains of rice are left in your bowl?"
Yan Song was angry: "I said it is sick, it is sick! You go find the doctor quickly!"
"Okay, son, go right away."
Yan Shifan walked out the door listlessly. He had to sneak over to feed the ducks in the future.
However, Yan Shifan forgot to care about the ingredients for cooking when the duck interrupted him.
A few years later, whenever Yan Shifan recalled this moment, he still regretted it and wanted to slap himself...
On the other side, Hefu.
He Shen had just sent a message to Yongshou County to inquire about Changsun Wuji, when he received another message from the Yan Mansion.
He Shen was wearing a simple red-purple silk gown, a black melon cap on his head, and a green gemstone ring on his hand. He was dressed like an ordinary rich man, and seemed a little unbelievable: "Yan Song wants to treat me to dinner today."
?”
Yan Yi answered honestly: "What our master said is that we happened to have time at noon today, so we came here to invite you to the appointment."
"good!"
He Shen suddenly stood up and said with a smile: "Today is a double blessing!"
"Go back to Prime Minister Yan, I will definitely visit on time today!!"
"Thank you, sir." Yan Yi received the reply and hurriedly ran back.
He Shen didn't waste much time, called Liu Quan and went out in a sedan chair.
"Master, we can't go empty-handed, right?" Liu Quan reminded tactfully: "You have to bring something with you, how do you mean?"
"What do you mean?"
He Shen opened the curtain on the sedan window, looked at Liu Quan outside the sedan, and frowned slightly: "It seems to be the same thing."
It's rude to come to the door empty-handed.
The scorching sun was high in the sky, and I glanced at the busy street, and immediately stopped at a stall buying snacks.
"Liu Quan, go and weigh two taels of jujube cake."
"Okay! Master!" Liu Quan ran over in a hurry.
If you have money, you have money, and He Shen is not the kind of person who makes money quickly.
He was here to get some money today, not to be taken advantage of.
Mr. and I were stroking our bellies in the sedan chair, guessing what Yan Song's nine dishes should be, and regretting that he had eaten too much in the palace in the morning.
Suddenly, the sedan was stopped outside.
"You don't have any eyes! Dare you stop us and your Excellency's sedan chair?"
Liu Quan suddenly rushed past the sedan.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my nephew really has something to say today and I bumped into Uncle He Shi. I hope you can forgive me." The man seemed to be apologizing with a smile.
Liu Quan seemed to be surprised when he saw the man, and said with a smile: "I wonder who it is, it turns out to be the young prime minister!"
He Shen also frowned slightly, stood up and walked out of the sedan.
When he opened the sedan curtain, he saw a fat, one-eyed white man wearing white silk and Duan Gua standing in front of the sedan, chatting and laughing with Liu Quan.
"Uncle He Shi, my nephew wishes you well." Yan Shifan bowed respectfully.
He stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man, and He Shen also smiled and got off the sedan: "Hurry up, my dear nephew, what a coincidence. I was about to go to your house for dinner at your father's invitation, and I met you now."
Yan Shifan said to himself that it was no coincidence at all, I came here specifically to wait for you.
"Do you want to go home? Come up and go with us. My sedan is quite big..."
Yan Shifan also had a bright smile on his fat face: "Then my nephew, it's better to be respectful than to obey."
The two got on the sedan and continued to sway forward. Yan Shifan then revealed the reason for his visit: "Uncle Shi, actually, my nephew knows that you are going to find my father, so I came here to wait for you."
"Oh?" He Shen looked at this nephew who was fatter than himself in puzzlement.
Yan Shifan struggled for a while, but he still said coyly: "Uncle Shi, I wonder if you brought anything for my father when you went to my house this time?"
"Of course I brought it!"
Heshen did not doubt that he was there, and pointed to a small oil paper package on the table and said: "I weighed two taels of jujube cake for your father. It is very sweet."
Yan Shifan twitched the corner of his mouth and said to himself that it was lucky that I had prepared a little extra, otherwise something bad would have happened today!
"Uncle Shi..."
He groaned and held it in for a long time. Seeing that He Shen was almost impatient, he blushed and said, "My nephew has a cruel request."
Yan Shifan took out a jade Buddha carved from suet-fat jade from his small bag. It was thick in texture, crystal clear and moist. At first glance, it was a rare and top-quality jade Buddha.
"Uncle Shi will see my father later and ask you to give him this piece of jade, saying that this is a gift you brought."
He Shen:???
Are all the people in your Lao Yan family suffering from some serious illness?