Chapter 94 Yan Song: Friendship between gentlemen is as light as water
In the end, with the help of the house servants, he and the adults managed to escape, and the duck was also taken to another small courtyard by the house servants.
He Shen and Yan Shifan were sitting on the patio of the small courtyard, under the shade of the apricot tree, on an Eight Immortals table set up with the help of the servants.
This is what the adults requested. After all, the ducks are gone, so we can enjoy the pastoral scenery.
"Uncle He Shi, I'm so sorry..." Yan Shifan smiled bitterly and offered a gold wire cup, which contained clear light yellow tea that was steaming.
"It doesn't matter."
Mr. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with the silk cloth brought by the servant, shook the leaves on his body, and said with a dry smile: "I have rough skin and thick flesh, so it's okay. Just don't hurt Prime Minister Yan."
After all, it was Liu Quan who bought the duck, so I still feel a little guilty.
But he was also quite puzzled. The green-headed duck looked fine that day, so why did he go crazy after staying at Yan's house for the past few days?
A gust of cool wind blew, and Goosebumps appeared on Mr. He's back. He turned his head and glanced at the small courtyard behind him. Somehow, the small courtyard that originally seemed sunny, comfortable and peaceful was inexplicably eerie at this moment.
"Haha~"
He laughed dryly, then turned back to look at Yan Shifan: "I wonder where Mr. Yan cooks?"
"How about we go take a look and help Yan Xiangda?"
Yan Shifan was a little helpless: "My father said he would cook for you himself, but even I wasn't allowed to help."
He Shen's eyes lit up, and he felt that the gloomy atmosphere in the small courtyard had been diluted a lot. He didn't expect that Yan Laozha would be so sincere this time.
"But if we don't want to help, it shouldn't hurt to go over and have a look." Yan Shifan added.
"Yes, it doesn't hurt to take a look!"
He Shen was extremely curious, he really wanted to see Yan Song cooking.
But as soon as the two of them finished speaking, they heard the courtyard door creaking open. Yan Song was wearing a woolen green cloth straight skirt, and a frayed burlap white apron in front of him.
"It turns out that your Excellency and I have already arrived! It's really rude of me not to go out to greet you."
He had a gentle smile on his face. As soon as he entered the door, he looked at He Shen up and down, at the table, and at the attendant Liu Quan standing behind He Shen... to see if they had brought anything.
He Shen immediately stood up with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "How can I be so virtuous and capable? Can I trouble you, Prime Minister Yan, to personally cook for me?"
He also had a gentle smile on his fat face, and he was also looking at Yan Song.
The sharp-eyed Master He immediately noticed the flour and light water stains on Yan Xiang's apron and cuffs, which made him even more happy.
The two of them looked at each other and laughed meaningfully several times, leaving Yan Shifan behind the table confused.
"Sit down! Dad, Uncle He Shi, sit down!"
Yan Shifan still hurried forward and invited them to sit at the table: "Dad, are you tired from work? Drink tea, drink tea quickly!"
"You still have some conscience!" Yan Song glared at his fat son. Although his words were harsh, he still took the tea cup and took a sip.
"Look what you said, how could your son not be respectful to you?" Yan Shifan smiled and allowed his father to push him away.
In fact, he was also looking forward to it. After all, since he was a child, even when his family was at its worst, there were still a few servants at his disposal. Even if Yan Shifan's mother Ouyang cooked, she would never let Yan Song cook.
This was also the first time Yan Shifan ate food cooked by Yan Song.
He Shen looked at this scene with a smile, and finally took the opportunity to interject: "I came to visit you rashly today. I have prepared a small gift. I hope Prime Minister Yan will accept it. Don't refuse!"
As he spoke, he pushed the oil paper bag on the table over.
Well, although the jujube cake fell to the ground just now, it only broke the hemp rope on it. Taking advantage of the time when talking just now, the adults and I were clever and tied it again.
In fact, Yan Song had noticed this thing a long time ago. It was placed alone on the table, which was very conspicuous.
It’s just that he had been wondering before and had never heard of gold or silver wrapped in oil paper!
Could it be some kind of antique jade or something like that?
"That's so polite, sir!"
Yan Song smiled and shook his head: "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, so why should I bring anything with you?"
After saying that, he took the oil paper bag from He Shen's hand.
The moment he got the thing, Yan Song froze.
Because both in terms of texture and weight, this thing is very wrong.
"It's just two taels of jujube cake. It doesn't count. It's fine as long as Prime Minister Yan likes it." He Shen said that it was all trivial, just a sprinkle of water.
The smile on Yan Song's face suddenly froze.
???
Jujube cake? Only two taels?
You can’t even bear a pound??
"Prime Minister Yan has been busy for so long, he must be hungry, right?"
He Shen kindly reached out and untied the hemp rope on it, and said with a smile: "Try to see if it's sweet or not!"
Yan Song wanted to slap the bag of jujube cakes on his fat face, but he clenched his fists and held back.
Why do these two taels of jujube cake cost twenty or thirty cents?
What's wrong with the jujube cake? You have to accept it on behalf of the master??
Yan Shifan on the side was also shocked, Damn it, Uncle He Shi, don't play with me?
Just a small jade Buddha, do you want to get rid of it? The layout is too small!
Of course He Shen wouldn't be greedy for a jade Buddha, he just forgot.
Fortunately, Liu Quan kept reminding him with his winks from behind, and He Shen finally remembered.
"Liu Quan, why are you still standing there??"
He Shen stared and threw the pot to Liu Quan again: "Where is the other generous gift I prepared for Prime Minister Yan?"
A generous gift? And a generous gift?
Yan Song was startled and his expression softened slightly.
Liu Quan hurriedly took out a small red wooden box from his sleeve and handed it to He Shen: "Here it is, Master!"
He Shen opened it with a smile, revealing a small jade Buddha of suet-fat white jade placed on red silk cloth, crystal clear and warm.
"I heard that Prime Minister Yan's wife worshiped Buddha, so I specially prepared a jade Buddha, and please Prime Minister Yan not to refuse."
Yan Shifan twitched the corner of his mouth, "You are really thoughtful. You knew that my mother was worshiping the Buddha, so you specially prepared this jade Buddha."
But before he could say anything, he felt the look in his father's eyes.
Yan Shifan did not dare to neglect, and pretended to look at the Jade Buddha in the box, and then secretly showed his five fingers to his father from an angle that He Shen could not see.
Five thousand taels.
"Hahaha~"
Yan Song took the wooden box with a smile, pressed it under his hand, and said with emotion: "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water! Why do you and I need to be so open to each other?"
"Master, don't fall into the cliché!"
He Shen also laughed with him, but he smiled sideways at Yan Shifan who was standing aside, feeling that this kid really had something.
Otherwise, why did Yan Song look like a Sima just now, but now he is smiling when he sees this little jade Buddha?
Yan Song was full of energy at this moment, and he even spoke in a higher tone, shouting to the outside of the hospital: