The Yunzhong Junhou Mansion in Xinlingfang has now become a signboard. When passing by, many people crossed their hands and saluted at the plaque from a distance. It was just a simple action, but it made people get off the bullock cart.
Yan Shu was greatly envious.
What kind of family would allow the people in Tokyo to bow like this?
Of course, Yan Shu himself knew why. Ye An took the longevity money and longevity money released by the Daxiangguo Temple. This matter was spread in Tokyo. Who didn't know that the fledgling Yunzhong Commandery had offended the clan?
But how many people know that these two sums of money are a huge burden on many families?!
Although Yan Shu announced that the respect Ye An's family received from the people, in his opinion, it could not be compared with the respect that scholar-bureaucrats received after unfurling their robes for the country and the people.
After all, he, Ye An, bought this respect with money. How can it be compared with governing a country?
But he doesn't know that this is actually the most direct way to win people's hearts. Who among the people in Tokyo now mentions the Yunzhong County Prince's Mansion and doesn't give a thumbs up to praise benevolence and righteousness, and at the same time, a compliment can make money?!
It is not difficult for a careful person to discover that Ye An only made a profit when he took over the business of Daxiangguo Temple. After all, he could still recover the money and it was not wasted. Besides, there was still money, so no one could escape.
Those families who really couldn't exchange for money were almost all recruited by the Hou Mansion. They didn't know what to do in the village outside the city, but they could go home for two days every five days. Everyone's face was red, and some even had some clothes.
The money he got back was not much, but it was enough for his expenses. Two days later, he happily locked the broken door of his house and left.
Even if others asked about it, they would just shake their heads and say nothing. They would just praise the goodness of Yunzhong Junhou and the benevolence and righteousness of the Marquis Mansion.
After a long time, someone naturally inquired about the news, saying that those families, men, women, old and young, were arranged to work in Zhuangzi. As for what they were doing, there were all kinds of things. Some said they were making woodware, some said they were farming, and so on.
Some people actually say that they are reading and literacy, which is puzzling.
After getting used to it, no one asked about such nonsensical information. He was just a Zhuangzi, what could he do? I am afraid that the Yunzhong Lord was embarrassed to make people think that he had wronged these poor people and wanted to give himself
Leave a reputation for kindness and support them with money.
But Yan Shu knew that the young marquis in front of him would never do this. He had not met him much before and just believed him. Now that he has seen his ability, if he thinks so again, he is a real fool.
As soon as he followed Ye An into the Hou Mansion, he saw a strong man basking in the sun next to the ear room, and at the same time talking to the lean man under the hanging flower door.
When he saw the host, he immediately shouted loudly: "Xiao Langjun, the meat buns made by my wife are so delicious!"
Ye An's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He kicked the small stool under the porch and shouted at the top of his lungs: "The fried buns made by Madam are so delicious! If you say this again next time, let me
You can never go to Widow Zhang’s house to buy wine!”
Hou San smiled and scolded Tieniu, and then came over with a wooden barrel. After seeing Yan Shu's official power, he hesitated a little and did not dare to step forward.
Ye An frowned and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it. Everything is ready?"
Hou San immediately handed the bucket over as if taking credit for it, almost hitting Ye An's head: "Master Hou, you see, my mother and mother-in-law made this last night, do you want to try it?"
In Yan Shu's confusion, Ye An opened the wooden cover and fished it out with a copper spoon. It took a lot of effort to pull out the contents of the bucket, so Yan Shu immediately exclaimed...
He had never seen such a bright yellow caramel. The caramel was stretched so long that it was steaming in the air. The crystal clear caramel gradually became thinner and finally broke like hair.
Ye An picked a little with his fingers and put it into his mouth. After a long time, he said: "Bring me a bowl and find a small stove and a smooth porcelain plate!"
Yan Shu on the side was finally moved: "It seems that Yan can't get rid of the kudzu powder. I never thought that the servants in Yehou's mansion would just get a bucket of malt sugar!"
Ye An smiled: "What kind of maltose? How could there be so much wheat for him? It's sucrose. Didn't you see that the color is different? Although the taste is somewhat similar, it is really not the same thing."
Yan Shu shook his head: "Even this is amazing. When I heard that Ye Hou was getting married, the Daxiangguo Temple took away three large boxes of sucrose and honey. Now the price of sugar in Tokyo has risen horribly.
No one in Yan’s family dares to use it more!”
Ye An glanced at Yan Shu, who was not pretentious, and after making sure that he was not interested in his cane sugar, he curled his lips slightly and said: "You are really stingy. You can't buy what you want with a monthly salary of nearly 100 yuan? You are reluctant to spend money.
That’s it!”
Yan Shu shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly: "Living in Kyoto is not easy!"
This is true. Prices in Tokyo are not low. Although they are not very high in Ye An's opinion, they cannot even be compared with those of later capitals. However, in this era of backward productivity, consumption levels are often severely polarized, and the market
Most of the goods on board are like this.
Sichuan brocade costs a piece of gold, linen cloth costs twenty cents a piece, and Gebu costs eighteen cents a piece. You can find them all. As long as you have money, you can always buy what you need.
Qin Mumu couldn't look at it anymore. A pair of silver hooks hooked her cuffs, and she came out covered in flour, including her hair and face. When she saw the middle-aged uncle next to Ye An, her excited little face suddenly changed.
I lost interest.
After looking up and down, he knelt down to Yan Shu and said, "You are so polite!"
"Yan Shu has met Mr. Yangcheng County!" Fortunately, Yan Shu was frightened by her "respectable appearance" and was at a loss for words. He could only salute with his hands crossed, while covering his embarrassed face with his big sleeves.
"Why does Yan Shu look like this? I thought that someone who could write "A new song with new lyrics and a glass of wine, the same weather as last year's pavilion" should be handsome, but how could he be a middle-aged uncle?!"
Ye An rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, he is already in his thirties. Besides, ancient people still had long beards. Even when I reach his age, I look sloppy!"
The young couple's conversation was heard by Yan Shu. He felt dumbfounded for a moment, but he quickly put down his hand and said: "The county prince is just kidding. Yan Shu is naturally not elegant after his prime, let alone the county prince.
Then there stood a young man in his prime, who was dwarfed by Yan Shu..."
After saying that, he stood on the side and pretended to admire the courtyard, but in fact he was "posing".
Ye An curled his lips, this guy is also very competitive! It seems that he is exaggerating, but in fact he is saying that he has taken advantage of his youth. What does it mean to be dwarfed by him? Doesn't it mean that he was also a personable and handsome man when he was young?
Young Master?!
Unexpectedly, the dignified Yan Shu actually cared about his appearance. How could Qin Mumu not hear it? She covered her mouth and smiled softly and said to Ye An: "I didn't expect him to be quite petty?"
"Shh, keep your voice down, people can hear you!"
"Oh! I'm going to bring the fried buns for you to try, but it's a pity that there is no hot sauce, otherwise it would taste better."
Women are not born chefs, but they are willing to use more patience, care, and love to cook delicious food than men, especially when cooking for their loved ones, the brilliance that shines through them really makes them
Ye An is hard to forget.
Qin Mumu warmly invited Yan Shu to come and eat with him, and by the way, he also laid out the bowls and chopsticks brought from the palace. This somewhat embarrassed Ye An, but Yan Shu just smiled and said: "The same goes for Zhuo Jing.
I like to buy some things back from the saint’s banquet.”
Ye An smiled awkwardly. In fact, most of these things were "shunned" by him from the palace. Even when eating with Zhao Zhen, he didn't show any restraint.
Taking things along is small, but in fact, it is "smooth" for the sake of "smooth". Taking away things in the palace is like losing face to the Tian family, which makes Ye An feel a little excited and refreshed.
Of course, people didn't think so, so they had to put out an extra set of dishes and chopsticks. Seeing that the little emperor was afraid that he would not be "smooth" enough, it would actually make Ye An lose his "fun"......