Chapter 132: Don't let the copper coins fall on the ground
When cooking, Li Changan finally felt less awkward.
If you have something to do, you won't be embarrassed even if you don't say anything.
So Li Changan originally just wanted to start the fight, but later he simply settled everything.
After preparing three dishes and one soup, Mr. Yan's voice came from the door.
Li Changan picked up the soup bowl. Seeing Yan Qingshi's surprised look, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Let's go, your grandpa is back too."
Yan Qingshi suddenly woke up and hurriedly lowered her head to serve the dishes. A touch of rosy appeared on her milky white face.
When Mr. Yan saw Li Changan, he was slightly startled. Then he looked at the soup bowl in Li Changan's hand and hurried forward, "I didn't expect Young Master Li to come and let Young Master Li help. It's really a sin."
Li Changan smiled and said, "Old man, please don't blame me for disturbing you."
"Don't you dare." Mr. Yan said and glared at Yan Qingshi, "Why is Qingshi so ignorant of etiquette?"
Yan Qingshi kept her head down and didn't speak.
"You don't need to see me outside, I'm just here to help you." Li Changan smiled and walked to the main room with Mr. Yan.
The three of them sat down.
Mr. Yan poured a glass of wine first, "I haven't thanked you yet."
"First, "Butterfly Lovers" brought Goulan's business back, and then the young master helped him generously, providing people and money. Everyone in Goulan, young and old, was grateful to the young master for his kindness."
Li Changan hurriedly returned the gift, "The old man is being polite, that's what Uncle Zhang meant. It's fine for the old man to thank Uncle Zhang. I deserve it."
Mr. Yan smiled and shook his head.
Both efforts and money are spent, just for a check box.
Anyone who knows how to do business would not do this.
Even if Boss Zhang makes the decision, Li Changan must have contributed a lot.
Yan Qingshi also drank a glass of wine and looked at Li Changan with a smile in her eyes.
Grandpa doesn't know Li Changan's true identity, and neither does anyone else. Only she knows.
It's like keeping a secret that only belongs to him and her.
There is a slight feeling of excitement and taboo in my heart.
"Grandpa, the young master sent me a storybook, and I want to talk to you about storytelling."
Yan Qingshi gave her grandfather a piece of twice-cooked pork, then tried her best to pretend to be normal, and gave Li Changan a piece of twice-cooked pork.
Mr. Yan put the twice-cooked pork into his mouth, "Master Li is really thoughtful."
After chewing twice, Mr. Yan was stunned, "The taste of this dish..."
Yan Qingshi smiled and asked, "Grandpa, how is your craftsmanship?"
Mr. Yan almost choked and swallowed the food in his mouth. He looked at Li Changan in surprise, "Is this the food cooked by Mr. Li?"
Yan Qingshi was like a child showing off a new toy, "Today's dinner was all cooked by the young master."
Li Changan glanced at Yan Qingshi, what's going on with this little girl? Why are you so happy to have dinner?
"Is my craftsmanship still worthy of the attention of the old man?"
Mr. Yan exclaimed in amazement, "It's not just as easy as getting it into your mouth. I didn't expect Mr. Li's craftsmanship to be so outstanding."
"Light poetry doesn't understand etiquette, which makes Mr. Li suffer."
"It's up to me to make my own decisions."
The two toasted each other, and Yan Qingshi also drank a few drinks along with them.
…
After dinner, Mr. Yan couldn't help but admire, "I have seen many scholars and gentlemen, but someone like Mr. Li is really unique."
Yan Qingshi didn't know what was wrong tonight. She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and even put away the dishes and chopsticks briskly.
Li Changan placed "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in front of Mr. Yan, "Old man, this is the storybook that Cong Bookstore just sold today."
"The Jianghu chivalry in it is suitable for Goulan, so I sent it to the old man today."
Mr. Yan looked at the three thick volumes of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and couldn't help but exclaimed, "This must have a million words, right?"
"I've heard about this book, but I didn't expect that Cong Bookstore would promote a million-word storybook with great fanfare."
After receiving "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Mr. Yan turned to the first page.
I wanted to flip through it casually, but I didn't want to get addicted as I read it, and I forgot to say hello to Li Changan.
Yan Qingshi put away the dishes and prepared to pour Li Changan a cup of tea.
Li Changan waved his hand quickly, "Miss Yan, don't bother, I have to go back after dinner."
Mr. Yan came to his senses and quickly put down his storybook, "Master Li laughed. This is the first time I saw such a strange book, and I was fascinated for a moment."
Li Changan stood up and said with a smile, "I am an expert, so I won't bother you."
Mr. Yan also stood up and said, "Send a poem to Master Li."
…
Li Changan followed Yan Qingshi and left the small courtyard.
At this time, the sky has not completely darkened, and there is still a faint twilight falling on the horizon.
The lights on both sides of the street swayed, slightly swaying their shadows.
"Young master's craftsmanship is very good." Yan Qingshi walked briskly, clasped her little hands together behind her, and looked at Li Changan with a bright smile on her face.
This was the first time Li Changan saw Yan Qingshi smiling like this. He couldn't help but be a little stunned, and then quickly looked away,
"As long as Miss Yan likes it, I'm worried that it won't suit your taste."
Yan Qingshi raised her head, unable to hide the smile on her face, "How could it be? It's too late for Qingshi to be happy to be able to eat the food cooked by the young master."
Li Changan couldn't help but look at Yan Qingshi, "Miss Yan seems to be very happy today..."
"Yes." Yan Qingshi nodded, her face not sure whether it was the twilight in the sky or the blush after drinking, "because today I ate food cooked by the young master himself."
Li Changan can't speak again.
This little girl really struck a chord with every word she spoke, tugging at his heartstrings.
Yan Qingshi suddenly quickened her pace, walked in front of Li Changan, then turned around, stepped back and walked forward, "Young Master."
Li Changan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but said: "Miss Yan, be careful, you may fall if you walk like this."
Yan Qingshi clenched her fist and stretched it out in front of Li Changan.
Li Changan looked at Yan Qingshi and said in surprise, "Miss Yan, is this...?"
"Master, stretch out your hand." Yan Qingshi stopped and raised her chin, her eyes bright.
Li Changan reached out his hand hesitantly.
"The palms are facing up." Yan Qingshi said coquettishly, stamping her feet.
Li Changan couldn't laugh or cry. Did this little girl reveal her true nature after drinking a few glasses of wine?
Li Changan followed his instructions and turned his palms upward.
Yan Qingshi slowly opened her fist, and coins fell into Li Changan's palm one by one.
Only then did Li Changan realize that it was the fifty cents.
Just as he was about to put away the copper coins, Yan Qingshi's hand followed the coins and fell into Li Changan's palm, and was grabbed by Li Changan.
Li Changan subconsciously wanted to let go of his hand, but was caught by Yan Qingshi's other hand, "Sir, if you let go, the coins will fall to the ground."
Yan Qingshi spoke very seriously, and her bright eyes were also very serious.
Li Changan's heart skipped a beat.
I opened my mouth, but no words came out.
The two of them just stood quietly, no one moved.
Li Changan didn't let go of his hand.
a long time,
Yan Qingshi opened her mouth softly, "Sir, don't hide from me."
"I..." Li Changan wanted to retort, but his lips were pressed by Yan Qingshi's fingers.
"In the eyes of the young master, Qing Shi is just that he is not bad looking, but he is still small... he cannot catch the attention of the young master."
"...But Master, don't hide from me."
There seemed to be a thousand words in Yan Qingshi's eyes, and her ever-changing gaze seemed to be able to turn hundreds of steel-making into softness around her fingers.
Li Changan met Yan Qingshi's gaze and spoke with difficulty, "Miss Yan, it's not good to hold a grudge too much..."