Chapter 207

The weather is getting cold, and Master Yan is drinking wine while roasting in a fire cage.

Seeing Li Zixiu coming, he ordered some more appetizers.

Li Zixiu was not polite either. He drank two cups with Master Yan before explaining his intention: "What's your plan here? You know, I'm completely confused by this left and right right now. I'm thinking about you It’s an old saying, follow you, you must be right.”

Master Yan heheed a few times, and said: "I am old, and I am ready to wash my hands in the golden basin. After the new year, the family business will be handed over to the eldest son. From now on, I will take care of the children at home and drink small wine. gone."

Of course Li Zixiu didn't believe it.

But no matter what he said about Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan would not leak any water. He even asked his eldest son to come out and say hello to Li Zixiu, and said: "In the future, you will spend more time dealing with each other. I hope that Mr. Li will take care of our family if there is anything else. This elm-headed one."

Master Yan's eldest son is about the same age as Li Zixiu, because Master Yan has always been the head of the family, and when Master Yan sees Li Zixiu, he seems to be a generation younger.

Maybe you haven't adjusted to who you are.

He toasted Li Zixiu with a glass of wine.

No matter how much Li Zixiu said, his throat was blocked.

After seeing off Li Zixiu, the father and son ordered two plates of appetizers and drank two cups together.

Uncle Yan asked his father, "Are we really taking over the kiln like this?"

"Otherwise!" Master Yan said with emotion: "Hedong for 30 years, and Hexi for 30 years. Our family used to start from drawing billets, and at worst, start again from drawing billets. Among other things, if the Songjia Kiln Factory is real They are outshining others, and there must not be enough masters in their family, and at worst, we will take over the work from their kiln factory."

Uncle Yan thinks about it, his family has mountains, land and a kiln, so he doesn't take his face so seriously, and it's not a big deal to pull billets for the Songjia Kiln Factory.

It's not that he wants to pull the billet by himself!

"Then I'll visit Song's house in a few days." He made up his mind, but he could bear to be ashamed. "Boss Song is gone. If there are orphans and widows in the family, please help if you can."

Now that you have decided to do the Song family's business, you should get your attitude right.

Master Yan looked at the eldest son whom he had raised with his own hands, nodded in relief, and said: "Bring some bacon, cured fish and so on from our family, and make it a good family."

It's a pity that the grandsons of their family are all married, otherwise it would be pretty good to be an in-law with the Song family.

The father and son were talking when Master Xiong came over.

His hearty voice shook the door frame as if it was ringing.

"Brother Yan!" He brought a load of things, saying it was a New Year's gift, and when he saw Master Yan, he grabbed his arm, "Your wife has to worry about our family's affairs!"

Master Yan turned his mind and realized that he was talking about marrying Miss Song's family.

The two sat down next to the fire cage again.

"You have to get a charter. Which lady from the Song family is your family going to marry?" Master Yan said while pouring wine for him, "Shouldn't we talk about it when the spring begins? Why are you rushing here again at this time? "

Master Xiong disliked that the wine cup was too small, so he asked Uncle Yan to replace it with a small bowl, and then sighed: "Brother, let me tell you a few heartfelt words! Boss Song's in-laws, I am so rare!

"I can see everything she has experienced during this period of time.

"Look at the things she did, which one is not something that even a man can't do.

"With such a big sister, the younger sister is not far behind.

"Even if there is a deviation, I can talk to my in-laws to reason and straighten the road again. It is hundreds of times better than those who can't make sense.

"Brother, you have to find a way to help us make this marriage work no matter what!"

But before Master Yan could reply to him, Uncle Yan came in and told him, "Father, Master Wu and the others are here. They said they wanted to discuss with you what to do next year?"

*
In the Yin Yu Hall of the Song Mansion, the window lattice of Yuan Yunzhong's study was wide open, with the cold wind blowing in, there was also a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

Yuan Yunzhong, with light fur and a gentle belt, was standing in front of the big book case, holding scissors to insert plum blossoms.

The blue-and-white porcelain four-petal cup is elegant and bright, and the cinnabar-colored plum blossoms are bright and charming.

Zheng Quan at the side leaned against the red lacquered pillar, clasping his fingers boredly.

Seeing the snowflakes floating in the air getting bigger and denser, he couldn't help muttering: "I don't know where Missy has gone?"

Is it cold?Can I have some hot soup?

"Tongling!"

Yuan Yunzhong's voice suddenly came from the room.

Zheng Quan looked at him in surprise.

Yuan Yunzhong's brows and eyes were indifferent, and under the shade of cinnabar plums, he was as cold as the moon.

He didn't lift his head, and cut off the small branch of the plum blossom slantingly with a "click".

These days, Zheng Quan followed Yuan Yunzhong, who was either reading or drawing.In the winter, I don’t know where to move a few plum blossoms, some with red flowers, some with pink flowers, some with vermilion flowers, and even one plum blossom that turned out to be green of.

He was really afraid that these plum blossoms would not survive!

"You, how do you know that the eldest lady has arrived in Tongling?" Zheng Quan looked at Yuan Yunzhong suspiciously.

Since the eldest lady left Jingdezhen, he has never been out of the house.

Yuan Yunzhong took a few steps back, looked at the plum blossoms he had planted, with a satisfied look in his eyes, then put down the scissors, and said to the six sons: "Put it on the piano case in the inner room."

The six sons carried the plum vase into the inner room.

Yuan Yunzhong looked at Zheng Quan.

Zheng Quan looked back at him inexplicably, not knowing what he meant.

Yuan Yunzhong looked a little cold, walked to the washstand, poured hot water by himself, and dipped his hands in the yellow copper basin.

Zheng Quan belatedly discovered that Yuan Yunzhong had asked him to help him wash his hands.

He smiled sheepishly.

The six sons had already run out and helped Yuan Yunzhong get the hot handkerchief.

Zheng Quan coughed uncomfortably.

"If the wind is smooth, the tank boat can travel 75 miles a day," Yuan Yunzhong wiped his hands, and said slowly, "If the wind is against the wind, it can travel 45 miles a day. Miss Song has been away for thirteen days, seven days with the wind and five days with the wind. The boat traveled about 750 miles and stopped at Tongling today."

Zheng Quan's eyes were blank, and he said, "How do you know?"

Yuan Yunzhong glanced at him, then looked behind him.

It was only then that Zheng Quan realized that there was a very simple water map drawn on rice paper on the screen behind him.

Where is Poyang Lake, where is Jingdezhen, and where is Hukou... It is clear at a glance.

Zheng Quan couldn't help but stepped forward.

He had never seen such a clear map.

"You, how did you draw these?" He looked at the curve on the map representing the water area, and said in shock.

Thirteen dots were also circled with cinnabar on the water area on the map.

Could it be that Mr. Yuan is counting where the eldest lady has gone every day?
"No!" He looked at the red circles and said abruptly, "Missy walked for thirteen days, seven plus five makes twelve."

Yuan Yunzhong didn't even look at him, pointed to the remaining plum blossoms, and told the six sons: "Send it to the wife."

In winter leisure, plant a few plums to pass the day.

(End of this chapter)

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