Manchu traitor, how can you let me be the emperor of the ages

Chapter 93 Yan Song: The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water
In the end, with the help of the servants, Mr. and Mrs. He managed to escape, and the duck was turned away by the servants to another small courtyard.

He Shen and Yan Shifan were sitting in 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 still requested by the adults themselves. After all, the ducks are gone, and we can enjoy the idyllic scenery.

"Uncle He Shi, I'm really sorry..." Yan Shifan smiled wryly and offered a gold wire and iron wire cup, which contained clear light yellow tea, steaming hot.

"It's okay."

Mr. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the silk cloth brought by his servants, then shook the leaves on his body, and said with a dry smile, "It's fine if I have rough skin and thick flesh, just don't hurt Mr. Yan."

After all, Liu Quan bought the duck, and Mr. and I still feel a little guilty.

But he was also quite puzzled, the mallard looked fine that day, why did he go crazy when he came to Yan's house for a few days? ?

A gust of cool wind blew, and goosebumps appeared on the back of Mr. and Mrs. He turned his head and glanced at the small courtyard behind him.For some reason, the small courtyard, which was originally thought to be sunny, comfortable and peaceful, was inexplicably gloomy at the moment.

"Haha~"

He laughed dryly with his lord, and then turned his head to look at Yan Shifan: "Where does Prime Minister Yan cook?"

"Why don't we go and have a look too? Give Prime Minister Yan a shot?"

Yan Shifan was a little helpless: "My father said he wanted to cook for you himself, and even I wouldn't let you help."

He Shen's eyes lit up, and he felt that the gloom in this small courtyard had been diluted a lot, but he didn't expect Yan Laojia to be so sincere this time.

"But if we don't help, it shouldn't hurt to go and have a look." Yan Shifan added.

"Yes, it's okay to have a look!"

He Shen was extremely curious, he really wanted to see Yan Song's cooking.

But as soon as the two of them finished speaking, they heard the courtyard door being opened with a creak. Yan Song was wearing a wool green cloth straight suit, and a white burlap apron with frayed edges was tied in front of him.

"It turns out that my lord has already arrived! It's really rude for me not to go out to greet you."

With a gentle smile on his face, as soon as he entered the door, he looked up and down at He Shen, at the table, 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, "What can I do, please ask Yan Xiang to cook for me personally?"

He also had a gentle smile on his fat face, and he was also looking at Yan Song.

The sharp-eyed Mr. He immediately spotted the flour and water stains on Yan Xiang's apron and cuffs, which made him even happier.

Both of them looked at each other and laughed a few times meaningfully, which made Yan Shifan behind the table a little confused.

"Sit! Dad, Uncle He Shi, sit down!"

Yan Shifan hurried forward and invited them to sit at the table: "Father, are you tired from work? Drink tea, hurry up and drink tea!"

"You have a little conscience!" Yan Song glared at the fat son, although his mouth was not forgiving, he still took the teacup and took a sip gently.

"Look at what you said, when will my son not be respectful to you?" Yan Shifan smiled and let his father hold him back.

In fact, he is also looking forward to it. After all, since he was a child, even when the family was at its worst, there were still a few servants at his disposal. Even Yan Shifan's mother, Ouyang, would never let Yan Song cook.

This is also the first time Yan Shifan has eaten the food cooked by Yan Song.

He Shen looked at this scene with a smile on the side, and finally seized the opportunity to interject: "I came here rashly today, and I have specially prepared a small gift, and I hope you will accept it with a smile. Don't refuse!"

As he spoke, he pushed the greased paper bag on the table over.

Well, even though the jujube cake fell to the ground just now, it just broke off the hemp rope on it. Taking advantage of the time of talking just now, the master and his ingenuity re-tied it again.

In fact, Yan Song had noticed this thing a long time ago, and it stood alone on the table, which was conspicuous.

It's just that he has been wondering before, and he has never heard of oil paper wrapping gold and silver!

Could it be some kind of antique jade?

"Your Excellency is too polite!"

Yan Song smiled and shook his head: "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, so why do you need to bring anything with your lord?"

After speaking, he took the oiled paper bag from He Shen's hand.

The moment he got the item, Yan Song froze.

Because whether it is texture or weight, this thing is very wrong.

"It's just two taels of jujube cake, it's nothing, as long as Yan Xiang likes it." He Shen said that it was all trivial, just a sprinkle of water.

The smile on Yan Song's face suddenly froze.

???

Date cake?Only two or two?

You can't bear even a catty? ?
"Yan Xiang has been busy for so long, must be hungry?"

He Shen kindly stretched out his hand to untie the hemp rope on it, and said with a smile, "Taste whether it's sweet or not!"

Yan Song really wanted to slap this bag of jujube cakes on his fat face, but he squeezed his fist and held back.

How could these two taels of jujube cake cost twenty or thirty renminbi?

What's wrong with jujube cake?Want to accept it on behalf of the master? ?

Yan Shifan on the side was also shocked, what the fuck, stop playing with me, Uncle Shi?

It's just a small jade Buddha, do you want to get rid of it?The pattern is small!
Naturally, He Shen would not be greedy for a piece of Jade Buddha, he just forgot.

Fortunately, Liu Quan kept winking to remind him, and He Shen remembered it.

"Liu Quan, what are you still doing in a daze?"

He Shen stared, and threw the pot at Liu Quan again: "What about the other generous gift I prepared for Prime Minister Yan?"

big gift?And a big gift?
Yan Song was taken aback, his expression relaxed a little.

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 and white jade placed on the red silk cloth inside, crystal clear and moist.

"I heard that Prime Minister Yan's wife pays tribute to the Buddha, so I specially prepared a Jade Buddha, and I beg you, Prime Minister Yan, not to refuse."

The corner of Yan Shifan's mouth twitched, you are really thoughtful, you have specially prepared this Jade Buddha knowing that my mother is going to worship Buddha.

But before he had time to say anything, he felt his father's eyes on the side.

Yan Shifan didn't dare to neglect, he pretended to look at the Jade Buddha in the box, and then secretly compared five fingers to his father at an angle that He Shen couldn't see.

5000 taels.

"Hahaha~"

Yan Song took the wooden box with a long smile, pressed it under his hands, and said with emotion: "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water! Why do you and I have to be so alien!"

"My lord, don't fall into the cliché!"

He Shen also laughed with him, but he smiled and looked sideways at Yan Shifan, thinking that this kid really has something.

Otherwise, why did Yan Song still have a Sima face just now, but now when he saw this little Jade Buddha, his face burst into a smile? ?

Yan Song was full of energy at the moment, he was full of energy, he even spoke with a slightly higher tone, and shouted to the outside of the courtyard:

"Yan Yi, serve the food!"

(End of this chapter)