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Chapter 104 Playing Hard to Get, the Plan of Taking a Concubine

Time flies, and half a month passes in the blink of an eye.

On the eaves of the roof, Hong Chen sat sideways, his red dress fluttering, one foot curled up and the other suspended in the air, the light green gourd in his hand sparkling in the sun. When he raised his head to drink, one could see the shaking and flowing liquid inside through the translucent jade wall.

"Sir, it's time for dinner." A-Bi called from under the eaves.

"Okay!" Hong Chen responded, and his body turned around as if falling from the roof, but he adjusted the note in the air like an autumn leaf and landed lightly on the ground.

A carefully woven red rope was tied to the green jade gourd with a ring on it, which could be easily hung on the back of the waist.

After being seated, several exquisite side dishes were served steaming hot, with great color, aroma and taste. A-Bi handed over a small bowl filled with rice. Hong Chen thanked her. A-Bi smiled softly. Although there was helplessness on her face, there was a light in her eyes: Young Master is completely different from Young Master Murong. The difference between the two is by no means limited to appearance and temperament.

She served herself a bowl of rice and sat down.

"Abi, your cooking skills seem to be getting better day by day." Hong Chen said with a smile while eating.

Ah Bi smiled gently and said softly, "Young Master seems to say this every day."

"That proves that your cooking skills are improving every day."

"But cooking skills won't improve forever. What will you say in the future, young master?"

"Abi."

"Ok?"

"You are more beautiful than yesterday."

A-Bi's eyes were startled for a moment, then she rolled her eyes, her cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head and ate her meal silently.

Hong Chen chuckled as he picked up some food for her and said, "Eat more meat. You're still growing."

She is only sixteen or seventeen years old. Isn't it the time when she grows up?

"Thank you, sir." Ah Bi did not raise her head, her voice was as soft as a mosquito, but fortunately Hong Chen had sharp ears and eyes. It took her a while to recover from her embarrassment, and Hong Chen did not dare to tease her any more and disturb her eating.

After the meal, A-Bi stood up to clean up the dishes. Hong Chen called two maids outside and said, "Leave it to them. You come with me."

Bringing A-Bi to the backyard, Hong Chen asked, "How's the training going these days?"

A Bi smiled gently: "With your guidance, it won't be a problem."

Ah Bi's skills all came from Canhe Manor, which were inferior to Murong Fu's. In addition, she was still young, so her achievements were not high. A few days ago, Hong Chen specially taught her the Beiming Divine Skill.

"Practice the Qi circulation, and I'll check it for you one last time. If there are no mistakes, you can practice on your own from now on."

"Yes, son."

A-Bi sat cross-legged, Hong Chen placed his sword finger on her wrist, and a wisp of Beiming true qi was injected into A-Bi's meridians, flowing along with the shallow Beiming true qi that had just grown in her body.

After a while, A-Bi opened her eyes, and Hong Chen withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "It's indeed okay, you are very smart."

"Thank you for the compliment, sir."

Hong Chen stood up and said, "Let's see how your Lingbo Weibu is doing."

After that, there was another round of guidance and communication. A-Bi took it seriously, put it into practice, and made rapid progress.

However, when the two of them sat in the pavilion drinking tea and resting, A-Bi couldn't help but think of her sisters.

"I wonder how Sister Azhu is doing in Luoyang."

"Didn't she write to you before? She's doing well now." Hong Chen took a sip of tea and smiled. From what Qiao Feng wrote in several letters, his relationship with Ah Zhu seemed to be progressing rapidly, but Ah Zhu didn't mention this much in her letter to Ah Bi, probably because the girl was shy. Of course, the possibility of Qiao's unrequited love could not be ruled out, but the probability was low.

A-Bi nodded and picked up the teapot to fill tea for Hong Chen.

At this moment, a gust of wind came and landed on the railing beside the pavilion. Then it walked stealthily to Hong Chen and raised one leg on its own initiative.

Abi smiled and stood up, "I'll go get food for Garuda."

Hong Chen nodded, untied the bamboo tube and took out the letter.

"I haven't seen you for a while, I wonder if you are doing well?

Yesterday, Mantuo Villa officially started selling Zui Hong Chen in restaurants and shops in various places in Huzhou. It was sold out in just half a day. After timely replenishment in the afternoon, it was sold out again. The income was really considerable, and the cost was recovered in almost one day. This achievement is all thanks to the generous guidance and careful instruction of the young master.

I am deeply grateful and want to repay your kindness, so I hired the royal chef from the former palace and collected precious ingredients from all over the world, hoping to invite you to a banquet. I wonder when you will have time?
In addition, I suddenly felt that camellia flowers were vulgar, so I spent half a month digging up the soil and planting more flowers. Now I have achieved some results and I know the beauty of flowers. I wonder what flowers you like? If you have time, you can come and see them. I am waiting for you. "

Looking at the letter, Hong Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and with a faint smile he pondered the writer's metaphorical code.

"Sir, is this another letter from Mrs. Wang?" A-Bi asked, holding a fat chicken in her hand.

Hong Chen nodded slightly.

A-Bi threw the live chicken into the sky. Garuda flapped its wings and flew over, grabbed the fat chicken, turned around and flew away. A-Bi washed her hands by the pond, returned to the pavilion, and asked in confusion: "Sir, why does Madam Wang write to me so frequently?"

"She was worried about Zui Hong Chen's business, so she kept asking me for advice. Yesterday, Huzhou Zui Hong Chen went on sale, and she said the business was very good, so to thank me, she specially invited me to a banquet at Mantuo Villa."

When Ah Bi heard this, her doubts were dispelled and she said happily, "Then I can meet Miss Wang again. Sir, when are we going?"

Hong Chen smiled and shook his head: "No."

"what?"

"You can go anytime you want to see Miss Wang. You don't have to stay with me every day. I won't be going out these days anyway, so you can arrange your own time." A Bi was surprised: "Sir, is this true?"

"Of course, I'm not disabled and need someone to serve me all the time. Besides, there are so many servants and maids in the other garden. Are you afraid that I will be short of people?"

A-Bi stuck out her tongue: "Aren't I worried that they can't take good care of the young master?"

Hong Chen stood up, stepped on the ground, and the red clothes flew up, and in a blink of an eye he landed on the roof. He lay down on the ridge of the roof, raised the green jade gourd high, took a long drink, closed his eyes and said: "Go, go, this young master wants to sleep."

Ah Bi's eyes rolled and she smiled, "Then you should have a good rest, young master. I will go to Mantuo Villa and come back to cook for you in the evening."

Hong Chen didn't answer, but just waved his hand.

A-Bi still bowed gracefully before turning around and leaving.

Chanhe Village, Yanziwu.

Bao Bu Tong bowed and said: "Sir, the Drunken Red Dust in Huzhou is indeed run by Madam Wang."

Murong Fu waved his folding fan slightly and squinted his eyes as he said, "My aunt is quite resourceful. She was able to get the Huzhou Gourd from Brother Hong."

Gong Yeqian also nodded and said, "Huzhou has six counties in total, with a large population, and is adjacent to Suzhou and Hangzhou. It is said that many people from Suzhou, Xiuzhou, Changzhou, and Hangzhou went to Huzhou to buy Zui Hongchen yesterday. They were so eager to buy it that it was sold out before the evening hour."

Murong Fu's smile froze slightly.

Suzhou and Xiuzhou were his business territories.

Deng Baichuan saw his displeasure and took the initiative to say, "Don't worry, sir. We opened a few days earlier than Mantuo Villa, but the number of Zui Hongchen is not yet saturated, so only those who can't grab it in Suzhou will go to Huzhou."

"No, no!" Bao Bu Tong shook his head and retorted, "Even if there is a shortage of Zui Hong Chen in Suzhou, those who can't get it can only wait. But now Huzhou is selling it. If they buy it in Huzhou, it means that part of Suzhou's future income will be directly taken away by Huzhou. This part of the loss may not be recovered in the future."

Murong Fu nodded slightly, his eyes thoughtful.

Deng Baichuan added: "Sir, there is nothing we can do about this. After all, the supply of Zui Hong Chen is limited. But after a few days when the rush to buy is over, the people of Suzhou and Xiuzhou will naturally be our customers again."

"Brother Deng, the future is only in the future, and the current losses are also losses." Bao Bu Tong sighed.

Deng Baichuan frowned slightly, but was unable to refute.

Murong Fu glanced at him and said with a smile, "Brother Bao San, do you have an idea now?"

Bao Bu Tong smiled when he heard this, stroked his beard and nodded: "That's right! Sir, this matter is not difficult at all. If you are willing, the Huzhou Gourd can become yours in no time!"

As soon as these words came out, Murong Fu was overjoyed. He put away his fan with a snap, stood up and bowed: "Please teach me, Brother Bao San!"

Bao Bu Tong hastily returned the gift and said quickly, "Sir, Miss Wang has admired you since she was young, and the Murong family and Mantuo Villa are cousins. If you are willing, the four of us will immediately prepare generous gifts and go to propose marriage. I think Madam Wang and Miss Wang will not object. At that time, the two families will become friends, and Madam Wang has only one daughter, Miss Wang. Then, wouldn't the Huzhou Gourd be in your pocket?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian's eyes lit up. Even Feng Bo'e, who had never participated in making plans, laughed out loud: "Hahaha, great! Brother Bao San's idea is really great! Sir, I think this plan is absolutely feasible!"

The four of them were delighted and bowed together, saying, "Congratulations, young master!"

However, Murong Fu was not as excited as they imagined. He frowned, his eyes flickered, and he was obviously deep in thought.

Upon seeing this, the four of them immediately stopped talking and waited for Murong Fu's response.

moment.

Murong Fu opened his fan quickly and shook his head gently: "No."

The four of them were all stunned. Gong Yeqian asked, "Why do you say that, sir?"

"My cousin is indeed the most beautiful woman in the world, but I have made no progress in my great undertaking. Now that I have finally taken the crucial step, how can I get married just because of a private affair?"

Feng Bo'e was scratching his head after hearing this. He really didn't understand the logic of what the young master said, so he asked, "Young master, in addition to the relationship between you and Miss Wang, can't you also get a Huzhou gourd?"

But the other three were smarter than him and quickly figured out the key.

For someone who wants to achieve great things, it itself is also a bargaining chip.

Marriage has always been the simplest, direct and most effective way of leveraging power and cooperation.

Murong Fu didn't want to marry Wang Yuyan. After all, this cousin's appearance was indeed the best in the world as he said. However, what made him hesitate was that Wang Yuyan's background obviously could not provide much help for his great cause. Even if he now had another Huzhou gourd, it was still far from enough.

His ambition is too big, so he must use himself as a bargaining chip to exchange for something more valuable as much as possible.

Although there is no better choice at present, he can still wait for the price. If he really gets married, he will lose an opportunity. After all, not everyone is willing to accept a man who has divorced his wife, especially those nobles in high positions.

After figuring this out, several people sighed slightly.

Gong Yeqian: "Sir, it was our subordinates who were reckless."

Murong Fu smiled and shook his head: "It doesn't matter, you are also giving me advice, this is originally a good plan, but unfortunately... it is not suitable for me."

Bao Bu Tong frowned and thought again and again, then suddenly his eyes moved and the two small mustaches on his lips curled up high.

"Sir, I have another plan!"

Murong Fu turned his head and asked: "What's the plan?"

Bao Bu Tong raised his chin and said confidently, "It's not that you can't get married, but it's not convenient to marry her at this time. So why don't you try another way and take Miss Wang as your concubine?"

In an instant, Murong Fu became excited again.

(End of this chapter)