The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 661
When Fan Zhen asked, Yan Song glared at Wei Changjue, and said, "Brother Fan, you don't know, this Zhenshanfang is bullying others just because of its reputation as an imperial pastry shop."

Yan Song sighed, told the story in a hurry, and when it was over, he showed Fan Zhen the plate of cakes with worms.

"Brother Fan, my little brother is telling the truth, and I never lied to you."

"Dirty cakes like this can also be called royal cakes, it's just farting."

Wei Changjue stood at the side calmly, glanced indifferently, and looked at Fan Zhen without any trace.

Xindao: So this man in black robe is the eldest son of the Fan family, Gu Xizhao's business rival.

This Mr. Fan is restrained in speech and deep in thought, but he is indeed not an easy master to deal with.

Wei Changju slightly hooked the corners of his lips, listening to the two of them with a half smile but not a smile.

Fan Zhen stepped in for no reason, but she wanted to see what the eldest son of the Fan family wanted to do?
She didn't believe that Mr. Fan really had friendship with the son of the household servant's family.

Suddenly, Fan Zhen took two steps forward waving his folding fan. He walked to the table, lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the butterfly, and stared at the green caterpillar in the butterfly.

Raising his eyebrows, he said to Yan Song: "Brother Yan, according to my son, there may be a misunderstanding in this."

"Misunderstanding, what misunderstanding?" Yan Song frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with Fan Zhen's words.

"Brother Fan, could it be that you suspect that the younger brother is blaming Zhenshanfang, and you found a worm and put it in the butterfly dish?"

"Brother Yan, don't get excited, Fan has no such intentions." Seeing Yan Song frowning, Fan Zhen was not annoyed, and still smiled happily.

"If Fan's guess is correct, maybe the caterpillar came from here..."

After finishing speaking, Fan Zhen pointed to the vase on the table with her fan.

In the vase is a bunch of newly picked hibiscus, the flowers are delicate and beautiful, and the leaves are green and delicate.

Fan Zhen retracted her folding fan, rolled her eyes, looked at Wei Changjue, smiled warmly at Wei Changjue, and asked, "Ma'am, may I ask if the hibiscus flowers in this vase were just picked this morning?"

"That's right." Wei Changjue glanced at Fan Zhen and replied calmly.

"The flowers in Zhenshanfang are changed every day."

The eldest son of the Fan family actually wanted to help her out, why?What is his purpose.

She is not a naive girl, she believes in such a bullshit hero saving the beauty, why does Fan Zhen do this.

After thinking about it secretly, Wei Changqu continued to observe quietly.

After getting Wei Changju's answer, Fan Zhen shifted her gaze to Yan Song again.

"Brother Yan, hibiscus flowers grow in the suburbs, and it's normal to have bugs." He stopped speaking, stretched out his slender arm across the table, picked a flower and leaf with his fingertips, handed it to Yan Song, and said "Brother Yan, look, this hibiscus flower has bright green leaves, even if there is a caterpillar hidden on the leaf, it is difficult to find it. Most of the caterpillars on your plate fell from the flower and leaves, but It’s not that the pastries in Zhenshanfang are not clean.”

Yan Song looked at the hibiscus leaves in his hand, frowned, doubtful.

"Brother Fan, why are you so sure?"

"The pastries in Ruozhen Shanfang are really not clean. Sending such pastries to the palace for the emperor and the empress dowager to taste will not pollute the emperor's and empress dowager's golden mouth."

Fan Zhen smiled and said: "Brother Yan, don't worry, Fan will prove it to you."

Immediately, he closed the folding fan in his hand with a snap, and placed the fan on the table.

"Brother Yan, can I borrow your tea cup?"

"Why not." Yan Song obeyed and handed the teacup in front of him to Fan Zhen's hand.

Fan Zhen lifted the teapot on the table, leaned his fingertips against the wall of the teapot, and tested the temperature of the tea. Immediately afterwards, he picked up the teapot and slowly poured a cup of tea into the cup.

The tea was poured into the cup, and steam was rolling out, but it was still very hot.

Wei Changjue stood aside and looked at it with raised eyes. She naturally knew what Fan Zhen was going to do next and what to say.

Sure enough, as she expected, the next second, Fan Zhen took the chopsticks, picked up the green caterpillar on the plate, and gently put it into the teacup.

"Brother Fan, what are you doing?" Yan Song asked puzzled.

"What to do, Brother Yan will understand later." Fan Zhen said.

The caterpillar fell into the teacup, and within a minute, its body changed color.

Fan Zhen saw that the caterpillar had changed color from being scalded, so she casually moved the teacup in front of Yan Song, and said, "Brother Yan, look."

Yan Song looked down into the cup and muttered, "This bug has changed color."

"That's right." Fan Zhen replied with a smile.

Then, he explained to Yan Song in detail, "Brother Yan, this caterpillar can't have come from the pastry."

"Cakes need to be cooked at high temperatures. If this caterpillar is really a part of the pastry, it shouldn't be the green color before. Now, you understand."

After Fan Zhen finished speaking in detail, Yan Song smiled and acted as if he had suddenly realized.

He bowed his hands to Fan Zhen again and again, thanking him: "Thank you Brother Fan for your explanation, I understand now."

After talking with Fan Zhen, Yan Song immediately hid the smile on his face, rolled his eyes, looked at Wei Changjue who was at the side, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, for Brother Fan's sake, I don't know what happened today. The son will not pursue it."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chang Wei to make a sound, he shifted his gaze to Fan Zhen, cupped his hands, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Fan, I still have some important matters to deal with, so I won't be with you today. Another day, I will invite Brother Fan to have a drink, and I will leave for the time being."

"Yes." Fan Zhen nodded with a smile, "Brother Yan, go slowly."

After some courtesies with Fan Zhen, Yan Song turned around and wanted to leave.

Just as he took a step, he was stopped by Wei Changqu.

"Young Master Yan, wait a minute." A cold voice resounded through Shangmei Pavilion.

"Mr. Yan, you don't care about it. That's your business. Today, you smashed the things in Zhenshanfang and wanted to pat your ass and leave without saying a word. If you let you go like this, wouldn't I be very upset?" No face, how can I get along in Shangjing City in the future." At the end of the sentence, his tone was a bit stern.

The two of Fan and Yan set up a stage to sing, don't think that she, Wei Changjue, can't see it.

Just now, she could clearly see the gesture Fan Zhen made to Yan Song under his sleeve.

These two people have colluded for a long time, one sings bad face and the other sings bad face, if she expected correctly, the scene of the hero saving the beauty was planned by the eldest son of the Fan family.

Her Wei Changjue doesn't cause trouble, she just wants to live in peace and security, but she doesn't want these people to always jump around in front of her and make trouble. Since these people want to provoke her, she doesn't have to be polite.

(End of this chapter)