Chapter 70 Absent

They looked at each other for a moment, but in a moment, they both looked away at the same time.

Jun Qiulan turned around, his expression normal, "I wonder if Director Yan Jing is satisfied with my assessment?"

Yan Jing's Adam's apple rolled: "I came too late just now, and didn't see the whole thing."

That means you need to jump again.

Jun Qiulan didn't hesitate and played the music again.

Dancing to the rhythm.

Tang Qing is a very successful dancer and a very good dance teacher.

In just one week, a newcomer who had never danced before was polished to be so agile.

Of course, this cannot escape Jun Qiulan’s own talent.

This talent does not mean that he has an outstanding talent for dancing, but rather his body proportions and his flexible bones. With such a body and such flexibility, he is almost born to do this job.

If Jun Qiulan himself had not been interested in this, Tang Qing would have wanted to recruit him.

Even if others study for a year or two, they may not be able to achieve Jun Qiulan's style.

Alas, if you start learning at this age, it is still a little late to reach the professional level.

Being an actor is just the right age to start, and the future is promising.

Tang Qing winked at Yan Jing, "How's it going? Not bad, right?"

Yan Jing tore his eyes away from Jun Qiulan with a little difficulty.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

It means I am very satisfied.

Tang Qing was overjoyed. "By the way, do you want to make some changes to the dance we're rehearsing later? Before, I hadn't met the actors you chose, nor had I met Jun Qiulan, so I could only choreograph it according to the characters in the script. Now that I've seen Jun Qiulan, I have some new ideas."

Yan Jing has absolute confidence in his sister-in-law's ability. "Just do as you see fit."

Tang Qing smiled and said, "It's just that Jun Qiulan's temperament is so recognizable. No wonder you haven't found the right person for this role after so long."

Yan Jing smiled, "There's no other way. Every role needs its soul, and these actors are the key to giving them soul."

That's quite philosophical.

When the song ended, Jun Qiulan stopped dancing and looked at Yan Jing in the mirror again.

The admiration in Yan Jing's eyes was undisguised.

Jun Qiulan also had a smile on his face. "I've seen the whole thing this time. Is Director Yan satisfied?"

Yan Jing smiled and said, "I'm satisfied. It depends on whether your subsequent audition for the civil and military dramas can satisfy me."

What this means is that you have passed the dancing stage.

Jun Qiulan raised an eyebrow, "There are also martial arts scenes?"

He thought that his role was probably that of a dancer who used her beauty to please men, and also had the identity of a spy or a detective, so it should be just a literary role.

I didn't expect there would be fighting scenes.

Yan Jing nodded, "Martial arts scenes are not difficult for you, so I never mentioned it much."

It's also for the confidentiality of the script.

Jun Qiulan could understand, "So when is the audition?"

He has been out for seven or eight days.

Although the International Hotel was luxurious and Shanghai was prosperous, he always felt that the city seemed a little cold.

For some unknown reason, Jun Qiulan developed a sense of belonging to Fengcheng.

I talked to Yan Jing before, and the subsequent filming will also be done in Fengcheng, so he doesn't have to live away from home for a long time.

Yan Jing laughed a little, "Did you give it to me for free?"

On the first day they met, they talked about Jun Baisong's problem. Jun Qiulan said that a friend would come to the house twice a day to clean up the cat's poop, add cat food, change the water, etc.

These days, Jun Qiulan would occasionally send him a few photos from all angles. They must have been taken and sent by that friend.

In this way, Yan Jing felt relieved.

Raising a cat is really like raising a child. Jun Qiulan has no family, so he will miss his cat when he goes away. It is understandable.

Jun Qiulan did not deny it.

Yan Jing smiled and said, "No matter how urgent it is, it won't take more than one or two days. Please give me some face. Grandpa heard that you are here and wants to see you."

Yan Huai stayed in the Taoist temple for a month or so and then returned to Shanghai.

They were not originally from Shanghai. When Yan Huai came out of Fengcheng to work hard, he settled in Jiangnan. Of course, with their family's financial resources, they have properties in almost all places with beautiful scenery and good environment across the country.

However, most of the Yan family's assets have been moved to Shanghai in recent years, and the two places are not far apart. Mr. Yan's wife is a fashionable old lady who prefers living in a big city, so the family naturally accommodates her.

Jun Qiulan was stunned for a moment, "Of course, is that too much of a bother?"

"No, the old man still wants to play chess with you."

Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing when he thought of how Old Master Yan and Master Qingheng were both terrible chess players.

Yan Jing naturally thought of it, "It's normal that you don't want to play chess with my grandfather. I'll play a few games with you then."

Jun Qiulan was happy again, "Jun Baisong is not here to cause trouble this time, you can't cheat again, right?"

Yan Jing also smiled, "Go take a shower, we'll go together later."

Jun Qiulan hesitated for a moment and said, "I still have some things to do. Please send me the address and I will go there myself later."

Yan Jing didn't ask any more questions, as he happened to have some things to do.

I sent the address and said, "If you can't find it, please contact me."

Jun Qiulan agreed, took a shower and changed clothes, but Yan Jing had already left.

Tang Qing looked at his clothes and sighed, "If you hadn't said it was made by your family, I would have wanted to ask you which brand's couture it was."

The style is excellent, it is purely handmade, and the materials are also exquisite.

There is no other one exactly like it in the whole world.

Jun Qiulan brought a lot of clothes this time. When he practiced dancing, he still wore the several sets of training clothes that Yan Jing asked Tang Te to buy for him, but he also changed his casual clothes every day.

Maybe it's because Shanghai is such an inclusive city and everyone's dressing style is quite unique. His outfit doesn't look weird at all, and I gradually got used to it.

Jun Qiulan had some ideas, but didn't say them out loud. Although it was very impolite, he also roughly estimated Tang Qing's figure.

Tang Qing's height is considered relatively tall in Dasheng, and Jun Qiulan is only about two inches taller than her.

She practices dancing all year round and has a slim figure.

Teacher Tang taught him to dance and worked tirelessly for a whole week. Although Yan Jing should have paid him, he couldn't help but express his gratitude.

Teacher Tang had expressed her admiration for his beautiful clothes in front of him more than once, so he had no choice but to ask his mother for help.

"Then I'll be leaving first."

"Okay, I guess my husband and I will be back in the evening, so see you tonight."

Jun Qiulan nodded and said, "See you tonight."

What he said was not a big deal. It was his first visit, so he couldn't just go empty-handed.

You still have to prepare a gift for the meeting.

During the Chinese New Year, Mr. Yan was very nice to him and provided a lot of help to the Taoist temple. He also felt quite friendly towards Mr. Yan.

After much thought, Jun Qiulan took a taxi to a large shopping mall.

The shopping mall he visited this time looked very much like the bustling shopping malls he had seen on the Internet before. When he entered, he was really dazzled by the prosperity here.

He browsed around casually at first, then inadvertently saw the label on the product and couldn't help but gasp.

What kind of clothing can sell for tens of thousands?

When he walked here, he was a little silent.

The Yan family doesn't seem to be short of money, so it doesn't seem appropriate to rashly buy some so-called luxury goods. Wouldn't it make him look like a nouveau riche?

Besides, even if I have enough money, I still won't be able to pick out a decent gift in this mall.

If he really spent all his family wealth to buy a gift, Yan Jing might try his best to return the money to him, which would be a bit troublesome.

After thinking about it for a while, I remembered that Song Ting and his friends brought a few sets of tea sets from Jiangnan when they came this time.

A couple of days ago, I heard from my parents that this tea set is not selling well.

It is true that there are not many people in the border town who would pursue such elegance. Moreover, these tea sets are not cheap and they have to be carefully protected along the way to be safely delivered to the border town. It would not be cost-effective to sell them at a low price.

Porcelain has been passed down from ancient times to the present day and can be seen in every household. The old man loves drinking tea, and the tea set brought by Song Ting is also somewhat elegant, with a bit of the gracefulness of the Jiangnan region, so it should be suitable as a gift.

Thinking of this, Jun Qiulan hurried back to the hotel and put on her clothes again.

The couple was still surprised.

My son usually comes over very late, stays for about half an hour, chats about things on both sides, and then goes back to rest.

What happened today?

"Why are you back so early? What happened?"

Jun Qiulan shook his head. "Don't worry, Dad and Mom. Old Master Yan, whom I told you about before, knew I was in Shanghai and wanted to meet me and play a few games of chess with me. I figured it wouldn't be a good idea to bother him empty-handed, so I remembered the tea set my cousin brought over, so I decided to bring a set as a gift."

Both the couple breathed a sigh of relief.

"We happen to have a set for ourselves that we haven't used yet. You can take it first."

Jun Qiulan also breathed a sigh of relief. He had originally thought that he would have to go into the city.

Although the village is close to the city, the donkey cart had been driven out by Song Yan and others, so he had to rely on his own two feet to go into the city. The round trip, if delayed for a while, would take more than an hour.

I'm afraid I'll miss the banquet.

Jun Yu went to the study to help his son pack the tea set.

Jun Qiulan just happened to mention it to her mother, asking if she could make a set of clothes for Teacher Tang.

It doesn't have to be complicated. He saw that Teacher Tang had a somewhat classical temperament, and thought that the cheongsam from the Republic of China period should be very suitable for her.

Song Xirong naturally agreed immediately.

Jun Qiulan drew a pattern.

"Yo, this is tight again."

Song Xirong's style looks pretty good and simple.

"Mom knows what to do."

She is now completely different from what she was last year.

Although she has seen many styles of men's clothing, she also has some knowledge of women's clothing.

In addition, she has watched countless modern dramas and has a high level of acceptance of such clothes.

"It will be made for you in two days at most. It just so happens that your cousin brought us a piece of fine satin from Jiangnan. We can't wear it out with our current status. I made a dress for Wan'er two days ago, and there is still a lot left. It should be more than enough to make a dress for Miss Tang."

"Thank you for your hard work, mother."

"Don't say such awkward things."

She was so happy that her son came to her for help.

Jun Yu's tea set was also packed. Thinking of some of his own guesses, he specially chose a nice brocade box.

The brocade box was the New Year gift General Huo had given them. After taking out the things in the box and putting velvet cloth on it, it became just the right size to hold the tea set.

It's also decent to bring it to the door.

Jun Qiulan didn't look at it any further, his father had always been reliable.

"My son will go first. Things at home..."

Before she could finish her words, Jun Yu interrupted her with a wave of his hand. "You keep telling me the same thing every day. My ears are about to get callused. Go and do your own thing. If it's inconvenient at night, don't bother. I've been busy with farming and business in the city lately. There's nothing important to do at home."

The two brothers Song Ting and Song Yan at home should have exchanged information. They haven't asked any more questions these days.

There were only a bunch of guys who were doing business together, but Song Yan and Song Ting helped to deal with it, saying that Jun Qiulan had gone out for something important, so he was not at home every day.

Those guys were busy with their business all day and had no time to think about it. Moreover, they had never stepped through the doors of the front and back yards.

Although Jun Shuwan went to the general's mansion and Song Xirong was the only female elder in the family, in this era, both ordinary people and aristocratic families were very disciplined.

When staying at someone else's home, you are absolutely not allowed to enter the host's living area without the host's invitation.

Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing. Now his parents were starting to dislike his nagging.

He readily followed the advice and took the brocade box with him, returning to the hotel from his room.

After packing up, he took a taxi and went to the location Yan Jing sent him.

It was not known whether it was lucky or unlucky, but not long after he left, General Huo came to his house in person.

As for General Huo, apart from a few interactions before the New Year, there hasn't been much contact since then. Even the New Year gifts have to go through Jun Shuwan.

The main purpose is to avoid suspicion.

After all, one is the deposed prince and the other is a general with military power.

Huo Lian had almost cleared out all the spies, and Duan Wen secretly cleared them out again after taking office, but what if there were still some that slipped through the net?

As a border guard general, he had too many connections with the deposed crown prince. Once this news got back to the court, his family in the capital might be in danger.

But today he had to come in person.

There was such a big commotion in the entire border town, how could he not know about it?

Thinking about the potatoes he had robbed from Jun Qiulan like a bandit, he wondered if Jun Qiulan had gotten some seeds from somewhere.

After all, the Song family came here to do business, and dozens of trucks of supplies entered the city, so many people saw it.

Within two days, news spread that Magistrate Duan had begun distributing grain seeds.

The person Huo Lian sent out to investigate came back and reported that it was a fist-sized lump of earth, so he naturally thought it was a potato.

To be honest, this is a good thing.

He saw with his own eyes the number of potatoes Jun Yu dug out from a small vegetable patch, and knew the terrifying amount of grain production.

There is a severe drought this year.

If the people have no food left at home, something big will happen, and then there will be chaos in the military camp as well.

With these potatoes, people have an extra chance to survive.

He was well aware of the nature of the imperial court. If the relief grain was not distributed in time, and the people in the border towns rebelled, his military camp would not be in a good situation either. There was no need to elaborate on how many military households lived in the border towns and how many soldiers in the military camp had taken root in the border towns.

If there is no rice at home, can the soldiers still follow him to fight?

So when he knew that Jun Qiulan had brought so many potatoes again, he turned a blind eye.

Anyway, he already has a large basket of potatoes in his hand. This batch may not be able to solve this year's drought. Fortunately, they have their own farmland and stored grain. No matter how unreliable the superiors are and how much they deduct from the military pay, they can always pay some.

Just tighten it a little and it can hold up.

He was busy looking for water sources some time ago.

In addition to affecting food production, the most terrifying thing about drought is the lack of drinking water.

As a result, the skilled farmer he specially selected said that the potatoes were different from the seeds he had seen in the village when he was helping him plant them.

And the planting methods taught are also different.

For example, in potato breeding, each bud can be a seed. After cutting and planting, you can harvest a bunch of potatoes.

However, the lumps of earth distributed by the government had a reddish surface and were mostly long and narrow, which was somewhat different from those in the military camp.

The planting method is even more different. This red bump is planted using vines.

The military farmer couldn't make up his mind, so he simply reported the matter to Huo Yan.

This year's food supply is of great importance and we cannot be careless.

Only then did Huo Lan realize that the grains and potatoes in the village were two completely different varieties.

The government also said that this new variety is called sweet potato, which is cold-resistant and drought-resistant, and the vines can also be eaten as a vegetable.

Huo Lian clearly remembered that Jun Qiulan had told him that potato vines were absolutely not to be eaten. Yet, everyone in his family ate a bite and had diarrhea for several days.

He always remembers it.

Thinking of this, Huo Lan almost laughed out of anger.

How did Jun Qiulan manage to stealthily replace the real thing with the fake one? Where did he get so much food so quietly?

He even went back home and secretly discussed it with his wife all night.

His wife couldn't figure it out either.

Especially Jun Shuwan in the mansion is a magical existence.

How did a little girl who was raised in the boudoir learn such a unique medical skill?

That day, Jun Shuwan sutured the wound of the boy from the Qian family, and her hands were covered in blood. Even Mrs. Huo, who was born in a border town, couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

She could also see that Jun Shuwan's hands were shaking a little, but she still persevered and actually saved the person.

It was undoubtedly a shock to both the couple.

Jun Shuwan's explanation was that she had used this method to treat small animals before, which made some sense. After all, she was a kind-hearted girl.

Some time ago, Jun Shuwan developed allicin. Although Jun Shuwan's courtyard was far from the main courtyard, the entire general's mansion was filled with the smell of garlic during that period.

No one knew what she was researching.

It was because of the shock of the stitching that they wanted Jun Shuwan to try it.

Who would have thought that this allicin would also give them a great shock. It turned out to be very effective in combating redness, swelling and pus caused by external injuries.

First, the younger sister showed her miraculous abilities, and then the older brother managed to produce so many grain seeds without anyone noticing.

It is indeed unbelievable.

If you say that all of them were transported by the Song family for business, you only need to calculate the amount of grain sent to each village and the dozens of trucks of goods transported by the Song family to find that the numbers do not match at all.

The number of grain varieties is too large, which is enough to fool ordinary people.

Especially in the past few days, the Song family's business has been doing quite well, and it is obvious that they have transported a lot of goods themselves.

The couple discussed it all night but could not come to an accurate conclusion. Their only thought was that Jun Qiulan might have had some kind of adventure.

Huo Lian had heard a piece of news in the past. A young man from a prominent family had a fortuitous adventure and came up with many new things. However, he became too ambitious and even wanted to overthrow the era, which brought disaster to his family.

After wandering around for two days, Huo Lian decided to go and see what was going on.

As for grain seeds, one more kind is not too much, especially since the situation is special this year.

As for his previous basket of potatoes, it would be of no help to the military camp unless a second crop could be successfully planted this year.

"General Huo, Ji Bai did go out today. He said he was going to the forest to look for water. I'm afraid he won't be back for the next two days." Jun Yu was as still as a mountain.

Huo Lian walked into the main hall with a majestic posture and sat down.

Not to mention, the Jun family's courtyard is quite well built.

Now is not the time to talk about these leisurely things.

"This general doesn't want to ask anything else, he just wants to know if this grain is still available. Mr. Jun, you know the court has been withholding food and wages year after year, and the soldiers can only barely get enough to eat. If there is a severe drought this year, even that won't be enough. This general heard a few days ago that this new grain is drought-resistant, so he came to ask for a few baskets of grain today to give the soldiers another way to survive."

He actually started crying about being poor.

Jun Yu didn't know what to say and hesitated for a long time.

Anyway, I will never admit it.

"These grain seeds were distributed by the government. If General Huo wanted grain seeds, he should have gone to the prefect. Why did he come to us?"

Huo Lian lowered his voice and said, "Among the surrounding villages, yours grows the most crops. Do you still say you don't have any grain to grow?"

He also went to check.

According to the instructions from above, the number of crops for each village will be divided among the villagers according to the number of people after they are grown, and everyone is required to take good care of them together.

But in Jun Yu's village, there are obviously three more fields, two sandy fields and one newly reclaimed wasteland.

After a little inquiry, I found out that this was the Jun family's field.

Jun Yu seemed to be hesitant to speak.

There was indeed some grain seeds left at home, and they planned to distribute them in bulk at a low price when Song Ting and the others left.

It is also to blur the origin of the grain.

They will all be planted in the future. Even if we go to their house and find out that they got it, we will not know where they got it from.

There is no way to pry into Jun Qiulan's secrets.

But what I said to General Huo today is really hard to explain.

After thinking about it carefully, it was likely that their previous actions could not be hidden from Huo Lian.

He considered, "This grain matures quickly and can be harvested in three months. The government has exchanged the grain originally intended for the military camp with the villagers. After the harvest, all the grain will be returned. General Huo will not be short of grain then."

Of course Huo Lian knew.

He had never thought that it was a new variety of grain. He thought that after Duan Wen harvested the crops, they would still be able to get so many potatoes.

This potato was as big as a fist. It was the grain he had brought back earlier. He cooked it and ate it with his wife. They felt very full.

He was just waiting for Duan Wen to send it over.

At that time, some of it will be kept as seeds, and the rest can be used as food.

We can't just not want the people to live.

But the situation is different now, it’s a new variety of grain.

And according to the information he had inquired, sweet potatoes are drought-resistant.

What is the most important thing now? The drought.

If there is no drought, we can wait a few more months.

But if he waits another three months now, the opportunity will be lost.

Now the drought has begun to show signs. There have only been three rains since the New Year, and there has been no rain at all since then.

In previous years, spring rain was as precious as oil, but this year it is as precious as gold.

The rivers and wells are still there, so it shouldn't be a problem to survive these three months.

But what about three months later?

There was already a water shortage at that time in previous years, and it will definitely be more serious this year.

Jun Yu also sighed in his heart. It was not that they didn’t want to manage the military camp.

It is true that I have the will but not the ability.

How much kind of grain would be needed to provide sufficient food for an army of hundreds of thousands?

My son had already taken a huge risk by getting 10,000 kilograms of grain seeds.

Facing General Huo, Jun Yu could only remain silent.

Looking at his expression, Huo Lian knew that there would be no result today.

I'm afraid the real boss of this family is Jun Qiulan.

As for Jun Qiulan, did he go to the mountains to look for water?

Huo Lan is temporarily skeptical about this statement.

He had come several times, and Jun Qiulan had always gone into the woods. In the past, he had gone hunting, and now he was looking for water.

It sounds reasonable, but it doesn't feel right.

Could it be that his and his wife's guess was correct?

"Mr. Jun, I won't waste any more time. I'll wait for three days at most. After three days, I want to talk to Jun Qiulan."

Jun Yu sighed, "But he went to the forest, and I don't know when he will come back."

After a pause, he added, "When he comes back, I'll have him go to the General's Mansion immediately."

This matter cannot be avoided. I really need to wait until my son comes back to talk to Huo Lan about it.

Avoid more trouble.

Huo Lian nodded and lowered his stance again. "I'm not using my official position to pressure others. This is truly a matter of life and death, concerning the rations of the entire military camp. I hope Mr. Jun can convey my words to Jun Qiulan. If you need any help in the future, feel free to come to the General's Mansion to find me."

Actually, if you think about it, he is quite unreasonable.

Jun Qiulan was a demoted prince, and they hadn't done anything for him before he was demoted.

The Huo family never participated in factional disputes, which is why the emperor would still use him even though he didn't like him.

Now that people have come to his place, they have helped him a lot before. This is Jun Qiulan's righteousness, otherwise he could have just kept himself safe.

Huo Lian sighed and actually bowed to Jun Yu: "I hope Mr. Jun will understand."

Jun Yu quickly dodged, "General, I can't do that. I'm just a farmer now, and I can't afford your courtesy."

Huo Lian: "No, you can afford it."

Just based on the fact that they were able to obtain so many grain seeds, they were worthy of being enshrined in the Taimiao.

I wonder if the old emperor’s heart is blind and his eyes are blind as well.

Even though Jun Qiulan is not his biological son, he does have the potential to be a wise ruler.

The court is in chaos and the old emperor is not in good health. What use can those newborn babies be?

If that happens, the court will probably be unable to escape the interference of external relatives in politics.

Thinking of this, he also sighed.

Only after Huo Lian left did Song Xirong come out from the backyard.

"What should I do?"

Jun Yu: "I can't let my son take such a risk. If all else fails, I'll just get another few hundred pounds and have General Huo secretly take it away."

Although my son said that the sweet potatoes there were not valuable and the market price was cheaper than rice, and because of the high rice production, not many people actually ate sweet potatoes, so even if he bought tens of thousands of kilograms, it would not be a problem. People might think that he was buying sweet potatoes for secondary processing as a side dish.

But it still sounds mysterious to them.

This is beyond their understanding.

In Dasheng, if ordinary people stockpiled tens of thousands of kilograms of grain at one time, it would definitely attract attention.

Jun Yu: "Don't panic. It just so happens that everyone thinks Lan'er has been out recently. I don't know how many days it will take for Lan'er's issues to be resolved."

"We agreed to study for about seven days. Even if something happens later, it should only take two or three days. It's almost done."

Jun Yu nodded, "I just don't know how he is doing as a guest today."

Jun Qiulan was standing at the door of Yan Jingfa's address at this moment.

It's not that he couldn't get in. After he explained his purpose and registered, the security guard dispatched a shuttle bus to take him in.

It's also incredible.

I actually have to take a shuttle bus from the entrance of the community to my home?

He had only taken the shuttle bus at the airport once.

There are no high-rise buildings like those in the city in the community. All of them are single-family houses, some with three floors and some with five floors.

This kind of house is different from the urban village he lived in before, and has nothing to do with the luxury of the appearance.

The urban village also has small buildings of three or four stories, but the buildings are next to each other in rows and the spacing is very dense. The small buildings here are very far apart.

The roads in the community even have two-way lanes and sidewalks.

It took more than ten minutes from the time I got on the shuttle bus to Yan Jing's house.

Jun Qiulan suddenly thought of a novel she had read before, in which the heroine tried to escape from the hero's control, but ended up not being able to even get out of the door.

At that time, he was still thinking that even if it was his former prince's mansion, he should be able to escape, right?

Now that I think about it, it's because he was too narrow-minded. If he had come in alone just now, he might not have been able to find the way.

Yan Jing was already waiting at the door.

Jun Qiulan got out of the car and handed over the gift. "It's my first visit, so I'll give it to Grandpa Yan as a small gift."

Yan Jing guessed that Jun Qiulan was busy with the matter he had mentioned before, and that she was going to prepare gifts.

I couldn't help but smile.

"We're all friends, why do we still care about these empty formalities?"

Jun Qiulan: "It is precisely because we are friends that I need to care about you."

Yan Jing was slightly stunned. He didn't know where Jun Qiulan, a little Taoist priest who grew up in the mountains, learned so many etiquettes?

What Jun Qiulan just said was what his grandfather had said to him before.

My grandfather said that no matter what, etiquette should not be abandoned. No matter how close friends are, when visiting, even bringing a bag of fruit is better than going empty-handed.

Yan Jing led the way. "This box is quite heavy. What's inside?"

Jun Qiulan: "It's just an ordinary porcelain tea set. It's not worth too much, but the style is quite elegant. I hope Grandpa Yan doesn't mind it."

"You really gave me the right gift." Yan Jing sighed, "Compared to me, you seem more like the old man's grandson."

Jun Qiulan chuckled.

The old man is also waiting, and the chessboard has been set up.

"Since it's white, come and sit down, have a cup of tea and take a rest."

Mr. Yan is still as energetic as ever, and his speech is full of energy.

Jun Qiulan sat down and said, "Sorry to bother you, Grandpa Yan."

"It's too formal to say that. I went to your Taoist temple and stayed there for a month or so. You're really something. You came to Shanghai and didn't even send me a message. You didn't even think of visiting an old man like me."

Yan Huai really likes this young man.

He is good-looking, polite, has beautiful handwriting, and is also very good at chess.

He felt a little regretful. If he had gone there a few years earlier and not been so stubborn with Qingheng, he might have discovered such a gem a long time ago.

Bring him back, send him to school, give him the best education, and he will definitely achieve something in the future.

He didn't know why, but he just felt that Jun Qiulan was kind.

"Grandpa, I've given you a set of tea sets for free."

Yan Huai's eyes lit up. Look, what a good child.

"If you don't mind, I'll open it now and use your tea set to make a pot of tea."

Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Of course I don't mind. I hope Grandpa Yan will like it."

Yan Huai only needed to give Yan Jing a look and he would get back to work.

Of course, Yan Jing didn't need to do it himself. He just needed to open the gift box and ask the aunt at home to wash the tea set and put it on the tea table.

"Sir, this box looks quite elegant. Do you want to keep it?"

Yan Jing nodded and said, "Leave them all here. I'll show them to Grandpa later."

Just looking at this tea set, it seems that it is not cheap. At least for Jun Qiulan, it is a considerable expense.

This wooden box is also finely crafted and does not look like it was produced on an ordinary assembly line, but rather handmade.

As for the wood, he didn't know much about it, so he had to wait until his grandfather came to see it.

When the tea set was served, the old man couldn't put it down.

"This looks like the style of Jiangnan in ancient times."

Jun Qiulan: "Grandpa Yan has good eyesight."

He didn't explain in detail the origin of the tea set. It was enough that the old man liked it.

Yan Jing automatically acted as the tool to make tea.

The movements are smooth and flowing.

Jun Qiulan was quite surprised.

Old Master Yan smiled and said, "His parents are also artists. When Weixi was a child, they were often not at home. He grew up with me. I like to tinker with these things, so he learned some from me."

Jun Qiulan nodded. This tea-making action looked quite familiar.

But he didn't quite understand. In the past, no one needed him, the prince, to serve tea. It was always done by the servants.

I guess the techniques for making tea are all similar?

As for himself, he could only brew hot water into tea leaves and that was all he did. His father used to know a bit about tea art, so maybe he and Yan Jing could have some common topics?

Wait, why is he considering that his father and Yan Jing have no common topics?

"Try it?"

Jun Qiulan doesn’t know how to make tea, but he knows how to drink tea.

He sniffed lightly, "Is this Longjing tea from before the Qingming Festival?"

Yan Huai laughed heartily. "You're both white and have good taste. Jiangnan porcelain should be paired with Jiangnan tea."

What a particular old man, Jun Qiulan sighed quietly in his heart.

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