Chapter 91 A piece of ginger

Li Luo Courtyard was cleaned up by Chen Shiyi, and the dilapidated courtyard gate was also repaired.

Normally she would keep her courtyard tightly locked, because every time she cooked, Old Man Hu would promptly sit at the table and eat Chen Shiyi's portion of the meal.

A plate of pickled bamboo shoots, five dried small yellow croakers, a bowl of assorted pickled vegetables, and a bowl of green leafy vegetables.

Before Chen Shiyi had finished eating, there was a loud knock on the courtyard door.

She said with a smile.

"My dear, you are one of those people, right? I just finished and you came when you smelled the scent."

Mr. Hu's voice sounded a little impatient.

"Open the door."

Chen Shiyi was sitting on a stone bench outside the yard, and the dishes had already been placed on the stone table.

She picked up her chopsticks and ate while speaking.

"You better stop thinking about it. If you want to eat the food I cook, you have to pay me."

Mr. Hu snorted.

"Recently, the Wensu Marquis's Mansion is looking for a girl..."

Chen Shiyi's hand, which was picking up food, was stuck in mid-air.

She was shocked and hurried to the gate, opened it, and respectfully invited Mr. Hu into the yard.

"Master, what's going on? Can you tell me?"

Mr. Hu took an empty bowl beside him and ate with relish.

"Wait until I finish eating."

Chen Shiyi rolled his eyes.

"Master, to be honest, you are wrong. I rent your house, but it is also my own residence. It is wrong for you to break in without permission."

Mr. Hu picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks.

"Didn't you invite me in just now?"

Chen Shiyi choked immediately.

What happened just now is what happened before, and what happened before is what happened before. How can it be the same?

Chen Shiyi stopped talking. If she didn't eat, the small yellow croakers she had tonight would be reduced to ashes and she wouldn't even be able to taste them.

After finally finishing the meal, Mr. Hu took out Qiao and insisted that Chen Shiyi make him a pot of tea.

"Old man, stop while you're ahead, don't force me to curse..."

Mr. Hu snorted and said lazily.

"Outside, there are people from the Wensu Marquis's Mansion, looking for a girl. Now the whole city is in turmoil, and basically everyone in Kyoto knows about it."

He glanced at Chen Shiyi, who was worried.

"You are such a hot potato. You might get me into trouble someday."

Chen Shiyi smiled.

"You've known for a long time that I'm a hot potato. You didn't mention it before, but now you're talking about it. Isn't that because you have some demands?"

"From now on, you will be responsible for the two meals a day in the mansion."

"If you pay me, you'll agree. If you don't, forget it. I paid for the room, and now I have to pay for your meal. You're making a fool of yourself twice. Do you think I'm stupid..."

Mr. Hu sneered.

"You're not stupid, I know, you're very smart, but you're desperate now, you can only stay here with me to avoid the limelight, so naturally I still have the final say..."

When Chen Shiyi heard this, he quickly stood up, rolled up a package from inside the house and walked out of the yard.

Mr. Hu was stunned.

"Hey, hey, don't go..."

Chen Shiyi said angrily.

"Why shouldn't I leave? You're eating and drinking for free here every day, and you're always picky. I'd rather take the risk outside than be bullied here and let you do whatever you want."

Mr. Hu thought, after she left, she would come asking for the room refund later, and he would never have so much money to pay her back.

"Okay, okay, let me put it another way. I want to find a way to stop the Marquis' Mansion from looking for you. Then what about my previous condition..."

"agree…"

Chen Shiyi put the package back into his room with a smile.

Old Master Hu sneered at her triumphant look.

"Marquis Wensu has just returned from exile in Fangling and has come to look for you in such a high-profile manner. He is so unsteady in his actions. I guess you are more important in the Marquis' Mansion?"

Chen Shiyi curled his lips.

Mr. Hu continued.

"The only young lady in the Marquis's Mansion who is your age is that young lady, but judging from your behavior, I guess you followed the little maid into exile, right?"

Chen Shiyi smiled.

"Ginger is still spicy when it is old."

Mr. Hu looked at Chen Shiyi.

"Why are they risking offending their enemies and looking for you in such a big way?"

“Maybe I’m more important?”

"No, no matter how important a person is, the entire guard force of the Marquis' Mansion will not be displayed in front of others. Besides, the Marquis's son was partial to others and even sent people from the Ministry of Revenue out. This is a big handle. If they are caught and reported, the Marquis' Mansion will be in big trouble."

Chen Shiyi was a little depressed.

"Why is that?"

"It's impossible that the Marquis' Mansion didn't know the significance of doing this, but they didn't stop it, so I'm a little confused."

Chen Shiyi was silent.

"You can't figure it out either?"

"I guess there is another possibility that he wanted to poke some jars out to avoid and get something."

"Isn't it a bad thing to poke the wicket?"

Mr. Hu shook his head.

"A blessing in disguise. Nothing is absolute."

"You mean, the prince of the Marquisate is using the fact that he asked me to use the people of the Ministry of Revenue to gamble on a blessing in disguise. If he gambles right, it will be a blessing, but what if he loses?"

"It's not necessarily a disaster. His behavior cannot be judged as partiality. It's ambiguous. It depends on how the people above see it. If he doesn't want to strengthen the mansion, then it's very serious. If he wants to make the mansion better, then his behavior is insignificant."

Chen Shiyi said helplessly.

"Actually, he doesn't need to do this. Finding someone is a long-term plan. Why bother with all the trouble?"

Mr. Hu didn't understand.

Chen Shiyi didn't understand either.

What exactly is Wen Zhiheng doing?

"Master, what do you do? How do you know so much?"

Mr. Hu thought about it.

"I just eat dry rice."

The next day, Chen Shiyi went to the front yard and wanted Uncle Jin to bring her some vegetable seeds. There was a large piece of land in the Liluo yard where she could grow vegetables, which would at least save some money.

The little money she had was not enough to live in Kyoto, where expenses were extremely high.

Alas, I regret that I didn't do so much at the beginning!

"Master, why are you up so early today?"

Chen Shiyi, who was talking to Uncle Jin, looked back and his eyes widened.

She walked around Mr. Hu a few times and asked in disbelief.

"Purple robe? You're wearing a purple robe?"

Mr. Hu curled his lips.

"Look at you, you really haven't seen the world."

Chen Shiyi was still shocked.

"You are such a person, but you actually wear a purple robe?"

When Mr. Hu heard this, he refused to do it.

"What am I like? Can you explain it to me?"

Chen Shiyi smiled.

"You are handsome and elegant, and you chew duck so easily. I, at my age, can't compare to you."

Mr. Hu rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to Chen Shiyi.

Chen Shiyi followed closely behind.

"Are you a local official? The Minister of the Secretariat? The Minister of the Privy Council?"

After finishing speaking, Chen Shiyi talked to himself again.

"No, how can an official be without money?"

Mr. Hu sat upright and listened to Chen Shiyi's question.

"Does being an official necessarily require money?"

"Of course. You wear a purple robe, and the salary from the emperor is about five hundred taels a year, including various rewards, festival gifts, New Year's goods, the output of the fertile land, and the harvest of the shop. There is no way you can't support two old people, right?"

Mr. Hu asked seriously.

"How do you, a little maid, know so much?"