The healthy servant came to the guest room and saw the gentleman discussing matters, but he seemed to want to say something but hesitated.
Chen Chuangu's eyes were sharp, and he asked, "What's the matter?"
After repeating Rong Xi's words, Jian Pu waited for a reply, but heard Chen Chuangu burst into laughter again and said, "If I were Young Master Rong, why would I care about this?"
After saying this, he looked at Chen Dalang's slightly gloomy face and smiled playfully.
Chen Erlang caught something and asked curiously, "You mean, Rong Xiaolangjun stirs the spoon himself?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Chuangu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "The porridge for breakfast was also made by him?"
The porridge was sweet, fragrant and soft, and he liked it very much.
In the morning, Jianpu went to the kitchen to fetch water and learned that the rice porridge was cooked by Rong Xi himself, so he nodded in response.
Chen Chuangu and Chen Erlang looked at Chen Dalang together.
Young Master Rong worked so hard to cook the porridge, but someone didn't even take a bite. Young Master Rong must have felt bad when he saw it with his own eyes.
Chen Dalang was very calm and said directly, "Bone soup is fine. In addition, I will increase the rent by 50% to thank Rong Langjun for his kindness."
The strong servant took the order and left.
The room was silent, with only the sound of dripping water outside the corridor.
At this time, another strong servant came back from somewhere and saw Chen Erlang. He said respectfully, "Mr. Erlang, I have found out everything."
White frost flew up and arrived at the corridor outside the door, as if keeping watch for the wind.
"Tell me about it." Chen Erlang knelt at the table, looking naturally noble.
Jian Pu replied, "This is the ancestral home of Minister Rong, the Minister of Personnel. Rong Langjun is his eldest son." He saw that the three Langjuns all looked confused, and added, "Rong Langjun was sent to Linxi because he angered his father."
"What made you angry?" Chen Chuangu was quite curious.
He saw that Young Master Rong was gentle, sincere and amiable, not like the kind of person who would easily cause trouble.
Jian Pu showed a rare expression on his face. He glanced at Chen Dalang and lowered his head again and said, "It is said that Rong Langjun is a womanizer and wants to force Liang Xiaolangjun. Minister Rong is worried that he will anger the prince, so..."
Chen Chuangu chuckled and smiled again.
"Young Master Liang is the adopted son of the Prince of Qin. The Prince of Qin is known as 'Yan Luo'. It is reasonable for Minister Rong to worry about him settling the score in the future."
After he finished speaking, he saw that Chen Dalang was deep in thought and Chen Erlang was trying to hold back his laughter. He then asked again, "Is it true that Rong Langjun wanted to bully Xiao Langjun?"
When it comes to beauty, Liang Siwen is far inferior to the person in front of him.
Last night, Young Master Rong and his servant brought soup to him. When he saw Chen Dalang, his eyes were clear and there was no greed in his eyes at all, which seemed inconsistent with the rumors.
Chen Erlang also looked at Jianpu with doubt in his eyes.
Jian Pu was slightly stunned, "I returned in a hurry and did not ask for confirmation."
At this time, another strong servant came back from the kitchen and said, "Big Young Master, Rong Langjun refused to accept the increase in money because it was his fault. I didn't know what Big Young Master liked or disliked, so I made the decision on my own and put him in a difficult position."
Chen Chuangu sighed, "Even if he was just acting, with his intelligence, he would not force Young Master Liang. What do you think, Second Master?"
He was asking about Chen Erlang, but went to see Chen Dalang.
"What Kawatani said is true."
The person Chen Erlang replied to was Chen Chuangu, but the person he was looking at was Chen Dalang.
The two servants looked at each other in silence.
"Last night and this morning, it was only two times, but you are so sure?" Chen Dalang finally spoke, "No matter what, we are only renting with him, don't worry about such trivial matters."
It doesn't matter whether the rumor is true or not.
Liang Siwen was the adopted son of the prince and had good martial arts skills. Even if Rong Xi really forced him, he would be safe and sound. Rong Xi was later sent to a remote town to live in poverty, which could be considered a punishment.
"Brother, what you said is very true. Although we have only seen each other twice, I see that Young Master Rong is not vulgar or coarse, and he has a leisurely temperament, is quiet and polite, and does not look like a treacherous person."
Chen Erlang clearly did not believe the rumors.
The matter was no longer discussed. The three were about to continue discussing matters when they heard a servant say, "I have something to report to you, my lord."
The three of them were curious, and Chen Chuangu was the most impatient, "Hurry up and speak!"
"I saw something in the kitchen that was very strange. It was a stove, but it was different from the ordinary ones, and the fire in the stove was not made by charcoal. Although I am not very knowledgeable, I have traveled with you all over the country and have seen a lot, but I have never seen anything like this."
"Not charcoal?" Chen Chuangu asked curiously, "What is that? Can you describe it?"
There were burning things piled up outside the kitchen. A strong servant looked over, noted their condition and described it.
The three were stunned when they heard this.
Chen Chuangu was particularly impatient, so he stood up and was about to leave. Chen Erlang still had the mind of a young man, so he also went. Only Chen Dalang was unable to walk and could only sit on the couch in silence.
Fortunately, the white frost was on the master's side, so it flew into the house and pecked at the quilt.
The man stroked the bird's head and thought about seeing Rong Xi last night. His eyes were clear and his mind was free of distractions. He agreed very much with what Chen Erlang had said before.
Mr. Rong is definitely not a cunning person.
In the kitchen, Liu He was placing firewood behind the stove. When he saw four people appear outside the kitchen, he was a little surprised and hurriedly got up and walked out.
"Mr. Chen Erlang, Doctor Chen."
Chen Chuangu pointed at the honeycomb briquettes and asked, "What is this?"
Recalling Rong Xi's instructions, Liu He replied sincerely: "My two gentlemen, this is a new product from Hu's charcoal merchant. It is very useful."
Before they could ask any more questions, Liu He started talking nonstop, praising the honeycomb coal balls to the skies.
Chen Chuangu and Chen Erlang were stunned upon hearing this.
Is there really such a good thing?
However, the benefits Mr. Liu mentioned are indeed not possessed by ordinary charcoal. Does the charcoal merchant Hu really have some skills?
While he was stunned, the young boy Liu came running over and said, "Aunt, we have run out of paper and ink at home. I'll go buy some."
Liu He nodded lovingly, "Go quickly and come back quickly."
After the young man left, Chen Chuan Gu and the other three returned to the guest room and told Chen Da Lang what they had seen, sighing repeatedly.
"I didn't expect that Mengshan County would have such a capable person. Although the merchants are of low class, the taxes and profits are not small." Chen Erlang lowered his eyes and sighed.
Merchants pay a lot of taxes every year. If they can get support from the court, they can make a lot of money and increase profits, filling the treasury.
If the court has money and gives it to the people, the people will have nothing to worry about.
"Please don't worry, Erlangjun." Chen Chuangu said seriously, "I just heard from Mr. Liu that this charcoal has not been promoted yet, and its future prospects are unknown. Moreover, its production method should be difficult, or it may be too expensive to buy, so ordinary people cannot use it."
Bai Shuang flew to the beam and looked down at the few people.
Chen Dalang hit the edge of the couch with his hand and spoke slowly, "Young Master Rong came to Linxi alone, penniless, and the Liu family's ancestors and grandchildren survive on their monthly allowance. If charcoal is expensive and hard to buy, how can they get it?"
Chen Erlang frowned and thought, "Maybe Hu wants to promote it, so the price is low and easy to get now."
There is some truth to this, but it is not rigorous.
"This matter remains to be considered. If honeycomb briquettes are indeed beneficial to the people, promoting them would be a good thing."
After Chen Dalang finished speaking, the others stopped talking about the matter.
At 3 p.m., afternoon meal arrived.
The fragrant and rich bone soup is served in a lacquer plate, with wolfberries and red dates floating in the white soup, bright and eye-catching. The bones and meat are submerged in the soup. The meat is soft and smooth, melting in the mouth. The marrow in the bones is delicious, and the fragrance lingers on the teeth and cheeks after a slight suck.
Chen Chuangu was not polite at all and drank three bowls in a row, but he still didn't feel satisfied.
Chen Erlang was proud of his status and had strictly controlled his diet since childhood. After two bowls, although he wanted to have more, he stopped only when he saw the pleading look of his strong servant.
Chen Dalang sat on the couch, looking relaxed, drinking slowly from the bowl.
Seeing Chen Chuangu's eager eyes, he picked up a large piece of tender meat, chewed it and swallowed it, saying: "This bone soup was cooked by Rong Xiaojun for me. Three bowls are enough for you. Don't force me to drink more."
The implication is that he benefited from the patient's help.
Chen Chuangu placed the bowl on the table, and suddenly sneered, his eyes fixed on someone's face, "I don't know if beauty is tempting."
Seeing Chen Dalang's face suddenly turn dark, Chen Erlang couldn't help but smile softly with his hands covering his lips. My brother hates it most when people comment on his appearance. Doctor Chen is really bold.
"In that case, you are useless?" Chen Dalang hit back mercilessly. After drinking a bowl of wine, he poured another bowl.
Chen Chuangu's face suddenly drooped, and he said bitterly: "Chen Dalang, when it comes to beauty, no one in Wei can compare with you."
"I am relieved that you have self-awareness." Chen Dalang raised his eyebrows slightly, drank the bone soup in one gulp, his eyes shining.
Suddenly, a strong servant came hurriedly.
"Sir, the police are here to look for a fugitive."
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