54 Red Dates and Longan Soup
◎My sister only favors him◎
The sun sets in the west, and behind the pavilions and towers is a large area of warm red and light purple blending, spreading across the sky, in an inconspicuous house in Yunzhou City.
A thin sheet of paper was covered with Xirong characters. Xie Wuyang half-leaned on the nanmu hollowed-out couch to examine it. It turned out that Song Jinyi was the daughter of one of the richest merchants in Yunzhou City, but...
He recalled that Song Jinyi rarely mentioned her family background and lived in poverty. Her hands were covered with calluses. Apart from her delicate face like jade, she could not be associated with the lady of a wealthy family.
It seems that her relationship with the Song family is in such a bad state. "Is this all the information about Song Jinyi?"
Xie Wuyang twisted the paper and threw it towards Hunnamu. Hunnamu didn't dare to dodge. The sharp edge of the paper cut a tiny cut on his face, and blood seeped out.
Xie Wuyang said in an unhappy tone, "It says that Song Jinyi is the daughter of Song Zhangye, the richest man in Yunzhou, but Song Jinyi has never mentioned it to anyone. What's the reason? Why don't you investigate?"
Hunnamu knelt on the ground. Although he knew in his heart that he had to obey his master's orders, his confusion still made him ask aloud, "I don't know why a merchant's daughter would go to such great lengths?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to be my sword? What? Are you questioning my decision? If so, then you should return to Yuedu and find the Left Wise King."
Hunnamu said hurriedly: "I dare not, I am just curious."
Xie Wuyang looked at Hun Namu with a look that asked, "How did you get to where you are today?" "You know better than me what Hui Yuedu means. The Song family is a family of merchants. The Han people have a saying, 'Money makes the world go round.' As long as you have money, it won't be difficult to do anything..."
Xie Wuyang pointed this out, and Hun Namu realized, "Returning to Yuedu requires the support of the nobles. The nobles value profit. If they can obtain the Song family's money, win over the hearts and minds of the people, and recruit talents... then returning to Yuedu will be a piece of cake."
Not too stupid.
only……
"But the Song family is Han Chinese. How can they be used by us? Although the prince has a close relationship with the young lady of the Song family, the young lady of the Song family is not highly regarded by the Song family."
"That's not a difficult task. With my help, she will be the only person in charge of the Song family." Xie Wuyang stood up slowly, and the guard who was serving beside him bowed and handed him the golden knife.
Hunnamu waved his hand and asked the guard next to him to practice with his sword.
When Xie Wuyang was in Shengjing, he mastered the technique of the Jincuo Knife in less than a month. Now he has mastered it to perfection. He flicked his wrist and swung the knife out at an extremely fast speed.
The servant was caught off guard and instinctively resisted and evaded, but was pinned to the ground by the knife and had no power to fight back.
Hunnamu clapped his hands with satisfaction. Prince Jun was indeed a person valued by Zuo Xianwang. He practiced diligently, had great talent, and acted decisively.
Xie Wuyang turned his wrist, grasped the hilt of the knife, and pointed it at Hunnamu, "You come!"
During the competition, he was even able to multitask, instructing Hunnamu: "Go find out how many sons the Song family has—"
Hun Namu was slightly startled, then he used his wrist to change hands and hold the knife, swinging it towards Xie Wuyang.
Xie Wuyang stepped back to release the pressure, and said calmly: "He has as many sons as he wants, so he can kill as many as he wants, and finally force him to choose Song Jinyi as his heir."
Even someone like Hunnamu, who had experienced great battles in Yuedu, was shocked when he heard the man in front of him say such words so casually, and the knife in his hand revealed a flaw.
Ask Xie Wuyang to take advantage of the opportunity to use force and knock down the weapon.
Hunnamu picked up the knife and praised, "Prince, your knife skills are becoming more and more proficient. I'm afraid that in a few days you will be able to master the knife skills that no one can stop."
Xie Wuyang asked how his swordsmanship ranked in Yuedu.
"Lucky to be in the top three."
After hearing this, Xie Wuyang slowly smiled and said, "I hope that I will personally harvest Qi's head with this knife."
Before Xie Wuyang left, Hun Namu still dared to ask another question: "If Miss Song becomes the head of the Song family, how can you guarantee that she will be used by you again?"
"The best way to control a woman is love. I will make her fall in love with me and make her willing to be used by me."
Xie Wuyang knew that Song Jinyi had let down her guard against him, and he knew from the first sight that Song Jinyi liked his face, and his face was the best weapon.
After hearing this, Hunnamu wanted to say something but stopped himself, and finally swallowed the words he shouldn't have said.
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The next day.
As usual, the four of them got up early and had a simple breakfast of pickles, steamed buns and porridge.
Li He held her chubby face, the flesh spilling out from her fingertips, and said with a resentful tone, "I'm starving and skinny from eating porridge and steamed buns every day."
Xu Ruolan put the steamed bun down and patted her head. "Which puppy ate both of those big chicken legs yesterday?"
While they were chatting and laughing, there was a knock on the door. It was Peng Ziyue and others who came over and said they wanted to help transport things.
Song Jinyi was both happy and grateful, so she asked them to wait in the front hall for a while and sent Li He out to buy two baskets of buns.
She was still busy brewing health-preserving tea, so she gave the task of entertaining Peng Ziyue and the others to Xu Ruolan.
In the kitchen, Xie Wuyang sat on a low stool, constantly throwing firewood into the stove, while Song Jinyi sat next to him, picking up red dates with tongs and roasting them in the fire.
Wait until the outside is slightly charred, then take it out and cook it with longan.
Xie Wuyang asked curiously, "Why do we need to roast the red dates?"
Because the roasted red dates have a bit of bitterness, bitterness can bring down the stomach qi, enhance metabolism, and remove dampness.
"What's so special about it? You'll know once you try it."
Song Jinyi heard Li He's voice coming from the front hall, turned around and went out to get two buns for Xie Wuyang.
Li He saw this and her face wrinkled up. "Sister is only partial to him and doesn't care about me at all. I bought all these buns, but I didn't even get to eat any of them."
Song Jinyi held her forehead and smiled bitterly. Xie Wuyang got up the earliest every day to chop wood and make fire, and he also did the most work in moving things. Now, because he had to watch the fire, he couldn't even eat hot meals.
But she couldn't say that to Li He. Li He had worked so hard to transform from a cautious "outsider" to a "family member". Besides, she had an intellectual disability and might have difficulty understanding what she said.
She said, "If you want to eat steamed buns, I'll get up early tomorrow and make you some fresh meat buns. How about that?"
When Li He heard that Song Jinyi was going to make something delicious tomorrow, she didn't care anymore and hugged Song Jinyi's arm and said coquettishly, "Sister is the best."
After the red dates and longan soup was ready, Song Jinyi gave it to Xie Wuyang to taste.
It's definitely different from yesterday.
Song Jinyi said, "Don't you think these red dates smell good after being roasted? They have a burnt aroma."
Xie Wuyang nodded.
"Yesterday was the first day I went to the trade fair. I was in such a rush that I didn't have time to prepare the red dates. This is my exclusive secret recipe."
Xie Wuyang stroked the teacup and thought secretly: There are only two of them in the kitchen, but Song Jinyi told him her secret recipe. Does this mean that in her heart, he is more important than the other two?
When everything was ready, the group hurried to the fair.
With the help of Peng Ziyue and the others, today's journey was much easier than yesterday. It took about half an hour to reach the fair.
Li He saw Song Jinyi loudly soliciting customers and thought it was fun, so she followed suit and shouted, "Come and take a look, don't miss it, you won't be cheated if you buy it..."
Longan and red date tea is healthy and nourishing, has the effects of replenishing blood and calming the mind, nourishing the skin, protecting the liver, moistening the lungs, and improving eyesight..."
Today's red dates are roasted. Once the lid is opened, the fragrance of the red dates will penetrate into people's noses along with the hot steam.
“It smells so good like red dates.”
"Shopkeeper, why are your red dates burnt black?"
It wasn't Song Jinyi's turn to explain, so someone knowledgeable gathered around and said, "You don't understand. These burnt red dates are a good thing. Roasting red dates is time-consuming and laborious, and few people would do this thankless task. This shopkeeper is a real man. Give me two cups."
Thanks to this eloquent customer, Song Jinyi and Xu Ruolan were so busy scooping tea from red dates and longan that they kept scooping tea without stopping until they bought a full bucket.
Song Jinyi took the opportunity to recommend other products.
By noon, a path had been cleared through the crowded crowd.
Four or five servants walked sideways like crabs, separating their master from the crowd.
Song Jinyi also looked over curiously and saw a man with a face like a silver basin, big and dull eyes, a protruding belly, wearing a pink long gown and a Shu brocade jacket trimmed with rabbit fur.
The fabric looked expensive, and under the alternation of light and shadow, dark patterns appeared on the brocade.
He grumbled, "This trade fair is just so-so. There's nothing new to eat or anything new to eat. It's not even as good as the variety of dishes at my brother-in-law's private kitchen."
Song Jinyi was just wondering when a wealthy man like yesterday would come and buy all her snacks, and here he came.
Song Jinyi seized the opportunity and shouted loudly when he approached, successfully attracting his attention.
"Healthy tea? Such a health-preserving method?"
Song Jinyi used the method of first praising and then criticizing to sell the product. She first praised the young master, saying that he had a plump figure, a wealthy face, and a look of great wealth and honor. After she finished speaking, she felt a slight pain in her conscience.
She smiled, suppressing the discomfort in her heart, and continued, "It's just that your face is a little yellow, but this does not affect your graceful demeanor..."
Xu Ruolan looked at Song Jinyi's eloquent speech and realized who Li He learned this smooth talking skill from.
"This tangerine peel invigorates the Qi and strengthens the spleen, while this wolfberry nourishes the Yin and nourishes the liver. I guarantee that after drinking too much, your complexion will be rosy, your body will be healthier, and everything you eat will taste delicious, and everything you do will be more energetic."
The young master glanced at the tea in Song Jinyi's hand and let the servant beside him taste it first.
After getting confirmation that it tasted good, he condescended to lower his noble head, looked at it carefully, and took a sip cautiously.
The tea has a strong flavor. At first, it smells acrid from wolfberry, but when you taste it, you can first taste the faint citrus aroma of dried tangerine peel, and a little sourness from berries. The aftertaste is sweet, probably because a little honey was added.
It’s indeed good, he nodded in affirmation.
The other merchants who were watching the fun nearby, this young master, walked from one end of the fair to the other, commenting on the things he saw as he walked: “This one looks just average;
Tsk tsk, do we need to bring this thing in from outside? Is Yunzhou some remote place?
Even dogs wouldn’t eat this stuff! Oh my god! I thought this cloth was taken from beggars?
There were also customers who left after hearing these negative comments. Many merchants were so angry with him that they wanted to step forward and fight him, but there were too many people around him.
The young master asked Song Jinyi how much tea she had left and he wanted it all.
The young master raised his hand, and the servants behind him stepped forward to lift the bucket.
Song Jinyi was stunned for a second. "We don't sell this bucket originally, but since you bought it, I'll give it to you. There are fifty servings of tea in it, eight cents per serving, for a total of four hundred coins."
He exhaled through his nostrils, "What's the hurry? Do you think this young master can't afford it?"
Song Jinyi said, "How could that be?" "Master, you are obviously from a wealthy family, of course you can afford it," she said, spreading her hands and looking at him sincerely.
The man said with a displeased look on his face, "Judging from your accent, even if you're not from Yunzhou, you should be from one of the surrounding towns. How can you be so ignorant? You don't even recognize me!"
The attendant behind him said, "Our young master never brought any money with him when he went out. Put the bill on the Song family's account, and someone will come to pay it when the time comes."
Song Jinyi put her hand in front of the tea bucket, smiling, and said firmly, "Excuse me, sir, we don't accept credit for small business."
"Do you know who the Song family is? How could they owe you so much?"
There are so many people with the surname Song, and her surname is Song. Even if the king of heaven comes, he has to pay before leaving.
"The Song family we are talking about is the richest family in Yunzhou City!" The servant relied on the power of his master and thought that the other party would show a shocked expression, and then put on a flattering expression.
Unexpectedly, the woman in front of him raised a scornful smile after hearing about the Song family, and looked up and down at her young master.
How outrageous!
Song Jinyi was thinking: How come she didn’t know when she had such a big brother?
"Of course I've heard of the Song family, but I've never heard that Mr. Song has a son your age."
"Our young master is Madam Song's younger brother—Shen Lang."
【Author’s words】
Please collect ovo
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Xie Wuyang: "I will make her fall in love with me and make her willing to serve me."
The author patted his head: You little juice, you wishful thinking, the love line still has ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties (not) before it can have a positive result
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