Chapter 200 You Are Not Even Worthy of Carrying His Shoes
Zhao Xingjian pressed down Zhou Huaining's outstretched hand, "Huaining, don't be rude!"
"No, senior brother, I have seen him!" Zhou Huaining stuttered.
Zhao Xingjian glanced at Ye Buwei, and their eyes met.
"Nonsense, how could you possibly have met Mr. Ye?"
Zhou Huaining is in his early twenties this year. He was born when the Regent was in trouble. How could he have any memory of the Regent?
Zhou Huaining said excitedly, "I've really seen him! In the portrait in my Buddhist temple! He looks exactly like the person in the portrait, except that the person in the portrait is younger! I'm so familiar with him. From childhood to adulthood, I don't know how many times I've worshipped him!"
Zhao Xingjian's expression shifted slightly. "Alright, alright, you got the wrong person."
Zhou Huaining was confused and asked, "Did I make a mistake? But my eyesight has always been excellent! How could there be two people in this world who look so similar?"
Ye Buwei looked calm as he looked at Zhou Huaining quietly.
Zhao Xingjian said that Wu Pinghou's son had arrived, so he naturally wanted to meet him.
He and Marquis Wuping had been through thick and thin together and had a life-and-death relationship. He even held the child in his arms when he was born.
He really didn't expect that the child could recognize him now.
"Do you know who the person in the portrait is?" Ye Buwei asked lightly.
Seeing the person he had knelt to countless times right in front of him, Zhou Huaining's knees softened reflexively and he almost knelt down and kowtowed, but fortunately he managed to hold himself back.
"Of course I know that the person in the portrait is the late Regent!"
Ye Buwei nodded slightly, "So you think I am the regent?"
"What outrageous words are you saying! You simply don't know your place!" Zhou Huaining rolled up his sleeves. "Let's not even mention that the Regent has been dead for twenty years! Just talking about the Regent's divine demeanor, how can a country bumpkin like you compare? If you dare to speak such outrageous words again, I'm going to turn on you and beat you up!"
Zhao Xingjian: “…”
Oh, this unlucky child.
I should have known not to bring him here.
"Huaining, don't get excited."
"Brother, I know that Mr. Ye has done you a favor, but the late Regent was a good friend of my father. How can I tolerate others disrespecting him?"
Ye Buwei smiled and said, "Young man, I didn't mean to say that. I only asked because I heard you say that I look exactly like the person in the portrait."
"I must have been mistaken! You don't look anything like the Prince Regent! You two are like heaven and earth! You're not even worthy of carrying his shoes!"
Zhao Xingjian: “…”
Zhao Xingjian no longer wanted to talk.
Fool, remember what you said today!
"Brother, you have met the Regent. Tell him now in person whether he is not even as good as one of the Regent's toes!"
Zhao Xingjian: ???
No, you're asking for trouble!
Why are you dragging me into this for no reason?
"Brother, please tell me!"
"Ahem!" Zhao Xingjian cleared his throat. "Actually, I think Mr. Ye does look like the Prince Regent! They're exactly alike, there's no difference! There's no such thing as two of a kind!"
"Senior brother, you..." Zhou Huaining was speechless.
Why are you ruining my show for no reason?
Don't I know they are exactly the same? We can't let him show off!
"Okay, young man, since you are here, why not stay for dinner!" Ye Buwei was not angry at all and was in a very good mood.
"No."
Zhou Huaining was used to a life of luxury, so he wasn't interested in the peasant food. "Mr. Ye took in my senior brother, Zhou Huaining. This money is my token of gratitude!"
As he said this, he took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.
Ye Buwei looked at the face that looked about 60% similar to Wu Pinghou and couldn't help but smile. "Master Zhao and I have a deep friendship. I don't need Mr. Zhou to give me a banknote."
"Right, right, right!" Zhao Xingjian said excitedly, "Mr. Ye and I have a special relationship! Don't let this yellow and white stuff tarnish our friendship!"
"Really?" Zhou Huaining looked at the banknote in his hand. "This is several thousand taels of silver, enough for your family... your family..."
Zhou Huaining was at a loss for words.
He had no idea about prices and couldn't figure out what he could do with several thousand taels of silver.
"That's enough flesh!" The little dumpling came running in, the little tuft of hair on his head trembling, and the flesh on his face trembling as well.
"Yes, yes, yes! It's enough to eat meat! It should be enough to eat meat for several months!" Zhou Huaining said.
"Yes!" Little Dumpling stood beside Zhou Huaining and looked up at him, "I'm so hungry without Rourouqi!"
"Look at you! This little kid is really honest!" Zhou Huaining stuffed all the banknotes into the little dumpling's pocket. "How can you pretend to be a hero if you don't have any money? Take it and buy some meat for your family!"
"Thank you!" The little dumpling turned around and walked out.
Ye Buwei: “…”
Zhao Xingjian: “…”
What should I do? This kid seems to be obsessed with money.
"Daddy, Teacher, it's time for dinner!" Yunniang shouted from outside.
Zhao Xingjian pulled Zhou Huaining and said, "Let's go eat together!"
Zhou Huaining whispered, "Brother, you go and eat. I'll go back to the carriage and have a meal."
There are snacks and refreshments in the carriage to fill your stomach.
"Are you sure you don't want to stay for dinner?"
"Sure." Zhou Huaining whispered, "Brother, you know I've always been picky about food."
“…Okay…”
Zhao Xingjian wanted to say something, but held back.
The two walked through the hanging flower gate and came to the front yard.
A tempting fragrance hits you in the face.
Zhou Huaining twitched his nose. "What's that smell? Why is it so fragrant?"
Zhao Xingjian closed his eyes slightly, his face intoxicated, "This should be the taste of dry pot chicken."
Zhou Huaining swallowed involuntarily, "Dry pot chicken? I've never heard of this dish!"
"It's no surprise you haven't heard of it, Junior Brother. Ye Family's Yunniang is an expert cook. Her dishes surpass those of the best restaurants in the capital, making them irresistible. This dry pot chicken is fragrant, spicy, burnt, crispy, and chewy, with a crispy exterior and tender interior..."
Zhao Xingjian suddenly paused at this point, "Junior brother, I won't keep you here. Just turn left after going out the gate and you can leave the village!"
"No, Senior Brother, I..." Zhou Huaining was drooling at the overbearing aroma. "I just thought about it. I finally got to see Senior Brother. I should definitely eat this meal with him!"
Zhao Xingjian shook his head, "No, you're picky about food, you can't get used to it!"
"It's okay, senior brother, I can give it a try! Is the kitchen over there?" Zhou Huaining couldn't control his steps.
Zhao Xingjian stopped him, "How can that be? This peasant meal is not suitable for your status. You don't need to endure this kind of hardship! Let me suffer for you!"
"No, I don't have any status, and I can endure more hardships than my senior brother!" Zhou Huaining rushed to the kitchen desperately, "I think I know why you don't want to leave!"
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