"Are you okay?" Seeing Jiang Yueyang coming out of the house, Ye Wuhen hurried over.
"fine."
"he……"
Jiang Yueyang shook her head to interrupt him, then took his hand and wrote on his palm.
"He believed..."
Before the words on the palm of her hand were completely written, Ye Shang walked out of the room, and Ye Wuhen hurriedly held her hand.
When Ye Shang saw the two holding hands, the misunderstanding deepened.
Jiang Yueyang calmly withdrew her hand and said with a slight smile: "I'll go back first."
"I send you."
"No need." Jiang Yueyang smiled sweetly, "It's rare for your uncle to come here, you should accompany him well and let him see your life now."
After saying that, Jiang Yueyang walked past him and went out.
As soon as she left, only the father and son were left in the backyard, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
After a long silence, Ye Wuhen took the initiative to speak: "Father, the shop next door is also mine, do you want to go over and take a look?"
Ye Shang stared at him for a while and nodded, "Okay."
Afterwards, Ye Wuhen took Ye Shang to the "Guoli Guoqi" next door.
Seeing the fruits in the shop and the endless stream of customers, Ye Shang widened his eyes in slight surprise.
Ye Wuhen peeled a lychee and handed it to Ye Shang, "Father, try it. This is the lychee that the king in the storybook sent back from a thousand miles away just to make his beloved concubine smile."
Ye Shang hadn't read the script he was talking about, but that didn't stop him from taking the lychee his son handed over and eating it.
From childhood to adulthood, his son had never been so close to him.
When the lychee entered his mouth, the sweet juice burst out from his mouth, went down his throat into his body, and went straight to his heart.
Ye Wuhen thought he liked it, so he peeled another one for him, "Father, I'll have someone wash some of each fruit and bring it over."
"No need to go through so much trouble." Ye Shang said as he picked up the mulberries in the basket and put them into his mouth, "I'm not that particular."
At this moment, the Duke of England, carrying two baskets full of fruit, emerged from the crowd with two servants.
Seeing that Ye Wuhen was particularly respectful to a man, he walked over curiously.
"Mr. Ye."
Ye Wuhen smiled and nodded at him, "Didn't the Duke of England buy a lot of fruits yesterday? Why did he buy so much again today?"
Duke Ying glanced at the fruit in his hand and the fruit in the hands of the two servants, and said with a smile: "Master Ye, isn't it good for me to come and take care of your business every day?"
"That's good. But fruit is not easy to store. If you buy too much, it might go bad. I'd rather earn less than waste the fruit."
Hearing this, the Duke of England smiled with satisfaction, “Don’t worry, Master Ye, I can’t bear to let such delicious fruits go bad.
My family and I can finish this amount of fruit in two days. As for the fruits I bought yesterday, I gave them away.
Moreover, I found that my skin became better and I lost weight when I ate fruits regularly.”
He lowered his voice and said, "Since I started eating fruit as my meals, I have lost 11 pounds. Do you think I have lost a lot of weight now?"
Hearing this, Ye Wuhen looked him up and down, then nodded and said, "You have indeed lost a lot of weight, but you must not eat fruit as a meal, or else your body will have problems."
"I know, I just said that. I can't sustain myself by eating fruit every day. I just replaced the two meals I have to eat at noon with fruit, and I don't eat fruit all day to fill my stomach."
"That's good."
Ye Wuhen had never thought that someone would eat fruit as a meal before, because given the price of fruit, not many people would be rich enough to eat fruit as a meal, so he didn't make any special mention of it.
It seems that he needs to find some time to write an announcement and post it.
Duke Ying smiled and glanced at Ye Shang, then found an opportunity to ask: "Master Ye, who is this?"
"My father."
Upon hearing this, Duke Ying hurriedly bowed and greeted him, "So you are Mr. Ye's father. I am so sorry for your disrespect. Your son is young and promising. He has run his two shops very well. I believe it is because of your good guidance."
Ye Shang nodded slightly at him. Although there was no smile on his face, he was not too serious or cold either. "These are all his own efforts."
The Duke of England was just being polite to Ye Shang. He knew that Ye Wuhen was able to build his shop in the capital because of Jiang Yueyang.
Otherwise, the fruits and other rare items that Ye Wuhen brought out would have long been swallowed up by the major forces in the capital.
but……
Duke Ying smiled and continued, "Mr. Ye is very impressive and you can tell at a glance that he is not an ordinary person. I wonder where he is from?"
"Ye is used to freedom, and now he is just traveling around."
"That's not bad. The beautiful mountains and rivers of our Great Xia are worth a good tour. If I have the chance, I will go out and take a look."
At this time, one of the servants standing behind the Duke of England reminded him, "Master, it's getting late. Madam is still waiting for you in the mansion."
"I have something else to do, so I won't bother you anymore." He nodded at the two of them and left.
Ye Shang walked past the fruit shelves one by one, and picked up a fruit that interested him and ate it.
When he eats the fruits he likes, he will eat a few more. Ye Wuhen follows him and takes note.
After a while, Ye Shang asked, "Did that little girl help you get these fruits?"
"Yes." Ye Wuhen answered truthfully.
"What kind of work are the people in your family doing now?" Ye Shang asked another cryptic question.
Ye Wuhen knew that the "family members" he mentioned were the assassins of the Blood Demon Pavilion, and replied: "Some of them help me manage the store, and some are responsible for farming outside."
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