Chapter 127 Only Sunflowers Lean Towards the Sun
Yes, it is appreciation.
Lu Mingchao smiled and said, "Thank you for your kind words, Uncle Shi."
After the officials left, the common people on Chang Street outside the Chaofu Grain Store also left in groups, and their conversations filled with joy and surprise could still be heard from time to time.
Lu Mingchao's smile deepened. "Ayan, the storyteller in the teahouse can get busy now."
Sun Zhiye sent an east wind with ulterior motives, and she naturally wanted to ride on this east wind to soar up, and then ruthlessly uproot the Sun family, a big tree with lush branches and leaves in Changhe County.
By then, when people in Changhe County mentioned rice and grain, the first thing they thought of would be Chaofu Grain Store.
No, not just Changhe County.
If word of mouth spreads well, good news can spread thousands of miles.
She hoped Sun Zhiye would like the gift she gave him.
Xie Yan nodded, his eyes bright and shining.
His Ming Dynasty once again opened his eyes.
The grain store is in a mess and will definitely not be able to open for business today.
Lu Mingchao ordered the shopkeeper to deliver the rice and grain in the boxes that had not been destroyed to Jiciyuan, and then he returned to the backyard with Xie Yan.
The subsequent matters will be handled by the shopkeeper, accountant and the employees themselves.
Once in the backyard, Lu Mingchao sat lazily on a cushioned wooden chair as if she had lost her bones. She let the sunlight shine in through the window lattice and envelope her, and felt the endless heat rising from the burning charcoal basin. She felt her bones soften and comfortable.
When faced with storms, she will rise to the challenge.
But if there were no wind or rain, she would prefer the lazy and casual nature of the quiet years.
On the varnished wooden table next to the wooden chair, there was a cup of hot tea that Xie Yan had just brought.
Lu Mingchao took two sips, narrowed his eyes, and smiled, "A Yan, Uncle Shi said that you and I are a good match."
“I think so.”
Xie Yan gazed at Lu Mingchao who was bathed in the bright sunshine. His whole body seemed to be enveloped by the light, making him feel a little dazed.
At this moment, he actually found it difficult to tell whether the dazzling light was more brilliant or the brilliance emitted by Lu Mingchao himself was more eye-catching.
As for him, he rises up towards the east, a sunflower facing the sunlight all his life.
There are no willow catkins rising in the wind, only sunflowers leaning towards the sun.
Lu Mingchao's eyes flashed with cunning, "A Yan, you come closer."
Xie Yan didn't understand what was going on, but he still went forward as he was told.
Lu Mingchao quickly placed his icy hands on Xie Yan's neck with lightning speed, a smile flashing in his eyes, like a cunning little fox who finally got to taste the sweet grapes as he wished.
The moment he was suddenly frozen, Xie Yan shuddered subconsciously, "You."
Xie Yan wrapped Lu Mingchao's hands in his palms and rubbed them gently.
Lu Mingchao was still muttering to himself that God was unfair.
Her hands were as cold as ice, but Xie Yan's hands were like a dry and warm stove.
"Ah Yan, can I treat him the way he treats me?"
In addition to taking advantage of Sun Zhiye's momentum to rise to prominence, she was also eager to throw the dirty water back.
Otherwise, for her who holds grudges, she always feels that she has not had enough fun and has suffered a loss.
"The Ming Dynasty also wants to make a fuss about rice and grain?" Xie Yan asked softly.
Lu Mingchao nodded without hesitation, "I want to do something about rice, but I haven't figured out a way yet."
"Poisoning and framing methods like this are highly uncertain and can easily lead to scandals."
Xie Yan frowned. "In the Ming Dynasty, Shu Yuan and I found out that a batch of rice in the Sun family's grain storage was damp and even a small part turned red. We haven't had time to deal with it yet."
"That batch of reserves is quite large, and Sun Zhiye seems to be very short of money recently, so he has been hesitating for a long time and has not yet made a decision. Is this news useful to you?"
Lu Mingchao's eyes lit up. "Ayan, you are really my lucky star."
"In the Ming Dynasty, wouldn't rice and grain that had become damp still be edible after being ventilated and dried in the sun?" Xie Yan asked with a frown.
In the northern army, we ate a lot of damp rice.
Lu Mingchao slowly explained to Xie Yan, "Ah Yan, it depends on the degree of moisture. But if the rice turns red, it can no longer be eaten. Eating it will damage the liver and in serious cases, it will endanger life. Even Hua Tuo can't save it."
"Even if Sun Zhiye ordered people to take out the red rice grains, the remaining rice grains that have not changed color are not necessarily safe and harmless."
As for the reason why Sun Zhiye was short of money, Lu Mingchao also knew it.
If you want to marry the real daughter of the Yongning Marquis, you have to bleed a little.
In particular, Lu Minghui herself is the kind of person who will not do anything without profit.
Sun Zhiye wanted a favor from Lu Minghui, so it was normal for Lu Minghui, who was superior to her, to ask for a big favor.
Lu Mingchao moved closer to Xie Yan and whispered in his ear.
Xie Yan smiled and said, "I will definitely not let the Ming Dynasty down."
"I admire the breadth of knowledge of the Ming Dynasty."
The previous incident of the haunting of the Sun family and the current incident of the rice grain turning red and damaging the liver all demonstrate the broad knowledge of the Ming Dynasty.
Lu Mingchao rolled his eyes at Xie Yan and said, "If I didn't know your personality, I would have thought you were being mean to me."
"By reading all sorts of books, I can acquire all sorts of strange knowledge."
After all, the story of the Sun family haunting is very simple.
Buy eels in advance at a high price and store the eel blood.
Craftsmen entered Sun's mansion to paint the wooden pillars of the courtyard gate. They skillfully used eel blood to paint the wooden pillars and then covered them with vermilion lacquer.
The scent of the vermilion lacquer was strong enough to mask the scent of the eel blood, making it difficult for ordinary people to detect it.
However, although humans cannot smell it, birds and animals are particularly sensitive to the smell of blood and this smell is difficult to escape their sense of smell.
Therefore, in the dead of night when the alleys are empty, birds and animals are often attracted here, banging on doors and banging on wooden pillars.
The coughing sounds in the middle of the night in the deep courtyard are caused by hedgehogs. The hedgehogs eat salty food, which irritates their intestines and makes a cough similar to that of an old man.
There was no one to be seen, but there was knocking on the door and coughing. To someone who didn't know the truth, it would look like a ghost.
However, Sun Zhiye must be completely puzzled.
Lu Mingchao didn't think that this was because she was smart, but rather that she had lived in a good era with all kinds of information exploding in.
Xie Yan lowered his eyes, with a look of doubt in his eyes.
Would the Yongning Marquisate allow the carefully nurtured daughter of a noble family to read all kinds of miscellaneous books?
If the Ming Dynasty was not the Ming Dynasty, then who would it be?
Xie Yan sighed quietly in his heart. The Ming Dynasty was truly a mystery that could never be solved.
"What are you thinking about?" Lu Mingchao noticed Xie Yan's distraction, waved his hand and asked with a smile.
Xie Yan did not lie. He sat on the ground, resting his head on Lu Mingchao's knees, "Thinking about Mingchao's past in Yongning Marquis' Mansion."
"Ming Chao, sometimes I really feel that you don't look like a daughter of a rich family who grew up in a square frame, bound by the strict rules of a deep courtyard."
Lu Mingchao's heart skipped a beat, and he looked around and asked, "Do you hope that your wife's speech and behavior can meet the world's expectations of a lady from a famous family?"
Not a simple person】