The business of the Yun family bank suddenly doubled.

After working hard for several days, the shopkeepers finally got a chance to take a breath.

Yun Li prepared the silver early in the morning and handed it to the shopkeepers one by one.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days. To thank you, I will double your monthly salary and give you three more days off."

"Double monthly salary, and three days of rest. Boss, you are my dear boss!"

"The boss has been so kind to us, I have no way to repay him. From now on, I will be a member of the bank in my lifetime and a dead member of the bank in my death.

The Yun Family Bank is my home, and the Dong Family is my dearest and most beloved family!"

"Go away, don't scare the boss."

The man next to him waved his hand in disdain.

He turned to look at Yun Li and immediately put on a flattering smile.

"Boss, don't worry. We will never learn from that kid and keep our eyes on the pot while having our cake and eat it too."

When the man in the cellar was mentioned, everyone shook their heads with a look of regret.

It’s obvious that what their boss has given them is enough.

But there are some people who are greedy and want to swallow an elephant.

Now that Zhou Ji is gone, the promise made by Zhou Ji’s owner is naturally no longer valid.

As former companions, they could imagine how difficult the boy's future would be.

But they didn't sympathize with him at all, after all, he brought it upon himself.

"Don't think about those unhappy things. You haven't been home for a few days, go back quickly..."

Kneel on the washboard!

Yun Li did not say the last five words.

The shopkeepers were suddenly called over by him without even saying hello to their families.

Although the incident at the money house caused a big stir, he did not inform his family about it in advance.

When I get back, I will inevitably be scolded.

After hearing his words, everyone felt a chill down their spine and left.

Yun Li closed the shop, posted a notice on the door announcing that the shop would be closed for three days, and returned to the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

In the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

Yun Xiucheng sat in the front hall, looking at the grass roots given by the emperor, his brows knitted together.

As soon as Yun Yi walked in, he smelled a smell.

He quickly covered his nose, walked to the wooden table, and picked up a bag of grass roots.

"Dad, where did you bring this thing from? It stinks. I'd better throw it away!"

"This is a gift from the emperor, how dare you throw it away?"

Yun Xiucheng raised his head and looked at Yun Yi.

When Yun Yi heard his words, he loosened his grip on the grass root.

"No, you said it was a gift from the emperor? But why does it smell weird to me?"

As he spoke, Yun Yi loosened his hand and moved closer to smell it.

When he smelled it, he almost vomited and quickly pinched his nose again.

How could something given by the Emperor have a strange smell?

It must not be the thing’s problem, most likely there’s something wrong with his nose!

"Dad, you keep watching here. I'm going to the hospital to get my nose fixed."

Yun Yi waved his hand and ran away quickly.

Yun Xiucheng glared at him, then looked down at the grass roots on the wooden table in worry.

"This thing stinks, can it really be eaten?"

“Can I eat anything?”

Yun Wanrou's voice slowly came from outside.

Whenever Yun Xiucheng heard her voice in the past, he knew Yangyang had arrived, and he was extremely happy.

But today, he couldn't be happy at all.

He slowly stood up, looked at Yun Wanrou, and pointed at the grass roots on the wooden table.

"That's it! The emperor said that there was a locust plague in the south and all the food was eaten by locusts.

The people had no rice and could only eat this kind of grass roots to fill their stomachs.

The emperor understands the people's sentiments and wants to let civil and military officials experience the suffering of the people.

So they sent people to deliver grass roots to every household, so that we can eat this stuff for the next few days. "

Yun Xiucheng sighed, a frown on his face.

Why should he suffer such a thing when he is half buried in the ground?

Yangyang heard him sigh, looked at the table, and almost drooled.

“Eat, it’s delicious!”

[This is Houttuynia cordata, also known as Houttuynia cordata. This is not some unpalatable herb. It is delicious whether used in salad dressing or hot pot.]

[Oh, yes, adding some Houttuynia cordata to cold dishes and boiled noodles is also very delicious. ]

[I haven't eaten Zhe Er Gen for a long time, and I really miss it! ]

Yun Xiucheng: “…”

How can something so smelly really be delicious?

Yun Xiucheng didn't believe it.

Look at Yangyang's voice, it has never been wrong.

In addition, the emperor had issued a strict order that all civil and military officials must eat it and express their feelings after eating.

If he doesn't eat, he can't describe the feeling!

"Someone, ask the kitchen to take this thing away..."

“I’ll go!”

Before Yun Xiucheng could finish his words, Yangyang slipped out of Yun Wanrou's arms.

She climbed onto the stool, took the Houttuynia cordata, and then ran happily towards the kitchen.

"Run slower, be careful not to fall!"

Yun Wanrou turned around and followed slowly.

Yangyang came to the kitchen and handed the Houttuynia cordata to the cook.

"Aunt, cold salad."

The cook smelled the smell and quickly covered her nose.

"Young lady, where did you dig this grass from?"

"It's not me, it's the Emperor..."

"The Emperor is digging grass?"

The cook's eyes widened, filled with surprise.

But it was only for a moment, and she suppressed the emotions in her eyes.

She must be possessed by a demon to believe what the young lady said.

The emperor is the supreme ruler, how could he possibly dig grass, let alone such smelly grass?

"This is a gift from the emperor. The emperor, thinking of the suffering of the people, allowed all the civil and military officials to taste the grass roots."

Yun Wanrou's voice slowly reached his ears.

The cook was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that such a smelly thing was actually made by the emperor.

She took the Houttuynia cordata, looked at it in her hand, and then looked at Yun Wanrou with an embarrassed expression.

"Miss, I have never seen this thing before and I don't know how to cook it."

"Do as Yangyang says!"

“Ah, this…”

The cook looked at Yun Wanrou, then lowered her head to look at Yangyang who was drooling over the Houttuynia cordata.

The little lady is still so young, can the cold dish she mentioned be delicious?

But she didn't listen to the young lady, and she didn't know how to make this thing.

The cook hesitated for a moment, but finally compromised.

She picked up Yangyang and turned to walk inside.

"Young lady, you say, and I will do as you say."

At noon, the maids brought the dishes to the table one by one.

Yun Yi picked up the chopsticks, his eyes filled with anticipation.

However, when he saw Houttuynia cordata, the light in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

“Why are they all grass roots?”

"The emperor ordered you to eat, how dare you not eat?"

"eat!"

Yangyang looked at the food in front of him, drooling with greed.

[Cold Houttuynia, Houttuynia crucian carp soup, Houttuynia fried pork shreds, all of which are my favorites! 】

【Give me a pair of chopsticks, I can eat them all! 】

Yun Yi: “…”

Can this thing really be delicious?

Yun Yi didn't believe it, but he couldn't help it and picked up a piece of cold Houttuynia cordata.