Chapter 291: The Hong Family is a Guest
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Walking into the mansion where the Hong family "lived temporarily", sitting down in the hall, Yan Hao's eyes swept away, and all the rosewood furniture was the same; From this furniture, it can be seen that this house is by no means owned by a rich merchant, although the rich merchant is rich, but the farmer is the lowest class, and the merchant is not allowed to use rosewood furniture according to the law.
Hong Fuchang, a first-class official, can not only be used, but also affordable. Details determine success or failure, and this furniture is already exposed. Yan Hao saw it, not to mention Fu Zhixing, whose eyes were like torches, but the husband and wife were silent.
The maidservant brought tea, and Yu Fangfei smiled: "I remember that the twelfth cousin loves pastries, this little sheep cake, the twelfth cousin can still eat it?" β
"Cousin Yu's memory is really good." Yan Hao smiled, picked up a pastry, and took a small bite, "Fluffy and soft, moderately sweet, with a faint milky aroma, the taste is excellent." β
"It's good to match the taste of the twelfth cousin." Yu Fangfei said with a smile.
The topics of women are jewelry, clothes, rouge powder, and some gossip; Fu Zhixing and Hong Fuchang are not talking about official business today, they are talking about the mountains and rivers inside and outside Jiangcheng.
After gossiping for a while, it was noon, the maid came in to report, the banquet was ready, Hong Fuchang and Yu Fangfei invited Fu Zhixing and Yan Hao to move into the table. A hollow carved screen separates the male and female seats, Hong Fuchang led his two sons as escorts, and Yu Fangfei took his two daughters to the same table with Yan Hao.
The dishes on the table are very rich, such as the secret three-cup chicken, fried quail with ginkgo biloba, Huadiao drunken fish, fragrant lees small yellow croaker, Sixi meatballs, radish and dried bamboo shoots and river shrimp...... More than 10 dishes such as silver sprout cabbage, scallion oil kale, astragalus duck soup, etc.
"Cousin Yu, you're so polite." Yan Hagi politely said politely, although this table of dishes costs hundreds of taels of silver, but Yan Hagi was born in a family and married into a noble family, even if the elders in the family don't like to talk about pomp and circumstance, the cost of each meal is not less than a hundred taels.
Hong Yiyue pursed her lips and said, "What's this, we eat like this every day." β
Eat like this every day?
Really?
These days when I came to Jiangcheng, there were camelina people who went out to buy vegetables, and the price was not cheaper than Yandu. Yan Hagi silently calculated, a meal of one hundred taels of silver, three meals a day, breakfast is not counted, lunch and dinner add up to two hundred taels, and a rough calculation of a month is six thousand taels of silver.
The food alone was more than 6,000 taels of silver, and the clothes were used, and the monthly money of the servants was also a large amount. Can Hong Fuchang afford to raise it? Of course, you can't use this to suspect Hong Fuchang of corruption, after all, the Hong family also has an ancestral business.
Yan Hao didn't say much, lest Yu Fangfei find out that Hong Yiyue was speechless, arouse alarm, smiled, and raised chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, "This three-cup chicken is a little different from what I used to eat, and the taste is more mellow." β
Yu Fangfei said with a smile: "The twelfth cousin thinks it tastes good, so eat more." β
Hong Yiyue said again: "The three-cup chicken outside is an ordinary three-cup chicken, this can be a secret three-cup chicken, the material is good, there are a hundred years of aging, small grinding sesame oil, and the chicken is selected to be the three-yellow chicken fed with Jiangxiang rice." "It's still Mrs. Shizi, it's really shallow-eyed, and I haven't eaten anything good.
Yan Hao hooked the corners of his lower lip, if what Hong Yiyue said was all true, this secret three-cup chicken alone would be worth forty or fifty taels of silver, and this meal would be at least two hundred taels of silver. Hong Fuchang's corruption and bribery, looting people's fat and ointment, are a sure thing.
Gourmet utensils, a delicate dish, placed in a container that complements it, can not only highlight the color, fragrance, taste, shape and meaning of the dish, but also increase the appreciation value of the container like a handicraft.
Yan Hagi casually looked at it, and found that the dishes and soup bowls on the table were celadon, looking at the texture, it should be official, blue as the sky, bright as a mirror, and thin as paper, "This bowl is really elegant." β
"This is Jiang porcelain, the fetus is hard and delicate, the glaze is crystal pure, and it can be called a fine porcelain." Hong Yiyue said proudly.
Yu Fangfei also showed a smile.
This Hong Yiyue is a good clichΓ©, Yan Hao smiled and said: "The scenery here in Jiangcheng is good, I wonder if Cousin Yu is free, walk around with me?" β
Hong Yiyue preemptively said: "Mother is busy with housekeeping every day, and there is no leisure time, so I should accompany my wife to walk around." She was worried that she couldn't find a chance to get close to the son, and this stupid woman gave her a good chance.
"Okay, then there's Lao Yiyue." Yan Hagi smiled, thinking that he was going to say a few words, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.
After eating this sumptuous lunch, Yu Fangfei also arranged an after-dinner program: Hong Yiyue Fuqin. Hong Fuchang glanced at his wife and daughter, obviously he didn't know about this arrangement. Fu Zhixing and Yan Hagi are elders, and performing in front of the elders is Chenghuan.
Hong Yiyue stretched out ten well-raised slender jade fingers, put them on the strings, and gently picked them, and the sound of the piano was murmuring, like flowing water. Yan Hao is lazy in learning the piano, but it doesn't mean that her appreciation ability is low, this Hong Yiyue's piano skills are very good, and she has practiced with good intentions.
After playing a song, Hong Yiyue should have retreated, but she curtsied and saluted: "Please comment on Yiyue's piano skills." β
Yan Hagi glanced at Fu Zhixing, and beckoned bees to attract butterflies.
"Not bad." Fu Zhixing said coldly. If it weren't for the Hong family here, and he came as a relative, he wouldn't even bother to say these two words.
That's it?
Hong Yiyue looked up at Fu Zhixing, Yan Hao stood up, "It's not too early, thank you cousin-in-law and cousin Yu for your hospitality, we will leave first." β
"Let's sit down for a while, and then make new tea." Yu Fangfei stayed.
"Cousin Yu should remember that I don't like to drink tea." Yan Hagi walked out.
The guest insisted on leaving, and the host had no choice but to send the guest off. Walking out of the small hall, Yan Hagi turned around and smiled at Hong Yiyue: "Yiyue will come over to accompany me tomorrow." β
"Yes, ma'am." Hong Yiyue owes her body to answer.
Fu Zhixing and Yan Hagi left the Hong family and returned to their residence, and on the way the two exchanged views and came to the same conclusion: "Hong Fuchang is a huge greed." β
Yan Hao said again: "This Hong Yiyue can become a breakthrough, maybe she doesn't know much about Hong Fuchang, but as long as we find a little clue, we can send someone to investigate, and we will definitely be able to catch Hong Fuchang's handle." β
"You don't have to work so hard." Fu Zhixing held her hand, he didn't want Yan Hagi to do what she didn't like to do.
"It's not hard, these corrupt officials and corrupt officials will be eliminated one day earlier, and the people will suffer one day less." Yan Hagi said that she was righteous and awe-inspiring, but in fact, she missed her son and wanted to return to Beijing as soon as possible, but she couldn't tell her jealous husband.
Fu Zhixing leaned closer and pecked her lips lightly, "Thank you." β
Yan Hagi pounced over and bit him the lip, "Don't say thank you to me." β
Fu Zhixing put his arm around her and rolled on the couch, "Take a nap." β
"When it's almost time to apply, what kind of nap do you have to take a nap?" Yan Hagi didn't fall for him, "Let's play backgammon." β
Although Fu Zhixing prefers to take a nap, his wife does not cooperate, so he will go to bed early at night.
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