It was already past time when Ying Zheng, Xiao Zhengtai and others finished their lunch, and a bottle of Wuliangye was also drank by several people.
Ying Yinman, who was too drunk, was already being supported by two young palace maids, and was wandering back to the bedroom to rest.
Ying Zheng and Fu Su stayed to continue drinking tea.
"Look at my memory. I just entered the kitchen to ask you, kid, what kind of tea is this? Why is it so refreshing?"
While sipping the tea-scented Dragon Well before the rain, Ying Zheng sobered up a lot from his wine. Suddenly, he slapped his forehead and remembered that he had gone to the kitchen to beg for tea, but was interrupted by the boy boiling fish in water.
What followed was a series of delicious food attacks that made him forget about tea until now.
If you drink this while reading a memorial in the Imperial Study Room, it will definitely refresh your mind!
"This is called Yuqian Longjing. It's a type of tea. It's much better than those rice soups!"
Little Shota sat on the stone bench, took a sip from the tea bowl, and said leisurely.
In fact, tea already existed in this era. It was first used as a sacrificial offering, and later it was cooked as a dish by some people, but they never thought of using it to soak in water.
"Yuqian Longjing? Bring some back to me later and taste them with your mother!"
Ying Zheng blew the tea leaves floating on it and said shamelessly.
Xiao Zhengtai secretly rolled his eyes.
It's obvious that this old guy wants to taste it with his mother.
Is it okay for him and his mother to drink often when they were in Yunyang?
"Father, I don't have much tea left. I'll make another batch for you later. The taste will definitely not be inferior to this!"
In fact, fried tea does not have much technical content, not to mention that Ying Zheng, an old guy, has never drunk any good tea, so long as the taste is about the same.
"This... okay!"
Ying Zheng pursed his lips, understanding that this boy was reluctant to give it.
But having just finished drinking the wine, he was too embarrassed to speak again!
"Young Master, I'm going to inform Zuo Cheng, Huang Yuan, who will be the prisoner, to ask for an audience!"
At this moment, the young eunuch Mingde came to report.
"What is he here for?"
Ying Zheng's face sank.
"Table, my table is here!"
Different from his attitude, after hearing this, Xiao Zhengtai jumped down from the stone bench with a splash and ran towards the door excitedly.
Ying Zheng and Fusu also followed out out of curiosity.
"Here, put it all over here...!"
Ying Zheng had a big belly and walked very steadily.
As a son, Fusu would definitely not dare to walk in front of him. No matter how curious he was, he could only follow behind him obediently.
When the two of them arrived at Xiao Zhengtai's bedroom, the little guy was directing a group of craftsmen in coarse linen and linen clothes.
The craftsman was carrying some strange things into the dormitory!
Looking at the appearance of these things, Fusu felt very familiar.
Where have you seen it?
By the way, he is the general supervisor!
That day when I went to supervise the general, the drawings Feiyu drew probably looked like this!
Unexpectedly, these craftsmen actually made it, and carved exquisite patterns on the table legs and chair armrests. It looks low-key, luxurious and connotative!
"It seems pretty good!"
Fusu stared at the tables and chairs, his eyes glowing blue.
That day, Guang Guang was so worried about being discovered by others that he went to work as a prisoner. He didn't even pay attention to what the little guy said to Huang Yuan. He just glanced at the drawings. He didn't expect these things to be so beautifully made!
"You guys move pretty fast!"
Xiao Zhengtai gave Huang Yuan three days that day. Unexpectedly, only two days had passed before this guy brought someone over.
Looking at the polished and exquisitely crafted tables and chairs, Xiao Zhengtai couldn't wait to rush in, tilted her buttocks, and sat on the chair to feel it.
right! That's what it feels like!
The armrests are slippery and the backrest is comfortable and stable, much more comfortable than the ones we have today.
The table next to it is also very exquisitely made. I put a cup of tea and a stack of snacks on it, and then find a little palace maid to beat my legs. Life is simply wonderful!
"I dare not not pay attention to what the young master has ordered!"
Huang Yuan answered with cupped hands.
After taking this job, I showed the drawings to the craftsmen. Everyone was very interested in this new gadget. Several master craftsmen put down their work and concentrated on making tables and chairs, which was completed in a short time. !
"Is this why you went to serve as prisoner?"
Just when Xiao Zhengtai closed his eyes and imagined the beautiful life in the future, Ying Zheng followed in with his hands behind his back.
"Your Majesty, Huang Yuan, has met the Young Master!"
Seeing Ying Zheng, Huang Yuan quickly bowed his hands.
"No gift!"
Ying Zheng raised his hand slightly and walked in front of Xiao Zhengtai.
If he remembered correctly, this boy said that he had built some kind of sofa for him!
"Father's sofa is not here. I have ordered someone to send it to Qilin Hall. Father, go there and take a look!"
Hearing his scumbag father's voice, Xiao Shota opened his eyes, swayed his calves and said.
"Not urgent!"
I originally wanted to send this old guy away and enjoy myself here, but instead of leaving, this old guy sat down.
"Huh? Don't tell me, it really feels different!"
He followed the example of the young lady, leaning on the backrest and putting his hands on the armrest beside him, not to mention giving him a lot of comfort.
If you put this in the morning, you can discuss state affairs for as long as you want. You don’t have to worry about soreness in your back or numbness in your legs!
"What's this? My father's dragon chair and sofa are much more comfortable than this!"
"I will ask the supervisor to build a few rocking chairs later. Father can lie on them and bask in the sun when he has nothing to do. Not to mention how wonderful it will be!"
"Haha! That's a good feeling!"
The old man Ying Zheng was not polite, his old face turned into a chrysanthemum smile.
While Ying Zheng wasn't paying attention, Fu Su also quietly sat on the chair!
Touching the exquisite carvings on the armrests, I secretly made up my mind to ask Huang Yuan to make some for myself. This thing is more comfortable than sitting down!
"If you have no other instructions, young master, I will leave first!"
After the task was completed, Huang Yuan had to hand it over and say goodbye.
Regarding the supervision as the most unpopular department, he would not even have to go to the morning court without a special call.
Since he took office, the days of the morning court have been numbered.
Facing their cold-blooded emperor and two young masters, it would be a lie to not be nervous!
"etc……!"
However, before Ying Zheng could speak, Xiao Zhengtai jumped down from the chair to stop him.
"What other orders do you have, young master?"
Huang Yuan saluted respectfully, his little heart beating thumpingly.
Could it be that it's not made well?
It shouldn’t be. Judging from their expressions, they should really like it!
If this is really not done well, His Majesty will definitely remove him from his post. What will a family of more than ten people do?
He learned crafts from his master since he was a child, and managed to survive from an ordinary craftsman to Zuo Cheng. Although his salary was not high, it could support the whole family. Once he lost his official position, the whole family would starve.
Thinking of this, Huang Yuan became flustered and wet his official uniform with cold sweat!
