Wang Wanzhi washed her hands and went back to her room to wait, feeling a little uneasy. She was really hungry and just wanted to eat, but she didn't want to give her any more weird things.
She really just wants to eat and fill up the empty temple of the five internal organs.
Hearing a gurgling sound coming from his lower abdomen, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
The sound of Yan Yu's footsteps came quickly, and his heart was beating like a deer. When he saw Yan Yu holding the sumptuous meal, he immediately smiled.
This kind of anticipation and satisfaction was really refreshing. To be honest, she almost wanted to scream in excitement.
Although Wang Wanzhi behaves elegantly, she can obviously feel her desire for food.
Time passed silently, the sky darkened, and Yan Yu also lit the lamp.
Wang Wanzhi stopped, looked at the empty meal, and was stunned for a moment. Then he felt the drooping feeling in his lower abdomen. He touched it and found that his lower abdomen was bulging like a hill.
"If this continues, I will become a fat man."
Yan Yu heard this and said happily: "Fat man is good, fat man is good."
Wang Wanzhi looked at Yan Yu.
Yan Yu said softly: "Being fat is better than what you are now, miss. Yan Yu is really happy to see you eating and sleeping well and being so happy."
Wang Wanzhi smiled and said: "I am also Shiri..." and then choked back: "Stop talking about this, this chef..."
Yan Yu chuckled: "Miss, what do you want to say?"
"Forehead……"
For some reason, Wang Wanzhi really wanted to meet him, but in her impression, the cooks were all oily-faced, with big necks and thick arms, and they were slovenly. She was really afraid that seeing them would affect her delicate mood.
He asked lightly: "Male or female?"
"male."
Yan Yu was looking forward to the young lady asking more questions, but the young lady just said lightly.
After a while, Wang Wanzhi said again: "I'm very grateful to him, otherwise..." He turned around and looked around the room, but there was nothing precious to give him.
Generally speaking, hairpins and hairpins are more expensive, but she is no better than ordinary young ladies. She has always been very simple with these things and never dresses herself up.
Moreover, giving a beaded hairpin headdress also has another meaning.
The best way for literati to express their affection is to give each other calligraphy and paintings, but the other person is actually a cook.
"Give him some money...forget it..."
Silver was too vulgar. Wang Wanzhi stood up, walked to the desk, and took out a dark brown brush from the pen holder, but it was the copper pen she usually used to write.
Wang Wanzhi came to Yan Yu with a copper pen and said, "Give this to him."
Yan Yu was surprised. In her opinion, this sum of money was much more valuable than silver. This copper pen had been used by the young lady since she was a child. She didn't know how much the pen had been replaced.
Wang Wanzhi said again: "Wait a minute, ask him whether he wants money or a pen. If he wants money, I will get this money back."
Yan Yu came to the west house with a copper pen. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Fu Xie still sitting under the eaves eating. The light came out from the room and shone on his back, leaving a long and faint line on the ground. shadow.
Sitting on the ground to eat was obviously the behavior of a common man. Yan Yu looked at the copper pen in his hand. Everyone would choose silver.
But Yan Yu really wanted to thank Fu for choosing the copper pen.
When I got closer and looked at his bowl of noodles, I saw rippling water, a thick noodle with no meat, vegetables or oil.
Yan Yu asked curiously: "Is this noodles really delicious? I see you eating this every time?"
Xie Fu raised his head and smiled: "It's delicious in the world."
Yan Yu was surprised: "Is it really so delicious?"
Gulu, Xie Fu swallowed the soup and noodles in one gulp, wiped the wet corners of his mouth with his sleeve and said with a smile: "Endless aftertaste."
Seeing his vulgar behavior, Yan Yu thought to herself that he should be able to choose silver. A fool would not choose silver.
Yan Yu showed the copper pen: "This is Miss's pen. I plan to give it to you to express my gratitude. If you don't want it, I can give you some silver as a reward."
Xie Fu asked: "How much silver?"
really! Yan said: "One hundred taels of silver."
Xie Fu said: "With one hundred taels of silver, I can buy a small house in Jinling."
Yan Yu seemed to be afraid that Xie Fuzhen would pick up the silver, and said hurriedly: "In Jinling, one hundred taels of silver can only buy a small house in a remote place. You can't buy it near Wuyi Lane, and a house on the bank of the Qinhuai River costs five or six hundred." two."
Xie Fu smiled and said: "You think I'm stupid, of course I picked..."
Yan Yu's nervous heart jumped into her throat, and Xie Fu smiled and said, "Of course I'll choose the copper pen."
After Yan Yu was stunned for a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a sweet smile: "Assuming you know the truth, here it is!" He offered it with both hands.
Xie Fu took it and felt it was a bit heavy: "This one is a bit heavy."
"This is a copper pen, made of fine copper. The lady has been using it since childhood. The lady gives it to you to see how good it is for you."
Xie Fu smiled and said: "Then if you sell it, it should be worth a lot of money."
Yan Yu was stunned: "What did you say!"
Xie Fu said with a smile: "The pen that Miss Wang has used since she was a child will definitely be valuable when sold. It may fetch a high price of one thousand taels. Only a fool would pay a hundred taels of silver."
Yan Yu was angry, really angry, and said coldly: "Bring me the pen, I won't give it to you!"
Xie Fu retracted his hand and said, "You can't cheat."
"I won't give it to you even if I'm cheating on you. How can that be unreasonable! How can you sell such a thing?"
Xie Fu chuckled: "Why not? Traffickers and footmen are tired from running around every day. They just want to earn a few taels of silver to make a living in a year. If this money can be sold for a thousand taels, wouldn't it be enough to live a lifetime of food and clothing?"
Yan Yu couldn't tell him apart and pointed angrily: "You are so vulgar!"
"I'm just a layman."
Yan Yu stepped forward to fight for it.
Xie Fu said: "If you grab it again, you'll get it into my arms. Don't blame me for taking advantage of you then."
Yan Yu saw that he had put the copper pen into his clothes and hid it tightly. He stamped his feet helplessly and turned around and left in a hurry.
In the room, Wang Wanzhi was sitting upright, and the light reflected on her thin face, which gave her a somewhat rosy complexion that she did not usually have, but her clear eyes showed a bit of confusion at the moment.
Yan Yu hurried in.
Wang Wanzhi smiled and asked: "Which one should choose the pen or the money?"
"Pick a pen."
Wang Wanzhi said oh, slightly surprised, and then smiled softly. She saw him when she picked up the pen, but disappeared when she picked up the silver.
Yan Yu said: "But he said he wanted to sell your copper pen."
Wang Wanzhi asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
"He said that the pen Miss Wang has used since she was a child will definitely be valuable when sold. It may fetch a high price of one thousand taels. Only a fool would pay a hundred taels of silver."
Yan Yu copied Xie Fu's original words.
Wang Wanzhi was still confused.
Yan Yu smiled bitterly: "If Mr. Li and others are allowed to confirm that it is the copper pen you have used since childhood, I am afraid it will cost more than a thousand taels."
Things are famous and valuable because of people. Obviously, the value of this copper pen has far exceeded its own value.
Wang Wanzhi smiled softly: "That's all...that's fine...that's it." She still felt a little pity in her heart.
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