Chapter 996

Man, I highly recommend bass.

Wen Jiucheng asked cautiously, thinking of the little younger martial brother's shriveled purse.

"What's the price of bass?"

The waiter said enthusiastically, "it's winter, and the price of fresh fish has generally increased, but the price in our store has always been the most reasonable in Shengjing. Even in such cold weather, a steamed bass only costs ten Liang silver! How about? Sir, would you like one? The taste will ensure your satisfaction!"

The expression of Wen Jiucheng suddenly became very subtle.

As far as he knows, junior brother's monthly salary is only fifteen Liang silver.

Such a steamed bass can be worth more than half of his salary.

Fortunately, the younger martial brother has joined yulinwei. If he is still performing big stones on his chest on the street, the little reward he earns will not be enough for him to buy a pot of wine here.

Fang Wujiu: "no need for bass. Just an ordinary grass carp. It can be braised or stewed."

Grass carp is much cheaper than bass.

The man was a little disappointed, but he didn't say much. He was still very enthusiastic: "OK!"

Fang Wujiu ordered several specialty dishes and a pot of hot wine.

Wen Jiucheng asked Yimei about some folk customs in Qiandao.

When talking about his own country, Eaton became interested and talked a lot. Originally, he was still a little nervous and relaxed a little.

When the waiter brought the wine and vegetables, Chu Jian finally ran back.

I don't know where he went. His forehead was sweating and his breath was panting.

He took out a beautiful snack box from his arms, handed it to Amy, and said in an unstable voice.

"This is the bean paste cake of Suxiang hall. It's very sweet and delicious. Try it."

Amy looked at the snack box that was handed to her and was stunned before she said, "you suddenly ran out to buy this?"

Chu Jian: "elder martial sister told me that when people are unhappy, eating something sweet will become happy.

She also said that the snacks in Suxiang hall are the best in Shengjing city.

I suddenly remembered this just now, so I ran to buy a box of bean paste cakes.

The waiter of Suxiang Hall said that this bean paste cake is very sweet. Many girls like it. You should like it too. "

These words are too long and complex. Chu Jian can't speak in the words of Qiandao state, but in the words of Dasheng officials.

After he finished, he immediately looked at the two elder martial brothers with a look of help.

Wen Jiucheng helped him translate those words into Qiandao dialect.

After hearing this, Yimei felt warm in her heart.

Unexpectedly, Chu Jian looks silly and sometimes surprisingly considerate.

She reached for the snack box and said thank you in a low voice.

Chu Jian giggled: "you're welcome."

Amy held the snack box tightly in her arms. She felt very sweet before she ate it.

Wen Jiucheng picked up the wine pot and asked with a smile, "senior brother, would you like a drink?"

Fang Wujiu: "drinking hurts my body. I'll just drink soup."

Wen Jiucheng was helpless: "what's the meaning of drinking alone?"

Fang Wujiu pointed to Chu Jian and Yimei: "aren't there still them?"

Wen Jiucheng joked: "just like them, they are already dizzy without drinking. If you drink more, you don't know what it will be like."

Fang Wujiu smiled knowingly.

He picked up the soup bowl and touched the wine glass in Wenjiu city.

"I'll give you a bowl of soup instead of wine."

Wen Jiucheng picked up his glass and took a leisurely drink.

Even though the two elder martial brothers have been very economical, Chu Jian was shocked by the number when he went to check out.

He heard from his elder martial sister that the store tasted good. He brought the three princesses and senior brothers here, but forgot that she didn't have to pay for dinner. After all, there was an emperor around her. She just ate, regardless of the price.

But he's different!

There are no big grievances around him. All he has is a heart devastated by poverty.

Chu Jian covered his poor little purse and whispered to the elder martial brother.

"What if I don't pay for dinner?"

Fang Wujiu smiled genially: "you will get an exciting experience of being chased by more than a dozen big men."

Chu Jian: "

Well, that's better not.

He is not blessed with such exciting things!

He reluctantly paid the money.

Holding the shriveled purse, Chu Jian couldn't help but send out a painful feeling of life.

"The most unfaithful thing in the world is money. It's agreed to go out together, but it doesn't come back with me in the end. It's really a waste of my heart and money to it!"

Fang Wujiu and Wen Jiucheng laughed unkindly.

Yimei couldn't understand Da Sheng's Mandarin. She could only look at Chu Jian with a pair of blank eyes.

When he got out of the wine shop, Chu Jian took a deep breath of cold air and tried to press down the pain in his heart.

He said to the two senior brothers.

"You go back first. I'll send the three princesses back to the British palace."

Although Guan Ying has left and the Honglu temple should be safe, it would be better for the sake of insurance to let the three princesses continue to stay in the British palace.

What to do next depends on the decision of the emperor.

After a night.

The streets of the city were covered with snow.

Eunuchs got up before dawn to sweep the snow.

Orange cat Lao Wang ran across the snow, leaving a series of claw marks.

It ran to the door of Yunxiu palace and saw Fang Wujiu coming here with a medicine box on his back.

Lao Wang ran over and lay skillfully in the middle of the road.

Fang Wujiu took out an oil paper bag from his sleeve.

The oil paper bag is full of dried fish.

When Lao Wang smelled the smell, he jumped up, grabbed the oil paper bag and ran out a long way.

It runs without looking back, just like a scum man who runs when he gets a bargain.

Fang Wujiu smiled silently.

He put his hands into his sleeves and went on.

As soon as Xiao Xixi finished breakfast, Qingsong came to report that it was Mrs. Fang.

When Fang Wujiu came in, Xiao Xixi waved back the surrounding palace maids and eunuchs, leaving only a Baoqin to serve.

Fang Wujiu took out his pulse pillow and put it on the table.

Xiao Xixi has learned about the Qiandao mission from Luo QingHan.

She put her right hand on the pulse pillow and asked, "I heard Guan Ying wrote a letter for help. What about that letter?"

Fang Wujiu pressed her wrist.

After finishing his pulse, he answered.

"The letter is in the emperor's hand."

He withdrew his hand, looked at the Xi Xi in front of him and asked suspiciously.

"Why do you ask this?"

Xiao Xi showed her signature sweet smile: "I'm just curious to see what Guan Ying wrote."

Fang Wujiu knows her too well.

This girl was brought up by him. He can be regarded as her half father.

It's not unreasonable to know a daughter like a father.

Fang Wujiu smiled: "don't you want to borrow that letter to calculate where Guan Ying is going?"