Chapter 928： See also Yan Shifan

Chapter 928 sees Yan Shifan again

The Crane Year Study is located in a remote alley, covering an area of ​​only about 30 square meters. It looks inconspicuous from the outside. If it weren't for the "He Nian Study" plaque hanging on the door, Zhu Ping'an and Chen Yiqin would have almost missed it. .

There are two shop assistants in the study, who are sitting behind the counter drinking tea and eating melon seeds. They look like they have eyes on the top of their heads, and they are very proud, as if it is your great honor to see you more.

"Excuse me, I'm here to buy a fan."

After stepping into He Nian's study, Zhu Pingan took the initiative to come to the counter and bowed his hands to the two of them, and said with a smile.

"On the counter, see for yourself."

The store clerk glanced at Zhu Pingan indifferently, then pointed to the fan on the counter.

Chen Yiqin frowned. A shop assistant is so arrogant, which shows the power and influence of the Yan Mansion.

"thanks for reminding."

Zhu Ping'an didn't take it seriously, and smiled slightly, thanked the shop assistant, and then looked at the fan in front of the counter with great interest.

"The fan is smooth and delicate, like white jade. The workmanship of this fan bone is really ingenious and astonishing. When you walk to the poor water and sit and watch the clouds rise, the landscape picture on this fan should not be the authentic work of the famous master Wu Gong."

Zhu Pingan picked up a fan from the counter, unfolded it, and exclaimed like a heavenly being.

"I want this fan." Zhu Pingan held the fan with both hands as if he had found a treasure.

Pack

Continue to install.

The store clerk glanced at Zhu Pingan like an idiot. It’s interesting to take off his pants and fart.

"Ahem."

Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but blushed. He thought that what he just showed was a king with superb manipulation, perfect consciousness, and flexible movements. He didn't expect that in the eyes of others, he was a broken bronze

One operation is as fierce as a tiger, and the effect is two hundred and five at first glance.

I'm talking about myself.

Zhu Ping'an's old face was flushed, and he put his hand to his lips, and coughed twice, trying to cover up his embarrassment.

"Well, let's take this fan."

Chen Yiqin beside him couldn't help but put his hand to his lips, coughed, and covered his smile.

Laugh if you want to.

Zhu Pingan glanced at Chen Yiqin speechlessly, then took out 1,500 taels of silver from his sleeve and put them on the counter. With a single stroke, 15 silver bills with a denomination of one hundred taels were stacked and placed on the counter.

Seeing the 1,500 silver ticket, the store clerk, whose eyes were above the top, finally looked at each other, and became enthusiastic. He walked out of the counter and poured two cups of hot tea for Zhu Pingan and Chen Yiqin, and took out a stamp to stamp on the fan. A very conspicuous seal, and then Zhu Pingan and Chen Yiqin were asked to show their name cards. The store clerks marked "one thousand and five hundred taels of silver" on the two name cards, and one of the store clerks took the note The famous post about the price left from the back door of the store, and was delivered to the Yan Mansion in advance through a shortcut. When the time comes, Zhu Ping'an and Chen Yiqin will be able to walk directly to the door with their fans in hand.

Usually, people who give gifts are several hundred taels of silver, and the one thousand five hundred taels are considered distinguished guests.

That's why the shop assistants are so enthusiastic.

With the fan in hand and all the formalities completed, Zhu Ping'an and Chen Yiqin left He Nian's study. When I was going out, I happened to meet a middle-aged man with a big belly who came to buy a fan.

"Business is quite hot"

Chen Yiqin walked out the door, glanced back at the unremarkable study, and said something mockingly with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Sarcasm is irony. When they arrived at the gate of Yan Mansion, Chen Yiqin and Zhu Ping'an looked respectful and respectful.

The cars in front of the gate of Yan’s Mansion were like water and horses like dragons, and the queue was quite long. Both Zhu Ping’an and Chen Yiqin were twenty miles away from the queue.

"One, two, three, four, twenty, why are there so many people?"

Chen Yiqin was at the end of the line with an anxious expression on his face, and counted forward with his head. According to this order, he may not be able to line up with them today.

"Master Chen, don't worry, let me give it a try."

Zhu Ping'an rolled his eyes as black as ink, stretched out his hand and raised the fan above his head, unfolded it with a bang, and shook the side with the seal on it facing the porter from side to side.

Because Zhu Ping'an raised the fan above his head, this action itself is very conspicuous, and the seal stamped on the fan by He Nian Tang Study Room is particularly big, red and eye-catching, so the gatekeeper of Yan's Mansion noticed it all at once.

As soon as the gatekeeper of Yan's Mansion saw the seal, he knew that Zhu Ping'an and Chen Yiqin were distinguished guests who had given a lot of money.

After entering the Yan Mansion, the doorman led Zhu Pingan and Chen Yiqin to a guest room, served hot tea to them, and asked them to wait patiently.

"Thank you."

Zhu Ping'an and Chen Yiqin thanked each other, then sat in the guest room and waited patiently.

a cup of tea

a cup of tea

Another cup of tea

Slowly, both Zhu Ping'an and Chen Yiqin drank half a pot of tea, and it was almost noon, but they still didn't see Yan Shifan sending someone to invite them. The two seemed to be forgotten by the Yan family

Chen Yiqin glanced at the sun that was gradually approaching the center outside the window, and gradually couldn't sit still. He felt that today's 1,500 taels of silver was likely to be meat buns and dogs that never returned, and they were given away for nothing. Giving away money for free is the next best thing. The problem is that if you can't get back the old gift from King Yu, then it will be troublesome. You must know that King Yu's mansion can't get rid of it now.

Compared to Chen Yiqin, Zhu Ping'an was very calm.

Historically, Yan Shifan accepted bribes from Prince Yu's Mansion with pleasure, and he was greatly satisfied. He bragged and boasted to everyone, "If the Son of the Son of Heaven wants to give me money, who would dare not give me money?".

This time, there must be no exception.

It is estimated that before seeing us, Yan Shifan deliberately left us alone to add some psychological pressure to us.

It is precisely because of this that Zhu Ping'an can drink tea and wait calmly.

Ha ha

Although I am old, I am not as calm as Zi Hou.

Seeing Zhu Ping'an's calmness, Chen Yiqin was slowly infected, and smiled at himself, his anxious mood gradually calmed down.

So, it’s time for another cup of tea.

Zhu Ping'an and Chen Yiqin heard footsteps outside, followed by a burst of laughter.

Yan Shifan is here!

Zhu Ping'an and Chen Yiqin looked at each other. Both of them got up and left their seats a little excitedly.

"Hahaha, Mr. Chen, Zihou, you are really rare visitors. What kind of wind brought you to my Yan Mansion."

A short, one-eyed fat man walked in with his sleeves flicked, his stomach full, and his smile was like a flower.

It was Yan Shifan.

(end of this chapter)