Blessed Daughter

"I helped an old man before, and he gave it to me." Wei Ruo replied.

"Old man? Could it be that the person you helped was the maker of this thyme?" Lu Yuhong guessed.

Regarding the origin of thyme, there are many rumors circulating in the city, one of which is that an old man who lived in seclusion in the mountains made the wine, and each jar is a fine wine that has been treasured for many years.

But because the old man only brewed two jars a day and stored it, so now he can only sell two jars a day when he starts selling it.

"Then I don't know. When I got this wine, thyme hadn't started selling in the city yet." Wei Ruo replied.

The rumor was spread by Wei Ruo, in order to increase the mystery of thyme, not only to arouse the curiosity of those who have never tasted this wine, but also to make people more willing to pay such a high price for it.

Therefore, when answering Lu Yuhong's question, Wei Ruo deliberately guided in this direction, to support the rumors to a certain extent, without destroying Thyme's sense of mystery.

"Then do you know where the old man is?" Lu Yuhong asked.

"I don't know, I haven't seen that old man since then, and I don't know where he lives." Wei Ruo replied.

Hearing this, Lu Yuhong was a little disappointed.

But after being disappointed, I felt that I should seize the opportunity to get a few jars and send them to the old man in the capital.

If the old man is old and stops selling alcohol after a while, won't his old man have the chance to drink this wine again?

So Lu Yuhong continued to ask Wei Ruo: "This wine is very expensive now, are you sure you want to give it to me as a gift?"

Lu Yuhong couldn't believe it, and confirmed with Wei Ruo again.

"Naturally. Since I've said it, I definitely won't be joking with Mr. Lu." Wei Ruo said.

Lu Yuhong was pleasantly surprised, but at the same time he had some doubts: "Why did Ms. Wei give me such a big gift?"

Although Lu Yuhong was a little drunk, he wasn't stupid yet. No one would treat him inexplicably.

"I don't have anything else to ask, but I just asked Mr. Lu to help me bring a message to Mr. Xu. If Mr. Lu is willing, he can help me persuade Mr. Xu by the way." Wei Ruo replied.

Lu Yuhong couldn't believe it: "Is there really nothing you want?"

"If you really don't want anything, Mr. Lu doesn't need to worry about it. I'm not a very good wine taster. This wine is a waste here." Wei Ruo said.

Lu Yuhong couldn't see Wei Ruo's expression, but hearing the voice, he felt that the other party was sincere.

And if she really wants something, she should say it now, if she doesn't say it now, she won't be able to ask for it later.

But in this way, Lu Yuhong felt that Wei Ruo was even more strange. A good son-in-law like Xu Fengyuan didn't want him, but he didn't want anything for giving him precious thyme.

"If you really want to give it to me, then I won't be polite to you. But don't go back on your word and ask me for this wine again. At that time, I won't have the wine to return to you." Lu Yuhong said to Wei Ruo.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lu. Naturally, there is no reason to go back on what you give as a gift. There is only one condition. I hope Mr. Lu will not tell others about it." Wei Ruo laughed.

Lu Yuhong could also understand the latter two conditions. If a boudoir girl gave him a gift, it would cause gossip if it was spread out, so he couldn't say it casually.

"Okay, then I won't be polite to Ms. Wei, just treat it as my debt to Ms. Wei, next time Ms. Wei needs it, just come to me within my ability."

When the two were talking, the Sibaozhai competition had already begun.

Because the competition is a pair, the scene is very lively, and there will be bursts of applause from time to time.

Hearing the voices of Xu Fengyuan and Wei Yichen, Lu Yuhong's attention should not be attracted to them.

The competition was coming to an end, and there were not many people who could speak out anymore, and finally it became a duel between Xu Fengyuan and Wei Yichen.

It can be seen from this that whether it is in Anzhou Academy or the entire Taizhou Prefecture, the talents of Xu and Wei are outstanding.

The duel between the two lasted for a cup of tea. Lu Yuhong had finished his second pot of thyme, and had eaten more than half of the fresh and lo mei. The two had not yet been able to decide the winner.

And the applause from the crowd was one after another.

Although Wei Ruo couldn't see the lively scene outside, he could know the grand occasion of the competition from people's reactions.

There is no doubt about Wei Yichen's talent and learning. When Wei Ruoyuan died in the original book, he had already won the election. He was the only hope left for the Wei family after Wei Mingting's death.

So even when he arrived in Taizhou, Wei Ruo knew that Wei Yichen had the ability to stand out from the crowd of students.

After a while, the competition ended and Wei Yichen won.

Xu Fengyuan generously sent his blessings to Wei Yichen: "I still can't compare with Brother Wei. Brother Wei is really good at learning. This year's autumn test must be the time when Brother Wei shines."

"Brother Xu, you're being polite. It's Brother Xu who gave way, otherwise I wouldn't have had such a chance." Wei Yichen replied.

The shopkeeper of the Sibaozhai Fucheng store delivered calligraphy, paintings and a box of white paper to Wei Yichen.

"Mr. Wei, here are the prizes - the calligraphy of Layman in the Tibetan Forest and the paper we specialize in Sibaozhai. In the next year, we will send a box of paper to the house every month. After a while, Mr. Wei will leave us an address." .”

"Thank you." Wei Yichen said, then turned around and handed the calligraphy and painting to Xu Fengyuan, "Brother Xu, I will give this calligraphy and painting to you."

"A gentleman doesn't take what others like. Brother Wei has always liked Tibetan monks. How can I accept this calligraphy and painting." Xu Fengyuan refused.

"I already have a copy of his calligraphy, and I will give this one to Brother Xu, please don't be polite to me." Wei Yichen insisted.

Seeing this, Xu Fengyuan couldn't shirk anymore.

"Okay then, then I won't be polite to Brother Wei anymore." Xu Fengyuan accepted Wei Yichen's gift graciously.

The competition is over, and everyone's interest has shifted from the competition to the shop.

Now that everyone is here, everyone does not forget to buy some things in Sibaozhai. Except for paper, which is always sold in limited quantities, other things are enough, although the pens, inks, and inkstones of Sibaozhai are no different from those in other places.

Wei Yichen and Xu Fengyuan didn't go into the store to shop like everyone else, but found Lu Yuhong who was sneaking in Xu Ji's lo-mei shop.

At this time, Wei Ruo had already left the lo-mei shop through the back door, only Chen Aqing and Lu Yuhong were left in the shop to watch the shop.

Seeing the jug and braised dishes in front of Lu Yuhong, Xu Fengyuan couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother Lu, you are too emotional."

Actually moved a Maza and sat in someone's lo-mei shop and ate delicious food and wine. Although it looked a little out of shape, it was still free and unrestrained.

Lu Yuhong smiled and said, "You don't know, although I can't compare to the private room of a restaurant, the food and drink are delicious in the world, and it's something you can't ask for."