The son-in-law of a prosperous family

Everyone was very satisfied with the meal. The cake was not small, but there were so many people that each person only got one piece, and only the child got two pieces.

After being satisfied, you still feel unsatisfied.

"Aunt, where did you order this dessert? I've never seen it before."

The old lady's birthday banquet was organized by her daughter-in-law Fang, so Fang naturally answered this question: "This was prepared by Lai Yue Tower's chef."

"Is it sold at Laiyue Tower? I've never seen it before."

"It's not available in Laiyue Tower. The chef made this specially for the old lady's birthday banquet."

The old lady was already very satisfied with the cake, and she felt even more relieved when she heard this, and she simply waved her hand.

"reward!"

"My wife has made note of it!"

A child asked Fang in a baby voice: "Aunt, do you have any more cake? I want to eat more!"

As soon as this was said, the other children echoed: "I want to eat it too!"

"And I!"

"Me, me, me, me, count me in!"

Fang glanced at the butler, who shook his head.

Fang smiled and said to the child, "Don't eat too many snacks. The banquet will start soon. You won't be able to eat rice later."

The children's parents also joined in, and the aftertaste of the cake finally passed.

In the kitchen

Fang Huai and the cook each held a small plate with a piece of cake as big as a baby's fist on it.

"Everyone, please try it."

Fang Huai winked at Zhao Yunchuan and asked in a low voice, "Wouldn't this be a bad idea? What if the master finds out?"

Before Zhao Yunchuan could say anything, the two cooks spoke up.

"Let's finish eating as soon as possible so the host won't know."

Everyone is stealing together, and they are like grasshoppers on the same rope, and no one will betray anyone else.

"Don't worry, Huai'er. The master has agreed to this."

The cake they ate was at most a leftover cake. Duan Wenshu helped to talk to Fang about it, and for the sake of their relatives, Fang simply waved her hand and agreed.

"Brother Huai, try it."

Fang Huai took a spoonful and said, "Delicious!"

"As long as it tastes good, I'll make it for you whenever you want to eat it."

"Ok!"

Cook: I’m so envious. I really envy them. I wish their men could be so good.

Soon the main course was served, and Zhao Yunchuan took the money and left. In addition to the agreed five taels, the butler also gave them a red envelope with three silver ingots inside.

"I'll have someone escort you out."

Immediately a servant led them out. As soon as they reached the door, Fang Huai bumped into a man walking in a hurry. The scroll in the man's arms fell to the ground and turned over, revealing the portrait inside, which was a wanted warrant.

"Feel sorry!"

The man picked up the scroll and left. Zhao Yunchuan asked with concern, "Brother Huai, are you okay? Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!"

The man was not a big guy, so it was just a shoulder collision, nothing serious.

It was noon and they hadn't eaten yet. After leaving the headman's house, they first ate two bowls of noodles with minced meat. The noodles were cooked chewy and they were both very satisfied.

"By the way, Huai'er, do you know where there are craftsmen in this town?"

"What kind of craft?"

After thinking carefully, Zhao Yunchuan said, "Carpentry, but not traditional carpentry. It must be more sophisticated."

As he said this, he took out his own map from his pocket.

It is the design drawing of a tricycle and a bicycle. The distance from the town to the village is really not close. If you walk, the commuting time is too long and it is tiring for your feet. If you take a ox cart, your butt will hurt and it will smell bad.

So after much thought, he decided to find someone to be the means of transportation for future generations.

Bicycles can be used to go to work, and tricycles can be used to deliver goods.

Fang Huai looked at the two pictures carefully. They were things he had never seen before, but he couldn't guess that they were means of transportation.

"I can only draw a rough outline. Some parts require craftsmen to figure out, and ordinary craftsmen probably can't do it."

"I'll think about it."

After thinking for a moment, Fang Huai thought of a person, Li Laoguai in the town. Why was he called Li Laoguai? Because he had a really weird temper. People said that this person changed his temper faster than turning the pages of a book.

Old Monster Li used to work in the palace making fine items for the nobles. Later, somehow he offended the noble and was kicked out.

After returning to Qingniu Town, he made a living by doing carpentry work, but his temper was so weird that there were very few businesses coming to him, and now his life is getting worse and worse.

Zhao Yunchuan got a general idea, and then quietly asked a question: "This old monster Li...was he a father-in-law before?"

Fang Huai nodded.

If a man wanted to work in the palace, he could either be a guard or a eunuch. Those without connections could only cut off their penis and become a eunuch.

Old Monster Li had his life cut off originally hoping to enter the palace to seek a bright future, but he was driven out of the palace before he could even hope to achieve a bright future. He lost both his general and his soldiers, no wonder his temper became increasingly weird.

Fang Huai gently folded up the two design drawings and said, "Let's try our luck first. If it doesn't work, we can look for someone else."

"Ah."

Old man Li lived in the east of the town. To get to him, one had to cross most of the town. The sun was shining brightly and Zhao Yunchuan felt a little too hot.

I bought an oil-paper umbrella directly from the grocery store. It is slightly translucent and not as sun-proof as the sun-proof umbrellas of later generations, but it is much better than being directly exposed to the sun.

Zhao Yunchuan held up an umbrella, protecting the two of them. People on the street frequently stopped and looked back.

"Oh my god, why is a grown man holding an umbrella? He is not a lady who never goes out of the house. You are so hypocritical."

"No!"

"No wonder this man is so pale, he must be afraid of the sun!"

As long as these people were talking about Zhao Yunchuan behind his back, he would just pretend not to hear them. After all, people should be given the right to speak. But when they spoke in front of him, he could not pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Just then, someone danced in front of him.

"A grown man holding an umbrella, you're acting like a sissy, are you really a sissy? The two in front, turn around and let me see if you're prettier than the sissy."

Another person said, "Maybe they are two little brothers."

"No way, can a little brother grow so big?"

"Tsk, both of you turn your heads and let me take a look."

Zhao Yunchuan frowned. What's going on? This voice sounded familiar.

"Brother, does that hairstyle look familiar to you?"

Most of the men they met tied their hair up, and the only man they knew who didn't tie his hair up...he was simply a nightmare.

Sure enough, he turned around the next second.

It was the familiar opening line again: "Six dragons?"

"No, no, no, no, we are six worms."

It’s over. My legs are so weak and I want to kneel down.

"Don't kneel, I don't have any New Year's money to give you, just stand still."

Zhao Yunchuan didn't want others to kneel to him all the time and shorten his life.

"What did you just say, the man holding an umbrella is a sissy?"