Gospel of Lazy Cancer

Entering June, the weather in the afternoon becomes significantly hotter.

The sun was too high to do the work, so Yao Silang's soldiers rested under the shade of the trees, and Yao Chen took out the cold melons that Yao Chen asked them to put him in advance from the well to freeze.

When Yao Silang came back, he saw Yao Chen cutting watermelon on the table, holding the handle of the knife with fingers like white jade, turning it flexibly, separating the red flesh from the green rind in two or three strokes, and putting the rind into the clean wood. into the bucket, but the pulp fell into the mouths of a group of Qiuba.

Yao Silang felt distressed to death.

"You gang of thieves are domineering in my house, look how bullying our Jinshi master is! You know how to eat! Can't help?!"

Cold melon is so precious, there is a price but there is no market. In this summer, eating a cold melon is like a fairy.What's more, there are only two acres planted at home, and they are counted. One is eaten and the other is missing. It was his own father who planted it, but it was ruined by a bunch of soldiers.

"We are helping the master Jinshi." The soldier replied with a stern face, and took another big mouthful of tempting melon flesh. These years, the thin-skinned people starved to death in the barracks.

fart!Yao Silang held back his swearing in front of his nephew. "Eating counts as work?!"

Yao Chen picked up a piece of sliced ​​melon pulp and fed it to Yao Silang's mouth. The sweet and refreshing feeling instantly wiped out the captain's anger.

"Go wash your hands first, and eat by yourself." Yao Chen did it himself because he disliked the unhygienic soldiers.

Yao Silang looked at it while eating, and seemed to understand, and asked, "Why do you want this cold melon skin?"

"Try to make pectin and use it in Sister Man's shop."

"You don't need to open so many melons all at once, it's for nothing..."

"I haven't done it before, I'm afraid it won't be enough," Yao Chen thought for a while, "Citrus and pomelo peels also contain a lot of pectin, about [-]% of it, and apples are also fine."

"Sure, I told Dad to buy more fruits in autumn. There are also saplings to plant." He kicked the soldiers away one by one: "The rest are mine, dare to reach out and chop your dog's paw!"

The purpose of making pectin is to make fruit-flavored fudge. Yao Chen thinks that although the shop is called the White Rabbit Toffee Shop, the varieties can be more diverse. Recently, he is thinking about making fudge.

Natural gums include isinglass and peach gums, which are rare and costly. Yao Chen wanted to try making glue from fruit peels.

This process is much more complicated. It needs to be steamed, pressed, filtered, and concentrated. He tried to simplify the steps, but failed several times.

Encountered the first Waterloo in life.

Yao Silang laughed unceremoniously: "It seems that Master Jinshi is not good at everything!"

Yao Chen didn't speak, and continued to open melons the next day, as if he had sex with it.

Yao Silang crossed his legs and happily ate the flesh of the melon. The cold melon cut by the Jinshi master is really sweet!

The Yao family's grandma couldn't bear it, and thinking about his marriage gave her a headache.

"You look like this, which girl is willing to marry you?"

Yao Silang buried his head in eating melons, pretending not to hear.

Yao Chen suddenly said: "Uncle is exposed to the wind and the sun, his skin is not good, and he looks old, but it is actually good to clean up."

Yao Silang waved his hands impatiently: "What are you doing, like a woman."

Yao Chen glanced at him, sneered in his heart, and said to his grandmother: "Little lady loves handsome men, and doesn't like reckless men. If uncle can take care of his skin, he will look a few years younger and change his clothes. There is a little lady who has a crush on him."

Say goodbye to being single from tonight, it's not a dream to hold a couple for three years!

The Yao family's grandmother was moved by what he said, and she was still a little worried: "How can we change it? We don't know about maintenance..."

Yao Chentu looked at him poorly: "I will."

"It's not difficult, and it's not expensive. Apply egg whites to the face, twice in the morning and evening, avoid the sun, and it will be effective in ten days."

Yao Silang had resistance written all over his body: "Egg white..." It's so disgusting...

His mother glared at him, and Yao Silang faltered instantly.

"... let's do it."

The egg white is sticky and transparent, which made Yao Silang, who was in the brothel of the military camp, have very bad associations. The soldiers under him also had weird expressions, and they winked at each other, faintly reaching a consensus.

After that, Yao Chen manipulated them like arms and fingers, competing one by one to be obedient.

It's a pity that Yao Chen didn't use watermelon peel to make pectin until the day he returned to Beijing.

Yao Silang packed all the remaining cold melons and pulled them into the car to take away. He also took cooking cakes, fried dough sticks, toffee, etc. from home, plus dry food and luggage, and the things were loaded into several cars.He stepped on official boots, put on armor, led horses, and commanded soldiers. Those who didn't know thought he was transporting rations.

Yao Chen was worried about bringing too much, but Yao Silang said, "I've almost eaten half of it on the way! If it wasn't for the hot weather, I could have brought more." The soldiers didn't feel tired and wished they could be more lucky.

Yao Chen: I feel sorry for the emperor, it is not easy to feed these soldiers!

Yao Chen is no stranger to this official road, sitting down in a familiar restaurant by the side of the road, there are no familiar people around him, and it feels like a world away.

Yao Chen saw that Yao Silang reached out to grab food after getting off the horse, his fingernails were full of mud, so he couldn't help but disgusted and said, "Wash your hands first."

His eyes could not be said to be harsh, but Yao Silang remembered the fear of being dominated by egg whites, bowed his head and gave in, which was a recognition of Yao Chen's position as the chief executive.

While taking the soldiers to fetch water, he thought to himself: Don't say it, it's really useful to put eggs on the face.

He touched his face, not only did it turn back a little whiter, but it was also much smoother and more refined, but skin care and maintenance sounded like a girl, so it was not very pleasant to spread the word.

The guests in the same restaurant looked at the group of people curiously. The combination of the handsome scholar and the heroic general was quite eye-catching. The general seemed to listen to the scholar. Could it be that the scholar is some kind of high-ranking official?

Yao Silang noticed something in the eyes of many prying eyes, and took the opportunity to approach Yao Chen while eating, and whispered: "There are spies, and they have followed from the Jinyang shop."

"Is there any danger?" Yao Chen's nerves tightened.

"Don't worry, it's just a scout at the moment, maybe it's for information, if it's really a bandit..." Yao Silang smiled, his voice was full of blood, "The man will accept the military merit that was sent to his door."

The team was loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and arrived in Beijing safely all the way.

Yao Chen asked Yao Silang again, and the latter shook his head and said that the tail following him had disappeared, so he had a vague guess.

At that time, the Privy Council was set up to take charge of the national military affairs, and there were four houses under it: soldiers, officials, households, and rites.

Yao Silang was rough but subtle, he was going to report to the official's room, and he was afraid that he was born in the Xiang army and would be looked down upon by the imperial army, so he wanted Yao Chen to let him go.

"Brother Chen, you don't know, they are just people watching people through the cracks of the door, and they don't reason with you. Even if you have a transfer order, there is a way to drag you to wait for ten and a half months, and you missed the deadline I will hold you accountable and teach you to be beaten and fined. The better ones will be fine, but if you are unlucky enough to meet someone who eats people and doesn't spit out their bones..."

"It sounds like if I don't help, I'll just sit and watch you go to die." Yao Chen was a little skeptical, the politics of the dynasty was still clear, there might be extortion by evil officials, but no one was heard of.

Yao Silang felt that his nephew was not easy to fool.

"Without you, of course I have a solution, which is to use money to open the way, and the guards and assistants will throw down one by one, and then throw a big red envelope when I see the right owner. But it will be different if you are there, won't it save a lot of money! It’s not easy to live in Beijing, so it’s a good thing to save a little bit of daily necessities!”

"What do you need me to do?" Yao Chen felt that life was difficult, and he had to bow down for five buckets of rice.

"It's very simple. Do you have the famous card of Xiangye? Lend it to me, and return it to you when you use it up."

"My teacher's, or the teacher's?" Yao Chen asked.

Damn it!It's really a drought, a drought, a flood, a flood!

Yao Silang felt that his nephew was sitting on a golden mountain and didn't know it. If he had these famous cards, he could knock on the doors of most officials, and he would have gone to other state capitals to bluff and deceive!It is not a problem to make one hundred thousand a year!

He had a taste of what it means to be rich, like an emperor flipping a green card, he ordered a small house.

"You want to use the name of my teacher to overwhelm the officials who are doing things. I understand that. But the King of Hades is so hard to deal with little ghosts. How do you plan to pass the first few levels?" Yao Chen asked.

"I have to leave this to you, Master Jinshi!" Yao Silang showed an inscrutable smile, "You just need to wait outside on a horse and let others see you. The rest will be watched by me."

Yao Silang called a clever little soldier and whispered something in his ear, and the latter gave a wretched smile of "you can rest assured".

Yao Chen got a little excited and cooperated with all his strength.He and Yao Silang rode on horseback and led a group of soldiers to the official room to ensure that the guards at the door could see clearly.

Yao Silang gave Yao Chen a look, and the fun began. He got off his horse, and the soldier followed him quickly, carrying his pack.

When he approached the door, Xiaobing pretended to lower his voice deliberately, the actual volume was not low enough for the guards to hear him clearly, and he asked Yao Silang, "General, is it appropriate for Master Jinshi to wait for us?"

"What are you afraid of?!" Yao Silang glanced back, raised his voice on purpose, as if he was speaking specifically for Yao Chen, deliberately trying to save face, "If the Lord told him to wait, he has to wait!"

Yao Chen had no expression on his face. It turned out that he was killing chickens to make an example of monkeys, and he was the chicken.

Gatekeeper: So hardcore?Is it really Master Jinshi?So young can't be fake, can it?

"General, please keep your voice down. I heard that the master Jinshi is still the disciple of Lao Fangxiang. Even if he and you (relatives)...you should respect him."

Yao Silang ignored him, as if he felt that Xiaobing was too annoying, he cupped his fists at the guard at the gate, and showed his identity, with the arrogance and arrogance that seemed to be rushing towards Yao Chen.

Guard at the gate: I don’t even look down on the disciples of the old man, I can’t afford to provoke them, let them in quickly!

Yao Chen never expected that this scene would be noticed by others.

Pu Jiayan felt that he could no longer feel the anger, his whole body seemed to have been pierced with several holes, the cold wind was blowing through, it was obviously summer, but there was a chill from the inside out.

"What are you afraid of?! Master told him to wait, so he has to wait!"

"General, please keep your voice down. I heard that this master Jinshi is still the disciple of Lao Fangxiang. Even if he is with you...you should respect him."

Even if he and you...

What do you mean, please explain clearly!What is the relationship between the wild bear and the little rabbit? !

Pu Jiayan had a vague guess in his heart, but refused to believe it.

Could it be...together?

How could his beloved little rabbit, who dared not let him suffer any grievances, become someone else's?Do you still want to be angry, be taught a lesson, and be/dried?The sun is so poisonous, even if it is in the shadows, what should I do if it is too hot and exposed to the sun?

What saddened him the most was that the little rabbit was silent and obedient.

Why do you listen to that bear?

Why let yourself be wronged?

Why do I still feel so sorry for you being wronged for others...

Yao Chen rode a horse and waited at the door, feeling that he was taken for a fool by the guards at the door. After waiting for less than a quarter of an hour, Yao Silang came out with his soldiers, and they were afraid of being exposed, so they turned the corner and laughed loudly.

"I went in with him, chatting about you as we walked, I didn't pay attention to any second-class Jinshi, any Xiangye disciples! I didn't say how they tried, and my nostrils were up in front of the people in the capital. It's so cool... When the boss is there, the name card of Xiao Fangxiang is randomly inserted in the official documents, and they look at it, oh, the tea is good, please take a seat, please take a seat, and give the formalities in a few clicks. Done!"

Yao Chen was amused by his narrow-minded appearance, and warned him not to get carried away. This was also because he was a newcomer, and others could not understand his depth. If he still behaves like this with his colleagues in the future, he must be punished.

"I'll save it," Yao Silang saw that his nephew's face was a little red, "I'm tired of riding on the horse, come on, get down and take a walk."

He stood under the horse, raised his hands, and easily carried Yao Chen off the horse.

He was used to helping Yao Chen get on and off his horse during this trip to Beijing—it was too stuffy in the car in summer, so Yao Chen would occasionally come out to breathe.

Murderous!

Yao Silang suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and subconsciously held Yao Chen in his arms. This intuition had saved him several times on the battlefield, but this time it seemed to fail.

"What's wrong?" Yao Chen asked.

"It's okay." Could it be that I'm being sensitive?

After letting the accompanying soldiers go to rest and resettle, Yao Silang led Yao Chen into an alley, and to Yao Chen's surprise, he actually set up a yard in the capital, or in the inner city.

Yao Chen really admired this fourth uncle.

How difficult is it to buy a house in Beijing?

The late emperor's vice chancellors lived in rented houses, and this incident was recorded in the history books. When the vice prime minister passed away, the late emperor came to mourn, only to find that the dignified vice prime minister was renting a house in a back alley, and the emperor's sedan chair could not be carried in.

It can be seen from this that it was not easy for Yao Silang to buy this small courtyard.

"All my wealth is here," Yao Silang said with emotion. "It's just a coincidence. There is a member of the outside world, and he asks for a high price. Others think it is unlucky to put it out, so they want to suppress it. If I know it, I will Cut off his beard with one click."

"Our Yao family's heart and eyes are all on you." Yao Chen sincerely praised.

"Where is it, we are half of each other." Yao Silang raised his eyebrows proudly.

The two looked at each other and smiled. Yao Silang was very happy. Being able to lead the younger generation to settle down in the capital gave him a sense of accomplishment. It was worth it to be humbled and hurt in the military camp all these years.

Yao Silang and his brothers embraced Yao Chen's shoulders and led him inside, intending to take a closer look with him.

Suddenly there was a wind blowing from behind, Yao Silang seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and quickly dodged it. Sure enough, the killing intent directed at him was not an illusion.

He split a few moves with the comer, his subordinates were ruthless and merciless, the more they fought, the more frightened they became, the opponent had good skills and brilliant moves, but he lacked some actual combat experience, otherwise he would suffer a loss.

Out of consideration for Yao Chen's safety, Yao Silang didn't want to entangle with him for too long, and the other party seemed to have scruples, so in the end they punched and palmed each other, and were forced to take a step back by the impact.

Yao Silang saw the sneak attacking thief clearly, he squinted his eyes and looked up and down, the clothes were luxurious, his eyes were dark and prey, with his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that he was a son of a wealthy family, and his status was very high.

I haven't seen this person before. I just came to Beijing, when did I offend him?

"Who are you?" Yao Silang asked.

The other party didn't answer, and gave Yao Silang a very cold look, and then he stared at Yao Chen, as if he was an enemy who wanted to gouge him out, but looking closely at that expression, it wasn't all that.

Yao Chen: What kind of Shura field is this...

Park Jiayan really wanted to cut Yao Chen's heart open to see if he was a liar. He watched Yao Chen talking and laughing with others, threw himself into the arms of others, and stabbed him in the heart again and again.

He wished that he had no heart, that when he couldn't see the little rabbit, he felt empty pain, and when he saw it, he felt the pain of being crushed and crushed again.

What will they do in the house?

Park Jiayan couldn't imagine.

Will the little rabbit look at others with misty eyes?Will kiss other people's lips and other parts of the body?Will there be a sweet sound in another person's arms, crying and venting?

How happy it was before, how painful it is now.

He was mad with jealousy, and he had never realized so clearly that he was replaceable like this moment.

He wanted to say "I beg you, let me come back" to the little rabbit, but other hurtful words came out of his mouth.

"Can the old man satisfy you?"

Yao Silang: Old man?me?Egg white is applied...

Then he came back to his senses: This man talks to his nephew like that?What satisfies or dissatisfies?The relationship between them...

He knew a lot of dirty things in the barracks, including between men and men. He was afraid that his nephew would suffer, so he subconsciously grabbed Yao Chen, trying to protect him behind him, but the young man grabbed Yao Chen's other arm, and he He looked back and forth between Yao Chen and Park Jiayan in surprise.

Yao Chen who was held back by left and right: I never thought that I would come out like this.

Still with the ex-boyfriend...it's not worth it...

"You go into the room first," Yao Chen hurriedly said to Yao Silang, before Park Jiayan said something more exciting, he had to dismiss the elders, "He and I are old acquaintances, I will be fine."

"Be careful, call me if something goes wrong." Yao Silang still respected Yao Chen's opinion and avoided it.

Park Jiayan scoffed, showing complete disdain for him.

Now only he and the little rabbit are left.

Park Jiayan wanted to say countless things to Little Rabbit before, but when he was in front of him, he couldn't say a word.Except for the words that rushed out of the throat at the beginning when they were dazzled by jealousy.

He was afraid that he couldn't control himself, and the words he spoke were all hurtful. The last time the two broke up, those words were not his real thoughts. It seemed that this body had a consciousness of its own, and it automatically responded to protect the face of the aristocratic family. irritating reaction.

The more frightened I was, the more painful my injury was, and the harder I fought back.

In fact, Yao Chen's meaning has been expressed very clearly, a clean break, the bridge returns to the bridge, and the bridge returns to the road, and I don't want to have anything to do with him again.

But he didn't want to, didn't want to, didn't want to give up.

Like a drowning person, waving his arms indiscriminately, trying to grab everything he can, so as not to let his feelings dissipate.