Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"You're a dead duck. I can eat candied haws at any age. How much can you buy me a bunch of candied fruit for a penny?"

Yan Xiaoqing, who has been very familiar with them for a long time, has never had any scruples in speaking, and will never be merciless when it is time to complain.

"I can support Brother Xiaoqing this time. I don't care if Xinyuan's chef wants to ask Sister Shui Linger for advice. What are we going to do in Xinyuan for dinner? Apart from the delicious food they make, the most important thing is to be of high quality. face, right?"

"exactly."

At a young age, Zeng Xuefu looked like a playboy. At his call, the others nodded in agreement. These people were born with nothing missing, and the only thing they paid attention to was the word face. .

"Can you still chew your face? You haven't lived a hard life, you don't know that salt and rice are expensive, and Xinyuan's dish often costs several taels of silver. Can you still eat flowers?"

In order to defend his reputation of being frugal, the big bun is also not showing weakness. The little bun next to him, regardless of whether it is right or not, hurried up to help his second brother: "My brother is right, Xinyuan's dishes are not as delicious as my family's. Whoa!"

The brotherly love of the little buns is undoubtedly great, just one by one

"Don't you, Brother Wu, among our group of people, you have the least right to speak. Who is it that searches the capital every day for delicious food? I heard it last time, you listen to the classmates of Hanling College. Said that the buns served by a tea shop 30 miles outside of the North City were delicious, and they even went to eat them. If you want yours to be so delicious, why do you want to be far away?"

The little bun seems to have forgotten that he is already a well-known foodie in the capital, and he pays attention to food first wherever he goes. No, he was immediately complained by his friends.

"That's different. I also like to eat from my family. As long as it's delicious, I like to eat it."

His face blushed, but the little bun was still fighting for it. Tie Wazi nodded and said, "Mmmm, Xiaowu is delicious, and the food made by Sister Shui Linger is really delicious."

"Ha ha "

It's okay if he doesn't speak, as soon as he speaks, he brings the fact that the little bun is a foodie on the table. A group of children can't help laughing all over the place. Before the meal starts, the atmosphere has reached its highest level.

"Haha... It's a good thing for Xiaowen to be frugal. Xiaowu looks cute as a foodie. Isn't it good? Everyone, stop standing, come and eat, or the food should be cold."

It was Yan Xiaobei who did his best. Under his greeting, a group of children finally walked over in good order. When they saw the dishes on the table, they all lit up their eyes. They instantly forgot what they were complaining about just now. Fast little fart

The children were making a fuss again, and the reason was very simple, because there was no wine on the table, and Zeng Xuefu, a self-proclaimed manly man, was the most noisy.

"Men should drink a little wine, or what are you called a man? Don't you look like a little girl?"

The Marquis of Weiyuan was known for its military exploits. Zeng Xuefu, the grandson of the eldest son, shouted loudly and ordered drinks to prove that they were real men.

"Who told you that men should drink? My father doesn't drink much."

They are still children, what wine do they drink? This full table is enough to make him feel distressed.

"Bullshit, when did my cousin stop drinking when he attended the banquet? That's the real man!"

The children are all worshipers, and Zeng Xuefu naturally gave a thumbs up. They came to the banquet today, so how could they not drink?

"School, be careful when you go back, your mother will pull your ears."

Yan Xiaobei originally wanted to dissuade them from drinking, but he didn't expect Zeng Xuefu to be unhappy when he heard it, he stood up abruptly and patted his chest and said, "A man and a man, how could he be afraid of a woman?"

Even if your ears are pulled off, you can't lose face outside, right?

"Forehead..."

"Okay, the school is really not a real man, Xiaowen, doesn't your family have the most alcohol? Bring us some. You said it's fine to have a banquet at home, why don't we even let us drink wine? Shouldn't it be? Really a little girl, right?

Yan Xiaobei's forehead went black, but Zeng Xuefu's words were unanimously praised by the others. Seeing that they were like a man and a little girl, people who didn't know might think they were rascals and hooligans, but they didn't know. They all have red lips and white teeth, and they look much better than many little girls.

"I said Xiaowen, you won't make the old problem of being stingy again, will you?"

The atmosphere became lively, and Xiao Shi also joined the ranks of begging. Wine? I'll go get it for you, and you can all do it."

It was clear that his heart was bleeding from the pain, but the face-loving big bun was still trying to hold up his small chest. He didn't lose if he lost, even if he invited all the guests, how could he still be reluctant to give up a pot of wine?

"Then hurry up, brothers can wait."

As soon as Zeng Bowen opened his mouth, the others also irritated him with their eyes, and the big bun couldn't hold it anymore, so he had to call the little tiger out.

【End of this chapter】

Fanwai 3: Stingy Steamed Bun Treats (3)

"Sir, are we really going to move wine?"

After going out, Xiaohuzi asked worriedly, there is a lot of wine in the cellar, but they are still children, they will be known by the master, and they must not be spanked? Besides, wine is so expensive, and they don't know how to drink, isn't it a làng fee? Is the prince really willing?

"Move, why don't you move? But you can't move wine, that stuff is expensive, Daddy they don't often say

Is our sorghum wine good? Let's move that. "

In a short period of time, Da Baozi had already made up his mind quickly. A jar of wine is one hundred taels of silver, and a jar of sorghum wine is only about ten taels. Since they are all good wines, try to save as much as you can. At this point, the original pain in the flesh was also relieved a lot, and a bright smile slowly cracked on Da Baozi's face.

"Hey!'

Xiaohuzi was also happy when he heard it, and the two bear children ran to the wine cellar.

"Would your brothers really bring wine over here?"

At the banquet, Zeng Bowen, the youngest son of the third room in the Hou Mansion, took up the conversation with great interest. They knew a little about Xiaowen's stinginess. They didn't talk about the wine outside. The wines in Jingyun Villa were all excellent wines. Well, even his father can't wait to move home, is Xiaowen really willing?

"Definitely, Brother Wen loves face."

Don't look at Zeng Xuefu, who is an old man and a little girl, how is he the grandson of the prince's son, and he is a little friend who often plays together. This kind of vision is still valuable.

"You said that you are all boring? My brother is a stingy... Be a little frugal, and he is generous when it is time to be generous."

While talking, Xiao Baozi took a chopstick and put the dish into his mouth. He didn't care about alcohol or not. In his short life of more than seven years, he didn't care about anything other than his family, who was the food he ate.

"That's right, don't look at the fact that today's Xiaowen is entertaining you at home, every dish on this table is the raw material that Xiaowen bought at his own expense, and asked Sister Shui Ling'er to help with the cooking, he also paid the wages alone. of."

It is also eating. Yan Xiaobei, who has grown up under the influence of the royal family since childhood, is much more elegant than Xiao Baozi. Of course, he did not forget to complain about his beloved younger brother.

"Yes, yes, Xiaowen is just a little more frugal outside. Look how good he is to the little dumpling. Every time he goes out, he brings food and play to the little dumpling. He loves his brother more than any of you!"

Tie Wazi did not forget to agree, and did not think that Xiaowen was frugal at all.

"He only treats the little dumplings, okay?"

"Ha ha "

The tenth prince complained and made a group of little radishes laugh all the time. Yan Shangqing, who was always blushing all the time, suddenly shouted: "No, brother Wen is also very good to me, and brother Wen will give us anything we want. ,

You are not allowed to make fun of brother Wen again. "

Seeing that his hands were in his eyes, his eyes were crimson, and his little fists were clenched tightly, as if he was going to rush over to fight them at any time. The laughing children all stopped.

The scene was a little embarrassing for a moment. Who among these children is not a noble uncle? How can you allow others to insult them like this? What's more, they didn't really make fun of Xiaowen, they were just making fun of him. Is he so serious? The children who thought about it all showed uneasy expressions. After all, they were all young teenagers with immature minds. It was inevitable, but they didn't know what kind of place Ling Wen and others held in Yan Shangqing's mind. Status, when he was only about six years old, he couldn't tell the difference between playfulness and ridicule, and subconsciously wanted to maintain the big bun.

"We Shangqing are still so cute, don't pay attention to them, they just owe it, come on, Shangqing, eat this sweet and sour pork ribs, it's delicious!"