Beginning to become the second ancestor

Chapter 405
Qian Liuyi said with a stern face: "Qing Huan, women should observe the etiquette, you and Lord Hou are so close that it is not in line with etiquette."

Qian Qinghuan straightened up and sat with her legs crossed, looking serious, but her hips were tense.

Song Yuanxuan curled his lips, took a deep look at Qian Liuyi, and then nodded: "Mr. Liuyi, Qing Huan and I are friends, and there is no right or wrong between friends."

"Master Hou's words are wrong. Even if a man and a woman are friends, they must abide by the etiquette. After all, Qing Huan is not Master Hou's concubine."

Qian Liuyi looked serious, and Song Yuanxuan raised his eyebrows and said: "Then I will marry her. I now have two wives and nine concubines, so Qing Huan is the little twelve."

"Then when will Lord Hou marry her?" Qian Liuyi stared at Song Yuanxuan seriously.

Embarrassed, Qian Qinghuan lowered her head and said, "Father, how can anyone force someone to marry a concubine like this?"

"You have always been arrogant and talented, but no one in this world who can marry you is willing to marry you, because the Qian family has never liked the current emperor.

And most of the people who are willing to marry you are merchants without talent, the master is the most talented in the world, won three yuan in a row, and has a title, this is a real good match. "

Qian Liuyi said in a deep voice, his eyes burning.

Song Yuanxuan thought for a while and said: "Mr. Liu Yi, none of the nine concubines in my family have passed through the door, except for the two concubines who are not in Jiangzhou, and the rest I plan to marry back home together, so let Qing Huan go through the door together.

Pick a good day during this period, no matter which day is fine, I will notify Mr. Liu Yi when the day is picked, what does Mr. Liu Yi think? "

"In my opinion, the future will be good." Qian Liuyi smiled, stretched out his hand to stroke the long beard under his chin, his eyes were warm.

Qian Qinghuan jumped up immediately: "I'll go out and have a look, maybe I need to cook."

After speaking, she left in a little panic.

Song Yuanxuan smiled, and he understood what Qian Liuyi was thinking when he said that women should keep their etiquette.

Thinking about it carefully, Qian Qinghuan is no longer young, she is 21 years old, she is indeed an old girl in this era.

"Mr. Liu Yi, is Qing Huan so worried about getting married?" Song Yuanxuan stared at Qian Liuyi.

"There is a taste in the world is Qing Huan. When I came to Jiangzhou, she repeated the poem with the best taste in the world. I knew that she had already secretly agreed.

It's just that if I don't make it clear, with her temperament, she will never take the initiative to make it clear to the master. There is not much I can give her, and it is related to her happiness. I should choose this head. "

Qian Liuyi was chic, with a bit of calmness, quite the demeanor of a great Confucian.

In fact, he has a great reputation in Jiangnan, especially among scholars, it can be said that he is well-received.

Song Yuanxuan nodded and said: "But there are many wives and concubines in my family, and it is not the best choice for Qinghuan to marry me."

"The seasoning in the world is neither deep nor shallow. It may not be the best choice, but it must be the most suitable choice. She married a merchant, and she may be able to order a family, but it is not suitable."

Qian Liuyi smiled softly, and Song Yuanxuan bowed to him: "Is 1 taels of silver enough as a bride price?"

"The Qian family has been a scholarly family for generations. You don't need money, just send a piece of calligraphy. Mr. Canghai is a master of poetry and calligraphy, so you must write a piece of calligraphy."

Qian Liuyi responded, and Song Yuanxuan nodded: "Okay, let's grind ink."

"I'll do it." Qian Liuyi got up, took out the pen and ink from one side, and began to grind the ink.

Qian Qinghuan liked to read since she was a child, so she prepared her own pen and ink at home. Song Yuanxuan thought about it, and wrote a few words directly: "Qing Huan is the taste of the world".

After signing the payment and stamping the seal, Song Yuanxuan stopped writing.

Qian Liuyi looked at the elegant calligraphy, which is the standard royal style, and a bit of physique is incorporated into it. He couldn't help but nodded and said: "It's really a master of calligraphy."

"From then on, Qing Huan will be a member of the Song family." Song Yuanxuan smiled, and saluted Qian Liuyi: "I have met Yue Zhang."

Qian Liuyi laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to support Song Yuanxuan, and said seriously: "Let's have dinner together."

The two were sitting at the table, Qiao Xuewei was still eating, she glanced at Qian Liuyi and Song Yuanxuan, and snorted: "I don't look like a father at all, I sold my daughter just for a picture."

Qian Liuyi shook her head: "How does this girl know that this is not happiness?"

In the back kitchen, Qian Qinghuan stretched out her fingers to rub her hanging hair, turning it gently, turning and turning, her face was always red.

The red color stained the pink and white skin, and the buttocks twisted and twisted, causing ripples.

The shopkeeper approached from outside, saluted earnestly and said, "Master, are you practicing cooking?"

"Oh, are all the dishes on Lord Hou's side ready?"

"It's ready."

"Give me a few more dishes. By the way, I haven't prepared the water shield soup. Let someone make it! Also, I remember some oranges, you have someone peel them and send them over...

Let someone stew a soup of lotus seeds and white fungus, add a little more rock sugar, is there any more sea ear that was delivered this morning?If not, discuss it with the owner of Yangji Rice Shop and set aside a few for Lord Hou. "

Qian Qinghuan said softly, with a bit of tenderness in her eyes.

The shopkeeper was startled, and said in a low voice, "Master, are we still making money?"

"It's all in my account, and it will be deducted from my salary later."

"But the owner of Yangji Rice Shop has a great appetite, so he may not agree to give up Hai Er."

"Just tell him what I mean. If he agrees, I will cook two dishes for him to apologize."

"Then I'll go right away, and I'll make arrangements to send it to Lord Hou in a while."

Qian Qinghuan responded, her eyes drifted up again, and a man in a white apron leaned over to one side, and said with admiration: "Lord, Master Hou is a good official, but it's not enough to give away such things, right?" ? Your wages will soon run out."

"Why didn't it happen?" Qian Qinghuan glared at him, then changed the topic: "Why don't you get ready?"

While speaking, she was thinking in her heart that she would be a member of the Song family in the future, and she should treat her master better.

In the room, several dishes were served, including a plate of sea ear, Qiao Xuewei's eyes lit up.

Qian Qinghuan came in again, sat beside Song Yuanxuan, put Haier on his plate, and said softly: "Master Hou, this was delivered in the morning, it's very fresh, try it."

Song Yuanxuan nodded, lowered his head and started to eat, Qian Liuyi smiled slightly and said: "Qing Huan, I also accepted the master's gift, you can marry the day after tomorrow.

From now on, you will be a member of the Song Mansion. You don't have to do the work of the God of Cookery building as a husband and son. You can just work in the back house with peace of mind. "

Qian Qinghuan's face turned red, she got up and walked to the side, when she saw the words, her eyes became very bright.

Song Yuanxuan's voice sounded: "Yue Zhang, if Qing Huan likes the God of Cookery Building, I don't object to her coming out to do things, as long as she goes home every day."

"This is the Song Mansion's business, so I won't worry about it." Qian Liuyi was serious.

Qiao Xuewei snorted again on the side: "Just now I said that women should be polite, why don't you care about it now?"

"The rules of the Song Mansion should be formulated by the master, as long as he agrees, I will be an outsider after all."

Qian Liuyi caressed his beard with a relaxed expression on his face. This is a great Confucian who always has too many words.

Haier is abalone, it tastes very fresh and tender, Qian Qinghuan's cooking skills are amazing, and it is even more appropriate to handle such ingredients, Song Yuanxuan thinks this is comfort.

It would also be a good choice to build another Fanghua building in Jiangzhou City, or a Fanghua hotpot restaurant.

Jiangzhou City is a big city, and its population is not weaker than that of the capital city. These days, it is possible to find some more shops.

It's better to leave this matter to Qian Qinghuan, and she and Zheng Dong'er will take care of it together in the future. Gathering the chefs from the north and the south is an excellent gimmick in itself.

(End of this chapter)