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Chapter 135 Patriarch Walking Slowly
"Why are you crying?" Ion You turned to look at him, "What's there to cry about?"

Yue'er hurriedly wiped away her tears: "Slave... I didn't cry."

The prince has always been tenacious, he was trained so cruelly by the queen when he was young, he never shed a single tear, he can't embarrass the prince.

"I don't care about how my mother treats my prince." Ion You's charming face was indifferent.

He was very disappointed in this mother.

but,……

"Go to Feng's house."

Ion Yu walked towards the gate of the palace.

If the plan changed, he had to inform Feng Yinmei.

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Feng Mansion.

"Master, this is the gift list prepared by the housekeeper, please have a look." Lu Zhu presented a long gift list.

Feng Yinmei took it, and frowned after taking a look.

"One hundred taels of gold, ten for Zhuangzi in the shop, twenty for Ye Mingzhu..." He threw the gift list to Lvzhu.

"This Patriarch's life is worth such a small gift?"

Green Bamboo looked at him blankly.

The Patriarch of his family has always been very picky, he is the only one to collect money, and no one else can take things from him.

Besides, the things on the gift list are the most gifts he has seen in the years of serving the Patriarch.

"Ask Steward Zhou to bring the pair of emperor green emerald heads from the warehouse."

Feng Yinmei ordered.

Lu Zhu's round eyes widened.

The imperial green jadeite is extremely rare, and the pair of heads in the storehouse were chiseled by quarry workers for five years, and then the best craftsmen in Nanli were invited to carve them for two years.

The color is excellent and the workmanship is exquisite. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is priceless.

"Patriarch." Lu Zhu asked uncertainly, "Are you really going to give that pair away?"

Feng Yin gave him a charming look: "The life of this family is very precious."

He is the number one imperial merchant in Nanli, a big commercial country, and only the most precious things can set off his identity.

"I'm going to find Steward Zhou right now, servant girl."

Green Bamboo heard his implication.

"Ah."

Feng Yinmei replied in a low voice.

But when he saw the thirty big boxes in the yard, his feet almost slipped.

"Uncle Zhou." The corner of Feng Yinmei's mouth twitched slightly, "Are you emptying out the warehouse?"

He only allowed a pair of emerald heads to be added, nothing else.

"Green Bamboo has learned your words completely from this old slave." Zhou He said with a smile, "This old slave thinks what you said is very reasonable. The majestic Feng family's patriarch was rescued, so it must be more generous than others thanks."

"Look." He opened the first box, "The old slave has allocated another hundred taels of gold from the warehouse."

A whole box of gold, under the sunlight in the afternoon, almost hurt Feng Yinmei's fox eyes.

"Also, this is the first batch of brocade that Buzhuang has just woven, and it hasn't been released to the market yet."

Zhou He opened the second box, which was full of silky cloths of various colors.

After he finished speaking, he wanted to open the third box.

"Uncle Zhou!" Feng Yinmei stopped him and lowered her voice, "The gift is light and the affection is heavy. My Patriarch thinks that there is no need to give so much. You can reduce it a little more..."

"Come on, load these boxes into the car."

Zhou He knew that his stubborn little temper had committed another offense, so he simply called someone to load the car.

"..."

Feng Yinmei watched in pain as the three-meter-long boxes were loaded onto the carriage.

"Patriarch, go slowly."

After all the thirty boxes were moved, Zhou He held back his smile, and slightly saluted Feng Yinmei who got into the carriage.

(End of this chapter)