Chapter 64

Wen Baozhen then glanced at Wang.

Wang's face is not good-looking. What did he just want to say.

Old man Wen was worried about Wang's firecracker like temper. He burst at one point, and the good atmosphere was bad again. He immediately said, "well, eat, eat, the dishes are not delicious when they are cold!"

Mr. Wen sandwiched a small abalone for Wang: "Guizhi, try this abalone."

The big room family's face changed. There were only eight abalone in all.

Zhu's anger starts from his heart. Does Wang deserve abalone? It's expensive. It was given to sister Wan by the county magistrate. It's said that it was eaten by dignitaries. You can't buy Silver outside!

The old man really only had this little bitch in his heart. He thought of her all the good things!

Wang looked at the small abalone in the bowl, the size of a quail egg. He said uncertainly, "this is abalone? Why is it so small? It's different from my family."

All the people at the big table calmed down and looked at her with strange eyes.

Wang doesn't know why.

"Ah?" With a gentle surprise, she turned her head slightly: "sister Ni, didn't you say that this abalone is not ordinary and people can eat it?"

His tone was puzzled, and his good-looking face was puzzled.

Guo Qianni raised her hand and pulled the hair behind her ears. She said with a smile: "have you ever seen shops in the town, county and Fucheng sell? These abalone ginseng belly things can't be bought by ordinary people. HMM... or the abalone from Wang Fu's family was sent by a noble person?"

My aunt directly "hissed" and laughed. What noble person can she know from her broken settlement?

My aunt looked at Wang lightly: "Wang, who sent you the abalone? The county magistrate? The magistrate? Or the royal nobles?"

His tone was contemptuous and his expression sarcastic.

Wang blushed and opened his mouth: "No." She doesn't know who seventeen is.

A table of people, the eyes are even more strange: ridicule, contempt, contempt, banter... Everything.

Wang Shi is a little embarrassed. Isn't the abalone so expensive and not eaten by the common people?

Isn't warm sister okay?

Old man Wen looked helpless. Guizhi still loved his face and refused to admit defeat. He hurriedly said, "eat, eat, the dishes are going to be cold!"

Zhu smiled: "yes... Yes, eat! Elder sister, although this abalone is not as big as yours, you can also taste it. Next time, you can tell what it tastes and tastes, right?"

Wen Baozhen also said in a strange way: "yes, lying also needs to be drafted, right? Otherwise..."

"Bang!" A loud noise suddenly came from the corner, interrupting Wen Baozhen's words.

She jumped, patted her chest and looked back.

Everyone was startled and turned to look at it.

The leg of a stool in the corner was broken, a basket on the stool fell to the ground, and things were scattered all over the floor.

Warm bend down and put the dropped shark fin, bird's nest, deer antler back into the basket box by box.

Finally, she picked up a few big abalone on the ground and put them back in the gift box.

The gift box is very big, but it can only hold four abalone!

The people at a large table were silent, dead silent, and looked at the four abalone tightly.

Warm put things away, clapped his hands, and then he startled everyone!

With a sorry look on his face, he said, "sorry, this stool is too weak to bear even putting such a little thing."

Warm: "maybe things are too expensive for the stools here to bear?"

Wen Chun looked helplessly at the warmth: "sister Xin, it should be too heavy. I used the wrong word!"

A warm face suddenly realized: "yes, yes, yes, no matter how valuable things are, they can't press the stool feet. It's heavy. There's no way. There's too much. The abalone is big and too heavy! Even the good solid wood stool is broken! It shouldn't be moth eaten in the chair!"

Gentle ran over, picked up the broken leg of the stool and looked carefully: "I looked! No, it's just that the things are too heavy and broke the stool!"

Warm: "Dad, this basket is a little heavy. My sister-in-law probably can't carry it. Take her home later!"

Wen Jiarui nodded solemnly, "OK."

A room is dead!

Wang looked at his grandchildren with impatience. She felt a burst of relief. She greeted a table of people as if nothing had happened: "it's okay, it's okay, eat, eat!"

My aunt opened her mouth and couldn't say anything at last. She blushed and bowed her head to pick up rice.

A large table of people lowered their heads and ate.

Gently squeezed the chopsticks, turned white on the knuckles, bowed his head and silently picked a few grains of rice and stuffed them into his mouth. He couldn't taste it.

Zhu's face instantly turned into a watered pig's liver, red and swollen!

Those abalones bigger than the mouth of the bowl fell on her chest like a huge stone, which made her uncomfortable and rolled her blood.

This meal, the people at that table were silent, unspeakable, mixed, like a lump in the throat!

Only the warm family ate with relish.

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Song GuiQiang hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls and went back. Her aunt and aunt were not in the mood to stay, so she hurriedly followed her children and grandchildren.

On the carriage, song Baoqiang looked at Wen Jiazhen. Although he was in his fifties, he could vaguely see his young style. There was no expression on his face. He just said, "where does the Wang family live now?"

"Seems to have moved to the end of the village."

"Go and have a look."

So the carriage went out of town to Wenjia village, and then stopped outside a yard surrounded by a bamboo fence at the end of the village.

Song GuiQiang looked at several bamboo houses through the curtain of the carriage and frowned: "do you know why they can have tribute Jipin abalone?"

Only the palace can have such a big abalone!

My aunt shook her head, and suddenly she thought of something: "I heard from my sister-in-law that her family sold the recipe for frying snails to the boss of Ruyi restaurant, probably sent by the boss of Ruyi restaurant?"

Ruyi restaurant owner? Tang Bingquan's eldest brother is engaged in sea business, and he is an imperial merchant. It's no surprise to have jipinbao.

"Just selling a recipe won't give so many abalone and ginseng wings belly."

That's a tribute.

"Maybe those things don't belong to his family at all. Maybe old four became Tang Bingquan's errand runner and helped deliver goods!"

Only this explanation can make sense!

"Let's go!" Song GuiQiang took another look at the bamboo house and no longer dared to put down the curtain.

An errand runner can't lift any waves.

Wen Jiazhen thought of this and breathed a sigh of relief. She said, how can Wang's broken settlement turn over!

"Brother Liang will take the exam in Lushan study. Sister Wan will also go to Fucheng to buy a piano. I invite them to stay in Fucheng primary and secondary school for a few days?"

After hearing this, song Baoqiang looked solemn: "clean up the Huansha yard and the listening wind yard and let them live! It's quiet there. No one bothers them to study and practice the piano. Let the servants serve attentively and pay attention to the convenience of eating."

Wen Baozhen was delighted.

Those two courtyards are second only to the main courtyard. They used to be only used by song Baoqiang's first wife's family.

It seems that it is right for her to have a good relationship with Zhu and her big nephew!