ALL NOVEL Chapter 49 The uncle is here
Yuan Chuyi was introducing dried meat and yuba to two customers. These two customers were merchants who had just returned from the border market. They were tired from the journey and came to her tea shed to rest and have something to eat. Seeing the stir-fried bean curd and dried meat served by the young man, they learned that both were sold in their store. They seemed to have seen a business opportunity and asked the young man to find Yuan Chuyi to inquire about the purchase.
The dried meat processed in the first roasting house of the Yuan Dynasty comes in four flavors: original, spicy, sweet and extra spicy, each of which is packed into bags of two or three with oil paper. Nowadays, pork is cheap, and the wholesale price of each bag is only It's forty-five cents, and there are several batches of ten bags. The price can be cheaper if the quantity is large. The retail price in the store is the same as other jerky prices on the market, sixty-five cents per bag.
Such a price is a bit expensive for ordinary people, and many people are reluctant to spend dozens of pennies to buy a bag to try it, but for travelers on the road, this dried meat is an excellent dry food. Many passing traders know that dried meat is sold here at the tea shed, and they will buy some to take with them.
Yuba is a new food for merchants. It has never been seen on the market except in Yizhou City. The merchants think it is delicious and rare. The Yuba produced in the first mill of Yuanchu is simply not enough to sell. Fortunately, the yuba workshop has been completed, and the female workers hired previously are cleaning it up, and it will be put into production in two days.
"First grade of junior high school!" came a familiar yet unfamiliar voice.
Yuan Chuyi, who was placing orders for the two merchants, couldn't help but look at the sound and saw a middle-aged man in Confucian clothes, followed by the head of the Yuan family and others who came to her home last time. On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, he searched his memory and remembered that this man in Confucian uniform was the uncle of the original owner, Yuan Hongjie.
"Lord Yuan!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Yuan Chuyi's lips, "Sir Yuan, such a distinguished guest, comes to my roadside shop. It really makes my shop full of brilliance! I wonder if Lord Yuan wants to eat some What?"
Yuan Hongjie was so shocked that Yuan Chu was stunned by what he said. When this girl saw him before, she would always stand aside with lowered eyebrows and respectful eyes. She was timid and timid, not daring to say a word. Unexpectedly, before he said anything, she was already talking with a sneer on her face.
"Bring me a pot of tea!" Yuan Hongjie sat down at the table closest to Yuan Chuyi.
On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, he pointed to the water sign behind the counter and introduced, "The price of soaking Longjing or Biluochun with mountain spring water is 1,500 yuan per pot, ordinary mountain tea ranges from 50 yuan to 1,000 yuan, and thirst-quenching Luo Han Guo tea costs 1,000 yuan." A pot and a bowl of boiled water cost a penny, which kind do you want, Mr. Yuan?"
Yuan Hongjie was angry, but when he thought of his father and his wife's instructions, he raised his hands and held back, and said stiffly: "Bring me a pot of Biluochun!"
On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, she asked the waiter to make a pot of Biluochun and bring it to her. She continued to discuss business with the customers and ignored Yuan Hongjie.
Seeing that Yuan Hongjie was so slighted and neglected by Yuan Chuyi, Yuan Wenyuan became angry and said, "Yuan Chuyi, you were also the daughter of my Yuan family. Where did you learn all the etiquette? Your uncle came all the way from the capital to find me. You, are you just entertaining him like this?"
Yuan Chuyi smiled at the three of them and said with a smile: "Dear guests, I'm sorry, I still have guests here. You guys sit down first. If you need anything, ask the waiter to help you!"
Yuan Hongjie had no choice but to patiently let Yuan Wenjing and Yuan Zhongming sit down, drink the tea brought by the waiter, and wait slowly. It wasn't until more than a quarter of an hour later that Yuan Chuyi saw off the guests, and he asked Yuan Chuyi to come over and sit down, saying that he had something to tell her.
Yuan Chuyi knew that they must have come for some purpose. No matter what it was, she would face it, so she walked out of the counter and sat down at the table next to the table where Yuan Hongjie was sitting. "Master Yuan, if you have anything to say, please Just tell me!" She is not the original owner, and she does not want to have anything to do with the Yuan family.
Yuan Hongjie looked at her belly and thought, could this child really be 90% Prince An's as the lady said? If it is really Prince An's, and he is still a boy, then it will be just around the corner for the Yuan family to restore their former glory. By then, I, a member of the imperial family, can at least get an official position and become a powerful official in the capital. .
The more Yuan Hongjie thought about it, the more excited he became, but now he didn't dare to show it too much in front of Yuan Chuyi. He took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and said gently: "Uh... Chuyi, your grandfather knows about you. It’s not easy to live outside with Fifteen and Sixteen, so I specially asked you to come and take you back to the capital, and restore all three of you siblings to their status as members of the Yuan clan!”
On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, he couldn't help laughing, "I wonder what the conditions are? Do you want my mill? Or my teahouse and inn? Or do you want my hundreds of acres of land? My hundreds of acres of land have been cultivated, and the soil is fertile, but Excellent place! Do you want any one? Or do you want them all?"
When the three men of the Yuan family heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other awkwardly, their faces full of shame. After a while, Yuan Hongjie smiled awkwardly and said: "Logically speaking, these are your properties. It is best if you can leave them to the clan to help you take care of them. In this way, you can return to the clan life." Can your life be better?"
"What if I say no?" Yuan Chuyi asked with a faint smile.
Seeing Yuan Chuyi's attitude, Yuan Wenyuan knew that she was not happy, and immediately darkened his face, "You girl, you are a member of the Yuan family, and you are a woman. Your property will be taken care of by the clan. The three of you siblings will have a worry-free life in the future. When Shiliu grows up, these will not all be his!"
Yuanchu smiled and said, "You are overthinking! I am living a very good and free life now. Why should I go back to that shabby yard with you where I can only see one side of the world every day and be like a frog in the well? I have been neglected by your family over the years. Aren’t you tortured enough?”
"..." Yuan Hongjie was speechless. Since his second brother and sister-in-law passed away one after another, his wife has really treated the second child poorly. She beat and scolded them every time she saw them, especially on the first and fifteenth day of the Yuan Dynasty. She treated the two sisters like servants. Not as good as.
"If you don't want to go back to the capital, you can go back to Yuanjiawan! You can live wherever you want. The houses in the clan are much better than your few shabby thatched huts!" Yuan Hongjie said angrily.
"I live very comfortably in the broken house, so I don't have to worry about it, Lord Yuan!" Yuan Chuyi said calmly with a smile, "I'm feeling a little unwell, so I won't give it away!" She stood up and made a gesture of invitation, stroking her hand with one hand. The two children were very noisy.
When Yuan Hongjie saw Yuan Chuyi being so cold and ruthless, he immediately became angry! He came all the way back to this remote village from the capital just for her, and even lowered his profile to come to her shabby shop. She was so disrespectful, it was simply shameless!
He grabbed the tea cup on the table and was about to throw it away, but the remaining trace of reason told him to calm down, calm down! What she is carrying in her belly is the most precious child for one person and more than ten thousand people! He recited this silently several times and finally forced himself to calm down. He lowered his face and asked in a deep voice:
"On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, at the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet, did you take anything you shouldn't have?"