Well, it seems that the routine of giving away girls is interconnected regardless of ancient and modern times, and it has not changed any changes over time.

After rejecting Cui Chengxiu's "good intention", Yang Feng specially dealt with the delicious food on the table for the next period of time. For example, the plate of steak in front of him was very good.

As an expert who often eats beef, Yang Feng recognized it at a glance. The plate of beef in front of him was taken from the tenderest beef in the area of ​​the beef back. With the careful preparation of the chef, this steak looks golden on the outside, burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, with a rich meat flavor, a fresh and tender taste, and is very delicious!

In this era, eating beef was not an easy task. Because since the Han Dynasty, cattle have become the most important assistant in agricultural production and life, and protecting plowing cattle has become the basic national policy of dynasties. Even if ordinary people want to slaughter a cattle with broken legs or sickness, they must report to the government and only after approval can they be slaughtered.

So even ordinary little landlords or officials may not be able to eat beef several times a year. However, this is only for ordinary people. Being an official at the level of Cui Chengxiu is different. As a privileged class, it is not a big deal to behead the bull.

Because Yang Feng was eating so happily that Cui Chengxiu was stunned.

As the left censor, young tutor and minister of the Ministry of War, he usually comes into contact with high-ranking officials and nobles, and at worst he is also a scholar with a lot of knowledge. Those who eat food are not as good as practicing, and they just stop eating anything they eat. Who would eat a large plate of steak without any image like the one in front of him.

However, Cui Chengxiu looked at Yang Feng who was feasting with interest. It was not until Yang Feng ate the last piece of tender and juicy beef that he asked with a smile: "Mr. Marquis, I wonder if these dishes are your appetite?"

"Very good!" Yang Feng picked up a silk napkin with satisfaction, wiped his mouth and gave Cui Chengxiu a thumbs up.

"It's good that the Marquis can be satisfied!"

Choi Chengxiu also smiled, turned her head and winked at the maid next to her. Soon several maids walked in.

One of them took away the dishes on Yang Feng's table lightly and quickly, while the other came over with a basin of warm water and a tray. They walked to Yang Feng and put the basin down and knelt halfway in front of him. A maid raised the tray high above her head and said softly: "Please wash up with a distinguished guest."

Yang Feng glanced at Cui Chengxiu, who was doing the same thing, then took the cup on the tray and started to rinse his mouth. After he put down the cup, another maid had already taken a white wet towel and walked to him to clean his face and wash his hands. Her movements were very light and made people feel particularly comfortable. It was obviously practiced specially.

After cleaning the face and washing hands, Cui Chengxiu clapped her hands until a maid gave her a gift of Xiangming. The singer, dancer and maid in the hall bowed to the two of them and left the hall one after another. Finally, the maid who went out thoughtfully closed the door gently. At this time, only Yang Feng and Cui Chengxiu were left in the hall.

With the sound of closing the door gently coming, Yang Feng also knew that the main topic tonight was coming, and it was so easy for Cui Chengxiu to treat herself to dinner tonight.

I picked up the teacup and savored the fragrant tea. First, a faint bitter smell circulated on the tongue coating, but it soon turned into a long and distant fragrance.

After years of influence, Yang Feng is no longer the same as before who knows nothing about tea. He can't help but praise: "Good tea... is actually the best Mingqian Longjing."

Cui Chengxiu laughed: "These teas are good things collected by the officials. They are reluctant to drink them on weekdays. Today, when a distinguished guest comes, he specially brought them out for you to taste them."

Yang Feng raised his eyebrows: "Oh...that Marquis is so lucky."

After drinking two more sips of tea, Cui Chengxiu put down the teacup and smiled and said, "The matter discussed by the Marquis and the lower officials the day before yesterday has been discussed with Eunuch Wei. Eunuch Wei also praised the Marquis' proposal, believing that what the Marquis did was a move that benefited the country and the people, and the Ministry of War should strongly support it, so yesterday the Xiaguan had sent out the official documents for the dispatch of troops. If it was expected, the official documents should be sent to the commander Sun in three days."

"Thank you, Lord Cui." Yang Feng smiled and bowed to Cui Chengxiu to thank him, "I have to worry about you, Lord Cui, I really don't know what to say."

Cui Chengxiu smiled slightly: "It should be for the court."

But although Cui Chengxiu said so, Yang Feng knew that he owed the other party a favor. Some people might say that this is for the court and the emperor, so why did Yang Feng owe a favor?

But things in the world have never been viewed like this. Take that official letter as an example. Although Cui Chengxiu promised to send a official document to Liaodong to send troops, how to write this official document, what wording to use and when to send it, the knowledge here is so great. If you encounter someone who intends to make things difficult for you, it is not uncommon to delay the official document for two or three months or even half a year. It is a great favor for Cui Chengxiu to send someone to send the official document the next day.

As the saying goes, money is easy to repay, but favors are hard to repay. Yang Feng doesn’t want to owe this favor too long, so he pondered for a while and said, “Mr. Cui, next month, the Royal Trading Company of the Ming Dynasty will have a batch of rare goods shipped from overseas from Fujian to the capital. At that time, I will ask someone to pick up a batch to deliver to your mansion. Please be sure to accept it.”

Cui Chengxiu's head shook like a rattle: "Mr. Marquis must not do this. The left and right are just a document. We are all doing things for the court. If Marquis is so polite, how do you let the officials do it themselves? There is no need to mention this matter."

Yang Feng was slightly stunned when he heard this. This guy who was said to have always regarded Brother Kong Fang as bigger than the sky did not accept gifts. If this was spread, he might be shocked to his chin.

However, although he still smiled on his face, he became more and more alert in his heart. Choi Chengxiu refused to accept gifts, which proved that what the other party wanted was not simple.

The two sat for a while and talked to Cui Chengxiu for a while. Yang Feng found that although this guy had a bad reputation, he was really good at it. He knew all the interesting stories in the court and even the personalities and abilities of the officials. After telling the story, even Yang Feng listened with relish, which made him amazed.

In Yang Feng's opinion, it was a pity for the emperor to let this guy be the Minister of War, and he should be the Minister of Personnel.
Chapter completed!