"Uncle Fu, what is Cui Xiaolangjun coming?" Fei Qian had not recovered from his trance for a while, and then he reacted and slapped his head, "Oh, I almost forgot, wait for me to greet him."
Fei Qian stood up and prepared to go out to welcome Cui Xiaolangjun. Uncle Fu hurriedly stepped forward with a smile to help Fei Qian tidy up some wrinkled clothes.
Although Uncle Fu is quite old, his hands and feet are still neat. He sometimes straightens the lines of his clothes in front of Fei Qian, and then turns to the back and flattens the wrinkles on his back. From time to time, he even looks up at Fei Qian, and the wrinkles on his face reveal kindness and happiness.
Fei Qian looked at Uncle Fu and smiled, and couldn't help but smile, "Uncle Fu, why are you laughing at? Is there something wrong with me?"
"No, Young Master is dressed well. I just felt happy when I saw Young Master..." Uncle Fu didn't stop, but just said and said, his voice became weaker, "... The old man has a spirit in heaven, so bless Young Master... safe and healthy... no illness or disaster..."
Fei Qian smiled and said, "Uncle Fu, am I all doing well now? Don't worry, I'm in good health now!" After that, he reached out to pat his chest.
"Yes, yes, young man." Uncle Fu straightened his clothes and suddenly thought of something, and smiled and stopped. "Young man, I shouldn't talk too much about this. However, although this Cui Shao man made friends, their Cui family... Well, Young man, it's better to be careful anyway..."
Fei Qian was a little puzzled: "Can Uncle Fu explain it more clearly?"
"I've also heard some news in the public these days... This matter has been a long story. If Young Master wants to know, I will tell you in detail after Young Master Cui leaves, but now you can't wait for a long time. Don't lose our family's etiquette... It's always good to be careful..."
"Well, okay, I understand." Although Fei Qian was not very clear, he still welcomed Cui Xiaolangjun first. It would be rude to let someone stand at the door for too long.
Cui Xiaolangjun, whose name is Hou, is Yongyuan, and his son of Cui Yi, looks almost the same as someone with the same name in later generations. Fei Qian once met him at a market and couldn't help but blurt out. It happened that Cui Hou's name was Yongyuan, and he met him immediately.
Cui Hou was the first "official descendant" that Fei Qian knew after the Han Dynasty. To be precise, he should be the descendant of officials who have retreated to countless lines.
Choi Hou is Cui Yi's eldest son, and Choi Yi is Cui Lie's younger brother.
Because the court has not set up the position of prime minister now, the largest civil officials are the third duke, Situ, Sikong, Sima, and the nine ministers, namely Taichang, Xingluxun, Weiwei, Taipu, Tingwei, Dahonglu, Zongzheng, Dasiongnong and Shaofu; the largest military officer is the general, similar to the prime minister, which is higher than the third duke, followed by the General of Cavalry, General of Cheqi and Cavalry, General of Guard, and General of Guard, and the next one is the General of Four Conquests and Four Towns, such as General of Four An and Siping, who go down, is already considered a miscellaneous general.
As far as Fei Qian knows, Cui Lie was a Situ during the reign of Emperor Ling of Han, and was considered a top tycoon. Later, because Cui Lie had a conflict with the eunuchs and the ten eunuchs, Cui Lie lost his official position and was destroyed by the ten eunuchs and his family. Cui Lie passed away soon after resentment and depression.
Cui Yi was also implicated and almost lost all his money. Fortunately, someone in the court took care of him secretly. After killing Cui Lie, the Ten Generals was relieved and he was not interested in exploring any further investigations. Only then did he survive. Now the Cui family has a farm outside Luoyang City and has also opened a quality shop in the city. Naturally, the scale is not as large as that of General He Jin, but it is also careless and it is no problem to live a life.
It is precisely because the Cui family is no longer a popular official, Cui Yi's son Cui Hou has no airs as an offspring, otherwise Fei Qian would not be able to recognize him.
Every time Fei Qian sees Cui Hou, he feels inexplicable joy. His small eyes and big pie face are exactly the same as someone in later generations!
Fei Qian came out and stood on the left, politely saying: "Brother Yongyuan, I'm late to welcome you. Please forgive me. Please come in and come in." Although I wanted to laugh when I saw his face, the etiquette should be done properly.
Cui Hou also smiled, and when she smiled, her eyes became smaller: "Haha, why are you polite? I haven't seen you look better and better in a few days--" He stepped forward as he spoke, and naturally held Fei Qian's hand.
Although Fei Qian knew that holding hands and holding arms was just a way to show kindness in the Han Dynasty, he was still a little embarrassed to be used to a big man doing such actions to him.
"Brother Yongyuan, please come inside--" Fei Qian tried to pull out his hand calmly, turned around and ordered Uncle Fu to give some dried fruit and tea, and to entertain guests in the hall--
Cui Hou seemed to not notice anything and still smiled: "Ah, brother, there is no need to be so polite between you and me. Just be casual, just be casual. By the way, I heard that the Heluofei family is also a family of poetry and books, and has a lot of books. I wish I could take the liberty. Why not go to my brother's study to talk about it?"
"study?"
Cui Hou nodded with a smile: "Brother Yu has nothing to do, but he only likes to read some fresh books. I wonder if my brother agrees to my unkind request? Ahh, of course, if it is inconvenient for me..."
"Where is, so, Brother Yongyuan, please." Although Fei Qian didn't understand why Cui Hou had such a request, since he had asked, he would go to the study room and go to the study room.
The two moved to the study and sat down opposite each other. Uncle Fu brought some dried fruit tea and stood by his hands.
Cui Hou looked around and exclaimed: "It is rumored that the Heluofei family's poetry and books were passed down from generation to generation. Today, it turns out that there are so many books. Tsk tsk-ah, by the way, a distinguished guest happened to be very happy to see the last item a few days ago, so he took it away. This distinguished guest is quite generous. Well, I'll wait for Brother Shen Shiyu to send someone to deliver it today."
"Oh, it's really annoying that Brother Yongyuan has to worry about it!"
"If there is nowhere, Brother Yu wants to thank me for my brother..." Cui Hou suddenly clapped his hands, "Ah, by the way, I almost forgot that Brother Yu's house has newly grown some fruits and fruits recently, so I brought some for my brother to taste - the old housekeeper, can I have a hard time? I have sent them to the back alley."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Fei Qian refused, so he had to thank him and asked Uncle Fu to go to the back alley to collect it.
Seeing that Uncle Fu was gone, there was no one around, Cui Hou approached and asked in a low voice: "Is this kind of treasure... Is there any other treasure? I will collect as much as I have when I said last time..."
The so-called treasure is actually a large glass bead with relief patterns. To be precise, it should be a glass bead, because Fei Qian could not purify it. The glass is hard and fragile, and it is quite difficult to carve. Later generations invented the method of dewaxing, so that the glass can appear in a richer pattern shape. The method of dewaxing of the glass was originally invented and used in the Tang Dynasty, because Fei Qian later generations also had a little personal hobby for glass, and he had collected a lot of collections, so he understood it a little.
At that time, Fei Qian had typhoid fever, and his family was basically emptied by the cost of medicine. Fortunately, Fei Qian still remembered the earthen method of Liuli. After trying it many times, after dewaxing, he picked a few molded ones and made three or two finished products after careful polishing. He met Cui Hou at the market. By chance, he happened to learn that there was a quality shop in the Cui family, so he asked Cui Hou to sell some money on his behalf to spend the difficult days in the early days.
This is also the only golden finger that Fei Qian has used. It is a bit helpless to say that the various levels of the Han Dynasty were clearly divided. Although scholars, farmers, industry and commerce did not have any household registration system like the Ming Dynasty in the later Ming Dynasty, Fei Qian was considered a "scholar" for scholars, and it was not convenient to sell things directly.
The more popular way of trading between "schools" is "sending". You give me a few singers and I give you a few BMWs. Everyone knows it is a transaction, but it is just a garment of elegant clothes.
If Fei Qian wanted to cash out the glass products he made, the fastest way at that time was quality control. However, he unexpectedly met Cui Hou at that time, otherwise he might have chosen another quality shop.
However, earth-made glass is very difficult. It is probably either cracked or hollow, and the yield rate is too low. Fei Qian made it several times in succession. In addition to the previous few times, there were a few decent ones. In recent times, the two batches of them were all scrap and they were all smashed and cannot be used.
Furthermore, Fei Qian also knew that rare things are expensive. If they were shipped in large quantities, it would not only disrupt the price, but also cause harm to the guilt of possessing a treasure. Therefore, he only took two or three finished products and made an excuse to Cui Hou to sell the items he passed down from his family. The other waste products were broken and buried deep.
It is better to be a prodigal son than to be missed by others.
Now it seems that Choi Hou has tasted a lot of sweetness in this transaction, so she comes to see if there is any possibility of continuing to trade.
Fei Qian thought about it and shook his head, "Brother Yongyuan is not afraid of you making jokes. I have to sell it, but I am already cut off. This is a thing passed down from my ancestors. When I come to me...ah..." This question is difficult to answer. If there is any follow-up, isn't it obvious that I have the goods on hand? It's not good. But I said that there is no money now, but what if I accidentally spend it, I can't block the road, right?
Fei Qian covered his face with his sleeves and looked sad. He was not ready to answer positively, so he was confused before talking.
Cui Hou coughed twice, and said in her heart that it was indeed as my father said, there must be another mystery. This guy pretended to be sad, not even a single tear, and this pretended to be too bad. I had to cry and it would be like the real thing-
However, Cui Hou also understood that Fei Qian was unwilling to answer, so he had to change the topic: "This, don't be sad, brother... Ah, what books have you been reading recently? I saw that there are not less than a thousand books here, can you bring me a feast for you?" While Fei Qian was still covering his face, he deliberately or unintentionally spread the bamboo slips that Fei Qian placed on the table a little, took a sneak peek, and vaguely saw a few words "... My Gongliang has no use..."
"Ah, it's just some ordinary books. Look, Brother Yongyuan, this is Qi Lun. Unfortunately, I only collected eleven volumes here, and there are still many missing..."
Cui Hou smiled and pretended to listen to Fei Qian introduces various collections of scriptures to him. While thinking about whether there were any sentences in the various books he had read. After thinking about it, he had no idea and couldn't help but curse, "What book is this guy reading?"