The Huo family is very big, so the yard is certainly not small.
A row of hibiscus hedges surrounding the cloister suddenly creates a picture of near water and distant mountains.
In front of you is a living water lotus pond with stacked rockeries and a waterfall pouring from the rockery into the pond. The koi carps in the pond were so surprised that they were swimming happily. On the south bank of the pond, there is a stone platform extending out from the rockery, just like a natural stone bridge in the air.
The rockery is connected to the Changlan Pavilion. There is a grape trellis behind the pavilion. There are several clusters of calamus and iris beside the pavilion. The water flows around the Changlan Pavilion to the southeast, forming a water tail, so the pavilion looks particularly ethereal and lively. Such an elegant scene is very suitable for playing a song.
Guqin, or inviting the moon over wine.
But now the smell of roast mutton coming from the pavilion made Bai Zeqing swallow his saliva.
The exquisite Mr. Huo was sitting in the Changlan Pavilion with a leisurely expression. The maid he had seen in Tingquan Temple that day was giving him tea. Another maid was cutting the roasted mutton into small pieces and holding it with both hands while it was hot.
In front of me.
Outside the pavilion, a few young men were setting up a grill and turning a whole roasted lamb by the lotus pond. This scene completely ruined the beautiful scenery in front of them.
"It's true, Zhumen's wine and meat stink..." Bai Zeqing glanced at the two children in ragged clothes beside him, swallowed again, and couldn't help muttering.
Mrs. Huo Sanniang looked a little happy, she quickened her pace a little, walked to the pavilion, saluted and called: "Second brother."
When all the stewards, ladies, maids, and servants saw Madam Huo Sanni, they all bowed their knees and saluted, and then went about their business, but no one said a word.
Mr. Huo put the mutton dipped in dry ingredients into his mouth. Fang glanced at his sister and asked the people around him: "Is the wine warm? Pour it for her." He glanced at the people behind him and paused for a moment at Bai Zeqing.
, the remaining two people just glanced at her, then frowned and looked at their sister.
"What kind of mess are you bringing home?" After saying this, he coughed a few times into his handkerchief, took a few sips of the hot tea handed to him by the maid.
Mrs. Huo Sanniang knew that her brother had a little bit of mysophobia and was very particular about it, so she said to the steward: "Take these two guests to tidy up."
Zhou Qian nodded towards Bai Zeqing, and very sensibly took the little girl, who was drooling down to her chin, to follow her business.
Madam Huo Sanniang then pulled Bai Zeqing to walk slowly up the steps. She smiled and said to Mr. Huo, "Second brother, this is the third sister of our sister-in-law's family." She covered her mouth with a smile and added: "
It’s the one who climbs trees and breaks honeycombs in Sophora Tree Garden.”
Bai Zeqing rolled his eyes. Sometimes having a good memory is not necessarily a good thing.
"From the Bai family?" Mr. Huo raised his eyebrows, smiled playfully, coughed twice, and said calmly: "Come here."
The moment she stepped onto the pavilion, Bai Zeqing realized that she had underestimated her knowledge of the pavilion - where is this pavilion? This is bigger than the living room of her uncle's house. There are two large stone tables, four small tables, and more than a dozen maids.
Making tea, cooking wine, and cutting mutton, there was no crowding or clutter at all.
She walked to Mr. Huo's table and looked at the decorations on it, including gold bowls, silver plates, glazed fine porcelain, all extremely extravagant. Suddenly, she felt that it was really strange that her eldest sister and her eldest brother-in-law would send dozens of boxes of gifts to home every New Year.
It's not considered luxurious.
Mr. Huo looked at Bai Zeqing's expression of emotion, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "Did you throw that rag?"
Bai Zeqing was stunned. Can this be discussed here? But he nodded honestly: "Yes."
The maids had already helped Huo Sanniang sit down at the table. The maids brought warm water and wet handkerchiefs to her to clean her hands, and then handed her warm wine and freshly cut mutton.
Mrs. Huo Sanniang ordered the wine cup, first she asked the maid in a low voice to change the bowl, then she stretched out her slender hand and directly picked up a piece of mutton and put it into her mouth, and then said in a low voice: "Don't slice it, get it in big pieces."
Hearing the conversation between the two, she said "Huh" and said softly: "Have you two met before?"
"That's not true." Seeing that Mr. Huo covered his mouth again and coughed softly, the maidservant responded with a sweet smile: "This young lady is throwing stones at our Mr. Huo in Tingquan Temple."
Bai Zeqing had a black line on his face, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he made no excuse.
"Oh, you have courage." Huo Sanniang's eyes were bright.
Mr. Huo rolled his eyes at his sister, coughed slightly, and pointed to the chair opposite him.
Mrs. Huo Sanniang then chuckled softly and said: "Why are you standing there? Sit down and eat." She asked the maid to pass her plate of chopped mutton and asked her again: "Wine or tea?"
"Wine." Bai Zeqing replied immediately. What kind of tea should she drink after eating mutton? She is not a sick person. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Mr. Huo who was pale with a hint of flushing due to coughing.
Mr. Huo stopped coughing, drank a few more sips of tea, and asked, "Is the Gulouzi baked?"
The boy has finished answering quickly and will come up now.
Mrs. Huo Sanniang said with a crooked look on her face: "Oh, I know that my second brother loves me the most. He even roasted Gulouzi."
"It's just a test of the dishes." Mr. Huo shook his head, looked at Bai Zeqing and said, "I thought you were coming that day. It seems that it's not an important matter after being delayed for so long." He also stopped eating mutton.
He picked up the heater and leaned back on the chair, "What did you see?"
Bai Zeqing was stunned while holding the wine bowl. Are all businessmen so direct? He looked at the dozens of people around him and didn't know whether to answer or not.
"Why, I can't listen?" Mrs. Huo Sanniang took a large piece of mutton with her bare hands, dipped it on a dry plate, and said with a smile: "Oh~ I understand, is there a case of the prefect committing suicide? The day my second brother went to Tingquan Temple, no
Is this what it’s about?”
Bai Zeqing is helpless, you know everything, what else can't you listen to?
Fortunately, at this time, the waiter came up with an ancient building two feet square and placed it on the table.
This cake is baked to a crispy and golden color, and the aroma is fragrant, making you want to eat it.
Bai Zeqing put down the wine bowl and couldn't wait to break off a piece to taste. The aroma of the mutton was mixed in the crispy crust of the cake. The delicious taste in the mouth was so delicious that it made people want to ascend to heaven. It was unlike the delicious food in the world.
Seeing Bai Zeqing's satisfied look, Mrs. Huo Sanniang broke off a piece and took a bite. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay."
Mr. Huo said: "Chef Yu from Zuixian Tower made it. He said he learned the craftsmanship from Xijiang. If it is good, please go to Panyue Tower."
Mrs. Huo Sanniang broke off another piece and nodded while eating: "Well, let's talk about it later. If this craft is put into operation for a while, there will be a lot of admiring customers."
Bai Zeqing chewed on the ancient building and listened to their words. He was a little surprised, but felt that it was natural. He sighed in his heart: He is indeed the largest businessman in Yuanzhou.
While they were talking, the steward led the cleaned Zhou Qian and the little girl over. Zhou Qian was naturally handsome and fair, but now he changed into the boy's Tsing Yi, which made him look like a bookish person.
The little girl who was being led by the maid was now wearing a slightly larger pink coat and a white velvet cloak. She looked pink and polished, completely different from her dirty look before. She hid in panic.
Behind the maid, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Zhou Qian, and hurriedly ran over to hold him, calling him nonchalantly: "Brother."
Mrs. Huo Sanniang was stunned when she saw the little girl's appearance, and murmured: "Oh, I didn't see it just now, but this is a very good seedling."
