The hall where the old owner lives is equally quiet.
Camellia cake seems to be a snack that the old owner must eat every day. It has always been available in Shancha Garden and must be made every day.
The old manor owner led Feng Jiu in, and the servants placed a wooden man in the place next to the old manor owner.
It was a man carved out of wood, and this man's face... Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, staring at the wooden man, feeling a very strange feeling deep in his heart.
Because he is a wooden man, his facial features are not very clear, but...but why does he look so much like me?
He looks like himself without disguise, like Feng Jiuer before! How could this happen? "
What is this? Take it away, take it away quickly, don’t block me, Long’er!” When the old village owner saw the wooden man sitting where Long’er should sit, he immediately became angry: “Quick!”
"But Master, you have to let the young lady eat camellia cake every day..." Before the servant could finish his words, he was frightened into silence by Long Yan's cold look.
"Take it away." Long Yan glanced at Feng Jiu'er. He actually looked nothing like the wooden man. He really didn't understand what the master thought he looked like. This
There is a big difference between the two faces! No
However, upon closer inspection, it seems that Feng Jiu's figure and the original lady... Well, so many years have passed, and Long Yan himself can't remember clearly. More
What's more, Feng Jiu is a man, how can he look like a woman? If I say it, I'm afraid Mr. Feng Jiu will be angry.
The owner of the village asked Feng Jiu to sit on the chair next to him. He suddenly lost all interest in the wooden man he faced day and night.
"Long'er, come and try your favorite camellia cake. Look, it's made of pure white camellia. Is it as white as snow?"
Long'er, try it quickly, quickly!"
The old farm owner was so anxious that he insisted on Feng Jiu trying his favorite camellia cake as if he were offering a treasure. Feng Jiu
Jiu picked up the chopsticks and tasted it. A piece of camellia cake entered her stomach, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "It's delicious!"
"Then eat more, eat more!" Just a simple sentence of delicious food made the old owner almost blush.
The former Long'er didn't say a word. He ate so many camellia cakes for her every day, but she never responded to him at all.
However, now Long'er can finally speak, and even says that the camellia cake is delicious!
The old owner kept giving her slices, but he didn't eat any of them himself. He would eat more or less other snacks, but he just refused to eat the camellia cake.
For those who don’t know, they might have thought that the camellia cake was drugged, but Feng Jiu knows that the old owner is reluctant to eat it. "
The master asks me to make a camellia cake every day, all for... for the person just now..." "
I understand." Feng Jiu interrupted Long Yan's unspeakable words.
The village owner's camellia cake was for the wooden man just now. Now she could almost vaguely guess the general situation. It was the old village owner's daughter. The woman named Long'er was not here. The old village owner went crazy remembering girls.
Now that he is like this, even his nerves are out of control.
She didn't know what happened to them in the past. It was someone else's secret and she didn't intend to get into it.
It's just that the facial features of that wooden man just now are too much like mine."
Sir, I'm so sorry, please give me a warm welcome." Now, Long Yan has no choice. Okay.
Mr. Zai didn't look unhappy at all. He, Long Yan, remembered Mr. Zai's kindness.
"Why Haihan? Didn't I also eat delicious camellia cake?"
Very few people use camellia petals to make cakes. They usually make sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and jujube cakes. It was indeed my first time to eat camellia cakes. But
Unexpectedly, Fengjiu fell in love with the taste the first time she tasted it.
The scent of camellia is not strong, it is very light. In addition, before adding the cake, there should be a few more steps to remove the bitter taste of the camellia itself, and then knead it with flour to make the cake.
It tastes sweet but not greasy, and the most important thing is that after eating, there is a faint scent of camellia left in your mouth, as if you are surrounded by camellia bushes.
Long Yan was still a little uneasy: "I'm just... afraid of wasting my husband's time."
"If you feel uneasy, just think that I am consulting your old farm owner now." Feng Jiu said with a smile.
"Consult... the old village owner?" However, the old village owner's illness is a heart disease, and all the doctors have said that it cannot be cured.
Even the owner of the village has given up. As long as the old owner can live in peace for the rest of his life, the owner will be satisfied.
"Just think of it as a consultation. Just pay me 20 taels of consultation fee."
"Twenty taels? No, no! How could you, sir, only charge twenty taels for consultation? This is too... it's too insulting to your name."
"Butler Long, in fact, the fee for my consultation is not high. I am mainly in the medicine business, and the treatment and consultation are just incidental."
Twenty taels a morning is indeed too small for rich people, but for ordinary people, it is already a lot and very expensive. Mainly
If we go out for a whole morning, it will indeed take a long time, and it is not suitable for collecting too little. "
Sir, this... this is really not good. Let's do this. I will give you one thousand taels of silver and use it as..." "
Butler Long, if you are so generous, the villa will collapse sooner or later." Feng Jiu was not making sarcastic remarks, but she really felt that they were too generous.
Which doctor charges a thousand taels of silver for a consultation? This is not because the lion is talking loudly, but because his head is twitching.
"Sir, don't worry about this. Our villa is short of everything, but the most indispensable thing is money."
..." Feng Jiu felt that she was humiliated by her own IQ. What is the number one village in the world? If you are not extremely wealthy, even if you are powerful, you cannot bear this title.
People really don't lack money, but she thinks about saving money for them.
"Sir, don't mind. I'm a rough guy. I really can't speak. I don't mean anything else. It's just that our villa is indeed...not short of money. What's more, spending it on the master is worth it, so...
So sir, you really don't mind, I..."
He didn't even know how to explain it. He really didn't mean anything else, let alone bragging in front of others.
As he said, he is a rough man. He only has words to talk about, not empty talk."
Well, since you are so rich, then give me one hundred taels of silver as the half-day consultation fee."
Although she didn't actually do anything, time was indeed spent.
Instead of making Long Yan feel guilty and sorry all the time, it would be better to let him spend some money to find peace of mind. Anyway, their villa is not short of money. Long Yan
Yan thought for a while and finally nodded.
The old owner kept urging from the side: "Long'er, eat quickly. After you finish eating, I will take you to see your bedroom. After all these years, your bedroom is still as clean as before. You will definitely like it!"
