Chapter 655 The wooden figure looks exactly like her
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 led Feng Jiu in, and the servants placed a wooden man in the place next to the old man.
It turned out to be 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 the 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 Jiuer. He actually looked nothing like the wooden man. He really didn't understand what the resemblance made him think.
This face is very different!
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.
What's more, Feng Jiu is a man, how can he look like a woman? If he said it, I'm afraid Mr. Feng Jiu would be angry.
The old manor owner 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 giving Feng Jiu a taste of his favorite camellia cake as if he were offering a treasure.
Feng 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.
In the past, Long Er never said 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 some of the other snacks, but he just refused to eat the camellia cake.
Those who didn't know better might have thought that the camellia cake was drugged, but Feng Jiu knew that the old owner was reluctant to eat it.
"The master asked 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 old man's camellia cake was for the wooden man just now. She could almost guess the general situation now. It was the old man's daughter. The woman named Long'er was not here. The old man went crazy remembering women.
He is now 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.
However, the facial features of the wooden man just now really looked too much like me.
"Sir, I'm really sorry. Please give me a favor." At this point, Long Yan has no choice.
Fortunately, Mr. didn't look unhappy at all. He, Long Yan, remembered Mr.'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.
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 pastry, there should be a few more steps to remove the bitter taste of the camellia itself, and then knead it with flour.
The cakes taste sweet but not greasy, and most importantly, 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 a peaceful 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 so... it's such an insult to your name."
"Butler Long, actually 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.
The main reason is that I went out for a whole morning, which was indeed a long time, and it was 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 just 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 say, 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 for him to spend some money to find peace of mind. Anyway, their villa is not short of money.
Long 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!"
