Chapter Twenty-Six: Character Determines Destiny
The money was sent very quickly, and it was very early, and I had seen someone blocking the door to ask for an account, but I had never seen someone blocking the door to send money. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The attendants of King Jia's Mansion sent three carts of calligraphy and paintings, but they couldn't walk at the mouth of the alley, no matter how they drank, King Jia's name was not very good.
The servants of the Yang Mansion were frightened, they didn't know what was going on outside, but they didn't flinch in the face of the big man escorting the silver car, the broom, the wooden stick, and even the spatula and kitchen knife were tightly held in their hands, and they swore solemnly to guard the safety of the head of the family.
Yang Huairen yawned and walked out of the backyard, scolding the crowd who gave money.
"Can't you bastards come back at dawn?"
The people who came to send the money were scolded, and the faces of the servants of the Yang family lit up, who in the world can be so domineering as our young master, and the people who came to send the money still fell.
"Queue up!"
Yang Huairen personally maintained order, and when he saw the cart delivering calligraphy and paintings behind him, he changed his smiling face, "The one who sends money stands aside, and the one who sends calligraphy and painting is advanced!" ”
The attendants of King Jia's Mansion feel that they have face, the money you send is smelly, and the calligraphy and paintings we send are fragrant.
With his head held high, he pulled away the tall man transporting the silver cart in front of him, and the attendants walked into the Yang Mansion with pride.
This money is to be used to buy Zhuangzi to build a food base, which is Yang Huairen's early plan, since he can't keep it, he will burn the bun while he can still burn it.
More than a dozen open boxes were piled up in the lobby, arranged in a circle, and Yang Huairen stood in the middle and instructed the servants to open all the doors, just waiting for the first ray of sunlight to shine in.
At this time, Yang Huairen squinted his eyes and enjoyed the moment, there was a great taste of dreams shining into reality, since I can't sleep until I wake up naturally, let me count the money and count the cramps!
It turned out that the silver cakes were too heavy, and Yang Huairen had only finished counting two large boxes, and his hands had not yet cramped, and his waist couldn't hold on.
Mother Yang was still very dignified when she walked out of the back hall, and when she saw this picture, she was not calm again, and she rushed into the silver circle and began to count with her son.
Although He Zhiyun knew that people would come to send money, but for her, yesterday was just a number, but today it was a real pile of silver piled up in a room, and she couldn't help but rush in and worship with her future mother-in-law and husband in front of a piece of silver light.
Lian'er commanded the maids to start sealing the door, and Brother Hei Niu didn't know where to get a knife, and led the servants to stand in front of the hall and lined up, as if the snitch robbers lined up outside the door were already eager to try.
The burned bun has passed, it has been cool, and it has been cramped, and it is time to do serious things.
The thirteen restaurants that signed the beef noodle chain operation agreement have sent their sons and nephews to learn in person, from the boiling of old soup to the production of dough, Yang Huairen has arranged for Yang Lotian to teach, and he must teach carefully.
Even if the little apprentice still didn't understand the master's purpose in doing this, he didn't disobey it. I couldn't help but want to ask, but when Master patted him on the shoulder with a confident smile, he understood.
He has only been apprenticed for more than a month, and he has seen so much from his master, from shredded belly to beef noodles, the cooking skills in Master's stomach are not only these.
It turned out that the cooks who came to Suiyuan undercover with a mission finally saw the light of day at this time, although they were still smiling in front of Yang Lotian, but panting was obviously relaxed and happy.
The people in the garden are very happy, whether they are here to eat noodles or to learn art, except for one person, of course.
Cao An's pockmarked face was sad, since the prince reprimanded Fan Erniang, he couldn't go back to Yanlou.
Now whether I saw the people in Suiyuan or the servants in Yang's mansion, I cried bitterly when I fell to the ground, and counted my own mistakes one by one, just hoping to stay and have something to eat.
Brother Hei Niu was reluctant to deal with him, and he was angry when he saw his pockmarked face. But Yang Huairen agreed with him to stay.
"Cao An, it is said that your cooking skills are good, there is no need to look at other people's faces and do some things to steal chickens and dogs, in the future, you will eat with your ability in Suiyuan, and naturally you will not be treated badly."
Cao Mazi was so moved that he shook his sleeves with snot and tears, and kowtowed dozens of times before he went to the kitchen in a daze.
Brother Heiniu's eyes widened, and he looked at Yang Huairen puzzled, "Just forgive him like that?" ”
Yang Huairen smiled bitterly. Forgive him? I can't talk about it, I never hated him in the first place, but I just didn't like people with his character.
But there are many people in the world, some people are upright, naturally some people are insidious and cunning, some people are free and easy, and naturally some people are calculating.
Good people can't be flawless, and bad people can't be useless. Character often determines our destiny in the dark.
Cao An used to be vain and wronged in the environment of Guiyanlou, and he could change it by crying? Anyway, Yang Huairen couldn't believe it.
But Yang Huairen always felt that he should be given a chance, maybe the new environment of Suiyuan could change him. Because after all, he has parents and a family, and many people are waiting for him to support him, and those people are not wrong, which cannot be ignored.
Cao An's dignity is already abstract and imaginative enough, and it is destined that he can't let him go out to eat with his face, so it is better to leave him to maintain social stability.
The Zhuangzi by the vortex river was bought, and the name changed from the Huangzhuang of the King of Nanyang County to the Zhuangzi of the Yang family, and Yang Huairen wanted to take advantage of the warm weather to plan and build early, which required a large number of manpower.
Xiaohua and Nao Teng also returned, and the gang of people in Heifeng Village in Funiu Mountain, except for the two hunters who stayed, all brought them to the Yang family.
These people are really like the old and the sick, and the thieves of the Wuthering Mountains forest are now like toothless tigers, and they have all become vegetarians.
It's okay to save them from getting into trouble in the future. Half of the people are unable to engage in manual labor such as farming, so let them take care of the house, and the remaining half of the young ones are sent to the garden to learn cooking, which can be regarded as giving them the ability to eat in the future.
As soon as the person received the house, when he saw He Zhiyun, he cried wow-wow-wow, heart-rending and weird.
The cooks who came to learn the art pulled the unsightly noodles, poured the broth and served them, and the group began to gobble up again, and several children buried their heads directly in the big bowl and sucked the delicious food one by one.
Yang Huairen was sad when he looked at them, and scolded He Zhiyun in his heart for not being a leader, and she was mixed up like this, but she was big-chested and brainless.
After another round of beef noodles, Yang Huairen spoke, "Eat slowly and don't choke, we don't have anything else, we have a lot to eat!" ”
A group of people who were eating happily stopped their mouths, raised their heads and looked at He Zhiyun of the second master, then turned to Yang Huairen to pay attention, and shouted in unison to make Yang Huairen's head immediately speak: "Big master!" ”