Of course, Yang Xin would not know that he had been targeted. After sending him back to his residence in Xianyifang, Wang Wanqing and Chen Yujie left immediately.

"Young Master Yang, are you satisfied?"

He Puchang looked at their left backs and turned his head and said with even more humility.

"satisfy!"

Yang Xin said as he looked at his residence.

Although he hadn't come for five days, the He Shop Chief was obviously very dedicated. He cleaned up the entire three east wing rooms, and even various furniture was placed on it, and even calligraphy and paintings were hung, which made it quite elegant. However, what puzzled Yang Xin was that the ingot of silver thrown by Chen Yujie should not be so valuable. Not to mention anything else, this set of furniture alone was valuable, let alone calligraphy and paintings. The main reason is that, it would be difficult for He Shop Chief to be much more greedy. Yang Xin felt that his integrity was not so admirable.

"These are all sent by the Fang Mansion. As for the money given by Mr. Chen, I bought you a girl who can be called on my own. See if you are satisfied!"

Mr. He said.

While talking, a eleven or 2-year-old girl walked over timidly from behind him.

"This, do you have to establish a contract?"

Yang Xin said in surprise.

"It's okay, just hang it on the name of Eunuch Wei."

Mr. He said, understanding his feelings very much.

This is indeed possible. Yang Xin looked at the little girl with a pale face and thin skin, like a swaying grass after autumn, wearing coarse cloth clothes with patches, squinted hands and lowered his head, standing there as if swaying in the wind...

"That's it!"

Yang Xin said.

"The young man turned around and sent you the contract. Eunuch Wei was illiterate. We don't have to bother him about this little thing. Just sign for him as your nephew. Just tell him the little man in the government. How can they not worry about Eunuch Wei?"

Mr. He said.

"Okay, there are two taels of silver here. I'll ask Shop He to help her get some clothes and prepare some wine and food. I'll invite the neighbors tonight. If you and some hot husbands have time, you might as well have a drink."

Yang Xin said.

Two taels of silver are enough.

At this time, a fat pig with hundreds of kilograms was basically less than two taels.

He Pu Chang took the silver and immediately left with Xiaocao excitedly. Yang Xin bowed to the scholar in the main room, and the latter returned the gift. It was probably because the Fang family sent something, otherwise the failure of the candidate would not have liked him. However, Yang Xin was not interested in dealing with such high-ranking people. This guy was obviously a corrupt scholar with eight-legged essays, and was not the same type as Chen Yujie. The two met like this. Yang Xin went directly into his room. The wing room was a living room and two rooms on the left and right, one bedroom and one study room. He even had a lot of books, pens, ink, paper and inkstone in the study room. It was estimated that Fang Tinglan still hoped that he would study hard and improve every day.

Yang Xin laughed in silence.

That night he formally invited his neighbors, and after a meal of wine and meat, even if he officially moved here, he also signed Xiaocao's body sale contract under Wei Jinzhong's name...

The latter will be called Xiaocao in the future!

Anyway, she looks like a grass, and she still changes into new clothes.

Yang Xin didn't ask her family either. At this time, ordinary people had many daughters, and it was common to sell them to wealthy families as slaves. It was better to be a big maid than to suffer outside, so he thought he had found a child laborer for himself. Although he was young, it was okay to wash clothes and go out to buy breakfast. So he exploited her first. If there was an accident one day, he would give her to Wang Wanqing or Fang Tinglan.

In short, he entered the ranks of exploiting classes and began his life under the servitude of a little maid.

The next day, he finally got up. At this time, the little maid had cleaned the room. Under her service, Mr. Yang put on his clothes, washed his face in the water she had called, brushed his teeth, ate the breakfast she bought from outside, and then picked his teeth with satisfaction and took the little maid who had changed her clothes out...

"What's the sound?"

Yang Xin looked back suddenly.

There was a stall next to the street, standing alone, constantly knocking on the two small copper bowls in his hand and making a collision sound.

"Young Master, this is an Ice Cang."

Xiaocao said carefully.

"Two bowls!"

Yang Xin shouted at the vendor.

"Young Master, do you want sour plum soup or iced fruit?"

The vendor said.

“Is there any ice cream?”

Yang Xin asked.

"Uh, I don't understand!"

The vendor was stunned.

"It's just adding milk, sugar, and all kinds of things."

Yang Xin said.

"That's snowflakes!"

The vendor said.

"Two bowls!"

Yang Xin said.

"Young Master, wait a moment, this needs to be disturbed for a while."

The vendor said.

Yang Xin sat down with satisfaction and let Xiaocao sit down too. The latter was a little frightened, but he still sat down obediently. The vendor opened the refrigerator covered with layers of quilts and scooped out the broken ice, then quickly prepared various ingredients and stirred them hard in a special container. Soon the Ming version of the ice cream was completed, and two copper bowls were poured into and served in front of Yang Xin. However, the color of the ice cream was terrifying. Because the black plum was added, it was red, and the bowl was filled with cold air. It was undoubtedly very tempting in this summer.

Yang Xin pushed one of the bowls to Xiaocao...

"Young Master, I dare not!"

The latter said in fear.

"What dares, let you eat it!"

Yang Xin said.

After saying that, he tasted it himself first. The ice, sour and sour taste were added to the milky taste, and the sourness and refreshing instantly rushed to his whole body...

"Cool!"

Yang Xin said with satisfaction.

The grass on the other side finally couldn't help it, and scooped up a little and put it in his mouth. Then the eyes shone. It was probably the first time this poor child had eaten this kind of thing. Yang Xin sat there like an elder who was walking the child, eating the Ming version of ice cream while watching the road. At this moment, three men wearing blue straight and red felt hats walked over with their horses. The leader was about thirty, who looked quite tough, and sat down on the table opposite them. The leader looked at what they had eaten, asked about the price, and finally chose the cheapest sour plum soup. It was obvious that the economic conditions were not good, but from their conversation with the vendors, we can know that these people were soldiers of the army.

"Give each of the three soldiers a bowl of snowflake cheese, and it will be my best to eat!"

Yang Xin said.

"How did this make it!"

The little officer bowed and said.

"Military men defend their country, what are you going to do with me? Where are the people from?"

Yang Xin bowed and said.

"We are from Xuanfu, and we are ordered to go to Beijing to do business!"

The little officer said.

Yang Xin walked over and sat down with his bowl. At this time, their three bowls of snowflake cheese were also made. The little officer bowed and said, "Cao Wenzhao, General Liu, Xiaxuan Town, small flag of General Bing, Xiaxuan Town!"

"Cao Wenzhao!"

Yang Xin said in a long voice.

"Good name, brother Yang Xin, it's boring to eat this. Hurry up and finish it. Let's find a place to have a drink!"

He continued.

Cao Wenzhao!

But he was the same identity at this time. Historically, he recorded this person as zero before. He said that he was a Datong native. He first followed Xiong Tingbi in Liaodong and then came out purely on the battlefield. Xiong Tingbi set off next month, and the soldiers of Xuanfu also went to Liaodong to participate in the war this year. Then his greatest possibility was that he could not travel thousands of miles from Datong to Liaodong to join the army, but it was normal for him to go from Datong to join the army.

"Brother Cao, why do you think of me like this?"

Yang Xin said in confusion.

"Young Master Yang, it's just a little surprised. Youth literati can even look down on us rough men!"

Cao Wenzhao said a little embarrassedly.

"Literary? Brother Cao misunderstood. I am not a literati, but I can find you a literati to drink with you, Brother Chen, here!"

Yang Xin shouted.

Chen Yujie, who was riding a horse, immediately turned around, got off the horse and sat down and asked for a bowl of snowflake cheese, rubbed the sweat on his head and said, "Miss Fang sent the globe to Fang Ge Lao this morning. It is estimated that Fang Ge Lao has already brought it into the palace to present it to the emperor. As for whether the emperor will like it, I don't know yet. However, according to my uncle, Fang Ge Lao likes this thing quite a bit. He went to my uncle to verify it with me. I guess he was worried at the beginning, afraid that you were a crazy man from where you came from and talked nonsense."

"That's nothing to do with me, I've done what I should have done anyway."

Yang Xin said.

"What are these?"

Chen Yujie looked at Cao Wenzhao and others.

"The brothers from Xuanzhen, I just met each other, and I felt like drinking at first sight!"
To be continued...