"How dare you ask for a hundred taels of silver for a pot of clear tea. Could it be that the Marquis of County Li forgot that Zeng still has the status of a servant of the household department?"
Naturally there is no one hundred taels of silver, Zeng Shichun threw the money bag to the guy, and hurriedly chased him out, looking at the back in front of him, and said with a cold snort.
Li Yi turned his head and asked, "What's wrong with the servant of the household department? The servant of the household department can leave early all day long, be passive at work, and not pay for tea?"
Zeng Shichun glanced back and said, "If the official pursues the matter, this teahouse won't have to open tomorrow."
"That's just right, I don't have to be merciful anymore. Mr. Zeng remember to wear thick clothes tomorrow. I don't know how Mr. Zeng is in shape. With these hundreds of boards, can he still threaten me like he did today..."
Li Yi smiled indifferently, turned around and was about to walk into the yard.
"Stay!"
Zeng Shichun's complexion changed, he walked up quickly, stood on the spot, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Zeng has a few more words to say to Mr. Li..."
Li Yi waved his hand, "Don't worry, I'll go in and say a few words, you stay here, don't move around, if you have anything to say, wait until I come out."
"Hey, Mr. Li, why are you back?" Xiaocui squatted on the porch, rubbing a small apron in the tub with both hands, seeing Li Yi coming in, hurriedly hid the tub behind her back, raised her face and asked road.
Li Yiruo glanced at it nonchalantly, and asked, "Where's your lady?"
"Miss is in the studio." She replied quickly, moved her body to protect the wooden basin behind her, watched Li Yi walk in, then picked up the wooden basin, and ran to the back house like the wind.
In the studio, Zeng Zuimo was painting at his desk, and he was drawing to a certain key part at this time, when he heard the movement from the door, he didn't raise his head, and said, "Xiaocui, after you've finished washing, help me squeeze my waist..."
Li Yi was a little surprised. Although some things had been said, the current relationship between the two was still very pure.
Except for those few accidental holding hands, hugs, kisses, seeing her changing clothes, taking a shower..., there seems to be nothing else, right
Seriously speaking, they didn't even hold hands once under normal circumstances.
"What are you still doing in a daze, come here quickly, I've been standing for a long time, I'm so sour..."
Li Yi nodded in a daze, walked over slowly, stood behind her, and put his hands on her waist.
She has a very strong dance skills since she was a child, and she also deliberately does some plastic exercises on weekdays, so the tightness and delicateness of her slender waist can be felt through clothes.
Li Yi just lost his mind for a moment, then he focused on rubbing his nose, nose, nose, nose, and heart.
She usually paints while standing up. After a long time, the waist and shoulders will be very uncomfortable. After this busy period is over, I should teach her some basic martial arts, and don't ask her to become like the second Miss Liu and the elder sister. The princess is so powerful, it only needs to have the effect of strengthening the body.
"Xiao Cui, you have made great progress in the past few days, and your technique is different from before. Where did you learn it?" Zeng Zuimo finally finished this part, put down his brush, and turned his head to look over.
"No, there is no sixty-three..." Li Yi looked at her and asked, "Did you not eat well recently, why did you lose weight again?"
"Ah!" Goddess Luoshui was like a frightened rabbit, her body trembled, and she immediately jumped away, blushing: "Why are you?"
"Xiao Cui was washing her bellyband outside, so I came in by myself." Li Yi explained, glanced at the picture scroll on the table, and said in surprise, "Who is this picture, so handsome, unrestrained and suave..."
Zeng Zuimo glanced at him, and said angrily: "Bah, shameless, how can you say that about yourself."
Li Yi frowned, and said, "But Nannie, you're a bit bad at handling things here..."
"Where?" When it came to the painting, she became serious, walked over again, looked at the painting on the table, but raised her head at the next moment, looked at him in disbelief, and asked, "You, you just now say what?"
Li Yi pointed to the paintings on the table and said, "I said that your handling here is not very good."
She glanced at Li Yi suspiciously, thinking that she had heard wrong just now, she lowered her head again and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Here, there should be more sharp edges and corners here, so that it is worthy of being handsome..." Li Yi pointed to a certain outline of the painted face, then shook his head and said, "But it's not a question of your painting skills , after all, you are best at landscape painting..."
"You..., how did you know?" Zeng Zuimo took a few steps back, blushing and looking at him, any question about painting skills, she had already thrown it out of the blue.
This is her nickname. To be precise, it should be her baby name. Since she can remember, other than her parents, she has been called by that, but only two or three people.
Li Yi asked in surprise: "What, niece?"
"Don't say it!"
"What's the matter, girl?"
"Don't call me that..."
"Why, nannie, nannie..., it sounds nice."
"Ah, Xiao Cui, come on, help me shut his mouth!"
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Seeing Li Yi coming out of the yard, Zeng Shichun, who was standing there, was surprised and said, "Li County Marquis, what's wrong with your face?"
"It's nothing, Minister Zeng has something to say, let's talk now."
Xiaocui, that silly girl, was out of shape when she was playing around, she flung her teeth and claws on the bed, the two of them were weak, and I couldn't really be serious with them, as a result, their faces were rubbed red and they were wiped. A little paint was applied, and it took a long time to wash it off.
When Zeng Shichun walked out of the alley side by side with him, he stopped, turned to look at him, and asked, "How far are you...?"
Li Yi knew what he was asking, looked at him, and didn't speak.
"It seems that I am asking too much." A trace of understanding appeared on Zeng Shichun's face, and after shaking his head, he said solemnly: "Drunk ink has suffered a lot in the past ten years, and it has finally come to this day, you Treat him well, and don't let her be wronged again in the future."
"I will definitely treat her well and not let her be wronged again, and I don't have to wait until the future."
Li Yi glanced at Zeng Shichun and said, "On the contrary, it's Zeng Shilang and your Zeng family, so don't do anything unnecessary..."
The great changes that happened to the Zeng family more than ten years ago are still a scar in her heart that cannot be easily uncovered. Even Li Yi dare not mention those things easily.
Although the Zeng family is small, it can have a great influence on her.
Zeng Shichun raised his eyes and looked at him, and said: "Mr. Li County, don't forget that Zui Mo's surname is Zeng. She is from our Zeng family. I'm afraid this sentence is not appropriate for you."
"That was before."
Li Yi glanced at him calmly, "It won't be in the future..."
"You..." An angry look appeared on Zeng Shichun's face, but Li Yi turned and left without looking at him again.
Watching him get into the carriage, Zeng Shichun stood there for a long time. At a certain moment, the angry look on his face disappeared, and a slight smile gradually appeared on his face.
"In this way, I can rest assured." He murmured like this, turned and left, the smile on his face faded, as if lost in thought.
"King of Shu, wasting your time in vain..."
On the carriage, Lao Fang turned his head and glanced, "Master, are you going home?"
"Back..." Li Yi thought for a while and said, "Go to East Street first."
"To the East Street?" The sloppy old man opened his eyes and asked, "What are you doing on the East Street? From here, it's almost halfway around Kyoto."
"If you are told to go, you will go, so much nonsense!" Lao Fang shook the reins, glanced at him, and said angrily.
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After coming out of Fuji, Lao Fang's mouth was full, and he still couldn't forget to praise: "Master, the candied fruit from Fuji tastes really good."
The slovenly old man threw a piece of dried fruit into his mouth, nodded and said, "Fuji's candied fruit and cakes are famous in Kyoto. Ten years ago, they should have been called Xuji..."
"Xu Ji, Fu Ji..., why not call it Xu Fu Ji from now on."
Li Yi got into the carriage with a box full of preserved fruits and pastries, turned his head and pointed to the shop beside him, and said to Lao Fang, "Buy it."