Farmhouse Stone Mountain

Shi Shan looked up at the top of the huge house, and there was a plaque with the word "He Fu" on it, which made him walk around the door for a few times, and he didn't follow in until the old housekeeper came.

Entering the road is a row of pines and cypresses, a familiar feeling overwhelms his face, Shi Shan walked quickly to the side of the old housekeeper, "Old housekeeper, He Junzhi is probably from your house, right?"

"Oh, you said young master, Boss Shi knows our young master"

Shi Shanqiang laughed, "...who doesn't know Dean He"

The old butler smiled, his son's name was indeed known by everyone in the town.

The old butler led the people to the kitchen of the back kitchen to check whether the materials used for tomorrow's birthday banquet were complete, and then took Shi Shan to the side room that had been prepared earlier in the morning. Come and stay for one night, and you will have to get up and arrange the dishes tomorrow morning when the sun is still shining.

The old butler closed the door and went out. Shi Shan threw away the small bundle he was carrying, sat on a stool and poured a cup of tea.

He Junzhi's mother held a birthday banquet for a long time. When he heard about He's house, he was surprised, alas, go to sleep, get up to work tomorrow morning, take the money and leave.

The next day, in addition to the pre-ordered dishes at the birthday banquet, each table also had a plate of egg cakes, which were made by Shi Shan with egg flour and fresh milk. They were golden and soft, exuding a sweet fragrance.

The guests who came here have never seen this thing, but they all found it delicious after a taste, especially the women and children. Mrs. He was a little surprised. She didn't order the dish called chicken cake before, so she sent the old housekeeper to the back kitchen to ask. .

Shi Shan was cooking with a large spoon in the back kitchen, his hair was tied up in a pile on the top of his head, and he was bouncing along with the cooking. Every time Aunt Mao saw it, it looked like a rooster's tail.

Shi Shan "..." Is the rooster's tail lumpy?Where does it look like.

Seeing the old housekeeper come to ask about the extra dishes, Shi Shan took a moment to reply, "This is an extra gift, just treat it as a gift for Mrs. He's birthday"

For Mrs. He's birthday banquet, almost all the rich and powerful people in the town came, and some came from other counties. There were a lot of tall and luxurious carriages parked at the door, but as far as the number of people came, they still hadn't left the pavilion. As we all know, He Juanzhi has reached the age of marriage, and Mrs. He's birthday celebration is the second priority, mainly to advise her son on the marriage.

Shopkeeper Huo made good friends with the He family, sat at the main seat, and greeted the people on the table at the beginning. When the dishes were served, he tried this delicious dish, and that dish was also delicious. His mouth was not idle, just busy eating.

The already lively banquet suddenly became more lively because of the people who appeared at the door. Several people at the door were ushered into the hall. The man in the middle was dressed in luxurious clothes. He took a paper fan and walked in with a wave. He first After congratulating Mrs. He, she turned around and sat down on the stool next to He Junzhi.

"Brother Jun, long time no see." His tone was casual, like a fox.

He Juanzhi "It was only a hundred days since I wanted to see you last time, why did I say we haven't seen each other for so long?"

"It's still so rigid, it's really boring." The man closed his fan, and when he saw the dishes on the table, he became interested. "The dishes look good, I'll try them."

What I tasted was Shishan’s cold chicken rice noodles mixed with seasonings such as balsamic vinegar, soy sauce, and shredded carrots.

"Isn't this a new food researched by the Guan family recently? I didn't expect it to be eaten like this. It tastes good." The man boasted, but his movements were restrained, and he put down his chopsticks after eating a few mouthfuls.

Shopkeeper Huo, who was sitting at the same table with them, couldn't help but interjected, "Guan family? Heh, you are a foreigner at first glance. This rice noodle was invented by Xiao Shan, and only his taste is the most authentic." Appearing to believe it, shopkeeper Huo was a little anxious, "If you don't believe me, ask Junzhi, is my old man wrong?"

"It is true"

When the man heard this, he paused, and smiled meaningfully, "Oh, it seems that I have little knowledge."

Shi Shan chatted with the old housekeeper in the back kitchen. The two of them were sitting at a small table. They were not too busy now, so the old housekeeper came to the back kitchen to have a look.

Seeing that he was busy, Shi Shan specially made him a bowl of fragrant noodles, and chatted with the butler. There was a plate of fried peanuts and a small pot of porcelain white wine on the table, and they chatted for a long time. It was just that the old housekeeper was praising his young master for how old he was, what kind of good deeds he had done, Shi Shan hadn't thought about it long ago, his ass was so neat in a few days.

The two drank a few glasses, the wine was very pure, and the aroma was more than one degree better than that sold in the store.

"Old butler, where did you buy this wine? I'll go buy some someday"

The old housekeeper stopped drinking after only two sips, "This wine was given by someone else, and no one in the house drinks it. If you like it, I will tell my wife and let you bring some jugs home."

"Then thank you for being old." Shi Shan happily begged for a few pots of good wine, grabbed peanuts and threw them into his mouth.

The birthday banquet didn't end until dark, and Shi Shan was returning to the room with two jugs of wine sent by Mrs. He. He was slightly drunk, his head was empty, and his footsteps were a little fluttering.

"You and I have never met before, the girl respects herself"

Shi Shan turned his back, leaned against the pillar beside him, and slid along the pillar to sit on the ground.

"...Cousin, I'm Yuelan, you, don't you know me? I was in Qingxi Academy three years ago"

After thinking about it, He Junzhi had no impression of the person in front of him, but... looking at the person in front of him, "Are you cousin's daughter?"

Shi Yuelan hurriedly responded coquettishly, "Yes, my cousin finally remembers me"

He Junzhi "I have no impression of you, I just guess based on your appearance"

When the servant not far away heard this, he held his stomach and couldn't help laughing.

Shi Yuelan was a little embarrassed, couldn't hold back the words, and there was a momentary silence in the air.

"Cousin, I don't mean anything. It's just that what you said last time was not my mother's fault. Shishan is not as simple as you look. Don't be fooled." Warn He Jiao about "He has behaved indiscriminately before, and has had trouble with many people... Don't be fooled by him, he must have a dirty heart for you, cousin"

It is well known that He Junzhi is a decent person, and he will never accept masculinity, so I don't believe that he will not be disgusted with Shi Shan.

He Junzhi's face darkened, and just as he wanted the servant to invite him out of the yard, a figure suddenly appeared beside the pine and cypress tree, walked out staggeringly, and smelled a smell of alcohol.

At the foot of Shishan was the character horoscope, walked up to Shi Yuelan, lowered her head and looked closer, trying to recognize the person, with a cracked smile on her face.

As soon as he laughed, Shi Yuelan covered her nose and backed away, smelling of alcohol, and why was he here.

"The birthday banquet is over, and Miss Shi hasn't come home yet? What are you doing in the backyard dressed up in fancy clothes? Heh, Dean He is very talented and handsome. What's wrong with me having a dirty mind? If you want to meet someone in the middle of the night, you won't let me? I miss me, can you find me?" He turned around with a smile, went up a few steps and put his arms around He Junzhi's waist. On the above "my admiration for him is like a torrential river"

He Junzhi "..."

Little boy "..."

Shi Yuelan looked at He Junzhi who didn't stop at all, and the person who let Shi Shan hang on his body couldn't believe it, "...Shi Shan, you! Cousin?"

"Ming Lu, send Miss Shi back." He Junzhi said to the servant not far away, looking at the person hanging on his body, from this angle, he could clearly see the hair on the top of his head, and he felt a little bit like raising his hand The urge to caress.

"Miss Shi, please come here." The servant stepped forward and directly pulled Shi Yuelan's arm to invite her out of the mansion.

After the two left, Shi Shan immediately let go of his hands, how could he be so drunk as before, "Hey, thank you Dean He for your cooperation"

From when Shi Shan appeared and winked at He Junzhi just now, to when he didn't understand what he did in every move just now, Dean He, who was used as a tool, was inexplicably in a bad mood, "How can a man's words be child's play?"

Shi Shan subconsciously answered, "There is nothing wrong with the words of a man who is not kidding." His admiration for Dean He is indeed like a torrential river.

He Junzhi's face softened a little, and upon closer inspection, it was clear that there was a hint of a smile on his face, "If you're so drunk, I'll take you back to your room."

"No, I didn't drink" drunk.

When some slightly warm and dry hands reached out to hold him, Shi Shan was stunned, and after walking a few steps, he quickly moved his held hand, "He, Dean He, what are you doing? I'm not drunk"

"Oh? Not drunk?" The silent person in front stopped, turned around when Shi Shan was caught off guard, and slowly approached him.

The skin was close to each other, the strange cold forehead touched him, the smell of pine ink was lingering in the nose, and the strange hair on the neck was itchy, which made Shi Shan stunned for a moment.

The two looked at each other, their breaths wanted to entwine, and their scorching breath hit their faces, and Shi Shan's heart trembled inexplicably when he saw the warmth in those black eyes.

Just as Shi Shan was about to say something, He Juanzhi backed away abruptly, and returned to his unmoving appearance, as if the person just now was not him, and taught Shi Shan, "The eyes are lax, the smell of alcohol is smoky, and the cheeks are hairy." Hong, you're not drunk, could it be that I'm drunk?"

Stone Mountain "..."

He was really not drunk.

"It's not early, go to bed early, I'll take you back tomorrow morning" After saying that, before Shi Shan could react, he paced away, his pace was much faster than usual.

Shi Shan touched his forehead with a dazed expression, lifted the hand held by He Junzhi just now and looked at it over and over again for a while, the tips of his ears started to turn red, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, touched left Touching and touching, he grabbed a handful of melon seeds that he had just casually grabbed from the table from his pocket, and started nibbling pretending nothing had happened.

"Well, I must be drunk and dreaming, drunk with a pot of wine? Well, it must be, the degree is relatively high, I am drunk, and I have a nightmare." I said a few words to myself, feeling my ears sharp Feeling hot, he threw the melon seeds in his hand and rubbed his ears, "Damn! Sleep"

After a few steps to the door, he raised his foot and kicked the door of the house open, and closed the door with a backhand "creak".

Mrs. He, who had been standing at the corner for a long time, looked at the person who was shaking a fan beside her, and coughed in embarrassment.

"Oh, interesting, interesting. I have known Brother Jun for many years, but I don't know when he became so interesting." The man shook his fan and looked at Mrs. He, "I think I am romantic, but I am not as good at teasing as Brother Jun." people"

Mrs. He laughed awkwardly, and she didn't know how to answer, and answered after a while, "...after all, I have read so many books."

The man smiled and groaned, "It's true, so many sage books are not for nothing."