Because his grandmother had raised chickens, he naturally knew how to choose old hens.
He glanced at all the hens one by one, then pointed to one of them and said, "Just this one."
This Yunzuo's hands are delicate, as if they would shatter when touched, not at all like hands that can wash their hands and make soup.
But why can he pick out the best old hen among them?
Could it be a coincidence?
Ye Changyao was puzzled and asked, "Why did you choose this old hen?"
Yun Zuo took it for granted: "Because this old hen has thick and smooth feathers, a big and ruddy comb, and rough claws."
But it was not a coincidence, Ye Changyao was startled, and then said to the vendor: "Just this one."
He gave the copper coin to the vendor again, and then said to the vendor: "Please kill this old hen, we will come and get it later."
Before the words landed, he had already turned his back and walked a few steps.
Yun Zuo followed Ye Changyao, and heard Ye Changyao whisper: "Young Master Yun, I am the most hypocritical person."
"Seeing its life and not being able to bear to see its death is human nature." Just when Yun Zuo said that, the vendor caught the old hen out of the cage, and the old hen thumped and screamed miserably.
Yunzuo raised his head, looked at Ye Changyao, and then changed his words: "Can you smell the fragrance of osmanthus? Let's go buy osmanthus cake."
Ye Changyao nodded, and went forward with Yun Zuo.
The dim sum shop's business was not bad, and the two of them waited for about a cup of tea before they bought the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
Yunzuo held the oil-paper bag in his palm, smelled it again and again, causing Ye Changyao to laugh and say, "If you want to eat it, just take it apart and eat it."
Yun Zuo smiled embarrassedly, then unwrapped the oil paper, picked up another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and ate it.
Osmanthus cake is not a rare item for Yunzuo. Whenever the golden osmanthus is fragrant, his grandmother will make it for him to eat.
But my grandmother has passed away, so no matter how sweet the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes made by others, they are not made by my grandmother.
But I can barely taste the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by my grandmother.
He couldn't help his eyes turning red, he ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, and ate three more sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in a row.
"Is it so unpalatable?" Ye Changyao saw that Yunzuo seemed to be crying, reached out to take a piece and ate it, and then said, "I don't think it's unpalatable."
Is this Ye Changyao a fool?No matter how unpalatable the osmanthus cake was, it would not make his eyes red, and if the osmanthus cake was really unpalatable, why would he eat three pieces?
He was slandering, Ye Changyao had already snatched the oil-paper bag in his hand, and he heard Ye Changyao lower his voice again: "If you have any sad things, you can tell me."
This Ye Changyao was not a fool.
He couldn't help but smiled: "Thank you."
Seeing that Yun Zuo was unwilling to speak, Ye Changyao didn't force him, but asked, "Let's go buy some angelica, red dates, and wolfberries."
They were about to go to the pharmacy, but a carriage came in front of them, and the carriage was suddenly stopped again.
The person who stopped the carriage was the only son of the county magistrate——Yu Yang. This Yu Yang was handsome, in his early twenties, and unmarried. It was said that Yu Yang had a deep affection for the young lady of the Lin family.
The one who wants to come in the carriage is Miss Lin.
After a while, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the hand that lifted the curtain was full of wrinkles.
Yu Yang originally thought that he would be able to see Miss Lin's beauty, but he never thought that the one sitting in the Lin family's carriage was not Miss Lin, but Mrs. Lin.
Mrs. Lin's haggard face appeared from behind the curtain, and she said helplessly, "The young lady is not in the carriage, Mr. Yu, please don't get in the way of the carriage? I am in a hurry to pay homage to my deceased husband."
——Master Lin passed away on January [-] and [-]. He was always free from illness and pain. Unexpectedly, he suffered from an emergency and passed away suddenly.
Mrs. Lin went to pay homage to Master Lin, why didn't Miss Lin go with her?
Yu Yang was suspicious and wanted to ask a question, but he couldn't ask Mrs. Shanglin's sad eyes.
"Madam's condolences." He stepped back and looked at the carriage for a long time, and when he could no longer see it, he found Ye Changyao not far away.
Because Ye Changyao occasionally helped his father solve the case, Yu Yang and Ye Changyao had met several times.
Yu Yang walked up to Ye Changyao, and wanted to ask how the case was going, but suddenly seeing a sick beauty beside Ye Changyao, he couldn't help but joked: "Young master Ye, I heard that you arranged some marriage arrangements a few days ago. What are you going to use, I wonder when I can drink your wedding wine?"
Ye Changyao is not sociable and has no relatives, so he didn't invite any guests yesterday.
Facing the familiar Yu Yang, he said frankly: "Master Yu, I got married yesterday, and this is my wife."
Yu Yang was taken aback, and when he went to see Ye Changyao's wife, he found that the sick beauty was not a woman, no wonder he was dressed as a man, because he had focused all his attention on the sick beauty's appearance just now and didn't realize it.
Is this Ye Changyao actually a broken sleeve?
But he has no prejudice against this, first he congratulated the newcomer, and then said: "Your wife looks weak, you must take good care of her as a husband."
Ye Changyao said seriously: "I will take good care of him."
Yu Yang laughed again: "When will you pay back the wedding wine you owe me?"
Ye Changyao replied: "We'll wait until the case is settled before we return it."
"I hope there will be no more victims." Yu Yang sighed, "If there is anything I can help, you can speak up."
Ye Changyao shook his head and said, "Young Master Yu, let's go back to the mansion to study your homework quickly, and it will be Chunwei in a few days."
"I'll go back after I buy the roasted chicken." Yu Yang waved at Mrs. Ye, and then went straight to the roasted chicken stall.
Ye Changyao and Yunzuo went to buy angelica, red dates, wolfberry, and picked up the old hen that had been killed before returning home.
As soon as he entered the door, Yun Zuo suddenly coughed a few times, leaned against the wall again, and breathed out with difficulty.
Ye Changyao said at a loss, "How about I help you go in and rest?"
Yun Zuo said with a pale face, "I'm sorry to trouble you."
Ye Changyao thought that Yun Zuo didn't want to be touched by him, and expected that he would be rejected. Hearing this, it took him a while to react.
After he helped Yunzuo back to the new house and lay down, he said with concern: "Is there no way to heal your body?"
There is only one way to heal, but Yunzou doesn't intend to use this method.
Therefore, he lied with a wry smile and said, "My disease is caused by my obsession, and there is no way to cure it."
"Then you have a good rest. I'll bring it to you after the old hen is cooked." Ye Changyao went out, and then closed the door carefully.
The surrounding area is still full of bright red, but surrounded by this bright red, for some reason Yun Zuo feels extremely at ease.
He fell asleep unknowingly, and didn't wake up until he heard Ye Changyao calling him.
Ye Changyao was holding the steaming chicken soup. Seeing Yun Zuo opened his eyes, he hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Yunzuo sat up, took the chicken soup from Ye Changyao, scooped a spoonful, blew it cold, and put it in his mouth just now. The chicken soup was delicious. After swallowing it, he said casually, "I don't know Yu Yu What is the life of the young master's sweetheart?"
"I've never met that Miss Lin, but since Miss Lin can fascinate Mr. Yu, I think she looks pretty." Ye Changyao said seriously, "But it must not be as good as you."
Yun Zuo took off Ye Changyao's bamboo hat, looked into Ye Changyao's eyes and said, "Why do you think she is inferior to me?"
Ye Changyao was already used to the bamboo hat, and when Yun Zuo took off the hat, he realized that he had been wearing the hat and forgot to take it off.
Asked by Yunzuo, he said without hesitation: "Because I have never seen a person whose appearance can match yours."
This Ye Changyao was obviously simply narrating the facts, without any ambiguity.
Yunzuo suddenly felt a little unhappy, drank up a bowl of chicken soup, and asked Ye Changyao, "Did you find any clues in the market?"
Ye Changyao frowned and said, "There are no clues at all, that corpse seems to have appeared out of thin air."
He glanced at all the hens one by one, then pointed to one of them and said, "Just this one."
This Yunzuo's hands are delicate, as if they would shatter when touched, not at all like hands that can wash their hands and make soup.
But why can he pick out the best old hen among them?
Could it be a coincidence?
Ye Changyao was puzzled and asked, "Why did you choose this old hen?"
Yun Zuo took it for granted: "Because this old hen has thick and smooth feathers, a big and ruddy comb, and rough claws."
But it was not a coincidence, Ye Changyao was startled, and then said to the vendor: "Just this one."
He gave the copper coin to the vendor again, and then said to the vendor: "Please kill this old hen, we will come and get it later."
Before the words landed, he had already turned his back and walked a few steps.
Yun Zuo followed Ye Changyao, and heard Ye Changyao whisper: "Young Master Yun, I am the most hypocritical person."
"Seeing its life and not being able to bear to see its death is human nature." Just when Yun Zuo said that, the vendor caught the old hen out of the cage, and the old hen thumped and screamed miserably.
Yunzuo raised his head, looked at Ye Changyao, and then changed his words: "Can you smell the fragrance of osmanthus? Let's go buy osmanthus cake."
Ye Changyao nodded, and went forward with Yun Zuo.
The dim sum shop's business was not bad, and the two of them waited for about a cup of tea before they bought the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
Yunzuo held the oil-paper bag in his palm, smelled it again and again, causing Ye Changyao to laugh and say, "If you want to eat it, just take it apart and eat it."
Yun Zuo smiled embarrassedly, then unwrapped the oil paper, picked up another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and ate it.
Osmanthus cake is not a rare item for Yunzuo. Whenever the golden osmanthus is fragrant, his grandmother will make it for him to eat.
But my grandmother has passed away, so no matter how sweet the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes made by others, they are not made by my grandmother.
But I can barely taste the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by my grandmother.
He couldn't help his eyes turning red, he ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, and ate three more sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in a row.
"Is it so unpalatable?" Ye Changyao saw that Yunzuo seemed to be crying, reached out to take a piece and ate it, and then said, "I don't think it's unpalatable."
Is this Ye Changyao a fool?No matter how unpalatable the osmanthus cake was, it would not make his eyes red, and if the osmanthus cake was really unpalatable, why would he eat three pieces?
He was slandering, Ye Changyao had already snatched the oil-paper bag in his hand, and he heard Ye Changyao lower his voice again: "If you have any sad things, you can tell me."
This Ye Changyao was not a fool.
He couldn't help but smiled: "Thank you."
Seeing that Yun Zuo was unwilling to speak, Ye Changyao didn't force him, but asked, "Let's go buy some angelica, red dates, and wolfberries."
They were about to go to the pharmacy, but a carriage came in front of them, and the carriage was suddenly stopped again.
The person who stopped the carriage was the only son of the county magistrate——Yu Yang. This Yu Yang was handsome, in his early twenties, and unmarried. It was said that Yu Yang had a deep affection for the young lady of the Lin family.
The one who wants to come in the carriage is Miss Lin.
After a while, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the hand that lifted the curtain was full of wrinkles.
Yu Yang originally thought that he would be able to see Miss Lin's beauty, but he never thought that the one sitting in the Lin family's carriage was not Miss Lin, but Mrs. Lin.
Mrs. Lin's haggard face appeared from behind the curtain, and she said helplessly, "The young lady is not in the carriage, Mr. Yu, please don't get in the way of the carriage? I am in a hurry to pay homage to my deceased husband."
——Master Lin passed away on January [-] and [-]. He was always free from illness and pain. Unexpectedly, he suffered from an emergency and passed away suddenly.
Mrs. Lin went to pay homage to Master Lin, why didn't Miss Lin go with her?
Yu Yang was suspicious and wanted to ask a question, but he couldn't ask Mrs. Shanglin's sad eyes.
"Madam's condolences." He stepped back and looked at the carriage for a long time, and when he could no longer see it, he found Ye Changyao not far away.
Because Ye Changyao occasionally helped his father solve the case, Yu Yang and Ye Changyao had met several times.
Yu Yang walked up to Ye Changyao, and wanted to ask how the case was going, but suddenly seeing a sick beauty beside Ye Changyao, he couldn't help but joked: "Young master Ye, I heard that you arranged some marriage arrangements a few days ago. What are you going to use, I wonder when I can drink your wedding wine?"
Ye Changyao is not sociable and has no relatives, so he didn't invite any guests yesterday.
Facing the familiar Yu Yang, he said frankly: "Master Yu, I got married yesterday, and this is my wife."
Yu Yang was taken aback, and when he went to see Ye Changyao's wife, he found that the sick beauty was not a woman, no wonder he was dressed as a man, because he had focused all his attention on the sick beauty's appearance just now and didn't realize it.
Is this Ye Changyao actually a broken sleeve?
But he has no prejudice against this, first he congratulated the newcomer, and then said: "Your wife looks weak, you must take good care of her as a husband."
Ye Changyao said seriously: "I will take good care of him."
Yu Yang laughed again: "When will you pay back the wedding wine you owe me?"
Ye Changyao replied: "We'll wait until the case is settled before we return it."
"I hope there will be no more victims." Yu Yang sighed, "If there is anything I can help, you can speak up."
Ye Changyao shook his head and said, "Young Master Yu, let's go back to the mansion to study your homework quickly, and it will be Chunwei in a few days."
"I'll go back after I buy the roasted chicken." Yu Yang waved at Mrs. Ye, and then went straight to the roasted chicken stall.
Ye Changyao and Yunzuo went to buy angelica, red dates, wolfberry, and picked up the old hen that had been killed before returning home.
As soon as he entered the door, Yun Zuo suddenly coughed a few times, leaned against the wall again, and breathed out with difficulty.
Ye Changyao said at a loss, "How about I help you go in and rest?"
Yun Zuo said with a pale face, "I'm sorry to trouble you."
Ye Changyao thought that Yun Zuo didn't want to be touched by him, and expected that he would be rejected. Hearing this, it took him a while to react.
After he helped Yunzuo back to the new house and lay down, he said with concern: "Is there no way to heal your body?"
There is only one way to heal, but Yunzou doesn't intend to use this method.
Therefore, he lied with a wry smile and said, "My disease is caused by my obsession, and there is no way to cure it."
"Then you have a good rest. I'll bring it to you after the old hen is cooked." Ye Changyao went out, and then closed the door carefully.
The surrounding area is still full of bright red, but surrounded by this bright red, for some reason Yun Zuo feels extremely at ease.
He fell asleep unknowingly, and didn't wake up until he heard Ye Changyao calling him.
Ye Changyao was holding the steaming chicken soup. Seeing Yun Zuo opened his eyes, he hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Yunzuo sat up, took the chicken soup from Ye Changyao, scooped a spoonful, blew it cold, and put it in his mouth just now. The chicken soup was delicious. After swallowing it, he said casually, "I don't know Yu Yu What is the life of the young master's sweetheart?"
"I've never met that Miss Lin, but since Miss Lin can fascinate Mr. Yu, I think she looks pretty." Ye Changyao said seriously, "But it must not be as good as you."
Yun Zuo took off Ye Changyao's bamboo hat, looked into Ye Changyao's eyes and said, "Why do you think she is inferior to me?"
Ye Changyao was already used to the bamboo hat, and when Yun Zuo took off the hat, he realized that he had been wearing the hat and forgot to take it off.
Asked by Yunzuo, he said without hesitation: "Because I have never seen a person whose appearance can match yours."
This Ye Changyao was obviously simply narrating the facts, without any ambiguity.
Yunzuo suddenly felt a little unhappy, drank up a bowl of chicken soup, and asked Ye Changyao, "Did you find any clues in the market?"
Ye Changyao frowned and said, "There are no clues at all, that corpse seems to have appeared out of thin air."
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