From farming to business

Bang, the cup that Su Yongyue was holding fell to the ground, the porcelain shattered, and the tea splashed and stained his clothes, but he was stunned and did not dodge.

Yu Feng, who was also stunned by his words, reacted quickly and took his hand to check. He was relieved when he saw that he was not burned, and then turned his head to look at Chang Le. The other party shook his head innocently. I don't know about it.

Liang Sheng didn't seem to realize that he had said something serious, he put the cup back on the table, frowned slightly and said with sideways eyes: "Chang Le, what are you doing standing there, let me clean it up soon. "

Chang Le, who couldn't react in time, was brought back to his senses by him, and he answered yes twice, turned around and trotted to the door to give instructions.

Seeing this, Liang Sheng withdrew his gaze, softened his expression and said concernedly: "Did you get burned, Young Master?"

Su Yongyue was held by the man and didn't let go, the shock in her heart had calmed down a little, she pursed her lips slightly, looked at him, and shook her head lightly.

Yu Feng squeezed his palm, looked back at the person who was drinking tea with the cup in his eyes, and said: "Uncle Liang, you are joking, I asked Chang Le before getting married, and I have never made a marriage contract."

Liang Sheng curled his lips into a chuckle, put down his cup and glanced at Chang Le who came back, seeing the other party stiffen, Fang turned his head and said: "Although he is by the young master's side every day, he doesn't know everything. "

After looking at the boy with a suspicious look, Yu Feng pursed his lips, and rubbed his thumbs on the hand he was holding to comfort him, "Since Chang Le doesn't know, then I don't know either. Father arranged a marriage in private without telling me?"

"Second young master's words are wrong, the master didn't mean to hide from you..." Liang Shengli stretched his sleeves on the armrest, and said, "I made the decision after getting your consent, but you were busy at the time." It’s just that I haven’t had time to tell others about the long journey.”

What Yu Feng said was reasonable and well-founded, Yu Fengyan's memory Yu Feng didn't have a single bit of it, and there was no way to verify it. He stared at the other party in silence for a long time, but said: "I don't believe it."

Liang Sheng's eyes were slightly fixed when he heard this, but the smile on his face did not diminish at all, "What does the young master mean by saying that I am lying?"

"Yes." Yu Feng nodded without hesitation, "Yu's mansion is a big family in the capital, if we make a marriage agreement, it will be known all over the city, and it's impossible for the servants who are with me not to have heard of it."

The atmosphere became a little silent, Chang Le shrank to the side without daring to breathe, inexplicably felt that he had become a person on the cusp of the storm, looking around, no one could be blamed, and his heart was sad.

Squeak, the sound of pushing the door made the tense people relax at the same time. They turned their heads to look at the unaware buddy.

Liang Sheng withdrew his gaze from him and raised his eyes, looking at the person who was passing snacks to Shuanger next to him, and when the other person realized that he turned his head to look over, he smiled, "Even if you lose your memory, the young master will also As wise as ever."

This means that the promise of the marriage contract is nothing, Yu Feng, who seemed calm, was relieved, he patted his eyes again, turned his eyes and said: "That's absurd."

What is smart or not, it's just a guessing word of suspicion, he just feels that Yu Fengyan's temperament will definitely not rush to accept the marriage contract, since Master Yu loves his son so much, how can the marriage go smoothly? None of the servants in the house knew about it, so it must be announced to the whole city.

Liang Sheng pursed his lips and smiled, turned his eyes to look at Shuang'er whose expression had finally calmed down, nodded slightly, and said, "Young Master Lang, please don't take offense at what you said as a joke."

Su Yongyue shook her head lightly at him with downcast eyes, expressing that she didn't mind.

Yu Feng held his hand holding the cup, smiled and patted it lightly, "Fu Lang, don't worry, even if I really have a marriage contract on me, I have to find a way to get out."

He didn't know whether the words of persuasion were for Shuang'er or for himself. Liang Sheng's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was slightly depressed. The young master's affection for him seemed to be stronger than he had guessed.

He put his hand on the table and tapped it gently a few times, and twitched his eyebrows slightly. It seems that he has stayed in this small place for a long time, and his mind has been worn out and dull. Just bring it back.

After this incident, Su Yongyue felt even more uncomfortable facing this person, and her expression was always a little tense.

Yu Feng saw it, sighed in his heart, took a chance to go out for a stroll and see what he needed to buy, and rejected the other party's offer to accompany him, and led him out of the room.

When Jia Hong saw a few people coming out, he quickly went up to meet them, and knowing their intention to go out, he ordered the staff to get umbrellas, and he took some thick cloaks and handed them over.

Yu Feng wrapped the snow-white rabbit fur cloak around his husband with his own hands, and put the fur-trimmed hood on his head, so that his face would sink into it. It was a little more cute for nothing, he couldn't hold it back, and pinched it human cheek.

Su Yongyue, who had never used such precious objects before, was pulling and tugging helplessly, her face felt a slight pain, she stopped and raised her eyes and stared at it.

Jia Hong was holding the cloak to be worn by Yu Feng in his hand, looked at the two with a smile, and said, "If the young master looks happy, let the young husband take it, as a gift from me."

Before the man opened his mouth, Su Yongyue waved his hands again and again, making a gesture to take it off, this thing looks expensive, it must cost a lot of money, he can't accept it.

Yu Feng stretched out his hand to stop his movement, and helped someone pull the wrap tighter, "Don't worry, I'll give him the silver, it's for my husband to buy it for you."

Su Yongyue glared at him again when she heard the words, she couldn't buy it by herself, I'm afraid it would get dirty and damaged if she wore it in the village, and it was too ostentatious, why waste money.

"Okay, okay, let's go buy new year's goods first, and we'll talk about it later." Seeing that he was angry, Yu Feng smiled flatteringly, took the cloak from Jia Hong's hand, put it on, and hugged him before going out.

The snow at this time was a little smaller than when they first arrived, but it was still fluttering and did not stop, and a layer had accumulated on the ground.

Yu Feng propped up the oil-paper umbrella handed over by the clerk, and stepped into the wind and snow to protect him in his arms, Chang Le followed behind and stepped down the steps.

I originally thought that I would prepare all the necessities for the New Year today, and then I could make good preparations for the New Year at home, but this snow disturbed the plan, and many things might not be available for purchase.

However, the weather can't stop people's enthusiasm for the New Year. Now that it's snowing, there will be more pedestrians on the street, hurrying back and forth between the shops.

No matter how economical they are on weekdays, they are all carrying large and small packages in their hands at this time, with a happy face on their faces.

They wandered around two streets and bought a lot of things, most of which were in Chang Le's hands, and followed them with bitter faces.

The purchase of new year's goods in Yu's mansion is all in charge of, and it's not his turn to be a close servant. The young master is in poor health and doesn't like to go out. In previous years, he would stay in the mansion with the other party waiting to eat and drink. How could he have suffered such a crime.

When Yu Feng heard the panting sound from behind, he turned his head and saw that he drooped his shoulders and raised his eyebrows mockingly, "They told you to follow me around more on weekdays, so you must listen to me. You're at a disadvantage now."

Chang Le raised her eyes and glanced at him resentfully, and said aggrievedly that she had done her duty so conscientiously, the young master couldn't praise him or forget to hurt him.

Yu Feng shook his head amusedly, seeing that he was really pitiful, he stretched out his hand out of kindness, "Come on, get some for you, so as not to accuse me of treating my servants harshly."

Chang Le wrinkled his face and shook his head, saying that's all, how can he let the young master take things, and Uncle Liang should scold him again later.

Yu Feng laughed again when he heard this, and said that he should be presumptuous in the village, but he is afraid of Uncle Liang because he is so sensible and emotional today.

"Where can it be!" Chang Le immediately puffed up his chest, and said, "I will always look forward to the young master."

"Okay, don't flatter me here." After getting along for so long, Yu Feng still doesn't know him.

Chang Le smiled flatteringly, then blinked pitifully, motioned to her hands that were occupied, and asked if they could take a rest.

Before Yu Feng could tease him a few more words, his sleeves were tugged, and he turned his head to meet Shuang'er's eyes, responding to his soft heart, and said that it's almost noon now, let's find a place to eat first.

Hearing that Chang Le was eating, he regained his spirits, obsequiously moved to Su Yongyue's side, and bowed down gratefully, "Thank you, Young Master, for your compassion."

Seeing his dog-legged appearance, Yu Feng smiled and scolded the brat, and put Shuang'er to his side to protect him, keeping him away, don't be foolish.

Su Yongyue smiled slightly when she heard this, and thumped his arm to signal him not to bully the kid all the time, how old is he.

Chang Le didn't care about the food he wanted soon, ticked up the things hanging on his arms, walked in front with an umbrella, and there was a stewed pork noodle restaurant on the street not far away, which was very delicious. Young husband must try it.

Yu Feng had been to the noodle shop he said, and it tasted really good. It was an old shop that had been open for many years, and the ingredients were fresh and authentic.

He put his hands on Shuang'er's shoulders, even though the umbrella was tightly covered, it was inevitable to be stained with a few snowflakes, and he gently brushed them off with his hands, protecting him from following the foodie in front.

It was just around noon, and everyone wanted to eat a bowl of hot noodle soup in the cold weather. There were a lot of people in the restaurant, and the noisy people almost occupied all the seats.

The few of them are well-dressed, and it is inevitable that they will be looked at a few times when they enter the door. Although the noodles here are good, it is the food of ordinary people after all, and those wealthy families rarely come here.

It was the first time for Su Yongyue to be looked at by someone like this, so she pulled up her cloak uncomfortably, and pulled down the hood on her head to block her sight.

Chang Le sneaked into the crowd indifferently, found a remote place to put down the things in his hands, waved to the two of them, and called out to the young master and the young husband indifferently.

Yu Feng was shaking the snowflakes on the umbrella and turned around, saw him bouncing in the distance and shook his head, reached out to hold Shuang'er's cool hand, and led him over.

After they sat down securely in their seats, the sight of their surroundings became much less, and they guessed in their hearts which rich family came out to try something new.

Without those probing eyes, Su Yongyue felt much relieved. Ren Hanzi reached out to take off his hood, and straightened his somewhat messy hair.

After all, this kind of cloak works, Shuang'er's ears are still warm to the touch, so he squeezed it easily.

Su Yongyue raised his eyes and stared at the mischievous man. Chang Le was still sitting in front of these people, so he didn't say pay attention.

Yu Feng, who was stared at, retracted his hand with a smile, squinted at the kid who was snickering, and knocked on the table to send him to order noodles.

There is no waiter in such a small shop, and you have to do it yourself when ordering and ordering noodles. There is nothing to eat when you sit still, so Chang Le got up and slipped away according to the other party's wishes.

The owner of this noodle restaurant is a middle-aged couple. Whether it is noodles or stewed pork, they are all their own crafts. Compared with big restaurants, the taste is much more natural and simple, but it is very popular among ordinary people.

Their two sons and daughters sometimes come to help, but most of the time it is the husband and wife who take care of them, and the business is booming.

Chang Le went there for a long time before returning with a smile on his face, holding a tray with three bowls of steaming braised pork noodles on it.

Yu Feng took the bowl and put it in front of Shuang'er, took the chopsticks from the chopsticks cage for him, and helped him take off the cloak on his body, so as not to make it inconvenient for him to eat.

Chang Le had already eaten several mouthfuls of soup and noodles, and sighed comfortably, saying that this is what he should do in a snowy day.

The noodle soup should have been boiled with pork bones for a long time, the taste is very strong, and the body warms up after one bite, the noodles are firm, and the stewed meat is soft and tasty, even Su Yongyue is not very particular about food, so he can't help but nodded in admiration .

Seeing the liking on his face, Yu Feng smiled, and took a big mouthful of noodles, before he could bite it off, a piece of meat was caught in the bowl.

Holding the noodles in his mouth and turning his face slightly, Shuang'er looked indifferent as if he hadn't done anything. He turned his head and continued to eat noodles with a smile in his eyes, and raised his hand to rub the back of the person's neck gently.