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"Master Hu, please get up."

Fang Zesheng hesitated for a while about things that shouldn't need to be entangled, and in the end, as Fu Jingxuan expected, "You and I are of the same generation, so we can't talk about the etiquette of master and apprentice. If Young Master Hu doesn't mind, you can stay in Fang's house to learn." Tea. I don’t dare to give advice. If Young Master Hu doesn’t understand something, he can directly ask Fang. Fang should know everything and say everything.”

With this purpose in mind, Hu Yunshan asked for apprenticeship twice more. Seeing Fang Zesheng's firm attitude, he stopped talking and happily agreed.

Fang Zesheng signaled Uncle Dumb to tidy up a guest room for Hu Yunshan to stay in, and sighed secretly as he watched his back striding out of the flower hall.

Fu Jingxuan heard it, and asked in doubt: "You really want to take him as a disciple?"

Fang Zesheng immediately shook his head, "No."

He said no, but his eyes were full of regret.

Fu Jingxuan couldn't find the reason for a moment, but after a while, he suddenly remembered what Hu Yunshan said lying on the ground, and suddenly realized.

Could it be because of the title of "teacher's wife"?

Fu Erye raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and rolled his bright black eyes twice.

At noon, the two returned to the main house and slept for a while.

Weishi opened his eyes, and went to the study together to sort out the three stacks of rosters brought by the dumb uncle.

These rosters have a long history and record the list of all the workers who worked for the Fang family in the early days of the Fang family tea shop, including the tea workers who made the tea, the tenants who rented the tea fields, the buddies of the tea merchants, and the accountant of the Fang house. , butlers, servants, and so on.Most of these people have served the Fang family for generations, especially the tenants who leased the tea fields and the tea workers who made tea. Generation after generation, they lived and died with the Fang family.

During the years when Wang Xiuhe controlled Fang's family, these people were all driven away. The original servants of Fang's house were able to change to a rich family to continue to make ends meet, but these tenants who followed Fang's family were forced to increase their rent and were unable to make a living.Now all the fields of the Fang family are contracted by the relatives of Feng Taishou, and the tenants they hired are not real ordinary people, but servants of Feng's relatives.The tenants still had no land to grow, and the old tea workers had nowhere to go with the Fang family's tea-making skills. After all, Wang Xiuhe was still there at that time, and there was Feng Taishou to help support him. So as not to cause unnecessary disasters.

Fu Jingxuan was sitting on the wooden couch in the study room flipping through the roster, Fang Zesheng was sitting opposite him, the two shared a small table, one was reading and the other was writing, just like two teenagers who were studying together when they were children.

"Chen Wenjiu, a tea maker, is located in Wutiao Lane, Xishi East Street, and the place is Shijian."

"Wang Congzhou, tea steamer, the fifth household from the left on the third street of Dukou Fishing Village."

"Aunt Wu Juan, a tea sealer, in Pingxi Village, three miles outside the city, the first household at the entrance of the village."

"Ma Long, this one lives a little far away." Fu Jingxuan rested his chin, waiting for Fang Zesheng to finish writing the last household, and then said: "To cross Linjiangdu, it's the tea maker who lives on the opposite bank."

"En." Fang Zesheng wrote Ma Long's name in another vertical line, "Three generations of the Ma family have been in charge of the process of carving lotus cakes and pressing cakes, and there has never been a mistake. The Wang family got it from him at that time." craftsmanship."

Fu Jingxuan nodded, and turned two more pages to find out the workers who were in charge of roasting and wearing tea, "Go to these six houses first, they are all former stewards, if you can persuade them to come back, the others It's easy to handle."

Fang Zesheng let out a "hmm", put down the penholder in his hand, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Fu Jingxuan looking at him with a smile.

They were very close, just a punch away.

Fang Zesheng blinked, his gaze fell on the corner of his slightly raised mouth, and he wanted to lean forward, but after a while, he curled his fingers and retreated, pretending to look away.

Fu Jingxuan knew what he wanted to do just by looking at him. He thought that he would come to kiss him, so he raised his head, but he didn't expect him to shrink back?Can't help but find it funny, thought for a while, and said: "I had a question earlier, and you haven't given me an accurate answer."

Fang Zesheng asked, "Which question?"

"I remember when you were a child, you once had a favorite person."

Fu Jingxuan flipped through the book casually, the old pages clattered non-stop, and finally closed on the table, he leaned forward, forcing Fang Zesheng to look at him, "Who is that person? "

This scene seemed familiar. A few months ago, when Fu Jingxuan first came to Fang's house, he also asked him about it.

Fang Zesheng remained silent, the Adam's apple on his neck rolled slightly.

Fu Jingxuan raised his eyebrows, stretched out a finger to press on his Adam's apple, and rubbed it carefully as he swallowed up and down, "Can't you tell me?"

Fang Zesheng remained silent, his dark eyes darkened a bit.

Fu Jingxuan thought of another way, and said tactfully: "Then let me ask you this way, how old is that person?"

Fang Zesheng was silent for a while, his voice, which was originally as clear as jade, rustled, as if it had been re-polished, "Twenty...three."

"Is it marriageable?"

"Already married."

"What year and month did you marry?"

"Jun'an's 11 years, a certain date in April."

The corners of Fu Erye's eyes were curved, and he moved along Fang Zesheng's Adam's apple to his red earlobe.

"How do you look?"

"The posture is picturesque, and the peach eyes are flying."

"When did you fall in love with him?"

"I don't know."

"Why don't you know?"

Fang Zesheng lowered his eyes, "It seems that before I knew about the situation, he had already taken the lead and grew up there."

Fu Jingxuan asked softly, "Where is that?"

Fang Zesheng fell silent again, remained silent for a long time, and whispered along with him, "In my heart."

Fu Jingxuan smiled, retracted his mischievous fingers, and sat in front of him, "Then where is he now?"

Fang Zesheng didn't want to say it at first, but seeing Fu Jingxuan's expectant face, he didn't want his hope to be in vain, so he could only stare at him for a moment, and put his whole body into his eyes, "In my eyes."