Chapter 216 Double Ninth Festival Cake (3)

Under the sunlight, the blood on the stone tablet with red characters on a white background seemed to be getting thicker and thicker.

Bai Zhu frowned and said "Hmm" and said, "Then what? Does this stone tablet work?"

The waiter opened his mouth and wanted to say "it worked", but he saw that Bai Zhu's face was not very good-looking. He also thought that since the new emperor ascended the throne, I wonder if it was because of the former emperor's request to seek immortality. As for the Holy Spirit and the government, they no longer advocate any ideas such as Chongxi. And the younger you are, the more you don’t believe this!

The young Prime Minister of Dali Temple didn't believe such things at first sight, so the waiter thought for a while and said hurriedly: "Who knows! There are thousands of gold worth of medicinal materials hanging there, and it can only last a day!" "

It's not that he said this just to please Bai Zhu. Thinking about the expression on the face of the owner of Linliu Village, the clerk felt that what he said was also true.

"After all, it is a serious illness. Even if the thousand-year-old ginseng hangs up, it will be useless." The waiter said, "The owner of Linliu Village can walk a few steps from the door to the sedan chair, trembling and shaky, with that look on his face It's so white that there's no blood at all, and several times I saw the village owner coughing up blood!"

All in all, the owner of Linliu Village really looked like his days were numbered.

Bai Zhu said "hmm" and asked the clerk again: "He has no children, and since he has been seriously ill, has anyone mentioned how to deal with this huge wealth?"

Speaking of this, the waiter suddenly became energetic: "Not only are you curious about this, my lord, but I am also very curious! Because the owner of Linliu Village really doesn't even have any relatives, so even if he wants to give the family wealth, he has no choice. People can give it to others. At first, we all thought that he would either use the money to charge the government or give it to the people himself, and become a good person before he dies. I didn’t expect it... not at all!"

Bai Zhu looked at the energetic waiter, took out another piece of silver from his sleeve pocket and handed it over.

The waiter's eyes lit up when he received the broken silver. He took the silver and shouted "Thank you, sir" while telling the whole story at once.

"Originally, everyone thought so, but one time, the bearers carrying the sedan chair in Linliuzhuang came to my place to drink tea. I had nothing to do, so I asked casually, Sir, what do you think the bearers said? ?" the guy said.

Bai Zhu immediately took over the conversation: "How do you say it?"

The waiter who got the cooperation became more and more excited when he spoke: "The owner of Linliu Village is really getting richer and stingier. He has already prepared to take his wealth to the grave with him!"

When the word "grave" was mentioned, several of the guards around Bai Zhu glanced at each other subconsciously: The common ground is indeed there!

Although he was excited, the officers in front of him still didn't react much. Ren Baizhu continued to answer: "He actually did this?"

Listening to the other party's surprised tone, the man became even more excited: "Have you never seen this kind of person before? I have never seen it either! Before I heard that he was seriously ill, the owner of the village was already preparing for his death. , the bearer said that the pomp and circumstance of what happened after his death was really prepared, and he still has to be a rich and idle person at the end!"

When Bai Zhu heard this, he said "hmm", thought for a while, and asked the clerk: "When a person closes his eyes and knows nothing, how can the owner of the village guarantee that after his death, the people who help him prepare the scene will be there?" Do as you are told? Aren’t you afraid that the manager will get away with your money and run away?"

After all, what the owner of Linliu Village brought to the soil was not a small amount, and even those who had been in charge for many years might not be moved.

As soon as the clinker heard the word "steward" from Bai Zhudao, the waiter laughed: "Why would the owner of Linliu Village let the steward do this kind of thing? He should let someone who is already in this business take care of it! "

Bai Zhu raised his head and glanced at the clerk: "What kind of business do you do?"

The clerk casually pointed in the direction of the city: "There are only those who do that kind of business. We don't know the specific ones... Hey, but the tombstone should be made by the Yuanjia Tombstone Shop in the city. Today My son, Shuangyang, the manager of the village went to deliver Buddhist scriptures and cassocks very early in the morning!"

When Bai Zhu heard this, he raised his head and looked out the window at the elegant Linliuzhuang again. After looking at it for a moment, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "So that's it!"

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The Double Ninth Festival will come only a few days after the Mid-Autumn Festival. Although he boasts that he is not old enough to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival, Wang He still accepts the mooncakes in the Mid-Autumn gift box with "reluctance" with a cold face. I accepted Yu Jijiu’s kindness.

The square-sized Double Ninth Festival wooden box is quite exquisitely carved. To be fair, the holiday pastries produced by a small public kitchen are really no less than those in restaurants outside.

Xunzhou, who was studying, raised his head and secretly glanced at the cold-faced Wang He. After the person who gave the gift box left, he stood up and walked to the gift box sent by Yu Jijiu and asked Wang He: "Teacher, the student wants to see this gift box. Can you open it and take a look?"

Wang He glanced at Xunzhou who took the initiative to pass the steps, coughed and said: "Then... open it and take a look!"

The wooden lid of the Mid-Autumn Festival gift box was opened, revealing the Double Ninth Festival cake cut into square sizes. Looking at the cake that was full of things, Wang He immediately reached out and picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.

Xunzhou looked at the white porcelain jar next to the Double Ninth Cake, and the three rather elegant and delicate characters "Osmanthus Honey" fell on it.

Opening the stopper of the white porcelain jar, a rich aroma of honey mixed with the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus immediately poured out. Wang He, who was happily refusing the soft and glutinous Double Ninth Cake in his mouth, raised his eyes and looked here.

When Xunzhou, a good student, saw Wang He's actions, he immediately handed over the osmanthus nectar in his hand.

Wang He took over the tour and poured some osmanthus nectar on the Double Ninth Cake. The osmanthus nectar was fragrant and sweet. The spoonful of osmanthus nectar poured on top of the already rich Chongyang Cake made the already rich Chongyang Cake even more delicious. The taste becomes richer and richer, which is really hard to resist for those with a sweet tooth.

The Double Ninth Cake was poured with osmanthus nectar. Unknowingly, three pieces of Double Ninth Cake had been eaten, and less than half of the jar of osmanthus nectar had been used up. Wang He then put the osmanthus nectar back into the gift box and said to Xunzhou: " The sage advocates frugality, so you don’t need to buy any more snacks to satisfy your cravings on the way, just use this!”

Xunzhou did not expose Wang He's original intention, but smiled and nodded in response.

Wang He added: "When I go out to visit friends, don't go out if you have nothing to do. Study hard, study hard and study hard!"

Xunzhou nodded again, picked up his packed luggage, and sent Wang He off.

After taking two steps, Wang He stopped again and turned to look at Xunzhou: "I'm not that stingy, and I'm not as guilty as a woman. There's no harm in taking care of the daughter of that old man Wen Xuance. There's only one thing you need to remember. !”

Xunzhou asked Wang He what was going on.

Wang He glanced at him and said, "Those people in Dali Temple deal with extremely vicious people all day long. It's okay for you to think of Wen Xuance's daughter, but you don't want to get involved with them or get into trouble. Do you understand?"