When he walked into the Hong family's "temporary residence" and sat down in the hall, Yan Hu glanced at the same color of rosewood furniture; from this furniture, we can see that the house was not owned by wealthy businessmen. Although wealthy businessmen are rich, they are scholars, farmers, industry and commerce. Businessmen are the lowest, and according to the law, they cannot use rosewood furniture.

Hong Fuchang, a first-rank official, can not only use it, but also afford it. Details determine success or failure, and the furniture is revealed. Yan Huo can see it, not to mention Fu Zhixing, who is looking like a gaze, but the couple is not in a good mood.

The maid brought tea, and Yu Fangfei smiled and said, "I remember that the twelve cousin loves pastries. This little lamb cake, let me see, can I still eat it?"

"Cousin Yu has a good memory." Yan Huo smiled, picked up a pastry, took a small bite, "It's loose and soft, sweet and moderately sweet, and has a faint milky aroma, and it tastes great."

"It's good to have the taste of my cousin." Yu Fangfei smiled.

Women's topics are jewelry, clothes, rouge and powder and some gossip; Fu Zhixing and Hong Fuchang are not talking about official duties today, they are talking about the mountains and rivers inside and outside the Jiangcheng.

After chatting for a while, it was just noon. The maid came in to report that the banquet was ready. Hong Fuchang and Yu Fangfei asked Fu Zhixing and Yan Hu to move into the table. A hollow carved screen separated the men's and women's tables. Hong Fuchang led his two sons as guests, and Yu Fangfei brought his two daughters and Yan Hu to the same table.

The dishes on the table were very rich, with secret recipes of three cups of chicken, fried quail in ginkgo, drunk fish in Huadiao, fragrant yellow croaker, Sixi meatballs, dried radish bamboo shoots and river shrimps... Silver sprouts, cabbage, scallion oil kale, astragalus old duck soup and other more than ten dishes.

"Cousin Yu, you are so polite." Yan Huo politely said that although this table of dishes costs hundreds of taels of silver, Yan Huo came from a family and married into a noble family. Even if the elders in the family don't like to be arrogant, the cost per meal is no less than a hundred taels.

Hong Yiyue curled her lips and said, "What's the matter? We eat this every day."

Eat like this every day?

True or fake?

These days when I came to Jiangcheng, some sage go out to buy vegetables, and the prices are not cheaper than Yandu. Yanhu silently calculated that one meal costs 100 taels of silver for one meal, three meals a day, breakfast does not count, lunch and dinner add up to 200 taels, and a rough calculation of one month will cost 6,000 taels of silver.

The amount of food was more than 6,000 taels of silver, and the amount of money for the slaves was also quite large. Can Hong Fuchang afford his salary? Of course, we cannot suspect that Hong Fuchang is corruption based on this point. After all, the Hong family also has a ancestral property.

Yan Hu didn't say much, so as not to Yu Fangfei noticed Hong Yiyue's words, which aroused her alertness. She smiled and raised her chopsticks to pick up the food. "This three-cup chicken is a bit different from what I used to eat, and the taste is more mellow."

Yu Fangfei smiled and said, "My cousin thinks it tastes good, so eat more."

Hong Yiyue said again: "The three cups of chicken outside are ordinary three cups of chickens. This is a secret three cups of chicken. The ingredients are excellent, with a century-old age and small grind sesame oil. The chicken is chosen as the three yellow chickens fed from Jiangxiang rice." It's still the prince's wife, she has shallow eyes and has never eaten good things.

Yan Huo hooked the corner of his lower lip. If Hong Yiyue said everything was true, this secret three cups of chicken alone would be worth forty or fifty taels of silver, and this meal would be at least two hundred taels of silver. Hong Fuchang embezzled and accepted bribes and plundered people's wealth and paste, which was a foregone conclusion.

Food and beauty utensils, a exquisite dish served in a complimentary utensil, can not only highlight the color, aroma, taste, shape and meaning of the dish, just like a craft utensil, but also increase the appreciation value.

Yan Huo looked at it casually and found that the dishes and soup bowls on the table were all celadon. Judging from the texture, they should be used for official purposes, as green as the sky, as bright as mirror, as thin as paper. "This bowl is really elegant."

"This is Jiang porcelain. The body is hard and delicate, and the glaze is crystal clear and pure. It can be called the finest among porcelain." Hong Yiyue said arrogantly.

Yu Fangfei also showed a look of lust.

Hong Yiyue is a good cliché person. Yan Huo smiled and said, "The scenery here in Jiangcheng is good. I wonder if Cousin Yu is free, so please accompany me around?"

Hong Yiyue said first: "My mother is busy with the housekeeper every day and has no free time. Let me accompany her wife around." She was worried that she would not find a chance to get close to the prince, and this stupid woman gave her a good opportunity.

"Okay, then it's going to be a blessing for Yiyue." Yan Huo smiled, thinking he wanted to say a few words, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

After eating this sumptuous lunch, Yu Fangfei also arranged an after-dinner show: Hong Yiyue played the zither. Hong Fuchang glanced at his wife and daughter, obviously he didn't know the arrangement. Fu Zhixing and Yan Huo were elders, and they performed in front of the elders, which was Chenghuan.

Hong Yiyue stretched out ten very well-raised jade fingers, put them on the strings, and gently picked them up. The sound of the piano was gurgling like flowing water. Yan Qiu was lazy in learning the piano, but it did not mean that her appreciation ability was low. Hong Yiyue's piano skills were quite good and she had practiced it with great care.

After playing a song, Hong Yiyue should step down, but she bowed and said, "Please comment on Yiyue's piano skills."

Yan Huo glanced at Fu Zhixing and attracted bees and butterflies.

"No," Fu Zhixing said coldly. If the Hong family had not been here and had been a guest as a relative, he would not even bother to say these two words.

that's all?

Hong Yiyue looked up at Fu Zhixing, and Yan Huo stood up, "It's getting late. Thank you for your warm hospitality with your cousin and cousin Yu, so let's say goodbye first."

"Let's sit for a while, and then I'll make new tea." Yu Fangfei stayed at the guest.

"Cousin Yu should remember that I don't like drinking tea." Yan Huo walked out.

The guest insisted on leaving, and the host had to see him off. Walking out of the small hall, Yan Hu turned around and smiled at Hong Yiyue and said, "Yiyue will come here to accompany me tomorrow."

"Yes, madam." Hong Yiyue replied with her back.

Fu Zhixing and Yan Huo left the Hong family and returned to their residence. On the way, they exchanged views and concluded that the same: "Hong Fuchang is a corruption man."

Yan Huo said again: "This Hong Yiyue can be a breakthrough. Maybe she doesn't know anything about Hong Fuchang, but as long as we find a little clue, we can send someone to investigate and we can definitely seize Hong Fuchang's handle."

"You don't have to work so hard." Fu Zhixing held her hand. He didn't want Yan Hu to do what she didn't like.

"It's not hard work. These corrupt officials will be eliminated one day earlier, and the people will suffer one day less." Yan Huo said righteously, but in fact she missed her son and wanted to return to Beijing earlier, but this was not something she could tell her jealous husband.

Fu Zhixing approached and pecked her cherry lips, "Thank you."

Yan Huo rushed over and bit his lips hard, "Don't say thank you to me."

Fu Zhixing hugged her and rolled onto the couch, "Stay on the afternoon."

"It's almost time to Shin, why are you still taking a nap?" Yan Huo was not fooled, "Let's play Gozi chess."
Chapter completed!