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Chapter 21 Terrible

On the second day, Qin Huan made an appointment to have a drink as promised, and chose the best place, the mountain and sea delicacies pavilion.

The Shan Delicacies Pavilion is a real Shan Delicacies and Sea Flavor Pavilion, and it ranks the first in the imperial city. It has been passed down from generation to generation by the chef, and even the emperor has come to eat it once or twice.

In the Mountain Delicacies Pavilion, as long as you have silver, no matter the value, you can eat the best food in the imperial city.

Qin Huan came to eat once, and when Yan Qing was a playboy in the first year, he invited a group of brothers. At that time, he had not had such a good relationship with Yan Qing, but because he met him on the road, Yan Qing greeted him and he followed. Unexpectedly, the place where he was eating was the Delicacies Pavilion, which allowed him to earn Yan Qing a good meal of wine and good food.

Now that he had the money given by Ling Hua, he thought that if he didn't eat, he would not eat it. He would invite a banquet to go to the mountain delicacies pavilion and not be outside the frame.

Yan Qing followed Qin Huan to the Shanshang Delicacies Pavilion, and said in his heart, turning to look at him, "Brother Qin, this meal will eat 10,000 or 20,000 taels of silver. Are you really willing to do it? If we change somewhere, we can eat 100 to 180 meals."

"It's here." Qin Huan pushed Yan Qing in, "I still remember that you invited me to have a meal four years ago. You are willing to give it up. Today, I have money, and I am willing to give it up."

Yan Qing coughed, walked in, but muttered, "Four years ago..."

At that time, the delicacies he ate at the mountain delicacies seemed to have been exempted from the shopkeeper's order, saying that he looked good. He tickled again in his heart, and he never came again.

Shandian and Sea Weed Pavilion is worthy of being a century-old brand. It is only dedicated to operating a site without any branches. It is decorated with white jade steps and jade paved with the floor. Walking inside, one corridor, one bridge, one water and one painting are all ingenious, like treasures and a realm of fairy clouds.

Qin Huan whispered, "Brother Yan, when I was brought by you for the first time four years ago, I was really eye-opening here."

Yan Qing nodded. It was his first time here four years ago, and it was also eye-opening.

The shopkeeper saw the two young men coming, and greeted them in person, and led them into the room with a smile.

There is no need to ask for the best private rooms. In the mountain and sea pavilion, there is a beautiful view in any place. Guests can walk around and sit wherever they want, and enjoy the eyes wherever they want.

Because it was summer, I chose a begonia pavilion to sit down.

Qin Huan immediately said, "This place is good, it looks like the crabapple of Qiyun Mountain written in Brother Cheng's poem."

Yan Qing was stunned and looked up and saw that the varieties were really rare. The crabapple flowers were covered with layers of branches, like a sea of ​​rouge crabapple. He waved his hand casually. A gust of wind blew, and the crabapple branches and leaves swayed, and the petals fell, which was like a rouge crabapple rain.

Yan Qing's mood suddenly became a little subtle.

"So beautiful!" Qin Huan murmured, "The color of the rouge on the ground is beautiful in the palm of the crabapple."

Yan Qing had a headache and held his forehead, "Brother Qin, can you not write a poem?"

"Brother Yan, I'm sorry." Qin Huan looked apologetic, "I forgot that you can't listen to poetry, just don't do it."

Sitting in the Begonia Pavilion in this mountain delicacy pavilion, even if you haven’t eaten the mountain delicacies, enjoying the Begonia is enough to make you feel good.

Qin Huan is in a good mood now and cannot write poems, but can hum songs, so he hums a song.

Yan Qing listened with relish and supported Qin Huan, "Not bad, Brother Qin, you hummed this song well. It's no worse than Wan Yu Niang in the capital."

Qin Huan blushed, "Brother Yan was joking, how could I get as good as the songs sung by Wan Yu Niang? It's this song. I think the lyrics are good. I learned from Wan Yu Niang seriously and imitated her three points."

"I'll ask you Wanyu Niang the next day. If you want to learn, let her teach you."

Qin Huan immediately shook his head, "No, no."

"Why? Since you like it, just study it!"

"Wan Yu Niang is a woman."

"Do you look down on a woman?" Yan Qing raised an eyebrow at him.

Qin Huan sighed, "It's not that I look down on you, it's that I can't get close to the woman."

Yan Qing blinked her eyes and looked at his lower body, "Do you have... a hidden secret?"

"No, no." Qin Huan was embarrassed. Seeing Yan Qing's face was puzzled, he rubbed his nose and explained with a helpless face, "My fiancée is so handsome that I don't allow me to approach the woman."

It was tears when I said it, and I felt very embarrassed. In this imperial city, who is the fiancé who lives more cowardly than him?

Yan Qing suddenly realized, "So that's it."

Is the fiancée so scary?

"Although Wan Yuniang is a woman, her songs are very sonorous and not feminine at all. Alas, you like her songs and you can't learn them in person, but it's a pity." Yan Qing pinched a begonia from the table, "Well, it's really pretty."

I don’t know if the crabapple in Qiyun Mountain is also this variety.

"Yes, this crabapple is so beautiful." Qin Huan also pinched a crabapple and put it in his palm. "If the crabapple petals are made of rouge used by women, it must be very beautiful, or if it is mixed in cardamom to make nail dyed, it must be very beautiful."

Yan Qing: "..."

He looked at Qin Huan with a strange look on his face, "Brother Qin, why do you understand this daughter's household goods so well?"

Qin Huan was a mean person for a moment, and now he said it, he wanted to cry. "Three years ago, my fiancée found many such books to let me study hard and know how to treat her well in the future..."

Yan Qing: "..."

A woman like a fiancée is really terrible!

He felt very pity for Qin Huan, but his face was not easy to show, so he could only follow his previous words, "How should this woman use rouge? Also, how to make cardamom nails, will you do it?"

Qin Huan felt relieved when he saw Yan Qing despising him or not, and shook his head, "I don't know much, but I have read many ways in the book and have never tried to do it. If Brother Yan is curious and wants to do it, I'll show you another day."

"No, no need, it's useless for me to see it." Yan Qing refused.

He doesn't have a fiancée like this!

Qin Huan nodded and said seriously, "Brother Yan, I really envy you."

Yan Qing looked at him.

Qin Huan answered his doubts, "Duanjing Hou Mansion, you are the leader of the Duanjing Hou Mansion, and you are the masters. Do whatever you want, without anyone else's care."

He couldn't do it anymore. He had a fiancée who could not get rid of it, and a grandmother who had been controlling him since childhood.

Yan Qing threw away the petals in his hand, patted him on the shoulder, and said as a person who has experienced it, "The road is all made by people, Brother Qin, don't be discouraged."

When he was determined to be a playboy, the obstacle he faced was as difficult as he ascended to the sky. Now, hasn’t this road been smooth?

The waiter brought good food, and then served good wine, and put it on the table.

Yan Qing felt that she wanted to eat this dish when she smelled it, and that she wanted to drink it when she smelled it. Although she was not as drunk as Haitang, she was also a good wine. He gave Qin Huan, "Come on, Brother Qin, drink, drink, and get drunk to relieve your worries."

Qin Huan nodded, and he also felt that wine was a good thing.
Chapter completed!
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