Jia Amnesty was the one who inherited the title. Although Rong Guogong was downgraded and inherited, the title was not low, but he didn't know whether it was a real job or a vain job.Ji Huaiyuan didn't dare to go to court for him hastily. As for making friends with friends, he knew that he didn't have the ability, and he was even more afraid that if he made a mistake, he would bring disaster to Jia's family, so he just stayed in the house and took care of the sick Cong. Brother, the only time I went out was to go to Xuanzhen Temple outside the capital to find Jia Jing and the Taoist priests. At that time, Yinfeng still laughed at him. Ji Huaiyuan didn’t believe that the Taoist priest who fooled Jia Jing to death in the book could have some supernatural powers. Evil, it turned out to be a waste of time.

Yinfeng, however, likes to run outside as before. He has visited various Taoist temples in the capital, but all of them have returned without success. He only collected some panacea in various shapes and colors, which makes people afraid to eat them.

I have searched all over the capital, so I can only send people to various places to inquire. If there are some Taoists, they spend a lot of money to invite them back. It turns out that ten to ten are charlatans. A master of history, when he encounters too many obstacles, he gradually puts his mind to rest, and waits for Jia Baoyu and Wang Xifeng to fall ill, so the sloppy monk and the lame Taoist priest can't be fooling people, can they?Therefore, I dare not change the plot at will. I just look at ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, touch jade treasures every day, and my favorite is all kinds of food without additives.

"Father, this cloud cake is not bad."

Yin Reng took a piece and put it into his mouth, covered his fingers with powdered sugar, and wiped it between his lips.

Eighth Master also broke off a piece with his small paws, um, it's sweet and soft, better than those made in the palace.

"You said this cook originally belonged to the Lin family's mansion? Why did he come all the way to the capital?" Ji Huaiyuan asked doubtfully, but his heart was warm.It is often said that a daughter is a little padded jacket for parents, but it seems that the son is not bad, he has no other hobbies in his life except making clothes, he only likes to eat some sweets, unexpectedly, his son specially invited a pastry chef from Jiangnan.

"What's so difficult about it? Naturally, he promised a lot of money. His family and children and grandchildren will all bring him along. Why not?" Yinfeng said while staring at Ba Ye's paws. This cheap brother must be too unconscious.

Eighth Master has been sick since he changed his body. Perhaps it is a fault brought over from his previous life. He vomited whatever he ate, and he could drink a couple of mouthfuls of gruel. Now he suddenly had an appetite. The look in his cheap brother's eyes, he eats one piece and picks up another piece. Yunpian cake is made of glutinous rice, and it may nourish the stomach after eating it.

Seeing that his son and brother Cong were eating happily, Ji Huaiyuan suddenly thought of Lin Daiyu, and hurriedly ordered the kitchen to make some new southern-style pastries and come to Jiamu's room.

The sisters were chatting and laughing with the old lady, when they saw the old man coming in, they all got up and said hello.

"What are you doing here now?" Whether it's sooner or later, you can't blame Jia Mu for favoring the younger son. Since the old man became a prince, he has moved to live in the old garden of Rongguo Mansion, and opened a new gate. , Isn't it just too lazy to ask for security and serve day and night? Mother Jia just keeps her eyes open and closes her eyes. She can't help but wonder what the eldest son is doing here.

Asking this question, Ji Huaiyuan felt uncomfortable when he heard it. The old lady spoke with thorns, and Jia She could not be blamed for the stiff relationship between mother and child.

"The kitchen has newly made desserts, and I specially sent them over for the old lady and her sisters to try." Seeing that the old lady is over 60 years old, Ji Huaiyuan didn't bother with her.

The maids put the tray in front of Jia Mu.

"This kind of dessert is not common." Jia Mu picked up a piece and ordered Baoyu and her sisters to sit down again, and the maids brought it to them and tasted it one by one.

"This is made by the cook that Lian'er brought back from the south. My niece will try it to see if it is the authentic Yangzhou pastry."

When Ji Huaiyuan dismissed the concubine in the backyard, Mrs. Xing was worried that he would abandon the world and practice Taoism, so she once sued the old lady.Ji Huaiyuan took the opportunity to want Yingchun to go back to the big house and get a cheap daughter, but was rejected by Jia's mother.However, when they were arguing to take Yingchun back, they took the opportunity to meet all the three springs in the Jia family. There were two strange girls left, one was plump, dignified and beautiful, and she looked a year or two older than the other sisters. She probably was Xue Baochai. up.The other one, with clear eyebrows and a handsome face, looks and behaves quite freely, so she should be the legendary sister Lin.

"It's better than what I ate when I was a child." Lin Daiyu hurriedly responded when her uncle asked, the taste was indeed better than what she remembered, and she hesitated for a moment whether to thank her or not.

"Lian'er has a heart. If you go to the south for a long journey, don't forget to bring a cook back to honor you as parents." Come in, the things of the Lin family may have already arrived in the eldest son's warehouse.It's just that I and the Wang family have checked and checked, but there is no big reason, so I can only let the people in the south secretly investigate.Thinking of Jia Amnesty's warehouse, Jia's mother couldn't help but gritted her teeth and hated secretly.The eldest was ignorant since he was a child, and he was not as diligent and studious as Zheng'er, but he caught his grandmother's eyes and gave him all of his private house, and he couldn't interfere with it.

The old lady's words sounded awkward, not like she was praising her son.Ji Huaiyuan seldom talked with people in a twist and turn, and he couldn't stand it after a while, thinking about how to get along with Yingchun and Lin Daiyu alone in the future.Although I made up my mind to go home with my son after finding the monk, how could the living person standing in front of you in the red building be indifferent? First make arrangements for Yingchun Daiyu and Brother Cong.

"Yesterday, Zhen'er came over and said that the flowers, trees, rocks and rocks in the yard are almost done. The weather is hot these two days, and the garden is still cooler. If the old lady is bored in the house, she can take her sisters to visit the garden." Ji Huaiyuan knew that Mother Jia was suspicious of the Lin family's property, so she didn't want to get entangled in the matter of the cook. He came here this time not only to meet Sister Lin, but also to visit the Grand View Garden.

Hearing what Ji Huaiyuan said, the old lady was also a little moved, but going to the garden with her eldest son?No matter how beautiful the beautiful scenery is, I'm afraid I don't have the heart to see it, so I just said that I am tired and lazy, and ordered Jia Amnesty to go first.

Ji Huaiyuan was just talking, he couldn't wait for the old lady to visit the garden, so he sent the little girl who followed him to invite Jia Lian and Jia Cong, and the father and son took a good stroll in the garden.

Mr. Shan Ziye really has two brushes. The scenery in the Grand View Garden is suitable for each, and there are many magnificent scenes. Yinfeng took a fancy to Yihong Courtyard at a glance.He wondered how to kick Jia Baoyu away in the future and live in by himself.

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