As soon as the four words "Ten Thousand Tails of Silver" were released, Fang Hu almost knocked him out.

He had thought that Ye Nan's poems and essays were valuable, but he didn't expect that they were so valuable!

Didn’t it mean that the great scholar’s ​​Mother treasures are worth 100,000 taels of silver? His family is just a juren!

But as a result, the young man had just spoken, and someone else despised him.

"How could Ye Jieyuan's "Ink Plum" be worth only 10,000 taels of silver? Uncle Fang, I will pay 50,000 taels!"

Damn it is simply raising prices! You can’t bid a little lower, so let us get Ye Jieyuan’s Mobao cheaper!

The man glared at his companion fiercely, but unexpectedly he was stabbed again.

"What's the point! I'll pay 100,000 taels!"

Then, the caller was met with a double death stare.

Their yelling prices in their mouths scared Fang Hu's heart torture.

As a hunter, he only had a few hundred taels in his hand. When did he get so much money?

On the one hand, this is a monumental meaning of his nephew, who would rather rent a house with his family than sell it; on the other hand, just nodding, you can buy a house of 100,000 yuan in the safest place in the Song Dynasty.

At this moment, Fang Hu's heart was pounding and he felt a huge temptation.

But then, he gritted his teeth, shook his head hard, and almost ran back to his stall with the escape.

"If you don't sell it, I won't sell it for much! At least, at least I have to wait for Zichu to come by himself!"

...

On this side, Eunuch Zhao pulled Ye Nan and stepped into the palace. After running halfway, he noticed two handfuls of various barbecue wrapped in lotus leaves in Ye Nan's hand and said in surprise.

"Ye Jieyuan, why are you bringing this?"

"This is what I just baked, so I can't waste it!"

Ye Nan looked innocent, then lowered his head and took a bite.

Well, it's still the same flavor, authentic!

Eunuch Zhao:...

Looking at the other party staring at him speechlessly, Ye Nan handed over a piece of roasted chicken wings.

"Or Eunuch Zhao?"

Gudong.

It’s true that Ye Nan’s roasted meat kebabs are quite fragrant. Not to mention Eunuch Zhao who is close to him, even the guards beside him frequently look at him.

Staring at the red and oily chicken wings, Eunuch Zhao swallowed hard and shook his head.

"No, there is no such rule in the palace."

Besides, he ate a mouthful of oil and shiny to go to the official house, which was so dazzling.

Ye Nan was embarrassed now.

"Or else wait until I finish eating before going in?"

Eunuch Zhao rolled his eyes: How could you be so big-faced that you can make the official and the four husbands wait for you?

"Forget it, let's take it together."

Eunuch Zhao sighed: Anyway, he had told the official before that Ye Nan was selling barbecue outside, and this is the evidence.

Midway through, there were soldiers asking Ye Nan to open the lotus leaves, checked the two packs of barbecue, and confirmed that there was no weapon hidden in it, so they let it go.

So, when Eunuch Zhao pulled Ye Nan and came to the outside of the palace gate with the attention of the guards and palace maids, Song Shenzong inside suddenly sniffed his nose and said strangely.

"What's so delicious?"

At this time, Eunuch Zhao ran in from outside.

"Your Majesty, Ye Jieyuan brings it."

Song Shenzong smelled it: Why does he smell a barbecue on his body? It was dyed from outside.

He nodded.

"please."

So, under the gaze of Song Shenzong, Wang Anshi and four prime ministers, Ye Nan held two handfuls of fragrant barbecue in his hand and walked in from outside the door.

"Student Ye Zichu, I have met Your Majesty!"

When he bowed ninety degrees, the two packets of barbecue were just raised in front of Song Shenzong, and the fragrance was scent.

Song Shenzong:⊙.⊙

Wang Anshi:(;°ロ°)

Four prime ministers: (￣Д￣)

"Let's go flat."

Song Shenzong, sitting on the dragon throne, pulled the corner of his mouth and pointed at Ye Nandao.

"The first time I met my first child prodigy in the Song Dynasty, it was really unique!"

This was the first time in his life that someone had come to Wende Temple to meet him with barbecue!

Ye Nan thought for a while and handed the barbecue in his hand forward.

"Does Your Majesty want to eat it? This is what the student just baked outside and it tastes pretty good."

Wang Anshi was about to be angry and laughed!

Your Majesty asked you to come to Wende Hall, do you want to eat meat?

But, the problem is, however.

It’s okay if you don’t smell it when you’re hungry. Once you smell the fragrance of food, your saliva can’t stop.

Song Shenzong nodded at Eunuch Zhao.

"Okay, come on."

Seeing that Song Shenzong was really going to eat, Fu Bi quickly stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, this barbecue tastes quite fragrant, let me try it too!"

He didn't really want to eat it. He was a great scholar after all, and his control was not so low. But he thought that if there was a problem with the food, he could eat it.

But Song Shenzong did not think that Ye Nan, who was called the seeds of saints by several saints, would harm him. He did not think about this at all. He really thought Fu Bi was greedy.

After all, the three good friends, Fu Bi, who is good at food, wine, and beautiful women, is quite famous in this regard.

So, he talked to Ye Nandao.

"Ye Jieyuan, since the husbands all felt a little hungry, can you also share some talks with the husbands and the servant Wang?"

"It should be like this."

Ye Nan took the initiative to take the remaining packet of barbecue and talked to his parents and Wang Anshi.

"Several husbands, Uncle Wang, please."

Looking at the greasy barbecue, Zeng Gongliang had a dark face and glared at Fu Bi fiercely.

It’s all your fault, it’s okay to do it yourself, why are you dragging me to do it!

Now it’s time. According to historical records, on a certain year, month and day, I, I, along with you, and His Majesty, ate barbecue in Wende Hall?

What a decent style!

But under the gaze of Song Shenzong, Fu Bi reached out, Han Qi, who likes to eat meat, Wang Anshi reached out, and Chen Xu also reached out.

In the end, he was the only one left. Can you still say "I'm not hungry"?

Soon, Song Shenzong also grabbed a piece of sheep scorpion and ate it with relish. The aroma of the barbecue was everywhere, making the guards outside the door saliva flow out.

The Analects of Confucius has words, [Don’t eat, don’t sleep]. Don’t talk while eating and sleeping.

After ten minutes, everyone finished eating what they were in their hands, and Song Shenzong spoke.

"Although Ye Jieyuan's craftsmanship is good, it is not as good as your talent in poetry and prose. Just now, Wang Shishang had already handed me the "Fu on Raising Dogs" and listed several of them. Are these all the experiments you have done in Fangjia Village and have succeeded?"

"Back to your Majesty, yes!"

Ye Nan washed away the oil with the water and towels brought by the palace maid and told Song Shenzong.

"Students have calculated it themselves. The cost of raising a slandered pig is about half of the sheep, but in the end it produces more meat than sheep. And if a large-scale pig farm is established, the cost will be even lower."

"More importantly, not just pigs, but sheep can also be rude. The reason is the same as pigs. But there are not many sheep in Fangjia Village, so students cannot conduct experiments."
Chapter completed!