Several men at the same table persuaded each other and even gave advice on the man surnamed Wang.

"Brother Wang Mo You, I heard that you only choose a strong girl. You only say that your daughter has been weak since childhood, has weak body, and can't even handle the needle, and may be able to escape."

"No, how could Brother Wang's daughter be weak, has a rosy face, and is very good at housework. The neighbors and neighbors know very well that it is easy for the government to find out. This is a crime of deceiving the emperor, and it is better to think of another way."

"I think it's best for Brother Gao and Brother Wang to form a family of children. Brother Wang's daughter is beautiful and capable. Brother Gao's son is loyal and honest. He is a pair of people who are well-known and well-known. His family background is very compatible and has a great marriage."

"Yes, yes, getting married is the best way. You two families get engaged first and get married as soon as you get older. You will be able to get along well for a hundred years and have a family of children and grandchildren."

The man surnamed Wang looked at his friend named Gao with a eager eye and begged, "My family doesn't need a bride price. You can just hire a matchmaker. You can save everything else. Brother Gao, only you can help me."

He dares not give a casual person to his baby daughter. He has seen many young masters of Brother Gao's family. Although he is a little honest, the Gao family is not bad. The Gao family is kind and has no difficult relatives. After his daughter gets married, he does not need to worry about the inner house. He can help him and will be able to be smooth and safe in his life.

The poor old father was worried all night for his daughter's happiness, and finally thought of the best way he thought. As long as Brother Gao opened his mouth, he would not even want a penny of betrothal gift, and he would pay a dowry.

The man surnamed Gao looked at his friend in embarrassment. He also liked the Wang girl quite a lot, but he couldn't decide on his son's marriage. His wife had already decided on her niece in her parents' home, but she hadn't gotten into the marriage yet. If he agreed to Brother Wang now, he would have to be scolded by his wife when he went back.

"Brother Wang, that... I'll go back and discuss with my wife."

"Brother Gao, please reply me as soon as possible." Although the man surnamed Wang was anxious, he also knew that the Gao family was the master of Lady Gao, and it was useless no matter how anxious he was.

However, Mrs. Gao has always liked his daughter, and always said that anyone who married his daughter would be blessed. I think she would not object, right?

To be honest, if the situation was not urgent, he would not be willing to engage his daughter early.

Yan Mingyu heard it strangely. She didn't know much about history, but in the TV series, many girls were rushing to enter the palace. Xue Baochai in Dream of Red Mansions and the golden branches and leaves of the royal merchants also traveled thousands of miles to Beijing to participate in the talent show, but she was still not selected.

It can be seen that women in ancient times yearned for talent shows, and the selection system for beautiful women was very strict. The family background, appearance, demeanor, voice, talent, morality, etc. all had to be reviewed. But when these men said that they seemed to be very repulsive of talent shows, as if the palace was a magic cave that had no return.

Jia Xian and the shopkeeper said something and turned around to greet Yan Mingyu and the others upstairs.

When we arrived at the private room, the shopkeeper personally served, and soon after, we served a few light and exquisite dishes, including Song Sao Fish Soup, Lotus Seed Lily and Wolfberry Soup, Dried Fried Bell, Dongpo Pork, Xishi Tofu, Beef Chicken, Drunken Mill Snail, and the mellow Eighteen-year-old daughter Hong.

The rich table is full of colors, fragrance and taste, and you just look at it and you will be drooling.

"Those people just now seemed unwilling to send their daughter to the palace." Yan Mingyu asked.

"Not only those people, 90% of their parents are unwilling to do so." Jia Xian replied.

Yan Mingyu was even more confused, "When you enter the palace, you have the opportunity to be a concubine, and ascend to the branch to be a phoenix, and your family can also enjoy wealth and honor, why don't you?"

The historical background of the Dayan Dynasty is basically based on the Ming Dynasty, so the empresses of the Dayan Dynasty were all civilians in order to prevent foreign relatives from interfering in politics. Unlike the Qing Dynasty's harems, they had to fight for their fathers. If their fathers are strong, their daughters can live a better life in the palace, otherwise they would be a little ant and anyone could step on them.

Jia Xian smiled, "It's not that easy to be a concubine. It's hard to survive one of a thousand people. And even if you are favored, it may not be a blessing. You'll live a more comfortable life for ordinary people."

Yan Mingyu nodded, "This is true. Once you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea. Even if you become a palace maid, you will be more miserable as a concubine. If you accompany the king, you will lose your head if you accidentally. It is better to live a simple life. Parents who really feel sorry for their daughter will definitely not send their daughter in."

Jia Xian looked surprised, but he didn't expect Yan Mingyu to have such an opinion. However, if Yan Mingyu was an ordinary woman, I think the immortal would not choose her.

"What Miss Xiao said is very good. Eating vegetables, this fish soup is very good. The chef invited me from Louwailou, by the West Lake."

Jia Xian scooped a bowl of fish soup for Yan Mingyu, looking proud. The chef in Louwailou was not allowed to be invited casually. He had the face of the Jia family.

Xiao Jin frowned slightly, very dissatisfied with Jia Xian's interfering affairs. Before Yan Mingyu reached out, he took the soup bowl, "She has a small appetite and can't eat so much, I'll eat it."

Yan Mingyu was stunned. She could eat it, only such a little bit, and she could eat three bowls.

Xiao Jin put down the soup bowl, scooped it up again, and placed it in front of Yan Mingyu, "Eat it."

Jia Xian twitched the corner of his mouth. Is there any difference between this bowl and the one he scooped?

Yan Mingyu tasted the fish soup and was immediately attracted, so fresh that his tongue was about to fall off, "It's delicious, what kind of fish is this?"

"The perch in Qingyang River." Jia Xian replied.

Yan Mingyu looked at the Qingyang River outside the window. The river surface was sparkling, and the fishing boats in the distance were like leaves. The scenery was very beautiful. When eating the delicious fish soup, I felt refreshed.

No wonder the price of a private room is so much more expensive than the lobby. Eating here is just an artistic conception, not just to fill your stomach.

Yan Mingyu finished drinking the fish soup in a few sips, and scooped up the bowl by himself. Jia Xian glanced at Xiao Jin, but Xiao Jin had no expression on his face and drank the fish soup silently, as if he had just said that Yan Mingyu had a small appetite not him.

Jia Xian touched his nose, took out a few pieces of paper from his arms, and placed it in front of Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin glanced at it and knew it was a contract for selling his body. He thought it was the contract of the person in charge of the village.

"This is the contract for the Zhuangzi's manager to sell his family. The manager's surname is Lou. The family is all loyal and honest people. They manage Zhuangzi and do their best."

Xiao Jin promised: "As long as they do their best, I will not treat it unfairly."

Jia Xian breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Manager Lou never spares his efforts in his family's work. The harvest of the village is very good. You can get a profit of 2,300 taels every year. If you catch up with the good weather, you can have more."

Two or three hundred taels of silver is enough for ordinary families to live a prosperous life, but Yan Mingyu was not satisfied. She only earned two or three hundred taels of land a thousand acres, and the utilization rate was too low. She had to find a way to improve the cultivation model of the village.
Chapter completed!