The Identity of the Real Rich Man Can’t Be Hidden

   Chapter 302 Deliberately to please you

An Yan is drawing a beautiful face. She didn't think of it suddenly. She made it carefully because it was useful, and used new techniques and formulas. Now it is almost done, and she is doing the final eyebrow painting for her. Hong, she really is an unparalleled beauty.

   In this world, almost no one's face can surpass her, even An Yan himself is a little worse.

  The old man came in outside the house. He always looked happy and said, "City Lord, the desserts and fruits are ready, do you want to move in now?"

  An Yan finally admired her masterpiece again, then looked at her watch and said, "Wait for a while, in another half an hour, you will let them serve it, lest the sour plum soup lose its air-conditioning and become unpleasant."

   "Who is the city lord preparing to entertain?" The old man was a little curious after all. He just kept the servants busy for a while and made a lot of new-style desserts, fearing that he was going to welcome a big man.

   "It's not about entertaining anyone, but it's also an important matter. Go ahead and give your order. In the evening, there will be a banquet and more fresh dishes. Don't save on ingredients." An Yan ordered again.

   "That's right, we don't have to save, we can afford it." The old man nodded again and again and asked, "The city owner should be able to live longer when he comes back this time." The old man smiled and said to her.

   "It won't be long, it will only last for two days. What's the matter with you?" An Yan asked him, carefully putting her face away.

"The wives arena has already been set up, and those people are urging them to ask when it will start, but I can't decide. I will ask the city owner when it will start." The old man said, and reported to her, "A total of 666 Nineteen."

   "Yo, that's quite a lot." An Yan chuckled.

   "It's not a lot, it's too much, and now there are still postings from time to time." The old man sighed softly, but he was still looking forward to it.

   "When will I start asking Li Rongsen? He's been busy recently. Let's wait until he's been busy for a while. In addition, these people need to be screened."

   "It's time to screen, otherwise Xicheng won't be able to live anymore."

   "Didn't Li Rongsen order a lot of small buildings to be built, and they can't live there?" An Yan asked.

   "I can't live there, there are too many people, let them all live in Huashe Mountain and the North Courtyard, I guess they are also making a lot of money." The old man felt that it was a pity, otherwise Xicheng would be a big business to make money.

   "Why, all the people who come here are from outside the city?" An Yan asked again, she really underestimated Li Rongsen, all the people in the corner of Gala came, so he was really charming.

   "I don't know where those people came from. Most of the people who were posted are never heard of, and I don't know what they look like." The old man felt that the situation of this event was unprecedented.

   The election of the city lord of Xicheng in that year may not have been so lively.

  An Yan thought for a while and said, "Okay, I know, I have to think about it."

"City Lord, all the clothes you want are ready, and they were brought from the North Court. The weavers there are the best and know how to weave clothes into luxurious splendours. They are all beautiful and extraordinary." The old man heard this. An Yan wanted top-quality fabrics, so she made a special trip to the North Court to ask for advice, and she was notoriously extravagant and wasteful.

   "Bring them all in, hang them on the shelf, and I'll look at them one by one." An Yan instructed, taking a sip from the tea cup.

  The old man immediately asked the servants to take them up carefully, and hung them all on the hangers, a total of 20 pieces.

  An Yan touched the sleeves lightly, and found that it was woven with gold threads, and the pattern shone with gold in the sunlight, and said, "How much did it cost?"

   "10,000 taels of gold, but the new head of the North Court only charged 5,000 taels, half for sale and half for free." The old man said with a smile.

   "He still only accepts gold, not money?" An Yan thinks that Bei Mo should get used to opening a bank card, but he still accepts gold.

"The new head of the Beiyuan said that he wanted to save some gold. What he said, I have no problem. Anyway, we have no shortage of gold in the West City." But it was gradually converted into bank remittance, which is also Mr. Li's idea, he said to try to save all the gold."

   "That's exactly what I said." An Yan nodded, thinking that Li Rongsen was well thought out.

   "If there is nothing else, I will go to arrange a dinner party." The old man said and left.

   "I asked you to get the dim sum from the North Courtyard, but it was delivered?" An Yan remembered this.

  The old man also had doubts about this matter. In the end, who was the chief entertainer? He even ran all the way to the North Court to get a nod. He said, "I sent them there just now. They haven't arrived yet, so they need some time."

"Okay, let's go down first." An Yan nodded, then went back to continue drawing on the face mask on her hand, then put her on the table, and when the rouge on top was completely dry, she went over to the hanger to look at the clothes, ready to be refined. Pick two that fit best.

   But in fact, you don’t have to choose, every piece is good.

   It has been half an hour, and I saw the people serving the desserts and fruits according to the old man's instructions, and seeing Yan Qingqiu striding in, they said to him: "You came on time, not bad at all."

"I took a nap, and I've been very busy recently. I have nothing to do except sleep. I'm going to have a problem." Yan Qingqiu yawned as he spoke, and when he saw the snacks on the table, he asked, "You One person can't finish it."

   "Naturally you can't finish it, you can sit down and eat a piece." An Yan motioned him to sit down.

  Yan Qingqiu is not polite, and he found that the cakes on the table are all his favorites, which is very strange, maybe it was specially prepared for him, but he didn't ask.

But An Yan asked him: "It's delicious, I remember you like these the most." Su Yu pointed to one of the pastries and said, "No, this is your favorite in the North Court, I specially ordered them to do the same. Make a plate and see if the taste is similar."

   "It's much worse." Yan Qingqiu blurted out.

   And An Yan was not annoyed, only said: "I have already told them to go to the North Court to pick it up, and it will be delivered in a while, and it will definitely suit your appetite."

   She just finished speaking when she saw a servant coming with a pastry box. He stood at the door and said, "City Lord, the things brought from the North Courtyard have arrived."

  An Yan waved at him and said, "Bring it in."

   There are several small snacks in the food box, all of which are the characteristics of Beiyuan, and they are placed on the table one by one.

  Yan Qingqiu had stopped holding the cake in his hand, looked at An Yan with a puzzled face, and asked, "An Yan, are you trying to please me?"

   "Hey, you actually saw it out." An Yan was a little disappointed, with a little teasing look on his face.

   "An Yan!" Yan Qingqiu stood up immediately, wiped her mouth, and said, "What are you going to do, are you trying to force me to do some shameless evil."

   "Look at you, sit down." An Yan motioned him to sit down and said, pointed to the pastry on the plate, and said, "Eat a piece of cake before talking. How often have I hurt you?"

"You never hurt me before, but now you want to attack me." Yan Qingqiu didn't sit down, he just stood, but the cakes on the table were so tempting, he stood to eat, picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth .

  An Yan smiled, brought him the sour plum soup, and said, "Hey, this is just right, you can take a sip."

   "I don't want to drink, tell me what's the matter, don't let me hang in my heart." Although Yan Qingqiu said so, he still couldn't help taking a sip. It was really delicious.

   "You sit down, don't you get tired of eating while standing." An Yan laughed at him.

   "I don't sit."

   "Anyway, you've eaten everything, you won't do it if you don't listen to me. Hurry up and sit down and eat." An Yan pretended to be stern and scolded him.

   (end of this chapter)