Chapter 49 My sword is not at all disadvantage!

It was approaching noon.

All the children of the Sheng family returned to the tent.

As the elders were not at home and there happened to be two tents, Yang Wenyuan separated the men and women and had their meals in separate tents.

After the meal, everyone was a little tired from walking around in the morning, so they talked in their own tents.

"What? You all met Brother Xian from the Marquis of Fuchang Mansion this morning?"

Listening to everyone recounting the fun things they had done in the morning, Molan immediately grasped the key points.

All the people in the tent actually met Rong Xian from the Fuchang Marquis' Mansion, except himself.

Rulan snorted and turned her head to ask, "What do you mean Brother Xian? You two have never met each other, why are you calling him so affectionately?"

As long as Molan opens the mouth, whenever there is an opportunity, Ru·Duidui·Lan will definitely come online on time.

"Rulan, stop talking. Sister Molan treats people with such enthusiasm. If you treat people like this in the future, no one will say anything to you."

Hearing this, Rulan glanced at Molan lightly with a hint of sarcasm in her words.

"I can't learn this. The daughter of the Wang family can't inherit this thing in her bones."

"you!"

Molan pointed at Rulan with her index finger, but after looking at the personnel arrangement in the tent, she held back.

Hualan will definitely stand on Rulan's side, Minglan will not help her either, let alone Yang Ruijin.

Being in a weak position against others is not an option, so I had to say something harsh.

"You are so lazy that you can't learn even if you want to!"

Ru Lan snorted, "Whoever wants to learn it, you guys in Lin Qi Pavilion should figure it out on your own!"

Minglan was eating calmly on the side, apparently not affected by the verbal battle between Rulan and Molan.

Growing up, she had gotten used to the conflicts between her two sisters and automatically blocked out the quarrels as background noise.

Minglan's expression was calm, but Yang Rujin, who was standing next to her, had bright eyes and a look of excitement.

The Yang family was not prosperous to begin with, and Yang Ruijin was the youngest girl in the family. She had been living a life of luxury and had grown up in the love of everyone. She had never seen such a scene before and found it interesting. Her eyes were full of excitement and she wished she could go on the field and "fight" herself to test her own skills.

My sword is never at a disadvantage!

Hua Landai frowned and said softly but with an unquestionable tone: "Okay, we are all family, so don't say those polite words."

Hualan is still very dignified at home.

After these words were spoken, Rulan and Molan pursed their lips and stopped arguing.

Hualan came out to control the situation, and such an interesting scene disappeared immediately. Yang Ruijin seemed to see the shadow of her mother, Mrs. Chen, in Hualan.

Different from the noise here, the atmosphere in the next tent is very harmonious.

As the main spokesperson, Chang Feng excitedly told Yang Wenyuan and Chang Bai about the interesting things that happened during the morning's game of pitching pots. He was very happy and excited about his success in breaking into the circle of nobles.

Yang Wenyuan and Changbai were both very considerate. Although they were not interested in Changfeng's topic, seeing that he was very interested, they did not want to interrupt him. They responded from time to time to keep the atmosphere from getting dull.

As they were talking, Yang Rujin suddenly shouted in surprise from outside the tent, "It's snowing!"

"Snowing?"

The three people in the tent looked at each other, then quickly stood up and went outside.

There were many people standing outside at this time.

All the officials and their wives in the tents walked out and looked at the first snow in the sky. Yang Wenyuan looked up and saw that the sky was covered with fine snow like rabbit hair, falling from the empty sky and blending into the earth without a trace.

"Auspicious snow means a good harvest. This is really a very good omen!"

Following Mrs. Wu's clear cheers, the scene suddenly became lively, with everyone's face beaming with smiles.

Since it was snowing, the polo match in the afternoon could not be held. The ladies said hello to each other and returned to their own tents to gather their children and prepare to return.

The noble sons were naturally unhappy about not having polo to play, as they were already not having fun. But there was no point in them being unhappy. Just as they were about to complain, they were suppressed by their mothers on the spot and taken back.

Mrs. Chen came back, followed by Wang Ruofu who was walking leisurely.

It seems that the conversation between the few people just now was very pleasant, otherwise Wang Ruofu's face would not be so full of joy.

The two families said hello to each other, and when everyone gathered, they got in their own carriages and left the polo field.

In the Yang family carriage.

Yang Ruijin was so excited that she kept grabbing Yang Wenyuan's sleeve.

"Cousin, it's snowing!"

"Yeah, I know." Yang Wenyuan nodded calmly.

“It’s snowing!”

Seeing that Yang Wenyuan was still playing dumb, Yang Rujin pouted her lips and said in dissatisfaction, "Cousin, you promised before that you would take out the interesting things you made after the snow fell, but now you are not keeping your word?"

"Look, I'm in a hurry!"

Mrs. Chen next to them also became interested after listening to what happened. She wanted to know what interesting things Yang Wenyuan had prepared. But when she saw that Yang Wenyuan was still keeping it a secret, she couldn't help but glare at him.

Could you please speak properly and stop being a riddle teller?

However, it’s not that Yang Wenyuan is deliberately keeping it a secret, it’s just that the thing hasn’t been produced yet!
That’s right, what Yang Wenyuan wanted to create was the final product of Leaf Game, Mahjong.

As for the materials of mahjong.

Yang Wenyuan inspected the treasury of the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion, and finally, based on the idea of ​​being rich and powerful, he chose ivory with its elegant white and delicate texture and mellow texture.

In fact, the thing had already been carved by the craftsmen in the mansion a few days ago, and only the final coloring part remained, but there was a problem with this part.

Yang Wenyuan discovered that in order to make good saddles for good horses, the craftsmen used cinnabar, a noble raw material among the red colors at that time, for coloring!
This operation immediately stunned Yang Wenyuan.

Wow, you actually dyed the mahjong cards with cinnabar. Don’t you know that people’s hands are supposed to touch the cards?
Uh, well, it seems like they really don't know.

After all, it was impossible for Yang Wenyuan to explain everything to them.

However, Yang Wenyuan quickly asked Changqing to destroy this batch of mahjong and take out new ivory from the warehouse to make mahjong.

As for the raw material for dyeing, it was also changed to madder.

This delay, coupled with the sudden snowfall today, meant that even if the craftsmen were more skilled, it would be impossible for them to finish the work so quickly.

Faced with the two women's eager eyes, Yang Wenyuan could only say awkwardly, "I keep my word, but there was an accident in the middle, so it will be a few days later."

"Keep your word?"

Yang Ruijin raised her head to look at Yang Wenyuan and shook her head slightly. Everything was said without words.

"I have already promised Sister Feiyan that I will take her out to play when it snows."

"I can't see anything. Who told you to speak so fast?" Yang Wenyuan whispered.

But he saw that Mrs. Chen was also glaring at him, and thought to himself:
"Well, they are indeed mother and daughter."

(End of this chapter)