Starting from a thatched cottage, the farmer embarked on the road to wealth through imperial examina

Amid the family's anticipation, Ye Changyan returned to the Ye family farm.

"How's it going? Brother?"

Wu Lang jumped to Ye Changyan first, took Ye Changyan's arm and asked.

Seeing the family's eyes full of expectation and hope, Ye Changyan nodded solemnly.

Seeing Ye Changyan nod, the whole family's faces suddenly lit up with joy.

"Which one did they choose?"

Wu Lang was also present that day and had a certain understanding of the three plans proposed by his brother.

"It seems that you don't have enough confidence in our Rujixian."

"So they chose the third one?"

Wu Lang was skeptical, but when he saw his brother nodded, he jumped up immediately.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaozheng, Lian and Erniu all looked at Wulang, who was too excited, in confusion.

Lian hurriedly pulled Wulang aside and asked him, and Wulang then roughly told his family about the three plans.

"Did they really agree to our terms?"

Lian was a little bit unconvinced and wanted her eldest son to confirm it for her.

"Yes, they agreed and plan to officially launch the dishes cooked with Rujixian on the 15th of this month."

"that is really good!"

The whole family was immersed in endless joy. Thinking that they could really make money from these mushrooms, Lian, Erniu and Wulang were full of energy and they couldn't wait to go to the mountains to pick mushrooms.

Ye Xiaozheng was also staring at the mushrooms that had not yet completely dried. In his eyes, these mushrooms had long since turned into piles of copper coins.

These past few days, everyone in the Ye family seemed to be full of endless energy and were working very hard.

On the Double Ninth Festival, Lian took Erniu and Wulang and went into the mountains early again. Ye Changyan packed up and went out with the invitation and a small pottery jar.

In the invitation from Mr. Cai, Ye Changyan was invited to the Chu Garden in the north of Wanshou County to appreciate the chrysanthemums. Ye Changyan made inquiries along the way and finally arrived at the Chu Garden in the north of the city.

This Chu Garden is built at the foot of a mountain, surrounded by mountains and water. It looks quiet and secluded from a distance and is a good place for leisure.

Ye Changyan knocked on Chu Garden's door, and soon a man dressed as a servant opened the door.

Ye Changyan handed over the invitation. The servant took it, opened it and took a look, then walked into the yard to greet Ye Changyan with a polite look on his face.

As you enter the Chu Garden, you will see a screen wall in front of you. It is exquisitely built and beautifully carved, with auspicious words and eulogies engraved on both sides. It is very beautiful.

Walking around the screen wall and entering the courtyard, the scenery inside reminded Ye Changyan of the classical gardens he had visited in his previous life.

Following the servant and walking along the flower path under your feet, you will see a lotus pond. Although the lotus flowers have already withered, the remaining lotus pods and dead leaves have a unique charm.

There is a rockery in the center of the lotus pond. A lot of mosses grow on the rocky rockery. In the clear water of the lotus pond, you can see schools of fish playing in the water.

The lotus pond is surrounded by plants, adding a lot of color to the courtyard.

Following the servant, they soon arrived at the front hall.

"Mr. Ye, please come in."

The servant led Ye Changyan to the front hall and then retreated.

"Mr. Ye, come on, please come in."

The person who came out from the front hall was Liang Jingcheng. Liang Jingcheng greeted us warmly with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Liang, how are you?"

Ye Changyan simply returned the greeting and followed Liang Jingcheng into the front hall.

As soon as I entered the front hall, I saw an old man with white hair and beard leaning on the armchair in the hall, with his eyes closed, resting.

"Sir, Mr. Ye has arrived."

Liang Jingcheng called out softly to the old man sitting on the armchair, but the old man didn't react much. Liang Jingcheng raised his voice a little and called out again.

Only then did the old man on the armchair slowly open his eyes. Ye Changyan looked at him and found that the old man seemed to be in his seventies, which was considered a long-lived person in the modern world.

"Haha, I'm old, and my hearing isn't very good anymore."

The old man smiled, held the handle of the armchair and stood up from the backrest.

"Sir, this is the top new scholar in Wanshou County, Ye Changyan. Brother Ye, this is my master."

"Mr. Cai!"

Ye Changyan hurriedly bowed respectfully to Mr. Cai.

"You're welcome. You must be Ye Changyan. Come on, come forward and let me take a closer look."

As the old man spoke, he helped Ye Changyan to stand up and waved his hand to signal him to come forward.

Seeing that the master and disciple were looking at him with smiles on their faces, Ye Changyan took two steps forward with ease.

"You are indeed a young and handsome young man. Haha, come, come, sit down and have some tea."

Ye Changyan was not in a hurry to sit down, but took out the pottery jar he brought.

"This is my first time meeting Mr. Cai, but I have already accepted your gift. It is really rude. I have prepared a small gift today. I hope you will not despise it."

As he spoke, Ye Changyan handed the pottery jar to Mr. Cai. At this time, Mr. Cai's cloudy eyes seemed to be shining.

"But what about the clay pot mountain delicacies that have been making so much noise recently?"

Although Mr. Cai was recuperating in Chu Garden, he was aware of what was happening in the outside world. He knew that recently a wealthy gentry in Wanshou County was causing a stir because of a jar of delicacies.

"You are too kind, old man. These are just some homemade snacks."

"Come, come, let me have a taste. It is indeed as mysterious as the rumors say."

Mr. Cai ignored Ye Changyan's politeness. Instead, he became excited and eager to try.

Soon someone brought the tableware, and Mr. Cai couldn't wait to ask Ye Changyan to help scrape open the wax seal.

Ye Changyan used a spoon to scoop some fried chicken mushrooms from the ceramic jar into the dinner plate. Before he could put it on the small table beside him, Mr. Cai reached out his chopsticks, picked up a piece, and stuffed it into his mouth, which had only a few teeth left.

Mr. Cai's behavior made Ye Changyan doubt whether the person he saw was Mr. Zhang or Mr. Li. In any case, he was not like the Mr. Cai he had imagined.

As the chief executive of the highest educational institution in this dynasty, he seemed a little too casual. Just when Ye Changyan was still feeling strange, he heard Mr. Cai exclaiming.

"It's really delicious. It seems the rumors are not without reason!"

As he spoke, Mr. Cai picked up another piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ye Changyan was about to say something modest, but before he could say anything, he saw Mr. Cai looking at him kindly with a gentle tone.

"My dear young man, the taste of your mountain delicacies is indeed impeccable. Can I have a deal with you?"

Ye Changyan looked at Mr. Cai with a puzzled look on his face, thinking that he was going to ask him for more delicacies. He had anticipated this on the way here and had his own plan for how to deal with it.

But what he never expected was that the words that came out of Mr. Cai's mouth almost broke Ye Changyan's defense.

"Can you make this wild delicacy more digestible? I'm worried that my remaining two teeth will be broken!"