Ninetieth bowl of soup (seven)
He looked innocent, but actually he was a bit vicious. Qing Huan quickly returned to the table, "Don't worry about her, we're here for dinner today, so we don't need to disturb people we don't like."
Waiting for the shopkeeper was busy in the kitchen, the waiter served the dishes over and over again, Shui Han and Cong Xia were also ordered to sit down to eat together, halfway through the meal, Chengji also came, so the waiting shopkeeper's table dishes turned out to be nothing remain. Although the little prince couldn't speak, he still had a round belly after eating. Even the milk cat in Qing Huan's arms was lying on the table, taking a piece from the owner's bowl from time to time, eating it with great joy.
After the meal, the shopkeeper was reluctant to let the lady go, and then begged the lady to let him go back to the house and be an honest cook. He wanted to cook for his lady, in return for her kindness! Qing Huan said with a smile: "Old Hou, you went back with me. The apprentices under your command have not been trained yet. Who will guard the eighteenth floor for me? I don't feel relieved to leave it to others."
Ruan Yi carried Qing Huan into the carriage, looked at Lao Lei Zongheng and couldn't help but promise that he would guard the shopkeeper on the 18th floor, and couldn't help chuckling. The first time he saw the shopkeeper, he was not an old man. Like this. His upper body was shirtless, his voice was like thunder and his eyes were like copper bells, he was so fierce, who could tell that he was the God of Cooking? Now more than ten years have passed, and he has become such a benevolent look, I really don't know whether it is because Qing Huan is powerful, or because he is a big hearted old man and fat. After all, this figure has doubled horizontally, and it seems that one buttock can kill people. However, when Ms. Zhao asked someone to beat him up, the speed at which he dodged, you can still see that the old man's sword is not old.
People who are full of food and drink are prone to sleepiness, and the snow has stopped. Seeing that the end of the year is approaching, every household is busy. Qing Huan raised the curtain and took a look outside, and said to Ruan Yi, "Come with me this year."
"Okay." He didn't intend to go back.
The two were talking in the carriage, and the little prince listened obsessively with his eyes wide open. Seeing him like this, Ruan Yi couldn't help feeling a little pity in his heart, so he peeled oranges for him, half for the little prince, and half for Qing Huan. Xia watched from the side and smiled. Shui Han, who was driving outside, was busy exchanging feelings with his senior brother whom he hadn't seen for five years, so he didn't pay attention to what happened inside, otherwise she couldn't help but sigh when she saw it. You said that these two are in love with each other, Who would believe that there is no love between men and women
Since there is love, why are they not together? It really made her hair turn gray!
When it was time to get a stick of incense from the 18th floor to Xu's Mansion, Qing Huan was still in the carriage teaching the little prince how to play Nine Rings, when he heard Shui Han's sound of parking the car, and said: "Miss, that poor scholar is here again."
Qing Huan: "..." Damn it.
What she said before was that a merchant's daughter was beautiful, talented, rich, and she was born as a merchant. Most people in Dayu thought it was lowly, and she didn't even have the qualifications to be a scholar's wife. Similarly, because of their poor backgrounds, most merchant women want to marry into a noble or scholarly family in order to improve their status and enhance their status.
Qing Huan was not one of them, but she couldn't resist someone wanting her to do this. Those members of the Xu family wanted to embezzle the Xu family's property when she was young, and after being taught a lesson by her, they refused to learn the lesson and wanted to take advantage of her. Later, as she grew older, she had loyal servants by her side, and her methods were much more severe. These people did not dare to provoke her anymore, and they all respected her when they saw her, so they set their minds on her lifelong affairs. After all, although Qing Huan looked fifteen or sixteen years old, she was actually much older, with a bad family background, so it was impossible for her to marry a good family.
No one knows how big the Xu family's family business is except the people in the power center, including the Xu clan. This is what Qing Huan did deliberately, there is no need to let irrelevant people know her strength, so as not to cause trouble in the future. But at the same time, she subtly let the emperor and others know that she is not easy to provoke, which is also the reason why she does not show affection and no one dares to criticize her. When Ruan Yi had just left, she had no intention of meeting someone in the Hou's mansion, and heard the young lady from the Hou's mansion speak harshly, showing her ability to curse. Han was beaten into a pig's head in public, losing all face.
Not only that, Qing Huan also ruined the marriage she had already agreed upon, and now the eldest lady is in her twenties, and she is still an old girl who can't get married. Every time Qing Huan is mentioned, it is full of gnashing of teeth and cursing.
The eldest lady felt sorry for her daughter, so she went to the palace to sue the imperial court. Unfortunately, the emperor didn't care about this matter, and didn't interfere in this marriage.
After that, the doctor realized that Qing Huan was really not easy to mess with, and never dared to speak ill of Ruan Yi publicly.
It's a pity that no matter how powerful Qing Huan is, she can't stand against someone who is not afraid of death. She feels that she has a bad background and is a lowly businessman, so it is difficult for her to be elegant, so she pretends that I want to marry you to give you face and you are worthy of it You should kneel down and kowtow nine times, be overjoyed, hurry up and marry me, and then give me all your property for my face, and pester you every now and then.
This Fang Xiucai who is currently blocking the gate of the Xu Mansion is one of them.
After ten years of hard work, he passed the exam to be a scholar, and then... he has always been a scholar. He is proud and feels that he reads sage books and is different from ordinary people, so he looks down on others, and even looks down on businessmen who are full of money. But even though he looks down on him, he still has to live a life. Doesn't one of these firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea cost money? Talented people like romance, but if they don't have money, how can they be romance
Don't say money smells bad, but money smells good too.
Then for some reason, he suddenly fell in love with Qing Huan.
About two years ago, Qing Huan went out on a whim, and went to the store for a surprise inspection. The shopkeepers were all her confidantes, and they were all very happy to see the young lady. They all knew that the young lady was in poor health, and it was difficult to go out on weekdays. Don't you think highly of yourself when you come to the shop
It just so happened that Fang Xiucai came to buy rice, and he squeezed two tangles of money. Who knew that the price of rice had risen, and he immediately became unhappy. Behind the screen, Qing Huan thought this man was funny, so she stood there motionless, not saying to buy, or not to buy, just blocking the road, as if waiting for Xiaoer to take the initiative to lower the price—what a joke, they Xu’s Rice Shop The price is already the lowest, very affordable, okay? The prime minister's mansion next door came to buy several thousand catties of rice and they didn't give a discount. How could they give a poor scholar a loss
Qing Huan realized that she hadn't smiled like this for a long time, and she was in a good mood immediately, so she asked someone to give it to him at the original price.
She was really just saying it casually, and what she meant was just this time, not the next time. How could Xiao Er listen to her very well, and then Fang Xiucai always offered a low price when he came to buy rice, this is very serious. When Fang Xiucai heard that the price was ordered by the young lady herself, she immediately became complacent. After going home, she fell asleep and thought over it over and over again, and got an answer that made him feel confident: This young lady of the Xu family must be happy with him. !
He doesn't think that he is wishful thinking at all, he is a scholar anyway, although he passed the examination as a scholar in ten years, but he is a late bloomer, and he will always have a future, presumably Miss Xu is interested in this.
Then he looked at his dilapidated yard. The reed quilt that the old lady still covered in winter didn't keep her warm, and she couldn't eat meat during festivals. He is a self-proclaimed scholar, and he is unwilling to lower his status to sell calligraphy and painting at a stall on the street. He relies on his mother to raise chickens and sell eggs for a living. The scholar's robe has been patched countless times, and only one can be worn out. Such a poor life is extremely difficult, so he is extremely thin, with protruding cheekbones. He was barely a handsome young man at first, but now he looks like a man ghost.
Fang Xiucai told his mother about the fact that Miss Xu's family liked him. His old mother's eyes were shining and she caught him, trembling with excitement: "My son... do you know how rich the Xu family is?!"
Then Balabala said a lot, the land of the Xu family is paved with gold, the servants of the Xu family wash their mouths with bird's nest, the wealth of the Xu family is comparable to that of the enemy, in general, the Xu family is rich and rich, very rich ! If Fang Xiucai married Miss Xu's family, then the two of them would no longer have to raise chickens and sell eggs for a living!
Fang Xiucai thought about it all night, and felt that what his mother said was reasonable. Regardless of how Ms. Xu was born, as long as she has money, although it is a bit low for a scholar like herself, it is barely acceptable. At worst, he will take in a few more aunts in the future, which can be regarded as compensation for himself.
So with a heart of kindness, he asked the matchmaker of the neighbor's house to go to Xu's mansion to propose marriage.
Who knew that the matchmaker didn't even enter the door!
Fang Xiucai thought, did the lady not know that it was he who proposed the marriage? If he knew it was him, he would definitely agree, right? He sighed in his heart, looking down on Miss Xu's family quite a bit, after all, she is a merchant woman, petty. That's all, he'll go through the whole thing himself.
It's useless to know that he came in person, still can't even get in the door.
Since then, he has come and gone every three to five times, more often than wind and rain. Because he can't marry anyone other than Ms. Xu, the daughter of the butcher's family next door has a lot of dowry to marry. Much dowry.
With all his heart attached to Qing Huan, he had confidence from nowhere, thinking that as long as Miss Xu saw him, she would definitely marry him. Those who blocked him had ulterior motives, they were all slavish slaves, and they didn't want to see other people's kindness. When he marries Miss Xu as his wife, he will definitely ask Miss Xu to sell all these people away!
When Qing Huan heard that Fang Xiucai had come again, she couldn't help but touch her forehead: "This guy... by the way, has the rice price been changed?"
"I changed it back a long time ago." Cong Xia said, "This poor man even made a fuss, saying that he wants you to sell the shopkeeper's."
The shopkeeper is a subordinate and not a slave, and the lady who follows the lady is voluntary and has no contract of contract. She sells them one by one, and the lady doesn't drag her.
well. Qing Huan sighed and lost a lot of money.