These few brave beggars beat broken bowls with bones, humming and singing "Lotus Falling" at the gate of the Pavilion of Everlasting Regret.
When Hu Yunjiao heard this, Liu Mei picked up the broom and said, "You are looking for death!"
A broom flew up and beat them hard, and beat these ignorant beggars away.
Beggars are generally rough and resistant to beatings, but under Hu Yunjiao's broom, they jumped straight while clutching their butts, and grinned when they ran far away.
This can be regarded as Hu Yunjiao showing mercy. With her profound energy in her body, it is easy to break her bones and tendons when hitting someone.
Fortunately, today is an auspicious day for the opening of the business, otherwise the beaten beggar would have to lie down for half a month at the lightest.
Wu Zhe also felt like his veins were throbbing when he heard the beggars sang about the falling of the lotus.
Who wants to invest and start their own business, and be sung like this
Especially Miss Huang, who was on the opposite side, was obviously smiling with her lips covered.
Zong Zhilian and Hu Yunshang shook their heads, and the beggars ran to the door of the newly opened shop to sing bad news, which was not a sign of making money.
The opening of the store is the same as the number of congratulatory guests and friends. The custom is that the more beggars come, the more wealth there is, and the shop owner will not chase people away.
But it's really rare for this kind of people to come to the door to bad-mouth the lotus. It was also because Lady Huang threw out copper coins twice as a reward, and they hoped to gain more joy from Lady Huang, the owner of Lady Pavilion.
Some beggars did such unruly things in order to arouse the hostility between the two families for profit.
Some idle people shouted loudly across the street: "The general here is here, but the other side is chasing money!"
Some children also rushed out again, clapping their hands and shouting in agreement.
Miss Huang and her entourage laughed wantonly when they heard that the children did the same.
When Hu Yunjiao came back with the broom in her hand, she also realized that she had behaved improperly. With an aggrieved look on her face, she wanted to apologize to Wu Zhe and the others: "Ah... I'm a little dizzy. Really..."
Hu Yunjiao beat the bad-mouthing beggar. Although it won't be criticized by others, the unlucky thing like driving people away after opening the business is caused by it.
Wu Zhe shouted: "It's okay, it's okay. If I couldn't stand up, I would have beat them with you."
After saying this, Wu Zhe stretched out his hands towards the beggars who ran away in the distance, and compared two index fingers pointing down.
This is a way of despising you, Wu Zhe's habit of reminiscing about another world.
But it seems that it should be facing the lady's pavilion, right
"What does this mean?" Hu Yunjiao asked.
Wu Zhe repeated: "Express contempt."
"Is that so?" Hu Yunjiao stretched out her hand and tried to compare.
"Don't face me, haha, face the outside."
"Ms. Huang must have instigated these beggars to make trouble." Hu Yunjiao followed suit, stretched out both index fingers, and waved downward: "I despise you."
She was facing the direction of Lady Pavilion. Wu Zhe also smiled and gestured.
With Wu Zhe making such a mess, the atmosphere in Changhen Pavilion eased a little.
On the opposite side, Huang Shunv vaguely watched what Wu Zhe was doing here, and probably could tell that it was not a good move, so they imitated finger gestures towards this side together.
Zong Zhilian looked at the excitement on the opposite side, and sighed: "I made a mistake, I forgot to open the door according to the rules. After all, we have no experience in doing business. The profit on the other side is heavy again. No wonder some beggars would do this."
Wu Zhe asked, "Rishe?"
"It's the benefits and rewards from the other side."
Hu Yunshang also said: "I should bring a shopkeeper from home."
Zong Zhilian shook his head: "Your family is a weapon maker, which is different from the Huang family's way of doing business in the cloth business."
At this time, a young man came in and took a bag of things.
Just as Wu Zhe and the others were overjoyed, they heard the young man ask, "Which one is Miss Xiao Ruoyao?"
"I am."
The servant hurriedly presented the small package and announced the name of his Mo family: "Our Miss Mo family said that the shop opened today, and we should have come to congratulate it. However, due to the fact that a friend is holding a share opposite, it is not convenient to show up, so I can only offer you A little congratulations."
Wu Zhe took a look and saw that it was a standard opening gift. Not expensive and not meager, about twenty taels of silver is just the right auspicious silver ingot. Mo Xichou signed the gift list.
The servant said again: "Miss also said that she can only excuse that she is sick, and please forgive me, so she simply didn't come here."
"I can only excuse that I'm sick?" Hu Yunjiao asked in surprise.
"Yes, the young lady asked me to spread the word on purpose." The boy said.
Everyone also understood Mo Cainv's intentions.
Wu Zhe thanked the boy and asked him to convey his thanks.
After the servant left, Zong Zhilian sighed, "It's hard for her."
"This Mo Xichou is not bad." Zong Zhilian said, waving his fan.
Everyone nodded. She deserves to be called a talented woman.
In Wu Zhe's half-distressed situation, not only did he come to visit him, but he even gave him a congratulatory gift when he opened the business.
It's just that there are shares of Lin Chaoying, Wei Ling and others on the opposite side, so she can't come to congratulate any party in person, so she can only say that she is sick at home.
The boy left, Wu Zhe and the others looked at the street again.
Several people felt more clearly that the area of East Avenue was somewhat clearly divided into two parts.
The Everlasting Regret Pavilion is deserted.
On the other side of Lady's Pavilion, however, it was lively and festive.
"Come and see, come and see. General Hexi's shop is really popular!"
Several young men arranged by Miss Huang at the door of the shop shouted loudly.
Many neighbors and merchants' wives have already gone shopping.
On Wu Zhe's side, they didn't even set off firecrackers.
Wu Zhe could hear everything clearly.
In this era, generals, high officials, especially Xuanwu female generals are equivalent to idols, and have a great influence on the purchasing power of ordinary people.
And comparing the two, Wu Zhe's Pavilion of Everlasting Regret is really... unbelievable!
Hu Yunjiao stomped her feet and said anxiously: "I'll go find that dead eunuch!"
Zong Zhilian looked at Wu Zhe, and felt a little impatient.
The shadow of the sundial's needle is getting shorter and shorter, and the time for at most two or three cups of tea is almost noon!
"Hey? Someone is here again?" Hu Yunshang called out.
Zong Zhilian and others hurriedly tiptoed to see.
In fact, the ground floor of Changhen Pavilion is very high, already much higher than the ground, so there is no need to stand on tiptoe. But the anxious mood in everyone's heart was shown.
"There is really a carriage. But there is no gong to clear the way?" Hu Yunjiao, who was on tiptoe, told Wu Zhe who was sitting on the cart.
Zong Zhilian said: "There is no sounding of the gong, which means that the status is not as good as that of General Qi. But it is not bad to have someone come to save us some face."
Hu Yun said sadly: "Business can't just rely on a day or two. In the future, we can earn a reputation based on our good products, and we will see the truth in a few months."
Obviously, they have basically given up hope for the situation that just opened.
Miss Huang also saw it.
Then, Lady Huang, Wu Zhe and others standing on both sides of the street pavilion were surprised to find that...
This is not a carriage, but a donkey cart!
Pulling the cart was a small dark brown donkey with long ears dangling constantly. Not only is it much thinner than a horse, but it is also covered in mixed hair, and the hair is prickly, obviously it is not a good donkey breed.
On the front board of the donkey cart, there was an old driver in a gray robe, listlessly holding a broken whip on his shoulder, as if he was in a half-doze.
The body of the donkey cart is quite long, twice as long as an ordinary cart. The outside of the carriage was wrapped in blue flower rags, and the inside could not be seen, there should be people sitting there.
"It doesn't look like someone celebrating the opening, just happened to pass by?" Hu Yunjiao asked suspiciously.
Huang Shunv and others on the opposite side saw that it was a donkey cart, and ignored it immediately, and went to their own business.
Wu Zhe and the others also had no hope, and even began to consider going to the little eunuch to remind them.
Wu Zhe began to feel a little uneasy: Could it be that the suzerain heard the news and went to find Mo Shiren? Tell him not to help anymore
Bounce, Bounce—although the donkey cart is slow, it is coming soon.
Such a donkey cart slowly stopped in the middle of the street between Lady Pavilion and Changhen Pavilion.
"Hey! Don't stop your car here!" A clerk from Lady's Pavilion saw it, and immediately wanted to drive the donkey cart away.
The old coachman in his sixties didn't lift his eyes, his head was bouncing, as if he had fallen asleep.
The curtain of the donkey carriage was lifted, and a young man poked his head out: "Brother, please ask me, is the Changhen Pavilion on Dongdajie here?"
This young man is only about ten years old, with starry eyes and brows, and eyes full of energy.
But on the left and right sides of his cheeks, a piece of feces-yellow dog skin plaster was pasted, and the position of the plaster was crooked, which ruined the beauty of the whole face.
The man was taken aback for a moment, and secretly exclaimed that the sores on his face are so pitiful. Seeing the politeness of his question, the clerk quickly pointed to the opposite side and replied: "Look at that, it's a miserable shop with no customers."
"Thanks!" The young man with the plaster face got out of the car.
"Do you want to buy makeup powder?" The man wondered. Why are you only asking about the Pavilion of Everlasting Regret
The plaster-faced young man replied heartily: "Hey, no, I'm sending a plaque and couplets to Changhen Pavilion."
The clerk was overjoyed when he heard it, and turned his head to call out to Lady Huang who was greeting the guests, "Master! Master! The plaque and couplets of the Pavilion of Everlasting Regret have been delivered!"
Lady Huang and others rushed to see the excitement, only to hear this fellow say loudly on purpose:
"The plaque and couplets in the Pavilion of Everlasting Regret were delivered by a donkey cart! The delivery person was a man with two dog-skin plasters on his face!"
There was a moment of silence in the street pavilion, and soon there was a burst of laughter.
At this time, the young man with the plastered face had already got off the donkey cart, and many people were surprised to find that he was holding something in his arms.
It was a dog!
A yellow dog with its eyes closed and most of its body wrapped in the young man's pocket
"What's the smell?" The man suddenly covered his nose.
Those who got closer noticed that there was a strange rancid smell emanating from the young man with the plastered face.
Many people around felt the pungent smell and wanted to vomit, so they immediately backed away in a big circle.
The plaster-faced young man was hugging the dog, and at the bottom of the steps, facing up to Wu Zhe and the others, he reluctantly cupped his hands slightly and said, "Dare to ask, is this building the Everlasting Regret Pavilion that is going to open today?"
Zong Zhilian took the lead and said, "Exactly."
"Ah! Don't say that you brought us a plaque!" Hu Yunjiao, who was next to him, hugged his head and screamed: "The opposite is the general's congratulations. Our donkey cart is here to send the plaque. I can't afford to lose that person. ..." (to be continued.)