After being dragged around by the old shopkeeper for a long time, Jiang Miao finally got away. The last time he took Little Stone to buy clothes, he just tried the ready-made clothes on himself and bought them when he thought they were about right. Anyway, it didn't matter if the clothes were a little big, he could still wear other things inside.
"Do you have to measure every time you buy clothes?" Jiang Miao asked. How painful that must be!
Pei Che saw that he looked devastated, so he smiled and said, "The needlework room in the mansion has a size for everyone. Adults don't need to measure often, but children need to be measured once a month."
"Oh, I forgot you all do it at home." Jiang Miao said angrily. He didn't understand the world of the rich. Besides, no one in modern times should keep an embroiderer at home, right? But speaking of it, it seems that most women in ancient times could cut their own clothes. Jiang Miaomu, who only knew how to sew, was amazed. Buying cloth was much cheaper than buying clothes.
"The embroiderer at home is more skilled, but it takes a long time, so I brought you here to buy clothes." Pei Che thought he minded, so he explained. This shop is the fastest, and it can produce several sets in five days. According to the servants, they hired dozens of embroiderers to work together.
Before Jiang Miao could respond, a man suddenly came over, clasped his fists and saluted Pei Che, saying, "Master, the person has been found and arrested."
Pei Che nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, where is the person?"
"It's in the yard not far from here."
Pei Che asked him to wait, then walked over to Jiang Miao and looked down at his face. He found that the swelling had subsided, but it was still a little bruised. Jiang Miao felt a little uncomfortable with his sudden approach, so he shrank back.
"What?" he asked fiercely, trying to hide his embarrassment.
Pei Che was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was wrong: "Sorry, I just wanted to see your injury."
"Ah? Oh, it's okay. Although the doctor's medicine is expensive, the medicine is still very good. I applied it yesterday and the swelling is gone today." Jiang Miao wanted to take back the idea that he was a rip-off. This was clearly a miracle doctor.
"Do you want to know who sent them here?"
Jiang Miao's eyes lit up: "Did you find out?" When Pei Che specifically asked about this yesterday, Jiang Miao wanted to see if they, as rich people, could find out. Otherwise, he would be very unhappy to suffer this inexplicable injustice.
"Not yet," Pei Che said before Jiang Miao had time to feel disappointed, "but my people have caught the person who fought with you yesterday."
"Take me to see it quickly, I want to ask them what they want to do!" Jiang Miao rubbed his hands, ready to vent his anger.
The sudden vulgar words made Pei Che slightly stunned, and then he felt that the words that he usually thought were vulgar were not difficult to accept when spoken by Jiang Miao, and he even found them quite interesting.
Several people followed the guard to a yard. The door was wide open and they could hear mumbling sounds from inside, as if someone was gagged.
Jiang Miao walked quickly inside and saw several people tied up like chickens on the ground. All of them had their mouths gagged and were calling for help outside with terrified faces.
"Hey, that's the guy!" Jiang Miao was impressed by the skinny monkey on the ground.
Pei Che glanced over, and the guard stepped forward and pulled the cloth out of the skinny monkey's mouth. The man immediately begged for mercy: "Sir, spare my life! I don't know how I have offended you, sirs. Please let me go, and I will kowtow to you!"
"You have such a bad memory that you forgot about me?" Jiang Miao walked up to him and squatted down, pressing his swollen cheek with his hand, causing the skinny monkey to scream in pain and shout, "It's you!"
"Yes, it's me! Why isn't it time for you to smash my stall? Where's that incredible energy?" Jiang Miao laughed wildly, looking like a villain who had achieved success. In the eyes of Shouhou, he was an absolute evil star. This peddler was vicious and ruthless, and they didn't deserve it at all. But they still had to chase him to his house. Is there any justice in the world
"Please forgive me! I was blind and didn't know you had a backer. If I knew, I wouldn't dare to rip you off even if you gave me a hundred guts!" The skinny monkey knew the situation well and immediately started to apologize.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Miao got even angrier after hearing this. Did people without support have to be bullied? This group of hooligans who only bully the weak and fear the strong specially bully the kind and simple people like them.
"It's easy for me to spare you. Just tell me who sent you here to cause trouble." Jiang Miao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him anymore. It was obvious that this group of people were deliberately looking for trouble.
The skinny monkey's eyes rolled around, and before he could think of how to make up a story, Jiang Miao slapped him. This hit him right where it hurts. Facing Jiang Miao's half-smile and the guards around him who were eyeing him covetously, the skinny monkey had no choice but to tell the truth.
It turned out that the one who hired them to cause trouble was the teahouse's big shopkeeper Lu Feng. However, his original intention was not to let them smash the stall, but to let them extort money a few more times so that Jiang Miao would not dare to set up a stall here again.
But they didn't expect Jiang Miao to be such a tough guy. He first messed up the situation with a few words, then asked someone to report to the police, and finally threw things at people without saying a word. Not only did they fail to extort money, but each of them was given a can of bruise medicine.
Jiang Miao was surprised and a little depressed when he heard this: "I've already set up my stall far away, and you still hate me?" He could understand not letting the clerk come down to run errands, they were all doing business. But he set up his stall so far away and still sent someone to cause trouble, wasn't that a little too petty
"Who told you to set up the restaurant here? Many old customers of Dingfeng Teahouse have come to Changshun Teahouse over here." The skinny monkey explained to him.
Jiang Miao was even more confused: "What does it have to do with me if he leaves?"
"This place is closer to the bun stall, and the buns are still hot when you buy them. Also, Changshun Teahouse has recently launched a lot of cooling teas, so customers are willing to come here." This is what Skinny Monkey found out. If someone asks him to do something, he must know why.
Well, he was bound to bear the blame. But look at the owner of Changshun Tea House, he was very good at doing business and adapting to local conditions. Even if his fried buns were not there, I'm sure that within two years, he would have taken away all the customers of Dingfeng Tea House.
Jiang Miao stood up and clapped his hands, ignoring the thin monkey's pleas for mercy and walked out. He said to Pei Che who was waiting outside: "Did you hear what happened just now? In this case, can the head shopkeeper be punished?"
"To investigate a case, we need both witnesses and physical evidence. If these people can't produce solid evidence, then the head shopkeeper can also say that they are making false accusations." Pei Che said.
"I will send someone to take them to the government office later to see if we can find the chief shopkeeper. If not, these people are causing trouble in public and should be sentenced to serve outside the city for a month. Generally speaking, the task is to dredge rivers or remove silt." Pei Che said.
Jiang Miao was delighted when he heard this. It was still cold at the moment, and dredging the river and clearing the silt at the bottom was not an easy task. How could these people, who had suffered so much, let the manager have an easy life
Pei Che couldn't help but laugh when he saw his cheerful look. He looked at the sky and said to Jiang Miao, "It's getting late. How about we go find a restaurant to eat?"
"Okay, you helped me today, I'll treat you to a good meal." Jiang Miao said generously. If he had done it alone, he might have just suffered in silence.
Pei Che didn't comment, but he didn't want him to pay the bill.
Jiang Miao brought Pei Che to a restaurant and specifically asked for a private room so that others wouldn't stare at Pei Che like they did when they first entered the restaurant.
"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Miao asked, looking at the menu hanging in the private room.
Pei Che noticed that Jiang Miao's eyes kept wandering over the signs, so he said, "This is my first time here, I don't know what's delicious, you can order some."
"Shopkeeper Wang introduced me before, saying that their shredded chicken and salted osmanthus duck here are very good." Jiang Miao said, when Shopkeeper Wang told him before, he wanted to try it, but this ancient restaurant is not like a modern small restaurant, it costs a lot to come in, so he didn't come. Today's treat is different, you have to be more generous.
"Take them."
"Okay!" Jiang Miao responded briskly, and then turned to the waiter on the other side, "Brother Waiter, serve us the shredded chicken and salted osmanthus duck, and a pot of braised cabbage and jade white jade soup. Oh, and warm up a pot of good wine."
The waiter wrote down the names of the dishes and pushed the door open to leave. Jiang Miao saw Pei Che staring at him and thought he thought he ordered too little, so he said, "It's not that I'm stingy. Three dishes and a soup are enough for the two of us. It would be a pity to waste it if we can't finish it."
Pei Che had no such concept in his mind. The meals of the master of the Duke's Mansion were all prepared according to the rules, with six to eight dishes for each meal. He had never cared about where the leftover dishes would go.
Thinking of Jiang Miao's family background, Pei Che nodded and said, "These are enough."
Soon, all the dishes were served. Jiang Miao asked Pei Che to taste first, and when Pei Che picked up his chopsticks, he couldn't wait to pick up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus duck and put it in his mouth.
Hmm, it's too salty. Jiang Miao's happy expression dimmed a little in an instant. As expected, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.
"What's wrong?" Pei Che asked gently.
"The duck is a bit too salty, which covers up the other flavors. The duck is also a bit fat, so it's not suitable for making this dish." Jiang Miao had eaten duck made by a Jinling master chef in modern times, and the taste was much more authentic than that of this restaurant.
"Then try this one, it tastes pretty good." Pei Che pointed at the shredded chicken.
Jiang Miao took a little and found that the taste was indeed okay: "It's just that the cutting skills are a bit poor." Shredded chicken is made by removing the bones of the chicken and cutting it into thin strips. The ones on the plate were almost strips.
He tasted the remaining two dishes and found that only the soup tasted satisfying.
Pei Che watched him eat and comment at the same time, and couldn't help but laugh: "I thought you only knew how to make buns, but I didn't expect you also dabbled in other dishes." And he spoke very clearly, as if he had eaten better ones, which was strange.
"Of course. How can a good chef only know how to make buns? I know a lot more!" Jiang Miao said. However, he didn't have the capital to open a restaurant, nor did he want to be a chef in a hotel. In comparison, it was more comfortable for him to be a small boss and make buns.
"I wonder who A Miao's master is?" Pei Che asked calmly.
Jiang Miao was stunned, and suddenly thought of his own situation. He immediately laughed and said, "I have been greedy since I was a child. I learned a little bit from the master chef in the village. Later, I learned a little bit in the restaurant in the city. In fact, I don’t know much. It’s all bragging."
"A Miao, don't be nervous. I have no intention of prying." Pei Che poured him a glass of wine to apologize. "It's just that my brother Mu'er likes the buns you make very much. If you can make other things, I can buy some for him to take back."
Jiang Miao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of the child he saw last time: "What are you buying? Next time you can just bring him over to eat. By the way, which academy does your brother study in? Next time, find a day when he and Xiao Shitou are both off, and I'll make something different for them to try."
Hearing this, Pei Che sighed softly: "Mu'er has some soul-leaving syndrome and has not yet learned to read or write." This matter should not be told to outsiders, but he and Jiang Miao are now closely connected. If he doesn't know the situation at home, how can he let outsiders believe in their relationship
"Soul-leaving syndrome?" Jiang Miao repeated it silently. Why did it sound so weird? "Is that what the doctor said?"
"He was very smart when he was young, but later he encountered a disaster and was frightened. He never spoke again and did not respond when others spoke. He just trapped himself in his thoughts and did not leave his room all day. Sometimes he even hid in the cabinet. I visited many famous doctors, but none of them could cure him. Later, a Taoist said that he had seen such a disease and called it the soul-leaving disease." Pei Che had never told anyone about this before, but now that there was someone sitting opposite him and listening carefully, he couldn't help but say it out loud.
Jiang Miao was also frightened when he was a child, and had a fever for several nights in a row. Later, his grandmother took him out to "call his soul back", and he really got better. He couldn't explain this phenomenon, but Mu'er's illness sounded more like self-isolation, not soul-leaving disease.
"Don't people say that heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine? I think you should spend more time with him and take him out for walks more often. Don't let a child stay alone. Even a good person will get sick if you do that. Maybe after a while, he will get better." Jiang Miao comforted him.
Pei Che's heart moved, and he thought of Jiang Miao's younger brother. He raised Little Shitou to be well-behaved and cute, so he must have a unique method. Maybe if he took Mu'er out more often, he could learn something from him
(End of this chapter)