Chapter 327, Zheng Er blocked the disaster

It took a few days for Chu Shaofu to ask about this matter. The third master was also present at that time. When he saw Chu Huaixian coming in, he calmly asked people: "Go to my study and get the land deed and other things."

After a while, Chu Huaixian gave it to Chu Shaofu: "Only the land deed is hers, and everything else is someone else's name." The third master also stretched out his head to take a look. Today, I saw it as a truth about the spread of this matter at home.

Chu Shaofu looked at it one by one and threw it down and only said two words: "Be cautious." There is no more question about King Liang's couplets and officials' poems. Chu Huaixian already has his own room. Chu Shaofu doesn't want to ask about his own affairs anymore.

When he came out again, Master Chu San came out with Chu Huaixian and said enviously, "How much did it cost?" The third master went to see it in private. Today, after seeing the land deed with his own eyes, he wanted to know: "That building and the decorations inside, at least tens of thousands of taels of silver."

Chu Huaixian couldn't help smiling, and Xiaochu spent all her private money. The flowers and trees are all repaired by the Gong family, so the money should be given to the Gong family. The antiques are all from the Zheng family, and even 70% of the profits are not black-hearted. Every day, the entry of the restaurant is that Xiaochu takes the big head and the Gong family takes the small head. This is not for the Zheng family.

So when Gong Miaoer saw Zheng's second official, she wanted to say, "In the opinion of the young lady, your antiques placed here is consignment, and you will also be charged a few rents. But if you occupy your shop, you should also pay the rent. Now I don't have to pay for it."

When Zheng Erguan heard such words, of course, he had the heart to faint again. Antiques and restaurants are supposed to set off each other's worth. Where does this rent come from?

Seeing the third master asking, Chu Huaixian lit up the place in his hand: "That's all. Other than that, if the old shop is dismantled and can be used, it can be used. Master Chu San looked at the land deed carefully and sighed, "This year can make a lot of money."

Master Chu San originally wanted to go out, but he was not interested in going out by Chu Huaixian's land deed. He returned to the room and heard Brother Liang crying when he entered the door. The third master was not very angry: "Such people can't make a child." The third lady didn't think anything. Hearing the third master's words, the third lady was also angry: "You dump the shopkeeper, you will only lose your temper when you come back."

said that he came to see Brother Liang, but he was choking and crying sadly. The third lady was angry with the waiters again, thinking that what the third master said was correct. Sure enough, such people would not serve. The third lady has her own child, and she always reveals to the third master that she has the idea that her son can rely on.

Holding Brother Liang in her arms and coaxing him, the third lady was curious: "Where did you get your fire?" Master Chu San drove people out and asked with reproach, "I ask you, do you know that your niece bought a house?"

"She is not my daughter-in-law. How could I know? It's my daughter-in-law. If she doesn't tell me, I don't know." The third lady was also angry with Xiaochu's house. She didn't know it in advance, but she still heard what the servants said.

The third master caught the reason this time: "You usually teach me a lesson, but this time I don't think you can do it. Her house only spent less than 5,000 taels. Don't you have this money?

The third lady sneered: "I didn't."

The third old man said again, "No 5,000 taels, no 1,000 taels? You are really an ignorant woman. Go to her and let her share with you.

"I'm her, let her take me and promise!" Mrs. Chu was so angry that all the unhappiness since her marriage suddenly turned over 800 years: "You have the ability to ask a few capable servants for your brother. It will be cool this night. If your son is sick again, it's all because you don't have the ability.

The third master didn't admit it: "He is sick because you didn't take good care of him." Mrs. Chu put the child in her arms into the third master's hand, watched him take it, and let go outside: "Hold it. Anyway, you can't stand it. Hold the child at home. I'll make money."

Walking to the threshold, Mrs. Chu turned around again: "Yes, you have to give me the capital. You should know where Xiaochu got the money. His mother won't give it to her, and his eldest brother and sister-in-law won't give it to her. Only your good nephew has more money than you. You, bring the money."

Master Chu San hummed: "The person I hold the child doesn't ask anything. It's up to you." He hugged Brother Liang and talked to him: "Good son, when you grow up and marry a daughter-in-law, you have to marry someone who is able. Don't be like your mother, just say that I'm not good."

The third lady listened to it funny and came back and sat down again. Looking at Brother Liang's tears, he smiled at his father. The child's smile is particularly pure, and the parents laugh together. The smiles of the third master and the third lady accidentally met, and both of them wanted to avoid and were embarrassed.

The third master said dryly first, "If you have this heart, I will give you 500 taels of silver." Mrs. Chu looked at him blankly: "Five taels to buy a few windows."

"Well, just a thousand taels." The third master didn't think much about it himself and added it again. Mrs. Chu's heart moved, and her smile was gentler than usual. She whispered to the third master, "You are better than the second uncle and will be an official in the future. Although it is good to be an official, you also have to deal with private housing. Look at Huaixian's marriage. He is dissatisfied and better than when I married. Do you want Brother Liang to grow up and send a lot of things to Brother Yu, but we don't have money to make up for him?

Such a soft voice has not been seen for a long time. Women have had children, and some people will have different natures. In addition, the third lady helped the housekeeper, and she was too busy to have a good voice. It's rare today.

The third master looked at the good brother who was smiling and drooling, sighed and kissed his son's forehead: "Well, I only have 2,000 taels. I'll give it all to you."

This number almost made Mrs. Chu faint. Every day, dozens of taels of silver and people who are also crooked with themselves are actually saving so much money in their hands silently. Mrs. Chu suppressed her anger and forced a smile: "You give it to me. The rest is not enough. I'll figure it out by myself."

The third master sent his son over, and the third lady hugged him. After seeing him go out, she sneered at his back: "This time, you have a big fight."

A few kisses on Brother Liang's face made him smile, and the third lady was in a good mood. Xiaochu got a house and didn't want to confiscate the third master's small vault for the third lady and send it to Shunfeng.

The boring building opened and exists like this. Many people recognize the three big characters upstairs as Chu Huaixian. This is the house of the Chu family, so it's not surprising.

As for the couplet issued by King Liang, he woke up and regretted: "There was no pen fee at all. Fortunately, I didn't write it." Then there are the poems of literati and adults hanging upstairs.

This building is too elegant and there is nothing we can do.

Seeing the beginning of autumn, Gong Miaoer was muttering against the sun: "It's better to change ** in autumn, or change to red leaves." Then he grinned and said, "I'm a tree planter, all replaced with red leaves."

Side Zhuang shook his head: "There must be some flowers. The best selling flowers in Beijing is the Lu family, but Lu Shanchang has restrained a lot now.

Gong Miaoer sneered: "Will he restrain himself? It's just a moment of patience." He said, "I'm careful of him so that I won't take him lightly."

Clap your hands and come out of the flower field and say to the steward Zhuang, "Two hundred red leaves, and the ginkgo should hang the fruit. It's not good-looking if you don't hang the fruit. Although the osmanthus is good, it is too fragrant. This kind of tree is under my control. Let them enjoy the red leaves this year.

Think about the elegant people in this building and what they can see. Gong Miaoer is very proud, and this is in my hand.

"The second shopkeeper," a clerk came over and shouted like this. Gong Miaoer felt sad when she heard it. When she saw him in front of her, she didn't look good: "Who asked you to call the second shopkeeper?" Hurry up and be famous.

The clerk was confused about his temper and said timidly, "It's the big shopkeeper who shouted like this," Gong Miaoer's face was like the bottom of the pot: "She shouted, you also shouted?" He waved his hand magnificently: "Call me the shopkeeper in the future."

"Shopkeeper Gong, someone came to sell antiques, exactly as you said, this antique is sold cheaply." The man said that Gong Miaoer and the stewmer Zhuang looked at each other and ran away. It's lively.

After a few steps, the clerk caught up with him and asked for advice: "Where is the big shopkeeper? Do you call her to agree?" Gong Miaoer thought while running, thinking that she didn't think of it downstairs. Shake your clothes first to see the people who come to sell antiques.

In his thirties, he was dressed in old clothes, and he was trembling, but his eyes turned finely to look at this place. Gong Miaoer and stewer Zhuang looked at each other. This person was more in line with Mrs. Chu's requirements.

"Brother, what are you selling?"

A white porcelain bottle, placed on the open green cloth bag, shines with the light from the sun outside. Gong Miaoer pretended to turn around the white porcelain bottle and said to the stew manager Zhuang, "Please give me a hand."

Zheng Erguan was there every day and came out quickly. When he came up and saw this bottle, his eyes were straight. Quickly withdrew his eyes, and Zheng Erguan shook his head: "Where did this come from?"

"Ancestral." The man answered fluently: "If there hadn't been no food to eat, I wouldn't have been willing to sell it."

Gong Miaoer interrupted: "Are there many antique shops on the street? We are a restaurant." The man sobbed first. Gong Miaoer felt numb behind his back. He stepped back two steps and asked directly, "How much is it?"

"Wait!" Zheng Erguan stopped it and smiled at Gong Miaoer: "It's better not to buy things of unknown origin." Gong Miaoer thought about it and shook her head at the seller: "You can send it to another house."

Zheng Erguan was about to speak when Gong Miaoer didn't let him speak and pointed to the way to the seller: "There, here, south and north, there are antique shops on the street. We don't accept antiques here."

The man asked shrewdly, "Then where did you get it?" Gong Miaoer and Zheng Erguan looked at each other and said, "The family biography, the family biography, I won't sell it when it's sold out."

"This is also a family heirloom. I'm waiting for my relatives to leave Beijing. It's cheaper. You can accept it."

Zheng Erguan listened, and his eyes were about to be angry. As soon as Gong Miaoer hesitated, Zheng Erguan was about to sweat. Gong Miaoer thought about it and shook her head again: "When our shopkeeper is there, you can come again. You come tomorrow, maybe she's here."

"Give me a few, and I'll leave Beijing as soon as I get the money." The man is still pestering. Zheng Erguan said to him, his throat was just moving, holding his saliva, and just shaking his head and sighing with a straight face: "It's not very good."

A clerk's voice came downstairs: "The old guest has come to the door." Gong Miaoer smiled and said, "Otherwise, you can have a meal here and see if there are merchants from south to north willing to ask for it, and you can even follow. How about? I'll give you the meal on credit first, and then settle the account when you sell everything?

"Youth, let's go somewhere else." Zheng Erguan brushed his sleeves and said, "It's getting late. I'm going home for lunch. The food in your restaurant is not cheap. There is no green vegetable noodles. You must have shredded pork noodles. Let's go. I'll show you the way to sell things.

He pulled and pulled the people downstairs. Gong Miaoer and the stewmer of Zhuang immediately ran to the back of the building, where they could go up to the top floor. The sun was still hot. The two lay on the top floor, stared at the figure downstairs, and whispered, "It's almost time. They're about to start."

When Zheng Erguan saw that there was no restaurant before and after, he pulled the young man into the alley and forced him to ask, "How much is it? How much are you going to sell to me?"

The man held the green cloth burden and didn't understand what was wrong with the person in front of him: "I won't sell it. I will definitely not sell it."

"If you don't want to sell it to anyone, bring it." Zheng Erguan hugged the burden hard and left a silver ticket: "One hundred taels of silver, take it out of Beijing to buy land and buy a house."

Upstairs not far away, Gong Miaoer laughed and wanted to hit the roof: "Look, the man got it back, and he resolutely refused to sell it to him. Haha, it's ridiculous."

stewer Zhuang raised a question: "Young lady, how did she know that someone would come to blackmail?" Gong Miaoer said, "It's not easy. The tree attracts wind. If you hang the name of the Chu family, there will be many people who want to make trouble. The origin of this bottle is not clear.

He slept on his back and didn't feel that the sun was dazzling. He said leisurely, "Zheng Er, it's really useful to prevent disasters."