Chapter 13 Three Lucky Things for Men

The guy named Xiaobao had already seen something wrong here and trotted over step by step, which had already turned pale with fear.

"Ms. Zheng, this...you..."

"I don't pay attention to what I said to you in the past. It seems that these ears can't be kept!" Gong Zizheng picked up the clerk's ear with one hand and twisted it hard, and the other hand took out a folding fan from his waist and hit his head.

"Oh, it hurts me so much. Mr. Zheng's men, be careful... sir, help..." The little guy was pulled and screamed.

Qingzhu is furious and wants to take action.

The account room also heard the noise here. Fearing that something would happen, he immediately ran over and raised his smile and flattery, "Who do I think it is? It turned out to be you. Mr. Zheng came today, and the shop is really glorious..."

"Ok, don't talk nonsense. Don't drive that dumb man away immediately, so as not to disturb my purity."

"Xiao Er, another pot of good Biluochun and two counts of hearts." Although Qingzhu's voice was low and hoarse, it was still clear in his ears.

"Finally opened my mouth. Looking at your delicate appearance, I thought you were a woman without talking!" Gong Zizheng looked down at her coldly, "Kid, go, don't force me to take action!"

"Xiao Er, is this young man the owner of your store?" Qingzhu didn't bother to talk to him and glanced at the strange guy.

The little man immediately broke free and shook his head and said, "No, of course not. He is an old customer of the small shop, Mr. Zheng."

"Okay, in that case, Xiao Er, don't have tea yet." Qingzhu's face was full of spring breeze.

"Well, although I'm not the owner of this store, this table is mine." The prince's words were rude.

"How can I see it? Is there your name on it?" Qingzhu hummed and continued his theory.

"Not bad!" Gong Zizheng was secretly proud and pointed to the invisible lines on the table with his fingers:

"Once the sea was difficult for water, but Wushan was not a cloud."

"This is strange. Write a line of small words on this table is yours." Qingzhu's face looked careless, "If this word is a mark, then I also have a mark." Push away a dish on the table by hand, and two rows of large words jump on the table:

"There is no need to worry, there will always be weak water to replace the sea.

Throw away but entanglement, and then send lovesickness to Wushan.

Gong Zizheng stepped forward a few steps and looked carefully. He couldn't help blushing and angry. He stammered and couldn't speak, "You, you, how dare you engrave on my desk... You... are so bold..."

"Joke, why don't I dare? Isn't it just a dead wife? What's the big deal? Wives all over the world should be like your melancholy and depressed look, then..."

Before the words were finished, the prince's government had suddenly changed.

cough...cough...

The violent cough sound was heard in the ears of the diners, almost breathless. The prince Zheng covered his lips with a silk handkerchief, with a charming blood color, white silk, and his eyes were shocking.

Qingzhu took a breath of cold air. What evil is this! It is clear that he is quick-mouthed for a while, but he is also a good medicine with bitterness and bad advice. Is such an affectionate man really going to be pissed off by me?

"Father Zheng, take care of yourself!" The little man was very concerned about his body, "With all due respect, don't indulge in wine and sex anymore, indulge yourself and hurt yourself!"

Gong Zizheng gasped a little and calmed down and said angrily, "No need to say much, my body, I know... cough..."

"Sit down quickly, take a break, and have a cup of tea before talking!" The gentleman's eyes were sharp, he held his swaying body and sat opposite Qingzhu.

At this time, Qingzhu found that his lips were too bright red, which was the enchanting blood red. Looking closely, it was the unhealthy lip color. At this time, she also felt guilty and wanted to persuade her with embarrassment, "This prince still needs to be sorry. It's not necessarily a bad thing to send his wife away. The so-called old one doesn't go, and the new one won't come!"

Bear-mouthed, absolutely cheap-mouthed! Is there such a persuasive? Is your village so comforting? Or are you afraid that he won't die?

cough...cough...

Another cough suddenly sounded, and Gong Zizheng almost lost his breath.

"Oh, no, that's not what I mean," Qingzhu was busy explaining, "the men there are too happy to encounter such a thing. I haven't heard of the three lucky events of men: promotion, getting rich, and dead wife!' ? Look, this good thing has caught up with one thing. You should be happy..."

The whole restaurant has a black face...

"Master, stop talking..." Mr. hurriedly interrupted. "We are also old acquaintances, but we have never heard of which woman he has dated, let alone married!"

"It's not such a mysterious marriage! Is it an underground situation? Ah, I know. Your favorite person must be a married woman!" As soon as Qingzhu said this, everyone was in an uproar.

Gongzi Zheng's face was cloudy. I don't know how long it took, his face turned a little, and suddenly he couldn't help laughing, "Bad boy, what's your name?"

"What do you want to do for me?" A formulaic rhetorical question with an angry and uniscussable voice.

"Know your name and inform your family to pay tribute to you on Tomb-sweeping Day next year!"

The words were about to fall, and a strong phoenix came with super impact. Qingzhu only felt a white light in front of him, and a stretched folding fan flew towards her.

The fan was driven by internal forces and was extremely fast. Fortunately, Qingzhu's eyes were fast and his hands were agile. His whole body leaned back and dodged. However, when she came to ancient times, her thin and weak waist had not exercised for a long time. She bent down just after 90° and flashed her waist and fell heavily on the ground. The rotating fan was like a silver plate, wiping the tip of her nose and quickly brushing it, abruptly knocked the hat on her head to the ground, and the spinning fan flew steadily back to his hand after a week.

"Ah, it's so ugly!" I don't know who spoke first in the lobby.

followed by the echo of seven tongues.

"No wonder you still wear a bamboo hat on this hot day, and it turned out to look so ugly."

"I said that it was so tight and impenetrable that he was actually an ugly man."

"If you grow up like this, it's better to die!"

......

She was slightly better than the prince's politics, but in a blink of an eye, her shortcomings were made public, which attracted everyone's discussion. At this moment, Qingzhu is as embarrassed as being stripped of his clothes and wandering the streets naked. His heart is full of hatred. He really wants to pull out the 18 generations of the man's ancestors, greet him well, and even have some improper relationships between men and women.

Bad boy, you humiliate me, and I also want to make you stand out.

In the psychology of returning to the report, she kicked her feet hard, turned over and got up. She slapped the table with her right hand. The chopstick cage on the case was shaken. The bamboo waved her palm and hit the bottom of the cage. The cage full of bamboo chopsticks flew vigorously to the prince.

Dozens of bamboo chopsticks poured down like silver rain under the moonlight. He turned back, soared into the air, dodged left and right, folded the fan in his hand, and kept turning in the air.

"When, when, when..." The bamboo chopsticks were embedded in the round red pillar of the lobby, and the sound echoed for a long time.

A fierce battle between the two is inevitable and imminent, and the fierce anger burns blood in front of people's eyes.

The account room has been working in this restaurant for many years. Naturally, it is also very eye-catching. It is quite flexible. It hurriedly came forward to dissuade and cried, "Two masters, please forgive us. The little one has been busy in our family for nearly 20 years. More than ten people in the family rely on this little money. Now the two princes If you really start to do it, you will break the tables, chairs and tea bowls and lose money; if you seriously, you will hurt your life and file a lawsuit. The shopkeeper must be blamed for losing this life. My old bone is also going to starve to death. The little one dared to ask if you can pay for the meal first, so that the small one can have an explanation with the shopkeeper. If you are not afraid that even this month's money will be wasted.

After saying that, the accountant's face was full of tears, and he could throw out a few snot bubbles.

The diners on the third floor all nodded and said good, and there were different opinions.

"I said, don't be so angry with both of you. What's wrong with people these days? Because a table smashed his job and displaced people, old and young people, what's the pain!"

"Yes, yes, yes, you have to go out desperately, give the store's money, and hit it wherever you fall in love. This account life is not easy. Do you have to ruin other people's family-sized items?"

Lv Qingzhu actually doesn't care. Anyway, when he escaped from Lu's house, he took a lot of sheep. Are you afraid that he can't afford this meal?

In the contrary, he is a well-dressed and rich man, and his face is blue and white, which is hard to see.

As expected, the account room then looked sad and said, "Xiaobao, go and bring the account books of these months."

At this time, even if you have no brains, you can see that the account room is going to be settled. Xiaobao ran desperately and hurriedly escaped from this place of right and wrong. After a while, he ran back breathlessly, holding a few thick books in his arms and handed them tremblingly.

This account room has stopped weeping, or looking at Gong Zizheng with tears in his eyes, and he couldn't bear to say, "Forgive me for the courage. This is the cost of the prince's bookkeeping in the small shop in recent months. Please check it."

Then he said loudly, "In the fourth day of May, a jar of bamboo leaves, a jar of flower carving, a pot of green plum fruit dew, a pot of Buddha jumping over the wall, an eight-treasure duck product, a product of mountain thorns five plus a product, a dish of fried quail, a braised red shellfish, a total of five or seven cents of silver; on May 27, a red altar, a Du Kang a jar, a green plum fruit dew Pot, Buddha Jumping Wall Yipin, Almond Tofu Yipin, Yulong Hotpot Yipin, Sweet and Vinegar Lotus root Yipin, Luohan Prawn Yipin, a total of four two or six yuan; on the second day of June, one altar of Eighteen Immortals, one altar of fragrant snake wine, one pot of green plum fruit dew, one product of Buddha Jumping Wall, Yuban Cuidai Yipin, Pearl Snow Ear Yipin, fried eel Yipin, dry roasted winter bamboo shoots , a total of five taels and two cents of silver; on the tenth day of June, a jar of dry wine, a jar of beauty dew, a pot of green plum fruit dew, a pot of Buddha jumping over the wall, a product of sandalwood fan duck palm, a product of cucumber clothes, a product of ** loin, a product of eight-treasure porridge, a total of five or two or nine silver..."

Everyone is still enjoying the unique skill of naming the dish, but Qingzhu said to himself that this dish is so strange...