Chapter 90 Voting
Brother Sun picked up the bowl of water in front of him and drank it, changed to a comfortable posture and sat cross-legged, raised his hand and touched his nose.
"My grandson is only twenty years old this year, his father died at the age of six, he followed the master Taoist temple to survive, played Jiao chanting to the age of eighteen, the master of Dacheng soared, the incense was gone, and the land was robbed by the bald donkeys, I can only burden a roll and go home, fortunately, the clan has left an inch of shelter, farming is not good, such as today's disasters, the field tax is high, and I have no other skills, and the master learned the craft of making tofu when he was alchemy, at that time, the master and apprentice and several brothers were relying on their own tofu to not starve to death, so they made this again, but I didn't expect it, The poor can't afford it, and the rich can't sell it. ”
Sun Cai sighed and shook his head.
The big head was dangling, and the people in the hall couldn't help but worry that he would suddenly shake his head off.
"If you want to say that Sun Cai is not talented, there is no other ability, but...."Sun Cai sat up straight again, and looked at Cheng Jianniang with a little excitement, "It's as big as serving tea, pouring water, chopping firewood, feeding horses, and making clothes and cooking for horses, and as small as making beds and quilts, making clothes and cooking, Taoist temples for more than ten years, I dare not say anything else, I am absolutely out of the teacher to serve people, the lady is discerning, it is really suitable to buy a villain as a companion, the price is reasonable, and it is worth the money..."
The people in the hall were a little hidden, and they couldn't listen.
"You don't look at yourself, it's worth the money," Xu Bang mallet glared and shouted.
Sun Cai looked up at him.
"It's better than what you look like." He muttered, looking at Cheng Jianniang again.
"I don't need you to be my companion." Cheng Jianniang said, "I want to buy your craft." ”
Sun Cai was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at his tofu basket.
"Lady wants tofu?" He asked, surprised, understood.
"Yes." Cheng Jianniang nodded. "I'll buy you. This tofu will not be surnamed Sun in the future. Surname Cheng, do you understand? ”
Everybody gets it.
"So, lady, how much money are you going to pay?" Sun Cai sat up straight, his eyes rolling wildly and asked.
Since you are not buying yourself as a cheap slave, but selling your craft, you have to bargain well.
"My tofu, in the whole capital, is the only one craft passed down by my master..."Sun Cai continued.
"Then you can keep your unique craft and see if you can eat your stomach." The old shopkeeper snorted. Raised his hand and slapped him on the head, "Say you're fat, you're really panting." ”
"Old Uncle Wu, if you do business, why don't you let people bargain." Sun Cai covered his head and muttered.
Cheng Jianniang stood up.
"The price is good, you go and bring everything you make tofu from first." She said, and looked at Xu Maoxiu again, "Third brother, you clean up the backyard and give him a tofu room." ”
Xu Maoxiu nodded yes.
"I'll clean it up, my sister will come tomorrow." He said.
Cheng Jianniang bowed to everyone and left.
Watch the carriage go away in the rain. Then the crowd turned around.
"Why aren't you going to pack your things?" Xu Bangmao glanced at Sun Cai, who was also sending him off, and shouted. "Pretending to be an acquaintance! Use to you to send! ”
Sun Cai pursed his lips, put on his coat and hat, and took up the burden.
"Fourth, fifth, sixth, you drive the car to help him move here." Fan Jianglin said.
Several men responded and pushed the cart from the backyard and followed.
"What's the matter, the restaurant is not done, and it is going to be changed to tofu again?" Li Dasco slipped out from behind and asked with a sad face on the old shopkeeper.
"Don't worry, everyone has sent you a chef, where will you not be a restaurant?" The old shopkeeper shook his head and said, "I think that at the beginning, Zuifenglou was told that he couldn't open a restaurant and wanted to open a sauce shop. ”
Li Dasco pouted.
It's the Drunken Phoenix Building again, the Drunken Phoenix Building.
"Shopkeeper Wu, in your opinion, can this Taiping Residence be like the Drunken Fenglou at that time?" He asked.
The old shopkeeper twisted his beard.
"Zuifenglou is Zuifenglou, Taipingju is Taipingju, how can it be compared." He squinted his eyes and said, "Go to work, if you don't learn from others well, and let people don't even bother to comment on your meals, whether it's Zuifenglou or Taipingju, you will be fired." ”
When Cheng Jianniang stepped into the house, Liulang had been waiting for a while.
In this hall, the furnishings are simple, there is no gold and jade, only plain and elegant wooden cloth, like all people's rooms, a curtain separating the couch and the hall, among which there is a vertical screen, in front of which a floor mat is laid, and a table is placed, on which is placed a thick scroll of books.
The Great Zhou Prosperity Record.
Liuliulang leaned over and read it, it was nothing peculiar, it was a slang book in the market, not a scripture that other boudoir women liked to read.
There is an incense burner in the corner of the house, in which the best sandalwood incense is burned, and with the rain outside, the smoked room is quiet and pleasant.
The maid in Cheng Jianniang's yard is equipped with the same equipment as the other ladies in the family, the maid and maid sit quietly under the porch, and no one dares to come to the house, compared to the courtyard of other sisters, it is much quieter here, just like Cheng Jianniang.
Liuliulang let out a breath, listened to the bustle by the door, and saw the woman holding an umbrella and entering.
The maid under the porch got up to greet the handmaid with the umbrella in her hand.
Cheng Jianniang took off her clogs and walked indoors, and she didn't seem to see Liuliulang sitting upright.
"My lady is going to wash, Sixth Son, why don't you go to sit with other sisters?" The maidservant said.
Although there was an umbrella to cover her, Cheng Jianniang's hair and shoulders were still wet with rain and moist on her body.
As the maid spoke, she was about to reach out and untie Cheng Jianniang's bloat.
I'm not ashamed, there are still people here!
Saturday Lang looked away and stood up.
"I've figured it out." He said, "You can rest assured, the calculations of the province, I can do what Zhou Zhen says." ”
The maid looked at him puzzled, and Cheng Jianniang also turned her gaze.
Liuliulang stopped talking, raised his feet and pedaled away.
"What did he say?" The maidservant asked puzzledly, looking at Cheng Jianniang.
"I'm not him, I don't know what to do." Cheng Jianniang said.
The handmaid grinned.
"Lady, let's go wash up." She laughed.
"What did you say?"
In Mrs. Zhou's room, looking at Liulang who was kneeling in front of her, Mrs. Zhou almost squirted out the medicine she had just drunk, and looked at him in disbelief.
Saturday Lang's expression was upright, and his body was tense.
"I'm sixteen years old now, aren't my father and mother talking to me?" "I want to get married," he said. ”
Mrs. Zhou coughed twice again, and the servant woman next to her couldn't help but smile and patter.
"Madam, the sixth son is indeed not small." She chuckled.
Now men and women can get married after the fourteenth and fourteenth fiveteenth years, and it is too late to wait until eighteen or nineteen, of course, there are many late marriages, scholars pursue imperial examinations, military generals pursue fame, and they do not establish a career or a family.
Mrs. Zhou looked at her son, as a woman and a mother, she would not just think that her son wanted to get married.
"Rokuro, whose woman do you have a crush on?" She asked suddenly.
Sure enough, when she asked this sentence, she saw a trace of embarrassment and shyness on her son's face.
"Me." Liuliulang hesitated, this kind of mother-in-law, mother-in-law, and children's affairs, young people originally disdained to talk about it, but at this time, they had to say, "I married my cousin." ”
As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Zhou and the servant women were stunned, they felt that they had not heard clearly.
"With whom?" Mrs. Zhou leaned forward and asked again.
"I want to marry Cheng Jianniang." Liuliulang gritted his teeth and glared.
Mrs. Zhou's face was stunned and she looked at her son in front of her.
"Oh, that's amazing!" She shouted violently, her hands covering her heart and falling backwards, "Get out of the way!" ”
"Madame!"
The servant woman screamed in fright, and the room was in turmoil. (To be continued......)