Chapter 172: The Loser

Shen Anmin also felt that he had taken too much, so he asked An Rong to take it back, An Rong smiled, "I will only teach you one recipe, and the rest depends on you, second brother, or you take 20%, and the sixth sister takes half of it." ”

The two still disagreed, but as soon as An Rong glared, the two pickled.

The matter is so decided, as for the capital, Anrong has 10,000 taels, Shen Anmin can find the third master to get it, at least 5,000, and it is not a problem to open the shop at all, but the scale is a little small.

An Rong remembered the money Xun Zhi promised to send her, I don't know how much?

It's past noon, why haven't you sent it yet?

An Rong completely forgot about it, he didn't want it before, he was afraid of it.

An Rong took off her apron, and the peony knocked on the door outside, "Girl, the old lady has sent a maid to let you and the sixth girl hurry up to Songhe Courtyard for lunch." ”

Shen Anmin stood aside, a little aggrieved, he didn't eat, and his grandmother didn't take him with him, so hungry.

An Rong and Shen Anxi stood aside, and when they saw his appearance, they smiled secretly.

"Second brother, you go and get down to business, I'm going to eat with my fourth sister," Shen Anxi said with added fuel to the fire.

Shen Anmin's eyes instantly became, do you still have a conscience, he has been a cow and a horse for two hours, dirty work and tiring work, washing, even when the begonia is not there, adding firewood is his job.

Ten fingers do not touch the spring water, everyone's cooking skills are very important.

An Rong and Shen Anxi are very innocent, add firewood, they really can't.

Shen Anmin vomited blood.

Silently, sad and angry, he went out of the kitchen door.

"You, you, you guys help me move the wine jar to the outer courtyard, be careful, don't break it," Shen Anmin ordered.

An Rong and Shen Anxi stepped out, and when they were far away, An Rong looked back with a smile, smiling like a flower.

"Second Young Master Shen, turn around and have a treat," An Rong said with a smile.

Shen Anmin's face slowly shattered.

Internally wounded, completely internally wounded.

An Rong and Shen Anxi happily went to Songhe Courtyard.

When he crossed the screen, he saw an angry face, and Shen Anxi shrank his neck all of a sudden.

The great uncle was angry, and very angry.

The old lady turned her head to look at Hou Ye's face, her brows furrowed, "Why don't you take a few jars of wine from you, drink and hurt your body, and peace is a piece of filial piety." ”

Hou Fu's angry face tugged, quite helpless, taking wine is taking wine, how can it become filial piety, "Mother, even if you love Anrong and spoil her, how can you be a daughter without her father's permission, and without even saying hello, she will remove all the wine that I have treasured for many years and have not drunk." ”

Hou Ye bit the words "treasured and for many years" very hard, and he was not willing to drink it, so it was gone.

The old lady glared at Hou Ye, "Sue you, can An Rong still be emptied?" ”

Hou Ye stroked his forehead, he was also dizzy, he was now in the old lady's heart, less than half of An Rong, counting An Rong in front of her, wasn't he looking for a scolding?

It's a shame that the third brother complained to him yesterday, and he still sympathized with him, and now it's his turn.

An Rong's cheeks were slightly red, and he turned his head to take the wine jar held by Haitang and sent it to the Hou Ye.

"Dad, how about you taste this wine," An Rong said as if offering treasures.

Hou Ye's nose moved, and through the lid, he smelled the aroma of wine, and it was very comfortable and mellow.

Hou Ye couldn't wait to take the wine jar, opened it and smelled it, and his eyes lit up.

"Good wine, definitely good wine!" Hou Ye praised.

Feeling a cough on his side, Hou Ye smiled embarrassedly, just counted An Rong should not, but turned his head and sent good wine, the old lady should choke him.

Hou Ye suppressed the heart of a happy taste, and put down the wine jar, "This wine is not bad." ”

An Rong is speechless, Daddy, is it appropriate for you to change your words in front of your grandmother like this?

The old lady also had a black line on her face.

"Okay, An Rong will also pay you a jar, and forget about the drinks," the old lady said with a final word.

Hou Ye couldn't cry or laugh, "Mother, I have more than a dozen jars." ”

Shen Anxi was about to laugh crazy, the second brother said well, a jar of wine, the eldest uncle's anger disappeared, and he couldn't help but say, "Uncle, in the future, you can drink as much wine as you want." ”

Hou Ye faked a cough and said to An Rong, "I still have a lot of wine in the wine cellar, you can move it casually, you still have some official business to do for your father, you compensate the old lady to speak." ”

After speaking, he walked away, and before leaving, he gave the little maid standing on the side a look.

The little guy ran away with the wine jar in his arms.

As a result, before he could take two steps, Qifu rushed in, and shouted from afar, "Fourth girl, the local tyrant has sent you a silver ticket." ”

Poor Anrong was drinking tea, a sip of tea sprayed far away, and the refreshments didn't choke to death.

A room full of people looked at the envelope, and the words "local tyrant" on it were vigorous and powerful, majestic and domineering.

Hou Ye took the letter in Qifu's hand, took it out and looked at it, and frowned.

"Another 10,000 taels?" Hou Ye was surprised.

Surprised, Hou Ye was depressed, how could someone send money to his daughter every day, and as soon as he made a move, it was 10,000 taels, this speed of making money, he, as a father, was envious and jealous.

The old lady turned her head to look at An Rong with a black line on her face, saw her blushing, and asked, "Or was it given by that person yesterday?" ”

An Rong is very helpless, she must educate Qifu well, and in the future, her letters will be given to her silently, and she will choke her to death when she turns around, and she will not marry Xia He for him.

Seeing that the whole room was looking at her, An Rong could only lie, and scratched his forehead innocently, guessing, "It is estimated that the ointment has an excellent effect, and after using it all night, I think it is good, and I paid another 10,000 taels, and I plan to buy another box, right?" ”

Hou Ye took the silver ticket, and was very curious about such a loser, this is definitely not an ordinary family, but he remembered that An Rong seemed to have only one box of ointment, where was the second box?

An Rong scratched his forehead and said with a smile, "The ointment is gone, I have to ask Dr. Liu to help me gather the medicinal materials before I can make it, it was a coincidence last time, the medicinal material merchant brought it, I don't know how long I will have to wait this time, it is estimated that it will be spring." ”

Hou Ye didn't speak, and handed the letter to An Rong.

Shen Anxi looked at the word local tyrant and frowned, "Fourth sister, does anyone have the surname Tu?" ”

The corners of An Rong's eyes trembled slightly, and he shook his head lightly and said, "Tuhao is not a person's name, it is a nickname for a type of person, which refers to a person who has a lot of money at home and has no place to use it, and can squander it casually." ”

"Loser?" Shen Anxi chuckled, with such a heroic expression on his face.

An Rong mourned silently, she didn't say that Xun Zhi was a loser, but was it appropriate for him to put the word local tyrant on himself like this?

Because of An Rong's explanation, a group of maids scolded the local tyrant in their hearts for being a loser.

The second floor of the Drunken Immortal Building.

Lian Xuanzheng asked his eldest brother with a curious expression, "Big brother, what do you mean by a local tyrant?" ”

He just went upstairs, but the tip of his ear heard the little guy downstairs discussing the local tyrant, I don't know when it started, such a new word became popular in Kyoto, and recently all his thoughts have been on how to enter the national mansion, and he is a little lonely, he remembered yesterday's pigeon, and couldn't help asking.

Xiao Zhan was wearing a silver mask, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but there was still a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Local tyrants should be referring specifically to people who give money," he thought for a moment.

Lian Xuan suddenly realized that he gave 10,000 taels, so he was a local tyrant.

Lian Xuan went to the couch and sighed, "Which local tyrant will send me 10,000 taels one day, and I will promise it." ”

Bu Da laughed on the side, and couldn't hold back his words, "Master, you are so worthless, everyone is beautiful and married, and the marriage is one or two thousand taels." ”

Lian Xuan's face was embarrassed, and he jumped up and hit, "Ye is talking about gold, gold!" ”

Bu Damer, Xindao: Master, you don't have the opportunity to make a promise.

No one will pay 100,000 taels of silver to buy you, it's unsalable.

Lian Xuan sat there, looking at Xiao Zhan, looking left and right, the eldest brother didn't look like a girl he liked, his mother said, there was a girl he liked in his heart, thinking about her, the corners of his mouth were smiling, just like a fool.

Has Big Brother become a fool?

Lian Xuan held his chin in his hand, feeling that the method taught to him by his mother, Mrs. Jingbeihou, was not very reliable, if the eldest brother became a fool, Nima, he would be stunned.

Mother is anxious about the eldest brother's family affairs, he is going out with a task today, Lian Xuan jumped off the couch with a carp, and ran to sit down with Xiao Zhan.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled a little sinisterly, "Big brother, yesterday my mother dreamed that you and a girl met under the moon, let me ask you, who is that girl?" ”

Xiao Zhan's face twitched, the girl in Mrs. Jingbeihou's dream, she didn't know, and she came to ask him?

Xiao Zhan glanced at Lian Xuan, picked up the teacup in his hand, took a sip, and said, "I also want to know who she is." ”

Buda shook his shoulders to the side.

Lian Xuan was discouraged, it was really boring to talk to his eldest brother, did he understand what euphemism was?

Lian Xuan took a deep breath and said, "Big brother, don't pretend, I know you have a girl you like, and she also affectionately calls you a local tyrant, although the nickname is not very good, but it's better than calling you Xiao Zhanzi, big brother, who is she?" ”

On the side, Buda was already laughing.

Xiao Zhan's forehead was jumping, if it weren't for his younger brother in front of him, Xiao Zhanzi would definitely be lying downstairs.

Xiao Zhan didn't answer, to be precise, he hadn't figured out how to answer, Lian Xuan had an accident.

Old Duke Xiao's personal guard appeared at the door, and said with a smile, "Lord Shizi, Grandpa Guo asked you to go to Qiongshan Academy with me." ”

Lian Xuan's back was numb and he wanted to slip away, but as soon as this idea came out, he dispelled this idea, he couldn't beat others, and he couldn't slip away.

"I'm not going, I'll pay my eldest brother to chat, he will see me if he wants to see me, and he won't let me enter the Guogong Mansion if he doesn't want to see me, how can I come and go as soon as I am called?!" Lian Xuan held his breath and said.

The dark guard had no expression, and said seriously, "Grandpa Guo asked you to explain that you were molesting Old Lady Zhou." ”

Buda decided to play dead and take refuge.

Lian Xuan's face changed blue and purple, and without saying a word, he jumped out of the window and fled.

The Dark Guard flashed and disappeared into the room.

Buda on the ground had a painful expression on his face, Master, you almost crushed my internal organs.

Shotsuru-in, main hall.

An Rong sat there, thinking about the 10,000 taels of silver tickets, and his heart was full of joy, and his eyes were full of smiles.

PS: I want to use the flirtation and drama as the chapter name, who wants to be directly harmonized into **, isn't this chapter a flirtation?,O(∩_∩)O haha~

Where is the local tyrant Nanzhu, begging Nanzhu to jump out and give me 10,000 Quge www.biquge.info coins O(∩_∩)O haha~~~~~R1152