The Shen family is located in a prosperous place with the market. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info face and Dai Mansion have the same magic. The house is old but hard. They are all large walls, and there are many large small houses inside.

Master Shen and Dai Wenlang's father, Dai Dehou, also had a good relationship in their early years, and they were both businessmen who came down from Bandit Mountain to "change careers". made a fortune by trading together, and bought these old houses one after another.

It's just because of the ignorant Shen Qian, after that Lei family team fight, willfully fell in love with Dai Wenlang, who was seven or eight years younger than him. And the young Dai Wenlang didn't understand the amorous feelings, and disliked and denied it in every way, and Dai Dehou even had a big fight with Master Shen for this, saying that his girl was coerced and lured. Master Shen felt that he couldn't hold his face. Since then, no matter what news Master Shen hears about the Dai family, he has taken a position of avoidance.

After that, Dai Dehou was enthusiastic and always invited him. Especially doing business.

"Master, the senior financial director of the Dai family is here. It seems that for this investment, we will open an inn together. "The housekeeper of the Shen Mansion came to ventilate and reported the news to enter the living room to enlighten the master.

"Isn't he very rich? What do you want me to participate in, but I don't see. "Master Shen is preparing tea at the table.

Someone saluted the Biluochun that was sent. It is said that this tea is produced in Dongting Mountain, Taihu Lake, and is planted between tea trees and fruit trees, so this tea has a special floral aroma. It is also said that Emperor Kangxi visited Suzhou in the south and gave it the name "Biluochun".

Squinting his eyes, he looked at the hot water in the teapot that had not yet been filled. He pouted with his bearded mouth. Touching the very short stubble on the top of his head, which was faintly visible. The bald skull seems to be brighter.

"Find a reason and push him."

"I heard that this time, Master Dai did not appoint the eldest young master, but wanted the second young master to take office. Serve as the innkeeper. The housekeeper watched as the steaming tea water poured out of the teapot in the maid's hand, still chattering.

"Don't mention that little bunny again. I don't know what kind of nerves Shen Qian has, I like his son Dai Dehou. Didn't this kid study in Great Britain, and what innkeeper could he be, and could he manage himself? "Old Man Shen is angry, and he can't smell anything of the tea.

Seeing that the old man's anger had not subsided, the housekeeper hurriedly greeted him with a smile: "Then I will follow your instructions and go to the gate to send the senior supervisor away." ”

Master Shen looked at the butler who ran out with a fart, and watched the clumsy maid make him tea, and snorted. I picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, and it was hot to my eyes.

"Sir, this is freshly boiled water."

Old Man Shen angrily picked up the fan on the table and shook it.

The sun is already in the sky, and today will be a sunny day. In the courtyard, you can occasionally hear some insects and birds chirping.

The side yard on the other side is still in dire straits.

The smeared muddy young master Dai Wenlang, the sleeves of his men's dress were also scratched by the merciless broom strips.

The cook finally gave up. Hot and sweaty, he stopped waving his broom, stood there and rested for a while, wiping the beads of sweat with his sleeves and shouting: "Two thieves and chicken thieves, admit defeat." ”

Miao Chu was a little pity, but she was relieved. Thinking about you, traitor, you have suffered a lot. I don't know if she was too excited or relieved to vent, she was drowsy in Wen Lang's arms.

"Hey, daughter-in-law, what's wrong with you, what are you sleeping at this time, wake up quickly." No matter how Lang shouted, Miao Chu didn't seem to react.

Shen Qian, who was holding a gun, heard this sound and seemed familiar, but suddenly couldn't guess who this person was under the black mud, so she waved her hand, and the fat cook stepped back.