"How? To give or not to give? You're giving a good word! ”

Old Man Shen stared at Meng Hao nervously, for fear that she would subconsciously shake his head.

Meng Hao turned her head to look at Shen Weide's wife, "Sister-in-law, how much silver does it cost to pack a first-class private room in Cuiying Pavilion for a year?" ”

The corners of Shen Weide's wife's mouth twitched, "Three thousand taels." ”

When Meng Hao heard this, she immediately reached out and touched the purse on her waist twice.

I don't know how she managed to accurately distinguish the denomination of the silver ticket, anyway, after a while, the girl took out five silver tickets from her purse, "This is three thousand taels, enough for you to book a private room in Cuiying Pavilion for a year." ”

She handed the silver ticket to Old Man Shen.

Old Man Shen suddenly smiled, "Not bad, yes, worthy of being my granddaughter, better than your bastard father!" ”

While speaking, the old man hugged Su Shen's shoulders with a good posture of the two brothers, "You kid is not bad, my granddaughter gave me silver to listen to the play, and your kid didn't react at all." ”

Su Shen was actually a little unable to resist Old Man Shen's style, but seeing that Old Man Shen was so happy, Su Shen still smiled at him in the end.

"Grandfather has won the award, and my family has always been in charge of Zhen Zhen."

As soon as he said this, Old Man Shen suddenly laughed even more happily.

And the expressions on the faces of the Feng family and the others behind Old Man Shen all looked like they had swallowed ten flies raw.

First, they couldn't stand Old Man Shen's waste of money, and second, they really couldn't accept that Meng Hao, a country mud leg, was actually an invisible tyrant.

Three thousand taels! That's three thousand taels!

Feng Shi is in Dingbei Hou Mansion, a year's monthly silver, medicinal supplements, summer ice and winter charcoal, four seasons clothes, satin cloth, rouge gouache, head and face jewelry... Then there are all kinds of filial piety that can be received at four hours and eight festivals, and these things are all added together, and it is difficult for her to save three thousand taels all year round.

And the second master Shen's family, their family is all year round, the master and the subordinates are added together, and the expenses for the whole year are only more than 1,000 taels.

Although this has a lot to do with the fact that they live in civilian areas where small traders and hawkers are concentrated, who of them will analyze these things objectively and rationally now?

In their eyes and hearts, all they can see and think of is Meng Hao's wealth.

They are now full of their minds - their family's food and clothing in the past two years, Meng Zhen, a firewood girl from the countryside, actually took it out and gave it to Old Man Shen to spend casually without blinking, how arrogant this is.

Zhao Shi tore his handkerchief with both hands, and Shen Weizhu's eyes were red with jealousy.

Second Master Shen, who had been holding a tea cup and pretending to be deep, couldn't sit still at this time, his eyes were staring directly at Meng Hao's purse, and he had the urge to snatch it and take it for himself.

Who is Meng Zhen?

It's not fun to play martial arts.

Meng Hao's five senses are so acute, except for Su Shen, no one in the room can compare with her.

It was the eager gaze of Second Master Shen staring at her purse, and Meng Hao quickly noticed it.

She smiled in her heart, but her face was silent and deliberately touched her large purse stuffed with silver tickets.

In fact, she deliberately prepared this purse, in order to let the second master Shen's family, who had an eye for money, see what it meant to be a "walking little vault".

It's just that Meng Zhen never expected that the first use of her purse silver ticket was to buy Old Man Shen.

"Daughter-in-law Sun, you can ask someone to take down this futon. It's not a year's festival, what are you doing for them to make such a big ceremony? ”

"You don't expect me, a bad old man who eats white rice, to prepare a big gift for his granddaughter and grandson-in-law, right? I tell you I don't have that much money! ”

Old Man Shen let go of Su Shen, and as soon as his waist straightened, he began to direct Shen Weide's wife to collect the futon.

Of course, Shen Weide's wife didn't want to treat Meng Zhen, who was so popular but had nothing to do, that she immediately knelt down on Feng's.

Now that Old Man Shen spoke, Shen Weide's wife immediately signaled her maid to take away the two futons on the ground with lightning speed.

By the time Feng remembered to object, the futons had already been taken outside the house.

Feng Shi is so angry!

Although she was also very enthusiastic about the silver tickets that Meng Zhen gave to Old Man Shen, she was not Old Man Shen after all, so she couldn't do anything to ask the junior for silver tickets with white teeth.

Of course, this was just a way for Feng to comfort himself.

The reason why she didn't want it was not that she didn't want it, but that she knew that even if she learned from Old Man Shen to show her face, Meng Zhen would definitely not let her get the silver ticket.

This dead girl is on the same vine as her stepson, and Feng doesn't think that Meng Hao will take the initiative to send it to the door for her to loot.

Knowing that he couldn't take advantage of money, Feng planned to take advantage of his status as an elder to make things difficult for Meng Hao.

And the first hurdle for her to make things difficult for Meng Zhen was naturally to make her kowtow and kneel in front of her.

The scene in Feng's imagination made her very relieved, but the reality was very different from her imagination.

Not to mention that the one-two-three-four-five-six sub-level made it difficult for Meng Zhen, and now she couldn't even touch the edge of the kneeling gift she should have gotten.

And the culprit of all this is undoubtedly the old man Shen who made her so angry that he vomited blood.

If it weren't for this old thing's eyes on the money and letting Meng Hao buy it completely with three thousand taels, why would she have planned to go bankrupt directly before she started to attack?

Feng was so angry, but there were many people who were even more angry than her.

Seeing that Old Man Shen was humming a little song, he stuffed the silver ticket into his pocket beautifully, and he didn't mean to share it at all, Second Master Shen was suddenly inspired by his "cold-blooded and ruthless" father, and the new hatred and old hatred surging in his heart.

The anger of the Zhao family and Shen Weizhu was directed at Meng Hao, these two people had suffered a loss under Meng Hao's hands just now, so they were the ones who were most looking forward to Feng being able to give Meng Hao a little color.

However, the good show they were looking forward to hadn't started yet, and Meng Zhen had already been protected by Old Man Shen by mistake, which made the Zhao mother and daughter almost spurt out a mouthful of blood without being stunned.

"Then you go on, I'll leave first, the private room of the first class of Cuiying Pavilion is not waiting for anyone." Old Man Shen didn't know if he really didn't notice it, or if he deliberately ignored the various depressions of the Feng family and his second son's family, anyway, after the old man got the silver ticket, he immediately went out of the house to book a private room.

The Feng family and the second master Shen family had no time to stop them, they could only watch as the old man Shen took away the three thousand taels of silver tickets that they also wanted to share.