Mrs. Ma collects orders in the backyard of dim sum.

The test booths of each test center have been closed, and they are the stalls that San'er and Sizhuang help collect.

The old lady put the list up, reconciled them one by one, tried how much she ate, how much Leba produced, and Lieba didn't say anything, and it was not hard enough to remove the oil paper and transport the cattle back and forth to eat forage, and it really didn't make anything.

The main thing is to calculate how much money has been sold, and whether the money for the test basket bought for San'er has been earned.

In addition, on this day alone, someone booked, and there was a walk all the way to buy, "imperial examination dim sum", some children in the family will participate in the imperial examination in the future, now buy back to eat a lottery. There are a lot of such scattered transactions today.

Mrs. Ma decided: I need to arrive at the test center earlier tomorrow.

At this time, Song Fusheng's family was also in the dim sum shop, and they came here with the old lady after withdrawing the stall.

Qian Peiying helped cut the oil paper downstairs, Song Fuling was in the back stove, and after a while, Mrs. Ma led someone into the building, "Let's go, fat girl, Qian, you go upstairs and call them, let's eat." ”

The old lady's second daughter-in-law, Zhu, was surprised: "Mother, go out to eat?" "I couldn't even think of it before.

"Ah, yes."

Old lady: I'm in for a treat, I'm happy, in the words of my little granddaughter, I'm going to make headlines today, and my third son is doing very well in the exam, double happiness.

Song Fusheng's uncle was stunned: "Brother and sister, what time is this?" Outside, people are about to close their stalls, right? Go out to eat, is there an open door? ”

Without waiting for Mrs. Ma to answer, the high butcher first replied affirmatively: "No." ”

Some stores rely on this time to make money.

And for the affluent in the city, the nightlife is just beginning.

I heard that it's always lively, and those who listen to the drama go shopping there or something, and they come out as soon as it gets dark.

Song Fusheng's uncle grinned at Lao Gao: Oh my God, if this is in the village, they are about to sleep, and there will be no one in the village for more than an hour, including them. ”

The Song Jiu clan is a very famous night owl in the village, often greedy for black work, the old man often said: "When you are full, you can press the kang head to do it." ”

Ge Erniu touched her wife with her arm: "Don't tsk, go pee, lest you go out and find a thatched house, which is not enough to throw in with you." ”

"Bhoo."

The eldest daughter-in-law of the high butcher also said, "Dad, go wash your hands." ”

The high butcher looked at his fingernails and buried them again, which was not good-looking, and hurriedly went to wash his hands.

The women were combing each other's hair.

Just downstairs, the group of people were busy tidying up themselves, and they went back to the restaurant, they had to take it seriously, Song Fuling and Qian Peiying went upstairs and called Song Fusheng.

The two of them saw Song Fusheng and Mi Shou on the balcony on the second floor, each person with a chaise longue, who had already taken off his shoes and shook his feet, and said:

"Uncle, isn't it good to be simple? All right, not good? After Mi Shou finished speaking, he stretched out his small hand to take the teacup and took a sip.

Song Fusheng put his hands behind his head, shook his feet leisurely and replied, "You are still young, you don't understand." I will, others will, can that open the gap? If you want to get rid of others and keep your distance from them as soon as possible, then you have a problem. ”

Qian Peiying and Song Fuling looked at each other.

Girl, look at your father, this villain has a will, you shouldn't bet on him. is there for Mi Shou, and his image is well maintained.

The dim sum shop left two people to stay in the store, and went back to pack meals for them.

A group of people went out in a big way.

"Brother and sister, that's?"

Qian Peiying told Zhu: "That's Buzhuang. ”

"Brother and sister, where did you buy those good clothes for the third brother?"

Qian Peiying said: "No, I am in Housidao Street, there is a good craft, this one rarely comes, but the proprietress of this house is very familiar with our old lady." ”

"My mother already knows a lot of people in the city? She knows all those who do business? ”

Qian Peiying shook her head, "It's not all, some of them know the old lady, and the old lady may not be able to call them by name." ”

Zhu Shi half-opened her mouth, and realized for the first time that her mother-in-law was actually a very powerful person outside.

After a pause for a few seconds, "Hey, third brother and sister, you wait for me." ”

Song Yinfeng and He were also talking and laughing in the back.

The entrance of Yipinxuan.

The uncle suddenly dragged Song Fusheng, and he didn't dare to shout loudly, for fear of embarrassing the child: "Give birth to a child, don't don't, just the sheep soup restaurant on the side of the road is in the middle, you listen to the uncle." "How much does it cost to get in here for a meal?

"Mr. Song."

"Mr. Song."

The four juniors hurriedly came out to greet them.

One of the juniors said eloquently: "When the owner left, I was looking forward to you coming, and our shopkeeper has been waiting for a long time, please." ”

In this way, the nine clan families led by the eldest uncle were warmly welcomed and invited in by the junior two.

And on Song Fusheng's side, the shopkeeper was talking to him, he nodded from time to time, and then turned back and motioned to Xiao Er to give the old lady and them to bring it to the private room, and someone suddenly called him: "Is it Brother Zijiao?" ”

Yo, old Pang.

The huge people of Kurabaya.

Lao Pang saw that Song Fusheng was very close, can he not kiss? Song Fusheng resigned, and he took over a lot. No, the supplier arranged for him to eat, and after eating, he was going to the next place, Lele.

This is what Song Fusheng said, when he was in office, he had real power in his hands, which was very eye-catching. For example, a trivial matter like fish oil, he didn't have to do anything, he signed and bought it normally, and signed at least 500 taels of rebates.

It's far away, isn't it, Song Fusheng simply said a few words to Lao Pang.

Upstairs, private room, two tables, dishes are all set.

The old men of the big boss and the butcher did not eat in a hurry, but each leaned on the window to look strange, looking at everything fresh, the red lanterns, and the people walking back and forth.

Please forgive them for living a "nightlife" for the first time. ”

In fact, it is only half past seven in the evening, and it is less than eight o'clock in the evening, Song Fuling deliberately sneaked a look at her watch, after all, she wants to ensure that her father sleeps, and she will take an exam tomorrow.

Ge Erniu: "Bum-hah? Eat or not? Xiao Er, who let people serve food back and forth, saw how bad it was, "I really can't afford to be embarrassed."

The eight old ladies with pink flowers are obviously much more knowledgeable than the bad old men in the family at the moment.

Qian Peiying also said: "You don't have to wait for the fat girl and her father, he can come up after talking to people, they are all his own family, hungry for a day?" Move the chopsticks. ”

When Mrs. Ma was full of food and drink, she pulled out the money bag around her waist, and when she was about to go downstairs to pay, the shopkeeper came in with a plate of watermelons, put the watermelons on the table, and whispered a few words to Song Fusheng with embarrassment.

The shopkeeper really didn't want to collect money, and their owner specially instructed him when he left, but the man looked like he had to settle the bill.

Song Fusheng said: "Okay, I know, it's okay, he will settle the bill." ”

Before the huge man left the restaurant, he paid for the meal for Song Fusheng's family. It's not entirely accurate, to be precise, it should be a merchant who arranges a huge number of people to pay for it.

Uncle and Zhu: Don't say anything about "......", it's really an eye-opener.

Is our family still the same family that fled the famine?

At that time, the little children in the family were all kneeling on the ground and begging, look at the present.

On the second day, before Song Fusheng entered the examination room, many candidates in their twenties were standing and talking in front of Mrs. Ma's examination booth.

Song Fusheng has only been taking the exam for one day, and he has met many "leaders of the same age." ”

When Yang Mingyuan was chatting with these people, he sneaked a glimpse of Song Lingling two or three times out of the corner of his eye.

On the second day, it was no longer a "test booth", and many merchants such as those who sold brushes and ink came.

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