Chapter 267: I Haven't Heard of It

"Smash me!" Meng Jia gave an order.

"Stop, stop...... It's your own family, your own family's ......" Thirteen Niang ran in panting, and coaxed flatteringly: "Don't be angry, son, this is the flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family doesn't know the ...... of the family"

Meng Jia sneered and pointed at Mu Yunhan: "Who is the family with her?" ”

"Of course it's a family, she's our partner." Thirteen Niang whispered a few words in Meng Jia's ear, took a step back, and gave Mu Yunhan a look: "Come and see the son." ”

Finally arrived in time, Mu Yunhan's hands that had been clenched finally let go, and said vigilantly: "Sister, don't lie to me." ”

Thirteen Niang sighed: "What did I lie to you about? This is the young master of our family. couldn't help but say, and dragged Mu Yunhan over: "You can't afford to listen to me!" ”

Mu Yunhan saluted at this time: "I've seen the son." ”

Meng Jia looked at her fiercely: "You seem to be very reluctant? ”

Thirteen Niang hurriedly said: "Son, don't you always confess that when you go out, you must remember that you are a member of the Meng family, and you can't lose the face of the Meng family?" It was when my sister heard this that she was so bold. If you want to blame, blame your subordinates. ”

Mu Yunhan was silent, lowered his head and said nothing.

I don't know how long it took, but the two violent gazes that fell on her finally softened a little.

"Pack all the dishes in your store and give them to the master, and the master won't care about you." Meng Jia opened the fan and shook it slowly and methodically, in a tone that was natural.

"Of course, it's rare for the son to like it, this is a big happy event......" Thirteen Niang gave Mu Tie Hammer a look and asked him to quickly put the dishes up.

Mu Tiehammer didn't dare to move, but when he saw Mu Yunhan nodded, he dared to get busy.

"Master, don't want these shiitake mushrooms!" Meng Jia occupied Mu Yunhan's seat, put his two long legs on the table, looked at Mu Yunhan sideways, snapped his fingers, and his entourage stepped forward to hand him the wind and water, that courteous.

At this moment, two soft sedan chairs stopped outside, and a servant woman walked in and said, "May I ask if this is a medicinal canteen that delivers food to the county mansion?" ”

Here comes the business! Mu Yunhan ignored Meng Jia's fierce eyes, and greeted him and said with a pleasant face: "Exactly, may I ask what the guests need?" ”

The servant woman glanced at the shelves and said, "Twenty catties of each vegetable and vegetable are divided, and they must be packed in gift boxes." ”

Mu Yunhan sighed and looked at Meng Jia in embarrassment: "It's really unfortunate, this guest wants them all, only shiitake mushrooms, or ask the guest to leave the address, and the fresh vegetables will be delivered early tomorrow morning, and they will be sent to the house immediately." ”

The vegetables and vegetables in the shop add up to one or two hundred catties, and Meng Jia has to take them all away, and he can't kill him.

The servant woman frowned, and had the courage to salute Meng Jia, and said, "This son, my master urgently needs these vegetables and vegetables, can you discuss and give us some?" ”

Meng Jia snorted coldly and ignored it.

The servant woman was very embarrassed and a little annoyed: "The son is from out of town, right?" My family's surname is Lin and I live in the ...... of Beizheng Street."

The Lin family is a well-known local squire, and there are children in the family who are officials in Beijing, even the county has to give a few thin noodles.

The servant woman thought that as long as she showed her identity, Meng Jia would always give a little thin face.

Who knew that Meng Jia sneered contemptuously: "I haven't heard of it." ”

The servant woman's face turned red and she couldn't get up in one breath, Mu Yunhan hurriedly pulled her out, whispered to apologize, and quietly stuffed a box as an apology.

The box contained four alien-shaped pumpkins wrapped in colorful silk threads, and the servant woman was comforted, so she whispered sympathetically: "You are unlucky to meet this kind of guest, you are a girl." ”