The door was opened, and the man dodged in and dragged Cui Qiao in.

The door was closed again, and the man who opened the door led them to a room, opened the curtain, and motioned for them to enter.

"The ...... of the king's shopkeeper"

The man visibly stammered, nodding at the people sitting in the room.

Cui Qiao hung her head, her hands nervously tugging at the hem of her clothes.

"Not a human yet?"

The man glared at her.

Shopkeeper Wang waved his hand, "Forget it, Fang Zike can bring it?" ”

"Brought, brought."

The man pushed Cui Qiao forward, "My sister remembers it all." ”

The shopkeeper looked up, and the people guarding the door immediately went to get a pen and paper and set it up.

Shopkeeper Wang picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, "Say it." ”

"I—I want a hundred taels of silver."

The room was silent.

Shopkeeper Wang didn't seem to hear Cui Qiao's words, "What are you talking about?" ”

Cui Qiao was a little louder, "I want a hundred taels of silver." ”

Shopkeeper Wang sneered, put down the pen, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, and sat down, "Do you want to sit on the ground and raise the price?" ”

"No, no."

The man came back to his senses, hurriedly explained, and glared back at Cui Qiao, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Don't hurry up and tell me the recipe. ”

Cui Qiao bit her lip and didn't speak.

When the man saw this, he raised his hand and was about to hit her.

"Alright."

The man quickly put down his hand and wanted to say something flattering—

Shopkeeper Wang shook the hem of his clothes and looked at Cui Qiao, "Your eldest brother told me that one square is ten taels of silver, and five are fifty taels." ”

Cui Qiao's mouth moved, and when he saw the man looking at him viciously, he moved to the side in fright, "Fang, Fangzi is here, in my brain, in my head, he, he said it doesn't count." ”

"You stinky girl!"

The man's hand rose again.

Cui Qiao was so frightened that she took a few steps back, but she didn't say anything to back down.

Shopkeeper Wang narrowed his eyes.

"I, I signed a death contract, once the master finds out that I will be beaten to death, I have to leave a sum of money for my father."

"My father and mother are raised by me, where do they need silver? Speak up quickly, or I'll see what I think of it! ”

The man said viciously.

Cui Qiao's body trembled a few times in fright, but she still didn't say anything.

Shopkeeper Wang leaned back in his chair, "This is not in accordance with the rules, if you negotiate fifty taels, fifty taels is fifty taels, and I won't give a penny more." ”

"Then I won't sell it."

Cui Qiao turned around and walked out, but was caught up by the man in three or two steps, and grabbed her hair, "Stinky girl, it's against you!" ”

Shopkeeper Wang looked at it coldly.

"If you dare to do it to me, I won't say a word."

Cui Qiao covered her head with both hands, trying to pull her hair out of the man's hands and threaten him.

The man was annoyed and angry, but he didn't dare to do anything more to her. One prescription is ten taels, and five prescriptions are fifty taels, which is enough for him to squander for a while.

Cui Qiao pulled her hair out of his hand and walked to the door.

"Stop!"

The man guarding the door reached out to stop her.

"For the sake of your filial piety, I'll add ten taels to you."

Cui Qiao didn't let go, "One hundred taels, not a penny less." ”

Shopkeeper Wang took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart, the man wanted to say something flatteringly, but he was so frightened by his cold eyes that he didn't dare to speak.

"People have to know how to stop in moderation, and it's not a good thing to be too greedy."

"I—I just want to leave more money for my father and mother to save their lives."

The king's treasurer sneered, "Are you sure that the silver will fall into their hands?" ”

Cui Qiao bit her lip and didn't speak, her attitude was very clear, she wanted a hundred taels.

The king's shopkeeper's hand on the table knocked on the tabletop, and every time he knocked it, the man's heart trembled, lest he say he wouldn't buy it in a fit of anger.

"Eighty taels."

The man was overjoyed, covered Cui Qiao's mouth, and pulled her outside, "I'll go back tonight, and I'll let your sister-in-law burn your father's house hot and cook them a few delicious dishes, and every day in the future." ”

Thirty taels more, he can't let this matter go yellow anyway. “

Cui Qiao's lips were bitten, and she nodded after a while.

The man immediately pulled her into the room and nodded flatteringly to the king's shopkeeper.

"I'm going to ask for the silver first."

The king's shopkeeper ordered someone to bring it, and without waiting for the man to stretch out his hand, Cui Qiao grabbed it and put it away.

The man glared at her, but didn't grab it. After going out for a while, he only needs to threaten his father, isn't this girl obediently given to him?

The shopkeeper got up, pulled up his sleeves, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink again, wrote down the recipe Cui Qiao said, and handed it to the person guarding the door, "Take it to the front, let them make some, the price is still half cheaper than over there." ”

Taking advantage of the time when the people at the door were walking in, Cui Qiao turned his head and ran out, the man was stunned for a moment, and the flattering shopkeeper bent down and hurriedly chased out.

Cui Qiao had already opened the gate and ran out, and the man was furious, and his feet were fast, and he was about to catch up with her.

A carriage drove past them, and Qing'er, who was sitting in front of the carriage, was surprised to see Cui Qiao, "Cui Qiao, why are you here?" ”

"I, I ......"

Cui Qiao's face turned pale, and she subconsciously covered the silver ticket in her arms.

Qing'er motioned for the coachman to stop, she jumped down from the carriage and held Cui Qiao, "Is it not that you are sick yet?" ”

Cui Qiao nodded in a panic.

Qing'er helped her into the carriage, and the man watched the carriage go away.

In the carriage, Cui Qiao knelt and handed the silver ticket to Song Wanyue.

"You take it."

Cui Qiao couldn't believe it.

The carriage arrived at the door of the pastry shop, put Cuiqiao and Qing'er down, turned the carriage, came to the pastry shop on the street, and stopped there quietly.

Half an hour later, five kinds of fresh pastries were baked, and the guys all cut them into small pieces and put them on plates, and placed them on the counter for those in line to taste for free.

Although most of them went there, there were also some greedy people who lined up here, and when they heard that they were allowed to try it for free, they all came forward one after another, took a small piece of each, and put it in their mouths.

"Miss Sun, someone has eaten."

The coachman whispered.

Song Wanyue lifted the curtain slightly, saw the scene outside, and hooked the corners of her lips.

"It's delicious."

Everyone was full of praise as they tasted it.

The guy smiled, "Ours is not only delicious, but also cheap, a ...... cheaper than over there."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the man who had eaten the most just now covering his stomach, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

"This pastry is poisonous!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground.

The rest of the people were stunned for a moment, and before they could throw away the pastries in their hands, they felt their stomachs hurt and fell to the ground one after another.

The guy who spoke just now was so shocked that he forgot to react.

Or another guy reacted, and ran to the backyard with a roll, and the shopkeeper Wang heard the report and hurried over, and saw the scene in front of him, and there was a bang in his head.