Chapter Seventy-Seven: Unbelief

The leading bearded servant rolled his eyes, although Shengjing City is big, there are many people, what happens in any family, as long as there are rumors, the speed of rumors is the same as the wind.

Jing'anbo Mansion is also a noble family, and when ordinary people have nothing to do, they like to inquire about the interesting things in these high doors and their private affairs as after-dinner conversations.

A few days ago, the third grandmother of Jing'anbo Mansion was named Jinyi Township Jun by the Holy Decree and did not avoid people, Chu Lian stayed in Jing'anbo Mansion and ignored the things outside the window, but it was already spread all over Shengjing City.

Although many royal relatives of the clan have been sealed in this dynasty, in recent decades, the third grandmother of Jing'anbo Mansion is still the first foreign woman to receive the title of the Holy Parent, how can it not be surprising.

Even many important ministers and noblewomen and housewives are waiting for the opportunity to meet the newly crowned Jinyi Xiangjun!

Just because of the title of a Wupin Township Jun, Chu Lian was passively pushed to the highest level of rumors in Shengjing City, and became very famous.

This official is not stupid, and the leading official immediately reacted to Chu Lian's identity, he glared at the shopkeeper fiercely, eager to tear down his bones.

Damn, he's still the son of Jing'anbo's house, and he doesn't even know his own master, you deserve to be unlucky!

The leading official became more respectful, and even a little more flattering, "Nobleman, this evil servant who doesn't know what to do, let the little one deal with it for you, so as not to hinder your eyes here." ”

Chu Lian frowned slightly, she really didn't like the attitude of this leading official who changed his face like turning a book, and said lightly: "Don't bother you, I will send someone to send them back to the mansion in a while, and ask the housekeeper to deal with it personally." ”

If the shopkeeper Wang's family doesn't grow up, it is also the old lady's marrying slave, how can she rely on her identity to be handed over to a few officials so casually.

The leading official had a little scorn on his face, but he could only shut up.

As soon as Chu Lian's words came out, the three members of the Wang family seemed to be frightened, and knelt down in front of Chu Lian again and again to beg for mercy.

Chu Lian disliked the annoying family, so he asked the family who came with him to gag and tie up the people, and sent them back to the house to be handed over to the housekeeper first.

Q Qing politely sent a few officials away.

The lobby of the forest residence was finally vacant, and only the people brought by Chu Lian remained.

At this time, there was a sound of slow footsteps from the backyard, Chu Lian raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect that there were still people in Guilin Curie.

I saw the door curtain move slightly, and an old man in a coarse cloth shirt with gray hair came out.

The old man raised his head and met Chu Lian's gaze, he was slightly stunned, and then smiled kindly.

"The old servant dares to ask if you are the little master of the owner's family?"

Wen Qing and Lan looked at each other, with doubts on their faces.

Wen Qing took a step forward and helped the old man to Chu Lian's side, "Old man, this is the third grandmother in the house, and the old lady has already handed over this restaurant to the third grandmother to take care of." ”

The old man's eyes instantly burst into light, and his wrinkled face was more like air-dried orange peel.

"Guilinju is finally saved, saved!" the old man laughed with tears in his eyes and wiped his tears with his sleeve.

Chu Lian was strange, "May I ask who the old man is?"

The old man hurriedly calmed down and said, "I also ask the third grandmother to forgive her sins, but the old servant did not think it through." The old servant is the bookkeeper of this forest house......"

The old man is also surnamed Wang, but he is not a member of the Wang shopkeeper's family, and he is also a servant of Jing'anbo's house.

He was sent to Guilinju as an errand clerk 20 years ago, and he worked hard all his life, and he should have returned to Jing'anbo Mansion to retire at this age, but after the business of Guilinju plummeted, it fell into the hands of the Wang family, and the old man was reluctant to stay.

Wang Jifang is the wounded soldier who was saved by the old uncle, because he is old, he has not married a wife after recovering from his injuries, and he has no relatives in Jing'an Bofu, where can he compete with the Wang family, so he can only endure it in Guilin Ju.

"Third grandmother, you wait. When the king had finished speaking, he went to the backyard on crutches, and returned in a short time with a wooden box. Holding the wooden box in front of Chu Lian, "Third grandmother, this is the account book that the old servant kept in private, and I also asked the third grandmother to look at it." ”

It turned out that the king's shopkeeper had long since used the king's account room to manage the account room, and the account books he handed in were all forged by himself.

Chu Lian didn't expect this old man to be able to do this part, although he knew in his heart that these account books were useless at all, but he still solemnly took it, a fruit obtained through hard work, whether it is big or small, sweet or sour, should be given due attention and respect.

"There's really an old gentleman in the labor room. Chu Lian sincerely thanked.

Wang Shufang's smiling eyes narrowed into a slit, "Where did the third grandmother say, this is the old slave's business." ”

Next, he was led by the king's account room to go around in Guilinju.

There is also a forty-year-old mother-in-law who does rough work in the backyard of Guilinju, and thanks to her taking care of the Wang account room on weekdays, the Wang account room can live safely under the exploitation of the Wang family.

Chu Lian stood in the backyard of Guilinju, looking at the pattern. Although the faΓ§ade of Guilin Ju is inconspicuous, it is far less than the magnificent restaurants on Suzaku Street in Shengjing City, but it has its own characteristics.

The pattern of returning to the forest house is like a gourd, the door is small, but the place to enter is large, and the backyard has two entrances, although there is no second floor, but it can be remedied with this large backyard.

There are private houses on the left and right, and I heard from the king's account room that after the West Market moved away, the courtyard of Anle Fang was worthless at all, and there was an empty household next to it that no one lived in.

The king's account room led Chu Lian into the courtyard of the second entrance, only to hear the king's shopkeeper say: "Originally, this courtyard was reserved for guests as a side room, but since the business plummeted, it was occupied by the Wang family. ”

Chu Lian walked into the courtyard and saw that the courtyard had an exquisite pattern, with a little Xiangfei bamboo planted in a corner of the courtyard, and a small rockery next to it, with stone tables and stone benches on the side of the rockery. On the other side, there is a small bush of plantains, and the promenade leading to the house is full of wisteria, and the best thing is that the house next to the plantain bush actually has a small piano room.

This Gui Linju, who has been doing a loss-making business for many years, was completely unexpected by Chu Lian.

Chu Lian chatted with the old tent for a little more than half an hour, and then got into the carriage and left with the account book full of wooden boxes.

The king's bookkeeper and the rough mother-in-law sent people all the way to the mouth of the alley, and the gray-haired king's bookkeeper finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the carriage merging into the lively street, but there was not much hope in a pair of cloudy old eyes.

He turned around, leaned on crutches, and walked step by step towards Guilinju, and the rough envoy who was holding him only heard an inaudible sigh.

The mother-in-law was puzzled, "Mr. Wang, the third grandmother sent the third grandmother to rectify the restaurant, why are you not happy at all?"

The old tent stopped, looked up and looked around, and smiled bitterly, "How can it be like it was in the past!"

In fact, the old tent didn't believe that this Guilinju could restore its former prosperity, he was also an old man, he had lived for so many years, and he had been a bookkeeper in Guilinju for twenty or thirty years, and had experienced the prosperity and decline of Guilinju. The world has changed, and it is not unreasonable for Guilinju to develop to this day.

Looking at the entire Shengjing City, the famous teahouse, restaurant, gold and silver shop, which one is not in the place where the flow of people is concentrated, there is an old saying: the aroma of wine is still afraid of deep alleys. What's more, it's a restaurant based on the flow of people.

The mother-in-law around her doesn't understand the meaning of the old tent, she is short-sighted, in her opinion, the main family has silver, then everything can be done, where there is something that can't be done with silver!

"Old gentleman, this is a bad idea, you see, as soon as the third grandmother came today, she sent the Wang family away, but it makes people happy!" Obviously, this rough mother-in-law is not less tormented by the Wang family on weekdays.

"Lao Li's family, where do you know this, and look at it! Hey......" The old tent stopped talking to his mother-in-law, and walked slowly towards the simple Guilin residence with a door plaque.

To tell the truth, these three grandmothers are just a young girl who has just reached the end of the year, even if the family is pampered, with the character and talent of the lady of the family, but if you want to revitalize a restaurant, it is still such an old restaurant in the alleys, where is it so easy.

The momentum of the people does not mean that it is easy to revitalize the restaurant!

Chu Lian in the carriage didn't know that the old tent didn't have any confidence in her, she was opening the curtain from time to time to look at the scene outside!

It's hard to go out alone, wouldn't it be a pity to just go back and not go shopping?

Wen Qing and Wenlan, who were also in the carriage, also saw Chu Lian's interest and glanced at each other with a smile.

Asked Qingdao: "Third grandmother, why don't you let the slave and maid tell you?"

Chu Lian stared at Wen Qing with wide eyes in surprise, "Are you all familiar with these places?"

Wen Lan pursed her lips and smiled, she is more introverted than Wen Qing, and she talks less, she can not speak, she generally doesn't like to speak, if she is with Wen Qing, she will ask Qing to reply.

"The third grandmother, the slave maid and the young man all grew up in the streets and alleys of Shengjingcheng, although they lived in Zhuangzi with Mama Zhong in the first two years, they often came to Shengjing City to buy, and they were like a few treasures in this Shengjing City. ”

Chu Lian blinked, his eyes were full of surprise, ah! This is a ready-made living map!

"Then tell me about it. ”

Although Chu Lian has also been in Shengjing City since he was a child, he is the daughter of Xungui's family after all, and he rarely goes out.

In the slight shaking of the carriage, Wen Qing smiled and said to Chu Lian.

"Third grandma, let's get out of the boundary of Changpingfang immediately, look, after this small street, there is Pingkangfang in front......"

The origin of this Pingkang Fang is not small, because it is adjacent to Dongshi on the left, Xuanyangfang on the south, and Chunming Avenue on the north, which is generally the place where the mansions of important ministers in the DPRK and the Central Committee are located, and there are also some officials and sons from other places stationed in Beijing who choose people to live for a long time.

For example, Lord Yang's mansion was in this Pingkang Fang before.

Chu Lian lifted the curtain and looked out curiously, and suddenly a figure broke into her line of sight.