The sun was about to set in the west, and it was quiet in front of Xiao Feng's stall.
Housekeeper Liu's house bounced up his legs happily, very shy.
Liu Xueer, who borrowed two taels of silver from her brother, was trying to sneak into the country for the third time, but was still intercepted by the maids in the mansion.
Liu Peng, who was covering his sister's actions, was spanked by Liu Tong, and the pocket money he finally saved was confiscated. The dual physical and mental pain made him cry loudly in an attempt to gain sympathy and recover the loss.
At this critical moment, Liu Tong was a strong man in charge, facing his wife's cold eyes, his daughter's tears, and his son's howls, repeating them over and over again like Xianglin's wife.
"I am doing this for Xue'er's good, and you will understand in the future!"
There is only a quarter of an hour left before victory.
From a distance, a woman walked over like a willow, followed by a sturdy man.
Under everyone's gaze, someone called out the woman's name: "Isn't this Miss Shui?"
Miss Shui walked to Xiao Feng's stall, looked at him sadly, and threw a handkerchief on his table.
The sound of "dong" is quite heavy. Everyone's hearts beat with this sound.
Not only the butler's heart was beating, his whole body was jumping.
"Girl, I heard that this man is a liar, don't waste your money!"
The housekeeper is loyal and working hard for the Liu family and the master. As long as he persuades Miss Shui to leave, it will be the last straw for Xiao Feng.
"Don't worry, I don't tell fortunes. Mom has given an order. Anyone who is qualified to hang a lantern upstairs in Chunyan is not allowed to come to his place to tell fortunes."
As she spoke, Miss Shui pointed at the tall man behind her and glared at him angrily: "Now I even go shopping with you."
The sturdy man smiled and said, "Girl, don't blame me. I am carrying my mother's job. I have to do whatever my mother asks me to do."
The housekeeper immediately felt relieved and smiled broadly: "Just don't count the girl, just don't count."
But I really wonder in my heart. If there are powerful people behind Chunyan Tower, they may not be afraid of Zhao Wenhua. Why is my mother so cooperative?
Although Chunyan Tower is considered a business, the flesh and blood business seems to have nothing to do with the contractors from the Ministry of Works, right?
"This is the money my sister paid for the calligraphy test a few days ago. She left in a hurry. Before leaving, she entrusted this to me and asked me to pay it to you. I just happened to be unwell these past two days, so I came two days late. .”
Before Xiao Feng could say anything, Qiaoqiao had already eagerly untied the handkerchief. Inside was an ingot of five taels of silver, glowing faintly green.
Xiao Feng was trembling crazily in his heart, wishing he could get up and give Butler Liu a big blow to vent his bad temper, but on the surface he was calm and calm.
"The fee for painting the girl that day was three taels, which is too much. Qiao Qiao, please find two taels of silver and give it to Miss Shui."
The people around him were immediately impressed by Xiao Feng's masterful demeanor. They said it was three or two, and he didn't care about the extra money. Could this be a liar?
Qiaoqiao was a little reluctant to part with it, but she definitely obeyed the master's words unconditionally, so she started digging through the pile of broken silver.
Miss Shui waved her hand: "No need. Hua'er told me before she left that the extra money is thanks to you. If it weren't for your divine calculation, she wouldn't have such a good ending."
After saying that, Miss Shui glanced at Xiao Feng with nostalgia, and looked at the sturdy man with a pleading look. She was already weak and beautiful, but this discharge made me pity her even more.
It's a pity that the big man has lived in the flowers for a long time, and he has the consciousness of a brothel protector. He just smiled and said: "Miss Shui, don't make things difficult for the young ones. The young ones' jobs are important."
The old Taoist couldn't help it anymore: "Chunyanlou's mother is said to be a business expert, known as Huanchang Mengchang, and has a harmonious relationship with the girls. Why is fortune telling banned?"
The sturdy man looked at the old Taoist and said with a smile: "Taoist Master, I don't know. Mom does not prohibit fortune telling, but only prohibits fortune telling from Young Master Xiao. If Miss Shui wants to do fortune telling with you, Taoist Master, that's fine."
The old Taoist was stunned: "Why is this?"
The big man still smiled apologetically in a professional manner: "Mom said that if the girls all ask Mr. Xiao to do good things, her Chunyan Tower will be closed. As for other fortune tellers, whatever."
These words are not very harmful, but extremely insulting. Even a fool can understand the meaning behind them.
Xiao Feng's calculations are accurate, so don't ask him for calculations. The old man next to you is a liar, but it doesn't matter, you don't believe it anyway.
Xiao Feng put all the scattered silver into Qiaoqiao's pocket, and then handed two ingots and five taels of silver to the housekeeper of Liu's house.
In full view of everyone, Liu's housekeeper had no choice but to take out the previous receipt and cancel it. Then he walked back with a sad face, holding the silver in his hands.
That look didn't look like he was holding a dozen taels of silver, but like he was holding an urn of a relative's ashes, as if he was grieving.
Xiao Feng picked up all the remaining copper coins on the table, including the fifty coins that Lao Dao had supported before, and the copper coins from Qiao Qiao's cloth sales, and placed them all on Lao Dao's table.
Then he bowed solemnly: "Thank you, Taoist Master, for your generous helping hand. I will remember this deeply in my heart."
The old Taoist stood up hurriedly: "Whatever you say, it doesn't help. It's inappropriate."
Xiao Feng smiled. The old Taoist's robe was very ragged, but his income was actually pretty good, especially since business was better these days. He must have money somewhere, otherwise he wouldn't be so miserable.
Although the old Taoist raised money for him, maybe he wanted to keep him as a foil, but it was not easy for someone who valued money so much.
A thousand-year record of receiving favor from others, Xiao Feng was like this in his previous life, and it will not change in this life.
Miss Shui left with the sturdy man. Before she left, she said reluctantly: "Mr. Xiao, remember to come to Chunyan Tower to see me when you have time. I will pay my share to entertain you."
This is a tip of the hat, but Xiao Feng knows in his heart that although he looks good, he is not so good that Miss Shui covets him. She wanted him to tell her fortune.
No matter how lenient my mother is, she can't just stare at the girl doing what others like to do in the middle of the night. Who can stop me from reading words under the covers?
Xiao Feng waved his hand to express his willingness to talk, and then suddenly thought of Zhang Tianci. I don’t know what’s going on with this guy. He respects me very much. It doesn’t seem appropriate to be a member of the same camp.
Liu Tong sat alone at the dinner table, pouring and drinking. The time when meals are served is very sacred in the Liu family. The ancestral motto of the Liu family is that "food is the most important thing for the people".
But now the whole family has no intention of eating. The food was placed on the table, Liu Xueer lay on the bed crying, and Mrs. Liu sat on the edge of the bed to persuade her.
Liu Peng also lay on the bed. He already had his money back and no longer had to act miserable, but his butt was really hurting and he didn't dare to sit down.
Liu Tong comforted himself that all this was temporary pain, and everything would be fine after he completely defeated Xiao Feng.
My daughter may be in a mood for a few days and then gradually calm down. When she marries a good husband, she will thank herself.
In all conscience, how can there be a father who does not love his children? Although he was doing it for the Liu family, he was also doing it for Xueer!
Unfortunately, Madam Qi still didn't understand her. Liu Tong touched the bubbles at the corner of his mouth and it was burning. He really wanted to rebel and take a concubine.
What's wrong with taking a concubine when you're a dignified member of the Household Department? What's wrong? He felt that if he drank another half a pound of wine, he might have the courage to shout out.
The housekeeper came in sadly carrying the money, followed by several servants who were probing around, among them there must be spies from the madam and the young lady.
Liu Tong's heart sank when he saw the butler's expression, but he still had a glimmer of hope, maybe...
The butler put the money on the table and told the story again, without any desire to perform. The story was dry and far less exciting than the previous few days.
Liu Tong looked bitterly at the ten taels of silver, and then at the loyal butler, unable to blame him, and waved him off.
He looked at the empty dining table sadly and had no appetite at all. He got up and walked out.
When I walked to the door, there was chatter outside, mixed with Liu Xueer's cheerful laughter.
"Eat, eat, I'm starving, Peng'er, walk faster! Mom, hold on to his other arm!"
"Son, hurry up. It's rare for your sister to have a good appetite. The food has been served for a long time and it's time to get cold."
"Mom, sister, slow down, my butt hurts!"
Liu Tong was so angry that he threw his wine glass.
"It's so hard for me!"
