Broke out in love, lost your job, lost friends and relatives, lost what you once owned, got fired, dumped, don't be discouraged, don't be discouraged, be more open-minded, let go of some things, forget some things, people still have to continue to live, otherwise they will commit suicide and wipe their necks.
Although he is a time traveler, Wang Busheng does not have the superpower to see into people's hearts. If Wang Bushi knew what Liu Mei was thinking at this moment, he would definitely feed him another bowl of chicken soup for the soul to warm his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and stomach. If he knew that he had just gained a devoted slave through simple ordinary actions, Wang Bushi would also I will definitely use the unscrupulous tricks used by mall bosses in my previous life to deceive their employees, and it will not be a problem to gain a group of loyal subordinates in a short period of time.
Wang Bushit looked at Liu Mei eagerly until he took all the sugar into his mouth. His face was full of anticipation and a trace of nervousness. The sweetness he ate was not really sweet, and his wife had the possibility to comfort him. It’s really good when everyone is happy, and it’s really sweet when everyone thinks it’s sweet.
Liu Mei finished eating, but the comment Wang Bu Shou expected did not appear. He still sat there stupidly and pretended to be serious. The impatient Wang Bu Shou finally couldn't help it, pushed Liu Mei and asked, "After eating, how does it taste?"
"Um, what is it, what does it smell like?" Liu Mei, who had been thinking about it, came back to her senses and was asked by Wang Busheng, who was full of doubts.
"Well, doesn't this kid eat without thinking? He wandered off to the west without thinking."
"I asked you, how does the sugar you eat taste?" Wang Busheng reminded.
"Ah, oh, it's white sugar," Liu Mei suddenly realized and hurriedly raised her thumb to confirm, "Sweet, it's really sweet, Master, where did you get this?"
"This person's brain reflex arc may be a bit long, and it takes so long for his taste buds to function," Wang Busei guessed in his mind.
"Hahaha, secret." Wang Bu die is not stupid, and Wang Bu die is still wary of someone he has only met a few times. How can he tell others the secret recipe.
"Here, mix the sugar into the rice. It tastes better." Wang Bushu picked up the sugar and poured a little into the cold bowl. Then Liu Mei and herself mixed the rice with the sugar. They never got tired of eating the big fish and meat of the children of poor families in their previous lives.
"Ouch, ouch, leave some for me." When he saw that there was only a little bit in the bowl, Fu Jia quickly stopped him, grabbed the bowl and shouted.
"Um, Master, weren't you afraid of being poisoned and refused to eat?" Wang Bushit asked.
"I'm over a hundred years old, I'm old enough to poison myself to death." He poured the remaining sugar in the bowl into his own bowl. Of course, in front of some juniors, the rich still want to be ashamed, and the behavior of sticking out their tongues and licking the bowl will not happen.
Well, the attitude changes so quickly. Is this a legendary change of face?
Because of the new thing like sugar, everyone enjoyed this dinner, which was not a very good one. Even Leng Bingbing ate a lot more.
"Master, how was your meal today?" Wang Bushi asked cheerfully.
"Well, it's okay."
"Well, the old man is using nouns",
"Apprentice, master is already so old. He doesn't like wine and is lewd. His only hobby is eating. Don't hide any delicious food in the future. Just take it out." Fu Jia said very straightforwardly, without any concealment or shame, that eating is also a hobby.
"Well, Master has finished eating. Let's settle the accounts."
"What?" When the rich man heard this, he jumped up and said, "Master has to charge you for eating something from you. Your conscience has been eaten by a dog."
"Well, what does this have to do with conscience? It's innocent." However, Wang Busheng had no intention of asking Master for food money, so he explained, "Master, look at what you said, I still want food money from you, I'm still a human being."
"Then what do you mean"? Fu Jiafang carefully covered his chest. Could it be that this boy is thinking about his money again? The old man thought in his mind.
"I'm talking about him." Wang Bushui pointed at Liu Mei who was passing away the leftovers, and then said, "The apprentice bought this servant for you for five hundred, no, eight hundred taels." Thinking of what the old man said, people have tens of thousands of taels of private money. It is so unfortunate that the money has not been spent after someone dies. Wang Busheng decided to spend some money for the old man.
"I have no money, I'm very poor," the rich person refused hastily.
"Master, I am the one who wrote the IOU, and I wrote your name on it." Wang Bushi smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"What, it's my name." Rich A was very angry. "The seller has no brains. He believed it since he didn't have identity authentication."
"Well, this only shows that Master, you have a good reputation and are well-known in Songjiang Mansion." He looked at Fu Jia mysteriously, "Master, think about it, you bought a young and strong man for only 800 taels. , and it doesn’t look ugly. It is definitely a favorite dish for middle-aged and elderly women. He does laundry and cooking, oh, forget about cooking, he is good at cleaning and doing housework. You can also let him go out to carry sacks to earn money to support the family. If it really doesn't work, Master, you can break his legs and cooperate with Master in begging. It can be said that one person can do multiple things and achieve multiple things with one stone. It doesn't require eight or eight or nine or nine, but only eight hundred taels. It's definitely a conscience price. Take it. It’s a good buy for both pants and underwear.”
The corners of Liu Mei's lips twitching next to her were wondering if she had entered a wolf's den, and if she had nothing to eat, she would chop herself into buns.
"Is it okay to break the legs? Isn't it a bit cruel?" Rich A asked in a low voice. After all, turning a normal person into a disabled person still made Rich A feel a little uneasy about his conscience.
"Well, Master, you really have such an idea," Wang Bushit was speechless. He was also helpless to the rich man who was so keen on begging. He could only advise, "Master, no one can do that." .
Rich A was very disappointed, and the excitement just now disappeared. "Yeah."
"Master, apart from breaking the legs, its other uses are still very practical. It is a sure-profit business. And Master, if you don't break the legs, you can make him pretend to be a fool, and the effect will be very good."
"My silly son," after pondering for a long time, the wealthy party nodded, "Well, this method is also very good, the method is quite novel, and it will not be a problem to recover the eight hundred taels in a short period of time."
The leg was saved, and Liu Mei finally felt relieved, but, well, it doesn't matter if she pretends to be a fool, it only hurts the spirit, not the body.
"Yes, yes, it is definitely a good idea to make money without losing money. A fence has three stakes, and a hero has three gangs. Master begging now also requires collective cooperation. This is the progress of the times. We must also change, otherwise we will falling behind others",
"Okay, isn't it just eight hundred taels? I'm in trouble, what a big deal." After thinking about it, the wealthy party regained a new life. His voice was a little louder, so he quickly took out the banknote and counted it carefully seven or eight times before handing it to Wang Busui. Well, the old man was afraid that he would be underpaid.
"Apprentice, it's not easy for master to earn some money. You can keep bargaining and see if you can get a discount," the rich man said heartbrokenly.
"Um, Master, let me try." He pulled the banknote forcefully and put it into his arms. Wang Busui was still very happy when he saw the money back for the first time.
"Who, Liu Mei, go, go into the house and make the bed first, and sleep in my house tonight." Naturally, the value of the things you buy must be unlimited. This is the respect for money.
"Um, Master, Liu Mei is only responsible for making the bed. Heating the bed is not allowed." Wang Bushi carefully reminded that the servant he bought should not let him fall into the tiger's den again. Wang Bushi did not want to repeat Jia Yingjun's tragic experience with Liu Mei.
"You fart, Master is like that. There are two beds in my room. Today I will also discuss tomorrow's work with this kid." After saying this, Fu Jia picked up Liu Mei and walked into the house.
"Haha, sir, I can go on my own." Carefully stopping the intimate gesture of holding hands by the rich, Liu Mei turned to Wang Busheng for help.
Wang had no choice but to pay attention to his safety and buy him a helmet. At such an old age, the old man should not have to worry about that. He could only comfort him and said, "Liu Mei, don't be afraid. Master is a very serious person." Men will not do anything to you,"
"Every man is very serious, what is not serious is only in his heart." Wang Busheng suddenly remembered this very popular saying in his previous life, and then shouted loudly, "What, Liu Mei, life is like this, it will pass if you endure it, Endure the calm for a while and take a step back to fill the sky with chrysanthemums. If it hurts, just shout out and we won’t laugh at you.”
Suddenly a black object flew towards Wang Busui. Let's call it a hidden weapon for now.
As a martial arts master who dances after hearing a chicken, how could a small hidden weapon hurt Wang BuSheng? Wang BuSheng quickly raised his right hand, and without any accident, Wang BuSheng caught the hidden weapon steadily.
"Well, they are the old man's shoes." In order to order more, the old man also traveled a lot. Coupled with the hot weather and the smell, Wang Busheng only felt the blood surge, and he felt like he was suffocating and wanted to vomit. "It turns out that he was injured. What is most valuable to a person is not the weapon itself, but the colorless and odorless poison it carries.” Quickly throwing away his shoes, Wang Bu Die felt nauseated.
"You bastard, if you keep talking nonsense, see how I deal with you."
A quiet woman is always beautiful. Leng Bingbing is a quiet beauty. She does her own thing quietly without being disturbed or disturbing others. Watching the playful banter between Wang Busheng and Fu Jia, Leng Bingbing suddenly felt... It gave me a feeling of home. Isn’t that what a real home should be like, with trivial details and more laughter.
When the family is harmonious and everything prospers, the same is true for a country. Only when the king is upright to the court, the ministers are upright to the country, the father is kind and the son is filial, the husband and wife are harmonious, and everyone obeys the way of heaven and abide by their duties, can the three talents be prosperous, the three lights lasting, the society harmonious, the country peaceful and the people safe.
Maybe it was the oath I made, or maybe it was the vague feeling for Wang Busheng that made me make up my mind to follow Wang Busheng wholeheartedly. It can be said that the feeling of home today made Leng Bingbing feel really It's a very good feeling, a feeling I've never had before in my life, or it's a feeling I've long forgotten.
With deep love, eyes full of eyes, and cold teeth slightly exposed, she hugged Wang Busheng and whispered in Wang Busheng's ear, "Thank you, sir."
