"Four tubes!"
"bump--"
"Hey, don't be anxious, I've confused the four tubes."
As soon as the mother-in-law played a four-tube card, Song Che pushed down the cards in his hand and started playing from beginning to end:
"All for one, right for each, four taels for each family, and then I'll give you a small change, a total of twelve taels, can you give me the money?"
I have nothing to do, let's play mahjong today.
Song Che, Shen E, Liu Xiang'er, mother-in-law, the four of them sat at the same table. Three women had a show, but they didn't win a single one.
After a few laps, Song Che's eyes were filled with broken silver. There was nothing he could do about it: first, he was lucky, second, he had superb skills, and third, he had good financial luck.
"Husband, you've been fighting for so long, why don't you get up and move around and ask our father to do it for you?" Shen Wenjun, who was watching from the side, winked at Song Che vigorously.
Song Che glanced at the three women at the same table with serious faces. He knew that he could no longer win, so he hammered his waist, "After Madam Jing said this, my waist is really a little sore,"
He stretched out, moved his buttocks away, and did not forget to put the handful of broken silver into his pocket, "Hey, mother, little sister, please take your time and play."
"Let's go."
Shen Wenjun dragged Song Che out of the hall.
Since it's a holiday, it's time to eat, drink and have fun, play cards at home during the day, listen to music and go boating by the canal in the evening.
The New Year atmosphere in Daliang begins three days before New Year's Eve. Thousands of households are decorated with lanterns and colorful lights. In the evening, the atmosphere is colorful and lively all night long.
"On the contrary, I have nothing to do and feel like a idle person."
Shen Wenjun lay with his face pillowed next to the hot spring bucket, his feet dangling leisurely in the water.
Song Che ordered people to build a stove on the outdoor wall and set up a large iron pot to heat hot water all the time. He then cut a small hole in the wall, just big enough for the bamboo pipe to pass through, and then placed a small hole in the side wall next to the wall. There is a large bathtub two feet long in the room.
Using the "siphon phenomenon" caused by the difference in air pressure, the hot water from the iron pot outside the wall is sucked into the bathtub. A bamboo pipe with the same displacement is connected under the bathtub. Water is poured in and out at the same time to keep the water in the bathtub. Keep the temperature constant, and add a few pieces of sulfur to activate blood circulation. In this way, an "artificial hot spring pool" is born.
"Hey, by the way, if you really think this holiday is boring, how about we go to Luoyang to watch 'Luo Chao' after the ancestor worship is finished after the new year?" Song Che suggested.
"Luochao" is so popular on the Mid-Autumn Festival, so the Lantern Festival must be great, and by the way, banks all over the world will be spread in the capital.
Mentioning Luo Chao, Song Che couldn't help but think of Lin Yue. He remembered that when she left Luoyang earlier, she had chased him and said that when the prince returned to Beijing on business, he would come to Suzhou to find him. However, almost half a year had passed and she still hadn't been seen. Could it be that the prince has not returned to Beijing yet, or has she forgotten about this matter?
When I think of Nvxia Lin, I can't help but think of Nvxia Ning. How are they doing now? The Chinese New Year is coming soon. People in Jianghu must be very lonely, right?
Look at the bath in front of you. Not to mention three women, even seven or eight women can fit in it.
"Okay, I really like Cuju, but my bones are too hard to do this technical job, but I am good at shuttlecock."
Shen Wenjun readily agreed.
"But I think your body is very weak."
Song Che put his arms around his sweet wife's slim waist and was about to fall in love with her in the water. Suddenly,
"Jingle Bell……"
The "phone" rang.
"Always interrupting when people come and interest me."
Song Che grabbed the receiver next to the bath and put it to his ear, listening to the voice from the other end:
"Sir, a man named Xu Dutou is looking for you... over."
"knew."
"Sir, you forgot to say it's over, it's over."
Damn, this little girl learns pretty fast.
"It's over, it's over, it's over."
Song Che hung up the receiver and smiled bitterly at Shen Wenjun: "It seems I have to go out."
Shen Wenjun followed him out of the bath, fetched a kerchief and clothes, helped his man get dressed, and said, "It's already afternoon, and this errand boy may not do anything good every time he comes to see you."
Song Che smiled and said, "I'm afraid he's not the only one looking for me."
Shen Wenjun squeezed the corners of his mouth, "If it's He Qiu, nothing good will happen. Now all the businessmen in Suzhou are very afraid of him."
"how?"
"The last time I went back to Dongshi, Boss Cao, who opened a restaurant, was taken to the government office and beaten forty times because he was two days late in paying taxes. He is almost sixty years old, but fortunately his body is strong enough. Otherwise he will be beaten to death in public, tell me if he is a poisonous snake."
"If you pay taxes one day late, you will pay one day less tax next month. Boss Cao thought that he could deceive He Qiu with his cleverness, but he didn't know that this official was much smarter than him."
"Anyway, don't be too accommodating to him. Only fools do thankless things during the Chinese New Year."
After putting on his clothes, Song Che left the house.
There was a very simple carriage parked outside the house. Xu Xiao was sitting on the shaft of the carriage as the driver. When he saw Song Che going out, he pointed at the carriage twice, signaling to get in quickly.
Song Che entered the carriage with a smile.
But He Qiu had a straight face and said impatiently, "What are you doing? Why did it take so long for the ink to come out?"
After blaming him, he rushed out of the car and urged: "Xu Dutou, speed up."
Xu Xiao said hello, "Papa!" He whipped his horse twice in succession and drove quickly to the west of the city.
"To tell you the truth, I haven't made a two-wheel carriage for a long time. It's too bumpy and the experience is too bad."
Song Che held on to the window sill to sit still, and then said: "You are so anxious to find me, and so eager to leave, it is difficult for others to think it is a good thing."
He Qiu said coldly: "Does it mean that if I come to you, it will be a bad thing?"
Song Che said: "It's not necessarily bad, but it's definitely troublesome."
"Then you are exactly wrong. This time is not a bad thing or a trouble, but a great good thing."
He Qiu asked Song Che with a smile: "You are so smart, why not guess what happened?"
"I can really guess," Song Che asked, "Some big shot is coming to Suzhou, right?"
A trace of surprise flashed in He Qiu's eyes. He was too arrogant to allow such an expression, and whispered: "How did you guess that?"
Song Che patted the bumpy carriage and said, "Master He usually prides himself on being the best person in Suzhou, but today he switched to an ordinary car and hurried to the dock. Isn't it obvious that a big shot is coming?"
He Qiu sighed: "Then you might as well guess again, why I want to drag you along?"
Song Che said: "You are so sure this is a good thing - I am a businessman, and for a businessman, the best thing is to get rich. So this big shot from afar is here to patronize my business, right? "
The corners of He Qiu's mouth curled up slightly, and he softly uttered: "No need to thank me."
It's so stinky, who the hell should I thank you for!
Song Che rolled his eyes inwardly and asked, "What kind of big shot is he?"
He Qiu slowly spit out four words:
"The princess has arrived."
