The sudden question left Deng Fang speechless. Just as Deng Fang was about to explain, the shopkeeper's voice came from the back kitchen.
"Hey, this young husband is also a guest official. Please don't scare me."
With that said, the shopkeeper walked out of the kitchen, went to Deng Fang, said a few words of apology, and then began to entertain these barbarians.
Deng Fang stood aside. He had never noticed before that the gentle and kind shopkeeper was actually able to deal with these burly men with ease. As expected, he had two brushes!
After a while, the shopkeeper arranged for these people and came to Deng Fang.
"My dear husband, you want to pay, right?"
"That's right. How much is the total for three nights' rent plus the meals just now?"
The shopkeeper lowered his head and dialed the abacus, and said with a smile: "Four taels and three cents."
Deng Fang nodded and began to fumble for the scattered silver in his arms, took it out, held it in his hand and began to count it.
"I'm so careless!" Deng Fang's face turned ugly.
It turned out that these pieces of silver were not much at all, less than two taels.
The shopkeeper saw the change in Deng Fang's expression and guessed a bit.
Deng Fang wanted to discuss it with the shopkeeper and wait until he had changed the money before settling the bill. But when he looked up, he found that the originally kind shopkeeper's expression had changed, and he was obviously a little unhappy.
"What? Not enough money?" the shopkeeper asked angrily.
"Oh...no, no." Deng Fang forced a smile and reached into her arms again, took out a one thousand tael silver note and handed it over.
"Change the money." Deng Fang looked at the shopkeeper with some embarrassment.
The shopkeeper looked at Deng Fang with squinting eyes, taking the banknote and looking down.
"Ouch!" the shopkeeper exclaimed.
Her hand holding the bank note was trembling. She looked at it carefully several times before carefully saying to Deng Fang: "One thousand taels?"
Deng Fang nodded sheepishly: "Yes, I don't have enough silver. This is all I have. Please give me some change."
The big men eating heard this and looked at each other.
The shopkeeper noticed something strange about the big men and hurriedly returned the banknote to Deng Fang.
"My dear husband, don't worry about the rent now. It won't be too late to wait until you have some spare money."
Deng Fang took the banknote, put it away, and said with a slightly red face: "In that case, I'll come back to settle the account tomorrow after I exchange it for scraps of silver."
After that, Deng Fang went straight upstairs, returned to the room, and never came out again.
The big men who were eating looked at Deng Fang going upstairs, and they all shook their heads and sighed, after spending half their lives, they are not as rich as a little kid...
The shopkeeper looked at each other and smiled, then went into the kitchen and never came out again.
Deng Fang was lying on the soft bed in the house, looking at the banknotes, and planned to go to the bank in the city early tomorrow morning to exchange for some silver.
Although Deng Fang felt a little embarrassed about the encounter just now, Deng Fang was still happy in her heart.
It’s so cool to see others shocked by me!
Sure enough, it feels good to have money!
It was late at night, and Deng Fang sat at the table, looking at the bright moon outside the window, in a daze.
Suddenly, he heard someone knocking on his door.
Deng Fang stood up and opened the door, only to find that it was the shopkeeper. She was carrying several plates of side dishes and a small jug of wine, with a smile as bright as a peach blossom.
Deng Fang was a little confused, but still invited her into the room.
After the two sat down, Deng Fang began to ask: "Shopkeeper, what's the matter with your late night visit?"
The shopkeeper chuckled and responded: "My dear husband, what do you think of this inn?"
"Huh? Not bad, very good, very good."
The shopkeeper shook his head with a bitter look on his face: "This is just the scenery seen in the eyes of outsiders. The whole inn is just supported by my daughter and me."
"Daughter? Is she the one working in the store today?"
"Yes, it's her. She's sixteen this year. Her father died early. As a mother, I worked hard to raise her up. Once I find a home for her, she will be worthy of her father." The shopkeeper whispered softly. As he spoke, he wiped away tears.
Deng Fang couldn't bear to hear it, so she comforted her: "With this inn, you have a home, and you won't have to go out in the wind and rain."
The shopkeeper nodded, wiped away the tears on his face with a smile, and a look of determination appeared on his face again.
"Actually, when it comes to having a family, a woman must join her husband's family. Only then can it be considered a family."
The shopkeeper continued.
When Deng Fang heard this, he felt something was wrong, but he did not dare to interrupt and listened quietly.
The shopkeeper looked at Deng Fang and said with some embarrassment: "When I met today, I saw that my young husband is very talented, so I came to see you late at night. I want to betroth my daughter to you. I hope you won't dislike it."
"Ah - ah? How... how can this be done?" Deng Fang said incoherently upon hearing this.
The shopkeeper quickly comforted him: "My dear husband, you don't have to be humble. Although we haven't met for a long time today, I have already seen that you are a gentleman. My daughter has followed you. If she can't be a wife, we are willing to be concubines!"
As he spoke, the shopkeeper clapped his hands and shouted: "Rong'er, come in quickly."
The door was pushed open, and the girl today walked in, glanced at Deng Fang, and lowered her head shyly.
The shopkeeper took Rong'er's hand and pushed it to Deng Fang, smiling like a peach blossom.
"You two are meeting for the first time. There is no one in the city at this time. You two should go out and find a quiet place to talk!"
With that said, he half-pushed and half-sent the two of them out of the door.
Deng Fang had been passive, but he couldn't resist the shopkeeper's kindness, so he could only accompany the woman named "Rong'er" to the street.
Late at night, there were not many people on the streets in the city, only one or two people appeared occasionally.
The two started wandering on the street. Along the way, Rong'er kept talking about the hardships of his life, relying on his mother for life, and being often bullied by others.
Deng Fang was a little confused about what happened tonight, so he just listened quietly and said "hmm" from time to time.
Seeing that Deng Fang was so bored, Rong'er was not angry. Instead, he blinked at Du Fang with his big bright eyes.
The young girl, with her charming eyes, made Deng Fang fascinated.
Gradually, Deng Fang also forgot the path he had taken and focused on Rong'er. He followed Rong'er to a small lake in the city.
"Little husband, why are you always staring at me..."
Rong'er squatted down, paddled the water in the lake with his hands, and said shyly.
Deng Fang's face turned red: "This...actually, I also think your life experience is quite pitiful."
Upon hearing this, Rong'er quickly stood up, walked to Deng Fang, threw herself into Deng Fang's arms, and laid her head on his shoulder.
"Then you have to protect me from now on!"
Deng Fang's face turned red. Before she could speak, she was attracted by the scent of Ronger.
The smell was so refreshing that Deng Fang felt more and more charming about Rong Er just after smelling it for a moment.
"The rouge smells so good!"
"But it's a little different."
"Hiss... why does this smell so much like the drug used to smoke the pigs before killing them at home?"
