"Is this County Magistrate Qu getting married?" Zhang Qiuer walked up to Du Wanchun and asked, looking at the invitation in her hand.
Du Wanchun responded with a smile: "Yes, it will be the eighth day of the next month. I heard him say before that the girl is from our Changliu Village. I don't know which family's daughter she is."
Zhang Qiuhe turned around and went into the shop to put the goods on the shelves, "Anyone who can marry Magistrate Qu must be a good girl."
Although Magistrate Qu of Wanzhou County is young, he is a good official. People in more than ten counties around him respect him very much.
"That's natural." Du Wanchun put the invitation away, came to Zhang Qiuhe, and asked with a smile: "When is the wedding date for you and Brother Wang?"
Zhang Qiuhe's face turned red and he lowered his head, "It's coming soon. Aunt Wang and Aunt Zhou said it should be next month."
Zhang Qiuhe has no natal family, so the Zhou family is equivalent to her natal family.
Aunt Zhou and Aunt Wang were organizing her marriage together.
Du Wanchun took her hand and said: "The dowry has been sewn, but there are still some gold and silver jewelry missing. I will take you to buy a set later." ?.?????.???
Zhang Qiuhe's face was full of gratitude, "Wan Chun, you have given me enough gold and silver jewelry, there is no need to buy any more."
Du Wanchun smiled and said: "Not much, not much. You are the shopkeeper of my Zhoujia Incense Shop. You are worth any amount of gold, silver and jewelry."
Zhang Qiuhe's eyes were slightly red, "Thank you for your support. If it weren't for you, I would have starved to death at home with my little sister."
Du Wanchun raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I say thank you, and I want to thank you too. If you hadn't helped me look after the shop, our Zhou family's incense shop business wouldn't be so good."
Zhang Qiuhe rubbed his eyes, showing a hint of shyness, "Wan Chun, these are what I should do."
Du Wanchun didn't push her back and forth anymore, and took her directly to the market.
Before leaving, ask the clerk in the shop to take good care of the shop.
After the two came to the market, they visited two gold shops. Du Wanchun didn't buy a lot, but bought a peony gold hairpin from a thousand choices.
Zhang Qiuhe originally wanted to refuse, but he couldn't resist Du Wanchun, so he accepted it for now.
When the two came back, they happened to pass by their rice shop.
I saw a lot of people gathered in front of the rice shop, "This rice is fake, how dare you Zhou Family sell fake rice to us!"
Zhang Qiuhe stopped, pointed forward and said, "Wan Chun, look what happened ahead?!"
Du Wanchun slowly stopped smiling and said, "Let's go take a look."
The two of them walked quickly towards the shop.
I saw a man wearing dark blue clothes, holding a bag of rice and saying, "This rice is fake. Look, the bag of rice I bought for three taels of silver yesterday is actually fake!"
As he spoke, he opened the rice bag and saw that the rice inside was black in color and looked like moldy rice.
"How can you eat rice like this? Yes, I didn't expect that the Zhou family would dare to sell fake rice!"
"I just said, how can a woman do business? The one named Du is just a peasant woman!"
Du Wanchun pushed aside the crowd and walked inside, "You said this rice was bought from our Zhou family?"
She asked the man in dark blue clothes.
The man in dark blue clothes didn't look at her directly, and snorted coldly: "Is there any lie? Your Zhou family's rice shop is the only one around here. Could it be that I remembered it wrong!"
Du Wanchun knelt down, grabbed a handful of moldy rice, and said coldly: "But this rice is not from our Zhoujia Rice Shop."
The man in dark blue clothes stood up abruptly, pointed at her and said fiercely: "You want to cheat, it's obviously your Zhou family's rice, but you actually say it's not, you are using your power to bully others!"
"Look at your husband, who is the magistrate of our Cheng'an County, doing such a sinful thing."
"Folks, don't come to her house to buy rice again! She is a pest!"
The man became more and more excited as he talked. However, at this moment, a flowerpot from a house fell down on the shop floor and hit his feet directly.
The man was so frightened that he fell to the ground, whimpering in pain.
"Who, who is this?!"
Everyone was startled and looked up.
The man sat on the ground and was shaking with fear. He looked up and saw that the windows above were closed and there was no one there.
"This is really hell!"
As he spoke, he patted his butt and continued to Du Wanchun: "You must give us justice. The good fragrant rice I bought turned into moldy rice."
Zhang Qiuhe was so angry that he shouted loudly: "I think you are just deliberately looking for trouble. You just took a bag of moldy rice and came to our Zhou family. How can you prove that this rice was bought from our shop?! "
As she spoke, she turned around and shouted to all the onlookers: "Fellow folks, you have all bought rice from our Zhoujia Rice Shop. You know best how our rice is."
"Whether rice is good or not can be known as soon as you eat it. If there is really a problem, everyone would have discovered it long ago. Why wait until now."
