The fairy city of the market man

Chapter 128 127. Birthday
In front of people who are worried about the boy, deliberately talking about giving birth to a girl, not to mention Granny Chen, the faces of Chen Wu and his wife are not good.

Shang San'er smiled again: "It's nothing! We don't lack jujubes here. Aunt Chen will still be able to give birth in the future. Two hundred leaves are one, and the dead old woman's annual salary will be deducted slowly!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped into the restaurant and threw out a series of swearing words such as "the immoral little turtle grandson" behind Granny Chen.

Old man Zhao is also happy these few days, and it is rare that he is willing to talk too much: "If you want to tease her, why are you hiding at my house?"

"Oh, how can I hide? Give money for happiness!"

With a playful smile, he took out the twelve leaves: "For the child, I don't know what to buy, so I just want to save money, there is nothing more! But Mr. Zhao, although the colleagues are enemies, and your aunt is in confinement, you can't hold it." Shao, the house is small, so when you buy full moon wine, it's better to go to the Green Willow Restaurant!"

Master and apprentice Mingyue moved in and did not change the name of the restaurant. Since it still bears the name "Green Willow", as the city lord, can we help her get more business?

Nothing else, exhausting him to death!
Look at the twelve-leaf congratulatory gift, the old man Zhao agreed. In fact, not many guests came to congratulate, at most he only invited two or three tables.

Before Shang San'er left, the old man Zhao pointed to the small altar on the cabinet: "Senior Ji gave it to you. Your Aunt Zhao made some salted beans and side dishes. She also decided to sell one leaf for each jar. Take the altar back to taste. If it’s worth the price, help the wine priest to make more small altars and sell them to my house!”

Don't be polite to him, bring an altar back home, scoop out a small plate for dinner, it is really refreshing, with a touch of aura, it leaves a fragrance between the teeth, it is very good for dinner.

Seeing that my old lady, Shang San'er, and A Chou all loved it, the girls didn't feel embarrassed to put too much, but they added it to a meal.

Shang San'er, who was still full of ideas, called: "I'm worth a leaf, Mei'er, go and buy more from his house, for the first day of June for guests!"

That night, I heard the sound of Ah Chou knocking on the watch, and people gathered on the second floor of the Datong Casino, which had been deserted for several days because the owner of the mall was out.

The liveliness of the first floor never stopped regardless of the presence of the city lord. Among them, Mrs. Lu was not inferior to the man in her pride.

On the second floor, Zhang Guoguo was in confinement and didn't come to gamble, but Grandma Chen came again when there was a happy event, and followed her up the stairs.

If you don't know where to get the news, you have to gamble.

Shang San'er didn't give him face: "On our second floor, the lowest person to sit is the ninth-rank immortal. If your cultivation level is not enough, go downstairs to play tricks!"

Baili Qiushi rolled up his sleeves, and his small eyes opened angrily: "I have a master who borrows face from me, and my apprentice raises his position. If you can't be a ninth-level servant, if you start a fight, I can believe that you will be punished." Jing?"

When he went to the city, Shang San'er was not at home, and as his daughter-in-law's master, he was also regarded as in-laws, Mrs. Shang naturally treated her kindly, and the benefits she gave, such as wine and tea, were also compared to those of the ninth rank.

Shang San'er was so stunned that he was speechless, so he had to put the dice cup on the table: "Yes! If the third master opens his eyes, I will win against this old bastard!"

Before you start betting, you have to roll out [-].

Yuan Gungun didn't bother to bicker, and wanted to win over the little bastard in his heart, so he smiled and looked for a chair to sit down.

But this night, Zhen Yaoshen was poor and short-sighted, Yuan Gungun was afraid that the dice would be cheated, he waited and watched the character and gambling, and placed his bets cautiously, the wins and losses were not big, but the little boy held the fan, and he hadn't won a gamble for ten days, so stop Can't stop getting excited, and lose enough to Jiuye, and leave the field first.

By luck, it really wasn't Shang San'er and the others bullying a child, but when Liyang Mountain people left him to look after the house, the merit leaves received by selling pills were almost lost.

The left and right are not my own, holding the fan doesn't care about merit leaves, but if the nine leaves are cleared, I can stand by and watch the show, but I can't do it.

It wasn't the two bankers who won the most, but the pin-up mother-in-law who was in good spirits every happy event. Tonight, the frequent winners were not as good as her mother-in-law.

After the scene was over, Ah Chou went to knock on the second watch, and Jin Xianniang, who was drifting away, no longer accompanied him.

The rest went back to their homes.

In the Persimmon Shuang Courtyard, Yao Gong gave way, saying that he wanted to rest and let Lan Zhou sleep.

For the first time, there were countless coquettish behaviors. The city lord tried it, and he knew the trick. He became even more greedy, and even got up late the next day.

The third day was the eighth day of the lunar new year, so I couldn't be greedy anymore, so I rushed to the kitchen early. Yao Gong and Lan Zhou wanted to help, but they were all kicked out.

The uncle who has always been in the kitchen far away, couldn't find all kinds of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, onion and garlic, so he searched everywhere, and after a while he asked questions, Yao Gong went in and brought them to him.

Look at just cooking noodles.

After it was cooked, it was brought to Taoqi Courtyard. My mother was no longer there, so I was looking for it by the vegetable field, and asked her to come back and use it.

The five maids knew that today is the old lady's birthday.

The four newcomers were not doing well, but her eyebrows were teardrops, and she said annoyedly: "I'm so stupid, the old lady didn't mention it, and I didn't even think about asking!"

Earth immortals don't have a lifespan limit, and in fact they don't pay much attention to this birthday.

While eating the noodles, Mrs. Shang smiled and said, "Is it really important? The whole city suffered such a catastrophe, and then became an earth immortal, lived in the city lord's mansion, and learned to treat people decently. The senior instructed her four girls to enter the mansion to get some money." I'm busy, I've already forgotten it by myself, but thanks to him, I remember it!"

Mei'er wiped her tears, and it was rare for her to complain once: "Master, too, please tell me!"

Shang San'er just smiled unscrupulously: "I thought about it, I told you, most of the time I made clothes to show my heart, but you sewed everything inside and out on my old lady, and you can mend it at any time! If you don't make clothes , to save trouble, come and compete with me for cooking noodles, wouldn’t it be bad? Why don’t you just hide and watch your jokes!”

Provoking eyebrows wept and stamped his feet, but he couldn't help but laugh.

Wiping her tears, Mei'er could only say: "It's really my fault, it's a good day, let alone cry, kowtow to the old lady!"

When she finished kowtowing, the old lady called out, and the four of them kowtowed together, "Blessings are like the sea", "Shoubi Nanshan" and other auspicious words.

Mrs. Shang couldn't help laughing, she frowned, she was still thinking of a remedy, put down her chopsticks, and shouted: "Oh, it's really unnecessary! Show your filial piety, the twentieth of this month is also his father's memorial day, and the girl will be troubled , preside over the arrangements!"

After Meier nodded, Mrs. Shang sighed softly again: "Because it's the same month as his father's memorial day, I didn't like this birthday for a long time! But this bastard remembers that in the first year I got copper from somewhere, bought noodles and cooked them, but I dumped them Hey, Lao Huang, a 15-year-old who even cried a lot, looked so sad, so his heart softened, and he brought it again next year, just to reward him with some face and eat a few."

It was an embarrassment when he was young, and Shang San'er hurriedly shouted: "I don't want to be too partial, use my son to make her happy!"

Finally made Meier laugh, and asked aloud: "I don't know when Master's birthday is, but I should remember it!"

In fact, it was written in the marriage certificate, but when Mrs. Shang got it, she was afraid of adding to the sadness, so Meier didn't go over and didn't read a word.

Shang San'er smiled: "Is my mother here, I'm celebrating my son's birthday, and I'm going to make things difficult for her?"

There are many customs in the city. The birthday of a child is a difficult day for the mother. The elders are still alive. There is no reason for children and grandchildren to celebrate their birthdays. On birthdays, the elders remember to cook a bowl of noodles and add one or two dishes. It is a great blessing.Besides, the trouble of the Green Willow Devil has not subsided, and even the old lady's life is not suitable to be messed with, so Shang San'er didn't do anything for the miscellaneous hair in the restaurant, and only cooked longevity noodles in his own house to show his filial piety.

On this occasion, the four of Feng Tang didn't have much room to talk, Mei'er responded: "I know, don't make it public, but we are girls, we should also congratulate the master at that time, and be blessed!"

Shang San'er teased her again: "Master's blessing, do you still have a little bit of it?"

Just teasing her eyebrows, Mrs. Shang still couldn't stand it anymore, and told her that it was the [-]th of July, the day when You Mo would harm the whole city, only six days away.

Having said that, he asked the five girls about their birthdays, and she would also cook noodles when it came time.

It was the tenth day of the seventh lunar month when Green Willow City suffered a catastrophe. On the same night, Shang Saner Cheng Daluo personally passed on.

On his birthday last year, he lingered by the side of Dilong Mountain, pretending to be waiting for Tu Zhuang to come out of the mountain.

Gossiping, seeing my old lady finished eating noodles, after a while, Ji Hongmian brought Ah Chou and He Ye over to celebrate her birthday.

It's not easy to entertain guests in Taoqi Courtyard, there are only two chairs in the room, Mei'er urgently asks Yao Gong to move four chairs and sit in the courtyard instead.

After sitting down, Jinxian first gave him a brocade handkerchief with a thrush embroidered on it, which was lifelike, and looked exactly like the bird that Shang San'er was courting his old lady.

Mrs. Shang doesn't know treasures, but she also knows that they are not ordinary things.

She thanked her solemnly, and Ji Hongmian replied: "It's not worth it, I wove it myself, as a token of my heart, I hope I can always carry it with me, think of me a little!"

Her time is running out, saying this, Mrs. Shang is already sad: "You have so much love, how dare you forget senior?"

Jinxian laughed: "Oh! It's a happy day, don't let me disturb you, ugly!"

The gift from A Chou is nothing but ordinary things, a screen bought in Jiashan City, and the picture of pine and crane on it is from a famous artist.

Take out the screen from the treasure bag, and congratulate and congratulate you on your birthday.

When you go to Heye, you are not qualified to give gifts, and you are also kowtow.

The room was bustling with activity, Han Si ran to the second gate to call for someone, but Mrs. Shang and the others hadn't heard it before Jinxian realized, "Han Si is at the second gate, and I want to pass it on. It's your daughter-in-law who came to pay her birthday greetings!"

Mrs. Shang asked her son, "Did you tell her?"

Shang San'er nodded: "Shouldn't it? I secretly told Jingxin yesterday, I just didn't expect to come so early!"

Mei'er hurriedly said, "I'll go and welcome you in!"

Mrs. Shang added: "Also tell Han Si that if she comes to the door in the future, please go to the backyard. Why should I wait for the transmission?"

For a truly wealthy family, there are many young men and servants in the front yard, and there are many maids and maids in the back yard. They can all find someone who can pass on the news. The backyard of the merchant has already arrived at Taoqiyuan this morning. Han Si is an adult man, and he is half a man. The master's A Chou is different, and it is difficult to enter the second school, so he is somewhat hindered.

Ji Hongmian smiled unabated: "A few days ago, when Zhongxiong was logging, he caught the little mynah, and the little fellow Daoist went to ask for it. I will help it to wake up. It will not be weak. Zhongxiong and Huiniang will leave it to Han Siyang. I can also deliver messages for people.”

Shang San'er nodded: "That's great, it's cheaper than raising people!"

After Meier led Mingyue and Jingxin in, the newly formed master and servant knelt down and kowtowed again to wish their birthdays.

Mrs. Shang shouted repeatedly: "Get up quickly! The city is still suffering, my old woman, what is my birthday? This bastard has a lot of troubles, so you will be troubled!"

After Mingyue saluted, Fang stood up and said, "As a junior, I should have done it!"

Then he said in a low voice: "When you come to the city, you will depend on the mansion for your expenses. There is no expensive gift, and you can only make a small thing with your own hands. Don't despise clumsiness, old lady!"

Stretching out a hand from the sleeve, it is a jade comb, which is also exquisitely made.

But it was only yesterday afternoon that I found an opportunity to secretly tell Jingxin that if I did it myself, I would have been busy all night if I made it this morning.

Shang San'er just laughed: "Look at this, cooking noodles is the most trouble-free! Don't say that the third master won't love his wife, so I will cook for you next year. I will find something else to show my filial piety!"

After accepting the gift from his daughter-in-law, Mrs. Shang scolded her son: "There is no one who is upright and thinks everyone is as shameless as you? Call Miss, don't make fun of her!"

He scolded, but there was a smile hidden in the corner of his eyes, not harsh.

By this time next year, they haven't passed the door yet, and there is something wrong with the etiquette. Mingyue blushes again when she hears Shang San'er calling her "daughter-in-law". You have a thin face, you have to learn to be stronger, otherwise you will suffer countless discomforts waiting for this bastard, so please bring me a chair!"

The girl over there responded, and Ji Hongmian interjected: "Oh, since we are a family, and her teacher can't do anything, we can add some dowry to fellow Taoist Mingyue!"

Her sarcastic teacher was not the chubby Qiushi, but the big Luo behind him.

It's been a few days since I entered the city, and it was the first day I saw this beautiful woman in red dress. I didn't know who it was and how to address her, when Madam Shang introduced: "It's Senior Jinxianji, and the child should also give a big gift!"

Mingyue and Jingxin were astonished that the heavenly immortals would sit and chat together like family members, not to mention the lower realms.

Yaogong and Fengtang four are already known.

Busy and salute.

In the middle of the ceremony, Ji Hongmian pulled Mingyue up and sighed: "I am a golden fairy, and I have nothing in my pocket. If I can't give a meeting gift, it's better not to accept it!"

Turning to Shang San'er: "After the brocade is made, I will give it to the clothing store on credit. When the Chen family settles the bill, you will not get any profit from the past two years. Let it go to your wife!"

She also called her "daughter-in-law", just as jokingly.

Jinxian's proposal was also to help sisters and maids—it was their job to wash yarn and brocade, but the profits belonged to the future housewives, so they had to communicate with each other.

In the future, she will be a family member, give it to Mingyue, and finally bring it back to the mansion. Shang San'er smiled and said: "Success! The profits of the past two years will be divided between her and Ah Chou!"

"Ah Chou can spend enough, it doesn't need to be so much!"

The method of weaving yarn and brocade, and the three kinds of rouge are all considered as repaying the karma of saving the son. There is no need to distribute profits to Ah Chou, and the merit leaves are enough. As long as the son relies on his family, there will be no shortage. Ji Hongmian didn't pay much attention to the number, so he just said a casual word, and just let it go.

Coming to pay respects to the birthday party was a great benefit, Mingyue blushed, and wanted to push it away, but Mrs. Shang said lightly: "Don't treat yourself as an outsider, just listen to Senior Ji!"

He didn't dare to speak any more, and sat sideways on the newly moved chair, talking with him.

After entering the mansion, Mrs. Shang wanted to keep someone, saying that she would only go back after dinner, and asked Feng Geng and Yao Gong to prepare the dishes. look around.

It's different from the last time I was a guest. The newly built ditches are almost finished, and I went around the mansion again, seeing the wine cellar and the secret storehouse.

In the eyes of the former little Taoist girl, the decadence brought about by the evil catastrophe has not yet disappeared in this city lord's mansion. The pavilions, pavilions, pavilions and corridors built by the original Zhou family are not worthy of praise. Seeing the feeling of being reborn into the world.

All in all, it's a vulgar thing.

The future mother-in-law will be kind and kind, and her words will make her feel at ease. In the future, she will only have to deal with that...that man who keeps glancing at his waist.

(End of this chapter)