win the hairpin

Chapter 336 The Way of Hospitality
Along the way, the terrain became higher and higher. Although it became a smooth road, Song Huiyue and others, who had just arrived, felt uncomfortable very quickly.

The cold wind crowded the nose, making every breath very dry, and one had to exert all one's strength to inhale the thin air into the lungs, a heart was beating wildly in the chest, and the jumper couldn't hold the reins.

The mutton soup worked, making Song Huiyue's blood boil, leaving two tubes of scalding nosebleeds.

Grandpa Kuan turned pale with fright, and opened his mouth wide to make a sound of surprise, so Song Huiyue saw four gold teeth from his mouth.

Song Huiyue couldn't help closing her eyes—it was too dazzling.

Lord Kuan used money to do business. After three days of trekking, he arrived outside the city of Xiazhou in southern Xinjiang. When he entered the city, he sandwiched Song Huiyue and others with his followers, and thoughtfully gave a drink money to the guards. On that day, a large group of people brought a cold wind, and they all blew into Master Kuan's palace-like house.

Lord Kuan himself is resplendent and resplendent, and his house is extremely luxurious. He warmly invites Song Huiyue to stay here to rest, and then go to the negotiating market to discuss business with people after dawn.

The servants were ordered to prepare a table of whole sheep mat noodles. Song Huiyue ate the strong-tasting mutton for three days, and felt that the smell of ginseng and mutton was flowing in her veins. A few nosebleeds.

Not to mention the other young and strong boys, all of them were overfired and had big red bumps all over their faces. When they heard the word sheep, they were afraid and waved their hands to refuse.

Lord Kuan was very considerate, and ordered the kitchen to prepare light meals for the guests. The cooks tried their best to stew squab with Cordyceps sinensis, steamed lamb, white milk and drunk oil.

Song Huiyue and others didn't know the truth, so they ate up.

After the meal, Lord Kuan will arrange the night's carnival again.

There are many beautiful women raised in the mansion, all of them are fat, swallows and thin, but this time he has made a mistake.

It must be inappropriate for a woman to accompany Song Huiyue. He thought that since Song Huiyue dared to lead the team, he must be very bold, so he immediately looked at the servants who served him.

He doesn't like rough and unrestrained people, and the servants around him are all beautiful, so after hesitating again and again, he kissed a fair-faced boy and asked the steward to send him to Song Huiyue's room.

The young man didn't expect that he would have the day of devotion. His eyes were full of tears, and he blinked at Song Huiyue like a deer. Song Huiyue's nose itched, and nosebleeds flowed out on the spot.

"Send him away quickly, send him away." Song Huiyue exhausted Lord Kuan's hospitality, and asked Butler Wu to send him away quickly. She really couldn't bear such a blessing.

Seeing that the young man was sent back and hearing that Song Huiyue had nosebleeds on the spot, Lord Kuan laughed haha, and said to the woman beside him, "Although this little lady is brave, she is very thin-skinned. It seems that I will go tomorrow It’s okay, I need more help.”

The next day, Song Huiyue woke up in the dryness and strong wind, feeling that she had become a mess of loose sand. After washing and drinking wildly, she reshaped her body and led the Hu family to meet with Mr. Kuan and went to the forum together.

As soon as he entered the discussion room, Master Kuan's face became a little gentler, and his conversation was very amiable. From time to time, he made a joke in Xiazhou dialect, but he also seemed very friendly, like a social flower, blooming all the way in.

At the same time, he didn't forget the business of coming this time, and introduced several salt dealers to Song Huiyue one after another.

When the salt dealers saw Master Kuan bringing the people from the Central Plains, it was as if they saw the God of Wealth bringing a boy who spread wealth.

Even if Song Huiyue is a monkey, as long as they bring money, they can still smile like a chrysanthemum.

Song Huiyue chose two of them, and Lord Kuan acted as the guarantor. They had a long secret talk, signed the contract documents, handed over the fixed silver, and left happily.

However, as soon as he left the discussion room, Lord Kuan was stopped by a group of people.

Master Kuan's wealth has already made people jealous. This troublemaker has half of the blood of the Central Plains. His body and appearance are completely different from Master Kuan. Made him look bigger.

His demeanor is completely different from that of Mr. Kuan. Mr. Kuan used to subdue people, but he used his strength to convince others.

When Lord Kuan saw him, he had a rare look of disgust on his face, and whispered to Song Huiyue: "Wait a minute, little lady, I'll go talk to him."

He led the people up with a smile on his face, and Song Huiyue asked the servants who accompanied him, only to find out that the bearded man was called Bao Qing. There were complaints in the field, but he had a backer behind him, so everyone dared not speak out.

It's not an ordinary small business, Lord Kuan let it go, but the Hu family is the way Lord Kuan made money, how could he let it out.

Furthermore, Bao Qing was not seasoned enough, so if he was really asked to deliver the goods, if something happened, he would lose all his money.

But if he is not allowed to send it, he will go to Xiazhou Mansion to file a complaint, attract officers and soldiers, and arrest the traders who came.

Master Kuan and Bao Qing talked so dryly that they almost turned into a Buddha to influence this young man, but Bao Qing was too evil, uneducated, relentless, and finally came straight to Song Huiyue.

Master Kuan left without saying a word, took Song Huiyue with him, and returned home panting, Master Kuan didn't have the strength to put on a show anymore, and said to Song Huiyue: "Little lady, wait here for two more days."

After that, he turned his head and said to the butler: "Open the warehouse, pick some decent ones to go out and walk around, if I don't shoot, he really thinks I'm a tiger pulling teeth."

Song Huiyue wanted to return home, but she had to wait here at this moment. She asked Butler Wu to go to the kitchen and asked the cooks to cook some gruel for them. Butler Wu got the order and watched the cooks put the rice on fire Water, just going to leave.

Before people walked out of the kitchen door, the cooks grabbed a handful of astragalus and planned to put it in the porridge.

Butler Wu stopped him deftly, and at the same time thought in his heart: "How can Lord Kuan be so hypocritical?"

He didn't dare to take it lightly, so he had to wait in the kitchen until the porridge came out of the pot before he could rest assured.

Song Huiyue's mouth was blistered, and eating and drinking became difficult. She sat cross-legged on the blanket and wove a straw basket out of dry grass roots.

She lowered her head and said nothing, as if she was lost in thought. The guards were sitting or standing around the hall, looking tired and haggard.

Butler Wu brought over a bowl of porridge and brought it to Song Huiyue. Song Huiyue put down the half-woven straw basket, picked up the porridge, stirred it, and slowly put it into her mouth.

"Little lady, I can leave in two days, please bear with me."

Song Huiyue took a sip of porridge and glanced at the others: "What if I can't leave in two days?"

Everyone was taken aback, and one of them said in a low voice: "I think this Master Kuan seems to be capable..."

Song Huiyue smiled, just continued to drink porridge, stood up after drinking, and went back to the house to sleep: "Eat, drink porridge, and eat meat next time."

Days of upside-down black and white and wind and rain made her very thin and slender, her face didn't need to be covered with gardenia yellow, it was cracked like a dry field, and she looked like someone who could be slapped out with a slap People, but no one dared to talk too much, they all buried their heads in the porridge.

(End of this chapter)