Start with the humble bridegroom

Chapter 177 Eating Noodles
In the main house of the Jiang family, Mr. Jiang was very happy.

"I haven't been to Jiangling for several years, how are you two?"

Jiang Zhongchao led his son to the side.

"If you go back to your father, both our father and son will be fine, and we only hope that our father will be healthy."

"Kangtai, Kangtai, ha ha ha ha," the old man glanced at his grandson, and asked with a smile, "Did Yang'er pass the exam this time as a scholar? Come, reward, this must be rewarded."

Several servants brought in several boxes and put them aside.

Jiang Zhongchao didn't look happy, instead he glanced at his father expectantly.

Mr. Jiang knew what he was thinking.

"Do you want to ask about your aunt?"

Jiang Zhongchao hurriedly pulled his son to kneel down.

"Father, my son has never seen his aunt since he was a child, and he also knows that it may be inconvenient for his father. He just wants to let her old man see Yang'er. Please forgive me for my son's thoughts."

When Mr. Jiang saw his son crying, he pulled his face.

"Masters, why are you crying? Don't bring the child with you. I have brought in a lot of things this time, and it is probably here for the New Year. When the time comes, I will ask someone to pick up your aunt, and we will find a place to spend together. year."

Jiang Zhongchao was overjoyed, he pulled his son and kowtowed to his father.

"Get up, get up," Mr. Jiang asked his servants to help his son and grandson up, and then scolded him a few more words, "You like to kowtow, but don't knock Yang'er, that's a seed for reading."

The family chatted happily for a while, and the old man said again.

"I'm a little hungry. I smell something cooking in your kitchen. Why are you so unfilial and why don't you bring me a bowl?"

Jiang Zhongchao laughed awkwardly: "Father, that's Yang'er's face. How can father eat such a thing? Why don't my son take you to a restaurant?"

"Hey, the noodles cooked by Yang'er!" Mr. Jiang was curious, "Go and fill a bowl! I want to open it up and eat it. Is there any garlic, break some!"

Jiang Zhongchao hurriedly asked his son to serve noodles, and then went to the yard to pick garlic.

Seeing that there was no one in the room, Mr. Jiang glanced at one of the servants.

It was a middle-aged fat man who knelt down with a thud.

"My son and grandson live like this?"

The fat man was sweating, and he returned in a low voice.

"If you go back to the old man, there is nothing you can do about it. The man is really, really sincere. Five years ago, he donated all the property you left to the man to the temple for you and me. My aunt lit ten ever-burning lanterns. The little ones didn’t dare to stop the gentleman from fulfilling his filial piety, so they wanted to take care of him more on weekdays, so as not to let him and his son suffer. Unexpectedly, the gentleman is a sincere gentleman. , our people dropped money in front of him eight times. Mr. Lang picked up the money, either gave it to the guards or was cheated by someone pretending to be the owner. Once, our people walked slowly, and Mr. Lang saw the shadow , chased for three streets and returned the money.”

The fat man kowtowed, "Little one, I can't help it. Seeing that the young man was sick, he threw a piece of gold in the yard, but the man turned around and gave it to the yamen. In the end, he had to ask someone to pretend to be a wanderer." The doctor came to get the medicine for the little man, and he only wanted a picture of the man."

Mr. Jiang was expressionless.

"Then what kind of business do the two of them do now?"

"Returning to the old man, the last time he saw our people asked for his characters, he thought of setting up a letter stand on the street to write letters for others. Our people visit us every day, but we never One month, Mr. Lang found something strange, so he simply closed down the stall. Our people sneaked in once, but saw Mr. Lang wrote a sequel to "Journey to the West: The Legend of Shi'er", so we asked someone to pretend to be a book The merchant bought this book to print. We originally asked for 20 taels, but Mr. Lang was too honest, so we only accepted a few taels. We were also afraid that Mr. Lang would find something wrong, so we had to follow him. Now, Mr. Lang’s book is selling well. That's right, there are also some study rooms who ask Mr. Lang to write books, and the older one among the visitors just now is the owner of the bookstore."

"Hehe," the old man laughed aloud, "he's quite capable. Where's the book?"

The fat man hurriedly took out a book from his pocket, and handed it to a white and clean old servant beside the old man.

"What's with that door?"

The old man's sudden words almost scared the fat man out of his mind.

"Damn you little ones. I heard that the old man is coming, so I went to clean up the street. The man was negligent for a while yesterday. It's not that the Jian family came to look for the young man. He pushed, pushed the man One hit and broke the door."

"Jian's family?" The old man looked at the roof and said lightly, "Is that the Jian's family who have been thinking about "Shangshu" all day?"

"Yes," the fat man secretly looked up at the old man sweating, and the old servant next to the old man kicked him immediately, "Presumptuous! Don't finish talking soon, Mr. Xiao Lang is about to send me over!"

"Yes, yes, yes," the fat man immediately said in a few words that Jiang Shangyang won the Winter Solstice Poetry Club leader, had a conflict with Jian Ziteng and made a bet.

"Dragon Babu?" Old Man Jiang suddenly smiled, "Zhang Xinzhi? Hehe, interesting, indeed interesting!"

"roll!"

"I obey~!" Fatty immediately climbed out of the room, but just as he was about to go out, he heard Mr. Jiang's cold voice, "Let's deal with those who were on duty outside this yard yesterday."

The sound of Jiang Shangyang's footsteps could already be heard in Fatty's ear, he didn't dare to make a sound, he just kowtowed and turned around to leave.

Jiang Shangyang carefully carried the noodle bowl into the room, and the old servant next to Mr. Jiang was about to pick it up.Unexpectedly, the old man scolded: "Midget your own business, let him serve it, I'm hungry!"

Jiang Zhongchao just brought in a few cloves of garlic, and the old man threw it in the bowl without washing it, and ate up the noodles in one go.

"Yang'er's noodles are delicious!" The old man ate the noodles, sweating profusely, and praised.

His son called over.

"I still have work to do today, and I have another place to live. Tomorrow, you two don't go out. The three of us will go to the old sandalwood temple outside the city."

Jiang Zhongchao hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Mr. Jiang did things extremely neatly, without any delay, he turned and went out and got on the bullock cart again.

Not far from the ox cart, a four-horse carriage greeted him, and several people waited for the old man to get on the carriage again.

In the carriage, only a white and clean old servant followed into the carriage.

Mr. Jiang cleaned his hands with a handkerchief, and asked the old servant to take out a book from the compartment of the carriage. It was the first volume of "The Eight Parts of the Dragon", and it was the "fine carving edition" that was sold out a few days ago.

The old man flipped it over, threw it aside casually, and shouted: "De Zhuo!"

A man heard the sound and gently opened a corner of the curtain.

"What is the old man's order?"

"I haven't got the second volume of Tianlong Babu yet? The last method didn't work?"

"Returning to the old man," the man said with a wry smile, "last time, the servants really bought the first volume by knocking down the door of Cheng's bookstore, but today they pretended to be bookstores and knocked down two shops." door, they still can’t get it out, probably it hasn’t been printed yet.”

Old Man Jiang threw the book away in a dispirited manner, and sighed: "You don't need to read it, that Qiao Feng will definitely not die well."

He closed his eyes and told the old servant: "Chen Lian, let's go to Lengmei Garden. Don't forget to take the book written by Chao Er with you."

"Master, don't worry, I will never forget it."

[There are only two updates today, book friends are awesome, I guessed a lot of plots in the last chapter]

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