Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

But Mu Zili just poured himself a cup of tea, bowed his head and sniffed it lightly, then put down the teacup, just smiled and said nothing.

"You...you stupid piece of wood! Don't play dumb for me! It's not like you helped him move the table and chairs, just to show this girl?! Then what's going on with this mahjong?" Meng saw that there was a smile on his lips, but he just didn't speak, and became more and more angry.

Fortunately, Gong Bo Long Hai was smart enough. Hearing Master's words, he immediately understood that Master wanted to play mahjong. He quickly turned around and called Shi Hai, the attendant who was waiting in the corridor, to him, and said, "Shi Hai, sit down! The day before yesterday Remember the rules I taught you?"

Shi Hai hurried to the front, raised his hand to scratch his forehead, and said with a naive smile: "Remember, young master!"

"Just remember, sit down now!" Simeng stepped forward and pushed Shi Hai on the chair, and sat down in a hurry, grinning, and said: "Hurry up! Shuffle the cards! Why are you just staring blankly?" ? Wait for the candy? Let’s talk about it first, we always play with money, don’t play tricks!”

Mu Zili saw that she was no longer frowning, so he slowly removed the teacup, imitating her example and stacking the cards.

Although Gongbo Longhai's master and servant moved slowly, he still stacked the mahjong tiles crookedly.

But Shi Hai's expression changed immediately when he heard her say that he was playing with money. You must know that his monthly salary is only ten dollars, but Li Meng is the son's master. , had to hold back in my heart.

Just when he was struggling to talk to the young master, he heard Simeng, who was sitting opposite her, shout, "Huh!"

Shi Haixin raised his throat, and the cards in his hand fell to the ground. Before he could ask, Simeng pouted to signal them to look at the cards she pushed down in front of them. He stretched out his hands and said with a smile: "Look carefully, All the packages are one-stop! Fifteen per person! Hurry up! Bring the money! Don’t play tricks!"

When Gongbo Longhai and Mu Zili were lowering their heads to take money from their arms, they heard Shi Hai kneel down on the ground with a "plop", and kowtowed to Simeng: "Miss Meng, please forgive me, the little one is worth a month's money. It's only ten pennies, and there are still children to support, so I really don't have such cash on me, please ask Miss Meng to allow the younger ones to keep accounts first."

When he knelt down, the scene suddenly fell into embarrassment, Simeng hurriedly lowered down to help him up, patted the back of his hand lightly, and said: "Okay, okay! I was joking with you, just for fun Oh, I’m just happy. How can I really want your hard-earned money! Sit down quickly! This one doesn’t count.

Speaking of which, she had pushed down all the cards in front of her and stacked them up again. Seeing that she was serious, Shi Hai sat back down again. Gongbo Longhai, who was sitting beside him, leaned over at this moment and whispered in his ear. He whispered, "Play with master well. If master is happy, you will be rewarded. Besides, if you lose, I will pay for you, and if you win, it will be yours! Don't be disappointed!"

With the young master's words, Shi Hai felt like a shot in the arm, and his state immediately changed.

In the next three laps, he was almost the only one who yelled Hu, and even Mu Zili, who had always been indifferent to money, began to look at this unremarkable attendant in front of him with special regard.

Not to mention Dreamlike, who was chatting and laughing at the beginning and said to start again, but when she handed the last money on her body to Shi Hai on the fourth round, she finally became a little uneasy, "Are you the God of Wealth? Hey! It must be, this girl is in the upper body, and if you lose any more, you will lose all the money you have to buy clothes on the street tomorrow."

Simeng was not originally a superstitious person, but the current situation, for her master of the hemp altar, can only be explained by the theory of gods and monsters.

Because of the previously agreed rules, although Gongbo Longhai was a little displeased, he didn't want to attack Shi Hai. After all, the money was won back by his own ability, and the blame can only be blamed on the three of them, the master and the apprentice. Skills are not as good as people.

In the next few days, Simeng didn't mention playing mahjong anymore, not because he couldn't afford to lose, but because he felt that his skills were inferior to others, so he didn't dare to ask for trouble anymore.

Although there was one less pastime in this way, it did not hinder her mood in the slightest.

She still sleeps until mid-sun every day, eats some porridge, and drags Mu Zili and Gongbo Longhai to accompany her for a stroll, every time she goes to the street, she must leave empty-handed and return with a full load.

If he didn't know her very well, Mu Zili would really doubt whether she was going to buy the whole Xuanyang City.

He knew that she didn't really like those clothes and jewelry, but probably just liked the feeling of shopping.It has been nearly three months since she came to Xuanyang from Bingzhou, and she always wore those two clothes. Most of the things she bought were given to the serving maids, even the aunt who cooked in the kitchen.

But besides clothes, she also has another item that she likes to buy, but this item is sold in Xuanyang City, and there are only two of them for sale.

In addition to the Wanfuju of Gongbo's family, it is the bronze ware franchise store opened by Shangguan, another wealthy family in Xuanyang.

Wanfuju is like a grocery store, selling all kinds of food and clothing, but Shangguan's bronze wares specialty store only specializes in all kinds of bronze wares.

Needless to say swords and swords, a bronze tripod was specially set up for the sale of a single room. This tripod was not a tripod for sacrifices, but a tripod for cooking in every household.

Calling it a tripod is not entirely true, it is not as tall as the tripods she has seen before, and its shape looks more like a rice cooker in her world.

But the boss is 100% sure with her that this is for cooking, and the tripod for cooking corn and rice has another shape, like a sugar bowl.

There are all kinds of cooking pots in the store, some are open, some are round, and some are no different from the frying pans used by Westerners.

She used to love to show off her culinary skills, but in a moment of urgency, she actually bought most of the tripods in other people's shops.

Because the shopkeeper recognized her as a friend of Gongbo's son, he almost thought she was specially sent by Gongbo Longhai to destroy the situation. Fortunately, her bargaining skills were really amazing, and the shopkeeper was stunned. Watching her move away those high-quality tripods at a low price of ten guan.

Afterwards, when the shopkeeper came to his senses, he stared blankly at the ten pennies in his hand and the empty shop, feeling a burst of regret in his heart.

It's a pity that the most important thing in doing business is integrity. Since it has been sold, there is no reason to regret it.

Knowing that he was losing money, he couldn't explain it to his boss, so he could only quietly make up for it from his own wages.

That day, Mu Zili helped her move more than twenty tripods into the kitchen, and the cooks all stared wide-eyed in surprise, not knowing why.

But Simeng turned a deaf ear to this, and gave the cooks a day off on their own initiative, hiding in the kitchen by himself, trying to cook different dishes with different tripods.

It was night, in Gongbo Longhai's other courtyard, more than [-] people from top to bottom all relied on the blessings of those tripods, and had the honor to dine with you in the side hall.