Chapter 360 Fighting
"go out."

Zheng Zeyuan pointed out the door and said bluntly.

Zheng Zeyang was not surprised at all. They had repeated this conversation many times.

Touching the tip of his nose, Zheng Zeyang said sullenly, "Just go, I'll wait for you to beg me."

"Si Yan, take out the cushion on the soft couch and throw it away."

Zheng Zeyuan ordered again, shouting towards the door.

Si Yan immediately walked in from the door.

But I'm coming too. It's not that they don't want to stop them, but they can't stop them at all.

Looking at the brand new cushions on the rug, Si Yan felt that the young master must have done it on purpose.

In the past few days, they have already thrown about a dozen mats, all of them are brand new, and they were laid for less than a while. When the eldest and young master came, the master asked them to take them out and throw them away.

"Master, we can't be prodigal like this," Si Yan said bluntly.

"Think about it, every time the young master comes, he just sits for a while and then leaves immediately.

Maybe, maybe he did it on purpose, rubbing against your cushion, waiting for you to lose money. "

That's right, throwing so many cushions made him feel very distressed.

Zheng Zeyang had already reached the door, but stopped when he heard Si Yan's words inside.

He, he deliberately made Zheng Zeyuan prodigal?
Zheng Zeyang's nose is about to crooked, how much is a broken cushion worth?

Is he the eldest young master of the Zheng family, the current Patriarch of the Zheng family, useful?
This is simply an insult to myself.

At this moment, Zheng Zeyang heard Zheng Zeyuan's voice again, and his lungs would explode in an instant.

"Si Yan, I just discovered that you are so smart, don't throw it away."

Zheng Zeyuan!
Zheng Zeyang gritted his teeth with hatred, and walked away holding back his anger.

They can no longer let their master and servant find themselves eavesdropping on the corner, Zheng Zeyang said with a little man crying in his heart.

He had just returned to his Cangyuan courtyard, and not even a quarter of an hour after sitting down, Si Yan came with the folded cushions in his arms.

"What are you doing?"

Zheng Zeyang glared at him fiercely, making you talkative and narrow-minded.

Si Yan was inexplicably stared at by him. Forget it, he is not his serious master anyway, so no matter how hard he stares, he can't eat him.

"Second young master ordered the younger one to bring this mat to you, please pay the money."

Si Yan looked at the young master with a livid face, and his heart trembled, it was so scary.

Next time this kind of work should be done by Si Bing, the serious guy all day long!
Zheng Zeyang gritted his teeth. If eyes could eat people, Si Yan would already be bruised.

"How much silver?"

"Not too much, not too much, just ten taels of silver!"

Si Yan hurriedly said, wishing someone would take the money right away.

"Qingfeng, go and get ten taels of silver. Go back and tell your young master that you have to worry about ten taels of silver. This is too small to be responsible."

Si Yan took the gleaming silver ingot from Qingfeng's hand, and smiled.

As for what the Eldest Young Master asked him to tell their Second Young Master?

I'm sorry, he was so happy just now that he didn't seem to remember when he got excited.

Si Yan took the silver and pushed back two steps, ready to leave, when he reached the door, he stopped again.

"Eldest young master, our second young master also asked me to bring you a sentence.

If you want to recycle his old cushions so much, next time you go to Ruantao, you can sit on it and give it to you. He will charge you cheaply, and he will only charge you ten taels and a half. "

After all, before Zheng Zeyang could speak, Si Yan had already slipped away.

He is a little servant, but he can't bear the thunderous anger of his masters!

(End of this chapter)

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