food color and fragrance

Chapter 42 Debt

If Mrs. Chen knew that she had paid more than 60 taels of silver for scolding a six-year-old child, she might not be able to eat this birthday banquet in one bite.

The magistrate's wife saw the scene that happened just now.

Mrs. Wu also saw it, and she hated Mrs. Chen's businessman's small family spirit to the bottom of her heart.

Because Mrs. Chen was able to get the invitation, she was the one who threaded the thread through it, and the county magistrate's wife should have drawn Mrs. Chen together with her, but now that she came, it would be embarrassing, and her face was burning hot.

Nothing!Merchants who do business are short-sighted!
Mrs. Wu was slandered in her heart, it can be seen that the county magistrate's wife's expression was particularly playful. If she didn't ask, she couldn't take the initiative to explain, otherwise she wouldn't cause a mess?

The feeling of sitting on pins and needles is very uncomfortable...

Er Fatty told Mrs. Zhang about the pen that the county magistrate rewarded "Yue Shufang" just now and what he had experienced. Mom will be happy after a quick meal!"

The thing Zhang Xianwei hated the most was that others accused him of being uneducated, that he was a big bastard, the eldest son was learning martial arts, but it was already too late to learn literature, and the youngest son could get praise after only a month with Master Yang, which was a great credit.

"Sister Huai Liu said to make me elbows!" Erpang pointed at Sanskrit, and Mrs. Zhang reprimanded: "You brat, it's not enough for Miss Yang to protect you on weekdays, and let others cook for you, so shameless." thick-skinned!"

"Sister Huailiu's cooking is delicious." Erpang smiled and flattered, and Sanskrit also smiled and said: "If you want to eat, feel free to bring it over. I don't mind the trouble. After all, I am the only one at home. Wen Gu is here, and I have one too." companion."

Mrs. Zhang paused, and said: "From now on, I will be in charge of the food and drink in your family, so you don't have to worry about it. I will send a maid to help you do chores later. If you are bullied, just say it. If you are far away, just say it." I dare not promise, whoever dares to bully you in Qingcheng County, I can make the decision for you!"

Mrs. Zhang's words were not pleasantries, and the Sanskrit voice should be heard, "Thank you Mrs. Zhang for your understanding, but... the maid is not needed."

"How can I do that? You must have a helper." Mrs. Zhang insisted on sending it.

Sanskrit touched his head in embarrassment, "It's not that I don't want to, but that there is no place to live at home."

Mrs. Zhang was stunned for a moment, Er Fatty said: "Mr.'s house is very small, there is no land!"

"Then...then I will give it away when there is land." Mrs. Zhang smiled and brought some snacks for Fanyin.

Fanyin was not polite either, eating the fruit snacks on the table one after another, usually at home, these are neither edible nor affordable.

The birthday party soon began.

County magistrate Fang was very low-key, and didn't set up the procedures of birthday worship and rewards. He just got Fang Jingzhi to kowtow three times and offer a bowl of longevity noodles.

But the servants of the Fang family still insisted on prostrating together, pushing the birthday banquet to a climax.

After the birthday greetings, everyone drank and had a banquet. On the side of the female relatives, the magistrate's wife toasted to thank them. Everyone drank a cup together, and then they ate and chatted about their own things.

Mrs. Zhang didn't take a few bites before she was invited by other wives to have a private chat.

Sanskrit and Erpang ate happily, while others were chatting, the two of them kept filling their mouths.

Er Fatty's mouth was full of oil, and her Sanskrit accent was very gentle. Although she ate and used it very quickly, she still managed to maintain the elegance that she should have.

Yang Zhiyuan let go for the first time today. Not only did he hold back the wine for the county magistrate, but he was able to socialize properly, which won Fang Qingyuan's praise.

Sitting aside, Wu Xiancheng looked like a stone sculpture, neither happy nor sad, only drank tea in a muffled voice, not a drop of alcohol.

Today's Yang Zhiyuan is too in the limelight, his limelight made Wu Xiancheng drunk, and his heart was aroused with incomparable anger. Seeing that the county magistrate and Yang Zhiyuan were being flattered and flattered by everyone, and occasionally he even wrote two congratulatory poems The gift is right, Yang Zhiyuan can come back one after another, isn't this more a mockery of his inferior fame?
This eighth-rank county magistrate is really useless!
Yang Zhiyuan, I won't let you stay any longer...

Wu Xiancheng had a drink by himself and then resigned because he was drunk and unwell. Mrs. Wu and Wu Lingya also left together.

Wu Lingya was very angry today. This place was supposed to be her territory, but Yang Huailiu's appearance completely disrupted her rhythm.

Seeing that Fang Jingzhi came over and went directly to talk to the county magistrate's wife and Yang Huailiu Jingcha, ignoring her, Wu Lingya's heart seemed to be poured with oil, and she wished she could scratch Yang Huailiu's face!

It's a pity that this kind of reckless behavior can only be thought about, at least in the county magistrate's mansion, she can't do such a thing...

Halfway through the birthday banquet, people have already left one after another. Although it is a banquet to celebrate the birthday, in the end, the key is to come and give gifts. As for how much this wine can drink, it is not important at all. Such a person, that is, the goal has been achieved.

Yang Zhiyuan drank too much, and his footsteps were slightly wobbly. Fortunately, he was very self-aware, and in the end no matter how much others persuaded him, he refused to drink even if he was beaten to death.

Zhang Xianwei was also in high spirits today, his youngest son's appearance was inseparable from Yang Zhiyuan's father and daughter, Yang Zhiyuan refused to drink any more, so he ordered someone to serve tea.

Tasting tea is different from tasting wine. No one is taboo to say some absurd and exaggerated words when tasting wine, but if you drink tea without discipline, you will be hated and maybe even have a grudge.

Yang Zhiyuan understood this truth deeply, so when he was not completely sober from the wine, he refused to say a word.

Fang Qingyuan was a little tired, and the crowd quickly dispersed.

Fanyin was very full, and when Yang Zhiyuan looked for her, she couldn't help but burp a few times when she was walking.

Er Fatty was also tired, he had to sleep for a while every afternoon, he was also tired from playing today, and was listless after eating, so he just waved with Sanskrit and followed Madam Zhang into the carriage.

Yang Zhiyuan's father and daughter were about to leave, but Zhang Xianwei suddenly came over and whispered: "Did you find that there is one person missing today?"

"Missing people? Who?" Yang Zhiyuan was half sober.

"Sun Dianshi."

After Zhang Xianwei finished speaking, Yang Zhiyuan remembered this person.

When he arrived at the county government office today, he came with him, but after showing his face in the front hall, he disappeared.

Yang Zhiyuan understood what Captain Zhang meant, nodded and said, "I will pay more attention, thank you Brother Zhang!"

Zhang Xianwei bared his teeth, turned around and waved his hands, yelling at the carriageway: "Let's go, I'm exhausted, go home and sleep!"

Sending off County Captain Zhang, Yang Zhiyuan looked a little more cautious.

Fanyin also heard Zhang Xianwei's words just now, but there are still many people here, so she didn't ask, she just talked about the entanglement with the old man Qi Linghong in Shuge today, and what happened when she met the mother and daughter of the Chen family. Tell Yang Zhiyuan.

When talking about Qi Linghong, Yang Zhiyuan showed a bit of disdain, but when talking about the mother and daughter of the Chen family, Yang Zhiyuan's face inevitably became embarrassed.

"We still have to pay back the money owed earlier, and then we move."

After Yang Zhiyuan finished speaking, the Sanskrit voice sank, and he asked what he had been wondering all along, "Father, you will be the teacher of Miss Chen, won't they repair it? How much money is it for pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and food? How can you owe me all of a sudden?" A subsidy of nearly a hundred taels?"

Could it be that they were deceived?
The last sentence, Sanskrit only muttered in his heart, but did not say it.

Yang Zhiyuan touched her little bald head, "My daughter is getting smarter."

"You knew earlier?" Seeing that he wasn't surprised at all, Fanyin couldn't help being even more surprised.

"Now what is paid back is not money, but love. When the father was penniless, it was Mr. Chen Jiapin who rescued the father. It is still the same sentence, never forget the well digger. Two silvers can erase that kindness, so I will pay back hundreds of taels, and I will never owe you any more, wouldn't that be better?"

Fanyin didn't know what to say to Yang Zhiyuan's words. He always thought that his father was a fool, but in fact he knew it well...

"But the Chen family spreads all over the world, and your reputation is not good. Who else is willing to marry you?" Fanyin said this sentence with a smile, and Yang Zhiyuan could not help but "hiss", "Let them pass it on, lest they all come to you What's more troublesome, as a father, you have to guard your mother for a year, this vow will not be violated, besides, we have no money now..."

The last sentence is the real reason, right?Sanskrit thought so.

The father and daughter didn't say any more, so they strolled back home like this.

Fanyin took out the beads and bracelets that the county magistrate's wife had rewarded, and only muttered how much money these things could be sold for?If it is possible, it would be great to return the money of the Chen family...

But this can only be a conjecture. If the magistrate's wife knew, wouldn't she be angry?
Ugh……

This day was also very tiring, and the father and daughter went home and took a rest after washing.

Mrs. Chen didn't go home immediately, but went directly to Wuxian Cheng's mansion.

After Mrs. Wu had served the county magistrate Wuxiuxiu, she returned to the main hall to see her. Before Mrs. Chen could speak, Mrs. Wu scolded her:
"Look at what you have caused today. When you met the magistrate's wife, you mentioned Yang Zhiyuan. You just mentioned one sentence. Instead, you said those unpopular things, which made the county magistrate's wife have a very bad impression of you. Forget it, he even provoked Zhang Xianwei, do you know that Zhang Xianwei even gave up three points to the county magistrate, a person our master dare not easily provoke!"

"I didn't expect that child to be the son of Captain Zhang..."

Mrs. Chen also became anxious, "That Mrs. Zhang is really aggressive, she dared to yell and beat someone in front of the county magistrate's wife."

"Why is she afraid to shout? Do you think she is just scaring you?"

Mrs. Wu snorted coldly, knowing that this matter cannot be avoided, "Tomorrow, you should prepare a generous gift and send it to the county magistrate's wife, and don't pick and choose and send some that can't be put on the table. You come from a wealthy family, and you don't look down on those gold and silver things. After you finish this matter, don't trouble Yang Zhiyuan. This is our master's order, and you can weigh it yourself."

Mrs. Chen only felt a pain in her liver. Those that can be brought to the table are much more expensive than simple gold and silver!

She gritted her teeth and gave the money away, but she couldn't be dismissed with just one sentence...

"Yang Zhiyuan is fine, that girl in his family is really nothing."

After saying this, how could Mrs. Wu not understand what she meant?Yu Guang cast a disdainful glance at her, "You can't even deal with a little girl, I really thought highly of you before, I will teach her a lesson, you just watch..."

(End of this chapter)