The gentleman is knocking on the door

Chapter 35

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silver!

A whole tray of silver!
Add up to at least 200 taels, right?

The guests upstairs are really generous!
Several guests in the lobby were jealous and envious of Zhong Jingchao,
Mi Congcong secretly rolled his eyes.

Simple and rude, it is the style of a landlord's son!

"Zhong Xiucai is really lucky, isn't this money enough to pay him for talking about books in teahouses for several years?" a guest murmured.

There were few people in the lobby, no matter how low the voice was, everyone present could still hear it.

"That's not true! This Zhong Xiucai doesn't know what kind of luck he has had to encounter such a great thing?" Someone answered with a sour tone.

200 taels is not a small amount, and I don't know who is rich and powerful?

Zhong Jingchao's expression was gloomy, as if he was holding his breath, but he didn't seem to react at all. After a while, he calmly said: "Thank you, Young Master Lou, for your kindness, but Mr. Zhong has an agreement with the teahouse, and the guests' rewards will go to the teahouse. All, so please hand over the reward silver to the shopkeeper."

When Zhong Jingchao said this, his face was calm, but Mi Congcong knew that he was actually moved.

Mi Congcong sneered, the Zhong family's family background is mediocre, and Zhong's mother is in poor health and cannot do without medicine for many years. The 200 taels of silver are enough for the Zhong family's expenses for two or three years. How can Zhong Jingchao not be moved?

But he cherishes his feathers very much, Mi Congcong guessed from the very beginning that he would not accept the reward.

"Zhong Xiucai, Miss Hongyu likes to listen to your stories very much. You should treat this money as thank you from my young master. You can accept it, and the shopkeeper will not leave it behind." What Mo Qi said is that It is said that there is also a reward for the shopkeeper, which means that the 200 taels of silver Zhong Jingchao need not be handed over to the teahouse.

The shopkeeper hurried over after receiving the silver reward, just in time to hear what the two said, and hurriedly took the silver from Mo Qi, and said with a smile: "I thank Young Master Lou on behalf of Zhong Xiucai."

Mo Qi nodded and turned back to the second floor.

"Zhong Xiucai, I know that you scholars are proud. In fact, Young Master Lou also knows it. He was worried that you would not come to give a lecture today, so he only wanted a private room. Young Master Lou did not look down on you by rewarding you with money. What do you mean, Young Master Lou just smiles for Bojia people, why don't you be beautiful? And you don't suffer a loss." The shopkeeper persuaded in a low voice, and handed the tray to Zhong Jingchao, motioning him to accept it.

The shopkeeper only got a reward of 100 taels of silver. Seeing that Zhong Jingchao had half more silver reward than himself, he was actually very upset, but he was relieved when he thought of the silver that Lou Chenxiao gave when he bought the private room before.

Young Master Lou is not one to treat people badly, as long as he can make Miss Hongyu happy today, he will definitely get a lot of rewards.

Zhong Jingchao glanced at Mi Congcong seemingly, the sarcasm on her lips was too obvious for him to ignore.

Zhong Jingchao was inexplicably impatient, and said coldly to the shopkeeper: "The beauty of an adult? I, Zhong Jingchao, came to the teahouse to tell stories to show off my talents and learning, not to sing and laugh. I can't bear the kindness of Master Lou!"

After finishing speaking, Zhong Jingchao got off the stage, straightened his back and walked towards the door, his figure was stretched very long by the sunlight shining from outside the door, following his righteous words, his image was just like his Like a shadow, it suddenly became sacred in the hearts of several guests.

"Scholars have backbone!"

"That's right, that's not two taels, nor twenty taels, but 20 taels. How many people from our background can push the money out?"

Several guests in the lobby began to discuss, the shopkeeper gave a cold snort, but didn't say anything.

"The loftiness of a scholar depends on when he is. If he can still retain his confidence when he is really poor and starved to death as soon as possible, I admire him." Mi Congcong said leisurely.

That's right, she just doesn't want Zhong Jingchao to establish a stalwart image for herself. If he can, as long as he paves a way for herself, she will tear it down!
Mi Congcong's words were quickly agreed by a guest: "This little brother's words are reasonable, if this Zhong Xiucai is really so noble, he would not come to the teahouse to give lectures to earn money, after all, is he forced by life? "

To put it bluntly, it's to show off your talent, but to put it bluntly, it's to show off. There is actually no essential difference from the girls in Baihualou.

"That's true." The other two guests agreed after thinking about it: "Storytelling in a teahouse is not a noble thing to say."

Zhong Jingchao's tall image in the minds of several people suddenly collapsed.

As soon as Mi Congcong opened his mouth, the shopkeeper noticed her: "Master Mi is here, Master Mi is not here?"

Today, in order to make Lou Chenxiao and Miss Hongyu happy, he put all his heart into it, otherwise he would have discovered Mi Congcong long ago.

"Uncle didn't come."

Mi Congcong didn't say much, and left the teahouse after chatting with the shopkeeper a few words. Thinking of Zhong Jingchao's matter, Mi Congcong didn't have the heart to wait for the ghost here.

Now she no longer has that weird dream, but things about the previous life of the original owner always pop up in her mind from time to time, which will more or less affect her emotions.

In the memory of his previous life, Zhong Jingchao used some insignificant things to shape his image step by step, so that the people of one side would support him very much. This is one of the reasons why he climbed so fast in his previous life.

In this life, he would never want to repeat his tricks again!

Maybe because he didn't sleep well the night before, Mi Congcong fell asleep when he returned to the inn room.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Mi Congcong was suddenly awakened by the cold.

She opened her eyes, and suddenly faced a pale face, she screamed and shrank towards the corner of the wall.

Mi Congcong heaved a sigh of relief after seeing that Qingpiao was the male ghost he was waiting for beside the bed.

Looking at the sky outside the window, it turned out that it was already evening.

"What a coward." The male ghost gave her a look of contempt: "Since you are so afraid of me, why are you looking for me?"

Mi Congcong ignored the sarcasm in the first half of his sentence, and swallowed: "You... how do you know I'm looking for you?"

Although he had been waiting for it to appear, but when it did appear, Mi Congcong was still a little scared.

"You waited for me all night last night, and you waited all morning this morning, and you went to the teahouse. Didn't you look for me?"

The male ghost laughed horribly, and Mi Congcong felt the anger of being watched.

Mi Congcong hid his emotions very well, got out of bed and walked towards the table, and boldly said: "Didn't you ask me for help yesterday? Tell me now while I'm free. See if I can help?"

Mi Congcong's eyes blurred, and the male ghost suddenly floated in front of her. Mi Congcong's scream almost burst out of his throat, and he managed to stabilize himself.

"Remember, I'm not begging you, but a condition that you will give with your life!" The male ghost reminded gloomily, "It's not about whether you can help or not, but that it must be done!"

This little girl played tricks on him, thinking he didn't see it?
I want to use words to trick him so that he can leave her room, but there is no way!
"Then you have to tell me what's going on?"

This ghost is too difficult to deal with, Mi Congcong dare not argue with it anymore.

(End of this chapter)