The ugly wife of peasant family

Master Zhang goes out.

Zhang Bao quickly followed and went out to take a sedan chair. A group of people headed for the Xia family teahouse.

On the street, people with cloth were everywhere talking.

Seeing the sedan chair of the Zhang family coming, he immediately pointed at it,

"Look, look, this is the sedan chair of the Zhang family."

"They still have the face to come out, dye such cloth, how many people have to suffer?"

"Look at this posture. It's fierce. I won't fight with anyone, will I?"

"If you don't say it, I haven't seen it yet, like! Why don't we go and have a look? "

……

Master Zhang's face turned blue when he heard these comments.

After so many years of business, in order to defeat his competitors, he also used indecent means, but he has never been talked about like this.

This is the first time in more than 50 years.

Unable to restrain himself, Zhang Bao told his young man, "go, drive the people away!"

I used to drive away the onlookers, but there were so many people that I couldn't drive them away.

When Master Zhang saw this, he was very angry - something that didn't have a long brain. This time, he was driving people away. Didn't he show that he was guilty?

Angry, he told the housekeeper who followed him outside the sedan chair, "let them all roll back!"

The housekeeper didn't look good either. He strode to the front and said, "you guys, get back!"

His tone is not good, Zhang Bao's heart is excited, immediately his head back.

The boy came back quickly and followed Zhang Bao's sedan chair.

"Fool!"

The housekeeper scolded him in a low voice. I don't know whether he really scolded him or Zhang Bao. At this time, the only way to drive people away is to make dark for the Zhang family.

I dare not say a word.

The housekeeper turned back and went to Xia's teahouse next to master Zhang's sedan chair.

One, two

More and more people came to see the excitement.

The sedan chair stopped at the door of Xia's teahouse.

Master Zhang came down from the sedan chair, looked up at the teahouse, and his eyes flashed fierce color.

"Master Zhang."

The shopkeeper ran out from the inside and was very surprised, "are you here for tea?"

Master Zhang ignored him and went into the teahouse directly. He looked around, but didn't see anyone. He said in a cold voice, "Xia Wen, let him get out!"

He spoke so impolitely that the shopkeeper restrained his smile, stood up straight, and raised his voice. "Master Zhang, since our teahouse staff were bribed to pour hot water on the guests, the business of our teahouse is getting worse and worse day by day. Our owners are upset and haven't been here for a long time."

When he said this, there was a discussion among the crowd.

Master Zhang's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the shopkeeper's face.

The shopkeeper was not afraid of him, so he looked back. The first lady had expected that they would come and had taught him how to deal with it.

The voices of the public became louder.

Master Zhang took back his eyes and sat down on the chair. "Give me a pot of tea."

The shopkeeper didn't expect that master Zhang would do this. He was slightly stunned, but he soon came back to himself, "excuse me, Master Zhang, how much silver do you want for a pot?"

The tea in the teahouse is divided into three, six and nine grades. There are good tea of one or two silver and one pot of twelve, and the worst tea of ten copper plates is one pot.

"Steward, give him ten coppers."

"Good!"

The housekeeper answered and quickly put ten coppers in front of the shopkeeper.

This curse in the shopkeeper's heart - it's a shame that we don't have good tea in the teahouse. How about taking us as beggars and giving us alms?

He scolded in his heart and showed a professional smile on his face. "Boss Zhang, wait a moment. I'll give you tea."

The man brought the tea set, and the shopkeeper personally brought hot water to brew for Master Zhang, "Master Zhang, please use it slowly."

Master Zhang looked at the steaming tea cup and pulled it slightly.

In his own house, he drank excellent tea, which even the servants in his house did not drink.

Mr. Zhang sat still and said to the housekeeper, "go and ask all the servants to come in. It's hard for them to come in and have a cup of hot tea on such a cold day."

The housekeeper immediately understood what he said. He went outside happily and called all the sedan bearers in. He asked them to sit at a table and carry the teapot in person. "This is the tea offered by the master. You can drink as much as you like. If you are not thirsty, it doesn't matter. You can sit here and talk for a while. Our master is waiting for master Xia here. He can't go back for a while. You should be warm here. "

What he said was straightforward. The shopkeeper's heart was full of anger, but he had nothing to do. The teahouse has a rule that as long as you order tea, you can brew it for free.

Several sedan chair bearers did not know what was going on. They were so scared that they all sat upright, not to mention drinking tea. They did not dare to move.

The crowd's comments were getting louder and louder. Zhang Bao was very proud. He went to the chair beside Master Zhang and sat down. He said, "Dad, you are too kind-hearted. Seeing that the teahouse is going to close down, you still came to support us. You know that you want to help the Xia family. If you don't know, you think you are deliberately coming to find fault?"

The old blood of the shopkeeper almost didn't come out.

The shopkeeper opened his mouth and wanted to go back. Xia Xi's voice came from behind, "eh, second cousin, when did you become master Zhang's son?"

Hearing her voice, Zhang Bao almost couldn't help jumping up. He grabbed the chair with his hand, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were all up.

They follow the sound and look at Xia Xi. Master Zhang also squints and looks at her.

"Miss."

The respect of the shopkeeper.

Xia Xi nodded, "shopkeeper, Master Zhang and my father are close friends. Even if the dyeing workshop of Zhang's family is going to collapse and there is no silver left, you can't wait so long for him. Go to brew a pot of good Longjing and give it to master Zhang for free."

"Yes, miss."

The shopkeeper retreated respectfully.

Master Zhang's face changed. Xia Xi's sarcastic words were more cruel than what he had just done. He hit his old face with fiery pain.

"You ugly thing..."

Thinking that because of her, he almost lost his life, Zhang Bao finally jumped up, pointed to Xia Xi's nose and scolded, "you dare to come to Qingyun County, you..."

"Zhang Bao!"

Master Zhang yelled at him angrily.

Zhang Bao was so excited that he suddenly froze in the same place.

Xia Xi sat down on the chair opposite them, with a cool look and a light voice. "I haven't seen you for a long time, but my second cousin still looks at me like this. But aren't you my uncle's posthumous son? When did he become master Zhang's son? "

"You fart!"

Listen to her hand, lest Master Zhang misunderstand, Zhang Bao can't take care of anything, Biao out dirty words, "I was two years old when my father died, when am I a posthumous son?"

When he said this, the teahouse became quiet. Master Zhang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

The housekeeper stood beside him, fearing not to go out. Zhang's family had never claimed the origin of Zhang Bao. Although many people had guesses, they didn't confirm it. They just talked about it after dinner. After a long time, they naturally forgot it.

But the young master completely shakes out his life experience and puts on a black hat, which proves that the master has touched the married woman, and his face is completely gone.

Sure enough, the onlookers heard it as if they were frying a pot.

Zhang Bao regretted his words and froze in the same place again. He did not dare to look at Master Zhang's face.

Xia Xi is the corner of the mouth, also deliberately heavy "Oh" a.

Master Zhang's old face almost disappeared. He reluctantly supported his face and said, "send the young master back!"

Before the housekeeper calls the boy over, Xia Xi makes a light voice again, "even if Zhang Bao is master Zhang's son, he is also born from my aunt's belly. We are cousins. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Do you even want to interfere with the old master Zhang?"

Master Zhang's eyes fell on her and looked at her severely.

He thought that Xia Xi was an ordinary woman. The reason why he was able to open workshops and fast food restaurants was Xia Wen's advice.

Now, it's my fault. Few people can be so indifferent under my gaze.

Leng Buding said, "last time you made 20000 pieces of cloth in our Zhangjia dyehouse, now you throw these handmade cloth on the street to deliberately frame our Zhangjia dyehouse. I don't know what your heart is?"

Xia Xi light a smile, the eyebrows don't see a bit flustered, "chapter master this words what meaning?"? I don't understand. "

"Don't be silly!"

Zhang Bao is anxious to recover the mistake just now in Master Zhang. He angrily scolds her.

Xia Xi brow lightly wrinkled for a while, "two cousin this words is what meaning?"

Zhang Bao said eagerly, "you did last night! What you've done on the cloth is to revenge the Zhang family? "

Xia Xi a face don't understand, "why should I revenge Zhang family, I and Zhang family have what revenge?"

"You..."

By her innocent face, Zhang Bao blurted out again, "you are revenge for our Zhang family's destruction of Xia family's teahouse and..."

"Zhang Bao!"

Master Zhang yelled again, his anger rising.

This is a fool who can't do more than fail!

Zhang Bao later found that he was wrong again, and the sweat on his forehead came out.

"Somebody, send the young master back!"

The housekeeper called the boy outside, and then he came forward and dragged Zhang Bao, who was still in a daze, out to look for his face. "Young master, you are not feeling well. I told you not to come here for a long time..."

The sedan chair bearers, who were sitting upright and did not dare to move, were relieved and quickly got up and went out.

The shopkeeper came with a pot of good Longjing tea and put it in front of Master Zhang. His attitude was still mild. "Master Zhang, this Longjing tea has the effect of removing fire. Have a drink."

"Presumptuous!"

Being run by a shopkeeper, Master Zhang couldn't keep his face, "is that how Xia Wen taught you to treat guests? No wonder the teahouse can't continue to operate. "

"Master Zhang is wrong."

Xia Xi said with a smile, "it's me who taught them. I taught them to talk to people and ghosts! When I see Master Zhang, I naturally want to say something different. "

"You..."

Master Zhang almost can't suppress his anger and throws his teacup at Xia Xi.