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Chapter 121 The money is coming, the money is coming

Mr. Wenzhai naturally introduced it to his disciple: "The way of running a housewife's business."

When he said this, his eyes were full of pride, after all, this housewife was also a disciple of Mr. Wenzhai.

The master of the clan looked at Mr. Wenzhai and shook his head, saying that this disciple has done well.

Several scribes sighed: "What if a housewife could do this?..."

No matter how beautiful this woman is, they are willing to marry her.

Because I am a good friend with Mr. Wenzhai, and this woman is a family member of Mr. Wenzhai’s disciple, I cannot say this. The joke must be moderate.

Looking at the two guests in the distance and the faint sounds coming from the inner courtyard, anyone can tell that today's banquet was prepared very well.

In several small flower halls, people with different preferences and identities are seated separately. The meals are the same and the drinks are the same.

You can still vaguely hear the sounds in the flower hall, but if you listen carefully, you can't hear the specific content of the conversation, which creates conditions for the guests to talk and eat.

Mr. Wenzhai paid attention and subconsciously looked between the flower halls. It turned out that the sound of running water blocked the noisy sounds between the flower halls. This idea was quite clever.

There is running water on Zhuangzi, but there is no water in this courtyard. I don’t know how this water was brought here and it can still make the sound of rushing water.

Several guys at the banquet saw that Mr. Wenzhai was distracted: "Maybe he is stingy. How can he be distracted while eating at the banquet?"

Mr. Wenzhai: "No way, my disciple is still young, and there are no elders in the family to help Zhou Quan. It is the first time to host such a banquet after getting married, so I really don't feel at ease."

Several gentlemen laughed: "You, sir, are too worried. Look at the servants and women in the house, advancing and retreating in a controlled manner, there is nothing to worry about."

Someone else said: "Are you showing off?"

Mr. Wenzhai said to himself, I want to show off, but it’s not easy for me, a female disciple, to talk about it. However, it is inevitable to be proud, and to have this group of people say something like this, it shows that it is really good.

There were two disciples around him, one was too young and the other was anxious about his official career, so they really had nothing to show off.

The husband sighed and just sat there, enjoying his beauty alone. But he couldn't show it off.

Listening to these people praising the inner house, the corners of Mr.'s lips curled up secretly.

Zhou Lan took Jiang Changle and walked between several small flower halls, entertaining family members and shopkeepers who came here to develop long-term cooperative relationships. Then he went to the scholars' side and placed his brother-in-law next to the master.

Zhou Lan, as the male host, went to find the female host.

Most of the people Jiang Changxi entertained were relatives. The shopkeepers did not bring their wives, and the husband's friends even ate and drank by themselves, too embarrassed to bring their wives.

Knowing that there are no elders in the disciple's house, why bother bothering him?

Instead, a group of ladies that Jiang Changxi met in the county came over.

He also brought the head of the family with him, which was quite lively.

Zhou Lan came here to accompany his wife and entertain her friends.

These people had their families with them, and he would not look out of place if he accompanied his wife there.

This group of scholars and scholars in the county finally met Uncle Zhou.

I have to say that even though she is a child, she is still young. She is still a little young, and her future is unlimited.

How can we be rude, not to mention that Uncle Zhou and his wife are accompanied by the husband of the county lord.

For a while, Uncle Zhou was looked at by a group of old people and scholars, and then he blended into the small group quite kindly.

Zhou Lande said that he and his wife had a lot to learn. After all, the age gap was there, and it was difficult for him to talk to these old scholars.

But the little daughter-in-law over there was talking quite speculatively with the learned old ladies, and they didn't know how the little daughter-in-law did it.

If you can't cope with it yourself, you will appear particularly incompetent.

Zhou Lan cheered up and listened carefully to the conversation of the old scholars. He also connected the gossips that his wife usually wrote down on paper, including who belonged to whose family and what kind of gossip they had.

Then Zhou Lan opened up the two channels of Ren and Du. It seemed that these people were all semi-familiar, and it didn't seem that difficult to talk to them.

As for learning, Zhou Lan still has no problem. He has a good memory and has read a lot of books. These things are not difficult for him.

It really didn't work, so I copied the Buddhist scriptures and the Sutra of Filial Piety for three years, and occasionally uttered a few sentences, which were particularly profound.

For a time, in front of this group of old scholars and old scholars, he was not inferior at all and was able to handle it with ease.

What the candidates see is Uncle Zhou's future. No wonder he can find a famous teacher.

Brother-in-law Jiang didn't expect that his brother-in-law would have such ability. He was a little jerky in the first half, but he could handle it easily in the second half.

Because there were female family members present, the banquet here did not last long, and everyone left one after another.

In the middle, people from Laoju warmly invited a child to come and hang out with them if you have nothing to do.

Haha, second brother-in-law Jiang thought he heard wrong. This enthusiasm was a bit too much.

Secretly ask your friends: "What do you mean?"

Friend: "The family members get together from time to time, why can't we get together? Uncle Zhou should learn from my wife."

What are you learning? Are you learning to send things out? So this is not for learning or making friends, it is for the production of Zhuangzi.

Brother-in-law Jiang Er said to himself that people's hearts are not as old as they used to be. Are all the old scholars so careless?

But I have to say that if they didn’t look down upon Uncle Zhou’s knowledge and character, they wouldn’t care about such a mouthful of food.

The family wealth of the Juren master is still enough to buy a roast chicken or duck in Baoding Prefecture.

Just like the friends of Mr. Wenzhai. Without friendship, who would miss the duck served at the table.

Then the family members left one after another, knowing that the guests that Uncle Zhou and Grandma Zhou were entertaining were very important, so how could they have the nerve to disturb them.

The main reason for coming here is to connect emotionally.

Uncle Zhou and Aunt Zhou are kind-hearted people, and they are willing to come over to make things even better and leave an extra bit of love.

Who knows what things will happen to others in the future.

If the tribesmen have a clear conscience, Erlang and his wife will not stay in the town.

In the words of the gentleman, it is not something that belongs in the pond.

The old shopkeepers were reluctant to leave, but Uncle Zhou had nothing to do with these merchants.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, the person they finally negotiated with was a little girl. This made these old shopkeepers very confused.

Dafu: "My shopkeepers, my eldest grandma understands the purpose of your visit. My uncle is a scholar, and all the shopkeepers have also seen it. These chickens and ducks are all produced by the farm, so they can only be used for food by my family."

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Then Dafu's voice changed: "Is there any left..."


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