The hawker was overjoyed and hurriedly stood up and said: "Okay, okay."
"Get ready first. Wrap each pastry." The little maid said, throwing down a considerable amount of silver and turning around to leave.
The waiters at the teahouse opposite set up a long bench at the door, and several people sat side by side chatting. When they saw two hawkers across the street getting up happily, one of the waiters curled his lips: "I don't know what you are happy about. I will be happy just selling a few pastries."
This is what it looks like.”
"Hey, that's not right, what are they doing?" said the waiter next to me.
The two vendors looked happy as they lifted the baskets layer by layer and put the cakes one by one into the oil paper.
"Did you buy it all?" a waiter said with surprise.
A waiter took out the melon seeds from his arms, and while cracking them, he looked towards the place where the little maid left: "Where is the old lady?"
"I just went that way, I don't know where I am now." The man pointed out.
"Here, here!" one of the waiters shouted, pointing to the other side.
The maid was standing in front of the noodle stall next to her, talking to the proprietress of the noodle stall.
The landlady also looked happy and nodded hurriedly to her. After that, the little maid left and walked to the restaurant on the other side.
"What is she doing?" the waiter asked in confusion while chewing melon seeds.
Others shook their heads.
Suddenly a gong and drum sounded suddenly, the workers were startled, and the few pedestrians on the street were also startled.
Several men came out with gongs and drums in their hands and beat them wildly.
Everyone looked around, and a man stepped forward, smiled and shouted loudly: "Fellows, folks!"
After all the eyes were attracted, the man pointed to the carriage leaning on the roadside not far away and shouted loudly: "Miss Zhao, this Miss Zhao from the south of the Yangtze River, she is inviting everyone to eat, drink and have fun today! We are here
You can enjoy whatever you want to eat, drink, and play on the street!"
After saying that, there was another "bang" sound.
Many people didn't react and looked at him in confusion.
The two vendors who were still making pastries also blinked.
At this time, the candy vendor in the distance shouted: "Come on, come on, candy eaters, you can take whatever you want! Those who have paid the money can just come and get it!"
"My wonton noodles and dumplings are the same. If you want to eat, come and line up!"
A vendor selling pastries on the opposite side shouted loudly: "We have red bean cakes, jade tea cakes, honey bean cakes, and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes... If you want them, come quickly!"
The two vendors looked at each other, and then shouted loudly and refused to admit defeat: "We have water chestnut cake and jujube cake. Everyone hurry up! You have already paid!"
…
The street suddenly boiled.
The guys looked on in shock. Several of them stood dumbly. The melon seed eater shook the melon seeds in his hand and said, "What are we waiting for? Let's go get something to eat!"
The others hurriedly climbed up and saw the little maid approaching with a smile. She stood at the foot of the low steps and said, "Guys, do you want to do some business?"
………………
Zhao Ning was sitting in the carriage, the curtains were down, and the light in the carriage was dim.
From time to time, people holding cakes and fruits came to her to thank her, but she said nothing and listened quietly.
After a long time, the little maid opened the curtain, came in from the outside, sat down, and said with a smile: "Miss."
The little maid has never received so much attention since she was a child. Today, she was looked at by many people and came to thank her. Her joy and pride radiated from her heart. Her cheeks are still flushed and her forehead is red.
Sweat made my hair sticky.
Sure enough, now that I have money, I have a lot of confidence.
"Has anyone from the Jingzhao government office come here?" Zhao Ning asked.
"Yes, many people are gradually coming over there."
"Okay," Zhao Ning said, "let Zeng Gu go."
"Where are you going, miss?"
"Go to other streets to find a good inn, I'm tired."
"Well," the little maid responded, lifted the curtain, and said to the coachman, "The driver, the eldest lady said to leave. Let's go find an inn elsewhere. The eldest lady is sleepy."
The coachman said nothing and raised his whip.
Watching the carriage turn around and walk towards the other side, many people looked at it.
"Miss Zhao from Jiangnan, which Zhao family is she?"
"You are so rich. No lady from any family is so bold and generous..."
"Yeah, it's so awesome."
“Yummy, yummy, this is so delicious!”
………………
In the study room of the back office of Jingzhao Mansion, a clerk came in and told the situation outside.
Liang Nai looked impatient and said casually: "Okay, I understand, you can go down."
After the clerk left, Wei Zhanzhang said curiously: "There are still such strange things in the world. Sir, can I go and see them?"
"What's so surprising about this," Liang Nai said while looking at the letter in his hand. "It's not like you've never seen someone with a lot of money and no place to spend it. Two years ago, the second son of Nanyang Marquis spent a lot of money and bought the whole house.
Qingyulou sends those dandy boys to play."
Wei Zheng showed disdain on his face.
Mentioning the group of dandies, Liang Nai raised his head from the letter in his hand and said displeasedly: "Did Li Dongyan really do what happened last night?"
"It was him," Wei Zhanzhang nodded. "He was the one who ordered the girl to be arrested, but the person who beat the woman to death was not from Yan Yunwei, but from Tianrong Wei."
"I know this," Liang Nai said with a frown, "So you see, no matter how much I care about this matter, that woman really ran to stop Tianrong Guard's soldiers and horses without incident. Isn't this because she thinks she has a long life?"
"It's not a good thing," said Wei Zhengzheng, "Sir, her daughter was robbed by someone. How can she be a good person?"
"No matter what," Liang Nai looked back and looked at the letter in his hand, "Even if we want to take care of it, it's not our turn to take care of it. I will go directly to the palace to talk to His Majesty later and let His Majesty take care of it."
"Yeah." Wei Zhengyi responded.
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More and more people are gathering, and there is no longer enough food on the street.
Some people brought wooden basins and filled them with cakes.
Some people went directly to these wooden basins to grab them, put them in their arms and ran away.
Some people's stomachs are so full that they feel like vomiting while sitting on the street.
Others got into fights because who got more and who got less, or because they were squeezed and stepped on while queuing.
However, the scene was not chaotic, because the patrol troops and mounted guards arrived quickly. No matter how angry everyone was, they did not dare to make trouble in front of them. Many people even took a pastry and prepared to leave.
"Sir, would you like one?" A vendor handed the few remaining pastries to Song Qingtang.
Song Qingtang raised his hand to take it, smelled it, bit it, took out a few coins from his pocket and threw them to the vendor.
The vendor paused after catching it, a little reluctant to part with the copper plate, but still smiled and said: "Sir, I paid for this pastry. Miss Zhao said that she would like it."
Song Qingtang looked around and said casually: "I don't like eating food given by others, is that okay?"
"It's done, it's done," the vendor said. (To be continued)
