The identity of this girl aroused Bai Haitang's curiosity.
If it is a girl who is a married woman, she should not be brought out to show off her name. If her name is not justified, she can usually just stay in the boudoir, so as not to leave any clues about her lewdness.
She was said to be an ordinary maid, but she didn't have to do anything. She just stood beside the master obediently.
Who is she?
At this time, I only heard Mr. Zhang coughing twice and clearing his throat.
The girl immediately squatted and knelt in front of Mr. Zhang, raised her head to the sky at a 45-degree angle, and opened her flawless cherry mouth. Mr. Zhang turned his head and spit the saliva he coughed into the girl's mouth.
The girl swallowed her saliva as if nothing happened, then stood up and stood beside Mr. Zhang quietly.
After Mr. Zhang spat, he got on the sedan with the help of the housekeeper, and the girl also got on the sedan behind.
Go outside the gate...
"She, he..." Lamei covered her mouth and was speechless in surprise. If anyone dared to spit in her mouth, Lamei would fight to the death no matter what.
But this girl is so docile and looks so meaningful and lovely.
"There are so many tricks in wealthy families... This is something I can't even imagine." Lamei swallowed and felt nauseous.
When Bai Haitang saw the scene in front of him, he was quite surprised. He was still treating people as human beings.
Looking at the maids and boys next to them, everyone in the yard is already used to it.
At this time, the nurse led Young Master Zhang to come.
"I haven't seen you for a day. You two girls are fine..." Mr. Zhang still looked cynical.
"Come on, come over here." The servant pushed the cart several times before arriving at the other courtyard where Mr. Zhang lived.
"We have delivered nine pieces of cloth. The mission is completed." Bai Haitang said.
"Don't leave in a hurry. Last time you treated me to a cup of chrysanthemum tea from Haitang Dyeing House. This time I treat you to a cup of Jin Junmei from my house. This is the newest tribute this year and is specially used to entertain distinguished guests." Zhang
After the young master finished speaking, he asked the maid to bring two cups of fine Jin Junmei.
What's funny is that he even made a "shush" gesture, as if to say that you are not distinguished guests and this is a drink secretly given to you.
Sitting in this courtyard surrounded by pavilions, smelling the fragrance of tea, I feel thirsty even if I don't want to drink it. And I'm afraid even if you have money, you can't drink this tribute tea out of the gate.
Wintersweet drank it without ceremony.
"I just saw Mr. Zhang going out. The maid next to him was quite pretty," Bai Haitang said.
"Oh, you said Beauty Bowl, of course. Among the dignitaries in the county, the one who is most compared to others in terms of origin, family background, and status is Beauty Bowl." Mr. Zhang stood up, picked up a flower, and said slowly
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"What do you think of this?" Haitang asked.
"Every person with status has a beauty bowl around him. No matter when eating or sleeping, he keeps it with him at all times. When the owner has saliva or phlegm and wants to spit, their role will come into play. The richer and more prestigious they are.
The more beautiful the bowls around you are, the more beautiful the bowls are. Otherwise, it is called a beauty bowl. On the contrary, the more beautiful the bowls are, the more it can prove his identity without even needing to speak." Mr. Zhang said with a smile.
"Sure enough, one person's happiness must be based on another person's pain." Bai Haitang sighed.
Only beautiful people can understand the suffering of Gu.