The exam was not over until noon. Fortunately, a hundred meters away from the academy, there were many stalls selling food on this day. Shen Wan and others went to a small stall selling wontons and sat down and ordered four bowls of wontons.
After the wontons were cooked, the coachman said he wanted to watch the carriage, so he took the wontons to the carriage parking area and sat on the shaft to eat.
As soon as Shen Wan finished eating her wontons, someone sat down at the table next door. The person sitting next door was a young woman in gorgeous clothes and jewels. She looked to be in her late thirties. There was also a woman beside her. , and two maids.
Before she sat down, the mother-in-law wiped the stool with a handkerchief.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... this table is really dirty, why don't you wipe it down quickly?" the woman said with a look of disgust on her face as she looked at the table.
The maid hurriedly wiped it with her handkerchief, but after wiping it, her handkerchief was not dirty. It was obvious that the table was not dirty.
The lady selling wontons came over with a smile on her face.
The woman raised her chin and asked in a slanted tone, "What do you guys have to eat?"
When the proprietress heard this, she looked up and saw the canvas hanging on the pole she had erected. Didn't she have the word "wonton" written on it? Was it because her pole was erected too high, or because the lady was illiterate? ?Her pole isn't erected very high! It's only a head taller than her, so there's no reason why she can't see it. It's obvious that this lady is illiterate.
"We only have wontons here."
"Why are there only wontons?" The woman frowned.
The lady boss smiled and said: "This is a wonton stall, so of course I only have wontons."
The woman muttered, "This imperial city is really not comparable to our Anyang, it has nothing."
The landlady looked confused. I don’t know how she came to this conclusion? Is it because her wonton stall only sells wontons? If so, it would be an injustice for Huangcheng to lose.
The mother-in-law next to the woman said: "Young madam, please bear with me! This is a poor home after all. I don't know when Master Sun will come out? Just use up the wontons!"
The woman said with an unhappy face: "Then I want a bowl of wontons!"
The landlady looked at the two maids and the mother-in-law behind her and said, "You only want one bowl? Don't these three want to eat?"
The woman said: "Whatever is left after I finish eating is theirs."
This is the rule of their royal family. The master can eat only after the master eats, and the rest of the master's meal is for the servants to eat.
Hearing this, the proprietress shook her head and went to order the wontons, then she returned the favor and said, "It's just a bowl of wontons, what else is left? The servants of this wealthy family in Anyang are really pitiful."
They were the masters of a wealthy family in the imperial city. The guests at the table next to them all ordered bowls of wontons for the coachman. They even asked the coachman to sit down and eat together, but the coachman said he wanted to watch the carriage, so he took the bowl and left.
Shen Wan also felt that the people at the next table were very strange. The bowl of wontons was barely enough for one person, and she was afraid that she would only have a mouthful of soup left.
After the wontons were cooked, the landlady brought them to the table. A bowl of snow-white wontons and soup, with sesame oil and green scallions floating on the surface.
The woman looked at the wontons on the table with great disgust, stirred them twice with a spoon and said, "Is this edible?"
The landlady was not happy when she heard that, she frowned and said, "What can I order if I can't eat it?"
If you really don’t like this, then don’t eat it!
The woman was stunned, obviously not expecting the boss lady to dare to talk to her like this.
"Look at the ladies in our imperial city, they don't eat well. Why can't they eat well when we come to your place?" the landlady pointed at Shen Wan.
The woman glanced at Shen Wan and saw that she was extremely beautiful, so she said disdainfully: "Who is she? She is worthy of being compared with me." What she hates most is women who are prettier than her. Moreover, this The woman has a foxy look on her face, which is not a good thing at first glance.
Shen Wan almost choked on the wontons in her mouth. Why was she still shot while she was lying down?
Ling'er and Wuyi immediately became unhappy when they heard this.
"Pa..." Wuyi patted the table, looked at the woman and said, "How did you speak?"
Ling'er hurriedly stood up, held Wuyi's shoulders and said, "Sister Wuyi, don't be angry." Then, he looked at the woman with an apologetic smile and said, "Madam, you are right, you are a thing, and my mother really can't be with you. You compare, after all, how can things be compared with people!"
When the woman heard this, she loudly said: "When did I say that I am a thing? I mean, who is your mother, and she deserves to be compared with me? I am not a thing."
The maid and the nanny behind her shook their heads in shame. They are young ladies! Although they look good, they have a bad temper and brain.
Originally, she was not allowed to come with him to see Master Sun off, but she insisted on coming. She also said that Master Sun was the meat that fell off her body, and she would not be relieved if he did not come with him.
Ling'er smiled and nodded: "We all know that you are nothing, so you don't need to emphasize it."
"You..." The woman was so angry that she couldn't speak. She picked up the wontons on the table and wanted to throw them at Ling'er.
Seeing this, the proprietress snatched the wontons from her hand and said: "My wontons are for eating, not for throwing them. If you waste food, you will be struck by lightning."
"You, you..." The woman obviously had never been so angry.
She shouted to the woman behind her: "You guys knocked down this stall for me and slapped that brat in the face."
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