Because it's so bad that you teach the cook how to cook it?
Dou Qi was stunned again.
After he came in, everything seemed to be different from what he had guessed. The lady only said two or three sentences, but it made him a little at a loss as he thought he had already figured out how to deal with it.
Is this, really, just doing good deeds?
Sure enough, did you meet a passing deity?
He, Dou Qi, has lived for twenty-seven years. This is the first time he has encountered such a good person who is blind to wealth.
Dou Qi's small eyes narrowed.
Good people? There are never good or bad people in this world, only fools and smart people!
Seeing the young man riding a horse and escorting the carriage with two or three servants, the smile on Dou Qi's face suddenly disappeared.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his face, and the oleander on his temples was already somewhat withered.
Dou Qi took off the flowers and threw them on the ground.
"Master Qi, look, these two people really left like this?" The shopkeeper couldn't help but asked, "Did you not take the money?"
"So what if I don't leave?" Dou Qi sneered, "I've already shown off that I'm my godfather, and I still dare to take money. If they dare to take money on the front foot, they will have the good news on the back foot. Let alone their two children, it's them
The masters of the Zhou family behind the scenes are here, and they have to weigh things up."
The shopkeeper nodded.
"I just didn't expect that this passing god turned out to be a member of the Zhou family." He said, sighing, "Fortunately, fortunately, we are not like before. Otherwise, with the greed of these officials in Beijing, don't say this
With just a box of money, this store will probably be robbed."
"So, you can't be like grandpa." Dou Qi said, with a bit of pride, "They say that this powerful person is greedy, ruthless, and should not be provoked. You must know that you don't want to provoke things in this world.
, it will not come. We are afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back. What future does we have to live here? Look at now, with the passing gods in front of us and Liu Xiaoli in the back, our Dou family store will become famous all over the world."
Speaking of this, Dou Qi couldn't help but blush.
"However, this Mr. Liu is really quite shady..." he muttered.
He looked back. At this time, the lanterns were just starting to turn on. The Immortal Residence was even more lively than in the daytime. The lights were bright and there were a lot of people. The guys were busy running around. Looking further into the distance, there was a faint light coming from them. This was the early adopter who had arrived.
customers or repeat customers who never forget.
Just like the stars gathering together, they will surely illuminate his Dou family's money storehouse.
"This is an opportunity sent by the gods, you must not miss it!" Dou Qi gritted his teeth and said, turning to look at the shopkeeper, his face as cold as frost, "Go and send the dry stock document to Grandpa Qian. At this time, there is only one Zhou family.
When we enter the capital, there are still many tigers and wolves watching. If the Zhou family dares to have any thoughts, I will let him be the chicken that is killed for the monkeys!"
When Liu Lang's carriage entered the house, everyone in the family was already anxious to find him, and they were relieved to see him back.
"You kid, where did you take your sister?" Mrs. Zhou said angrily, blaming her, but her face showed she felt sorry for her son. She looked at Cheng Jiaoniang who was getting off the car over there, with a hint of resentment in her eyes.
This woman must have done it to take advantage of her son.
"Go out for a meal." Zhou Lang said.
"Oh, Brother Six, you are so kind to your cousin. You haven't even taken me out for dinner." A pretty young lady standing behind Mrs. Zhou said coquettishly.
Hearing this, Zhou Lang's face tightened, and someone over there laughed first.
"These words are really cool. I hope my wife can also get such good things." The maid said.
The young lady was a little confused by the sudden remark, but when she saw that the person speaking was a maid, she became furious.
"You..." She raised her eyebrows and was about to shout, but Mrs. Zhou glared at her.
"Talk too much." Mrs. Zhou shouted, "You have a place to talk!"
The young lady suddenly became even more confused.
"Mom, this is my home, why don't I have a place to talk!" she shouted, "Besides, what did I say?"
Cheng Jiaoniang's master and servant over there seemed to turn a deaf ear and walked straight away.
Saturday Lang followed.
In a blink of an eye, only the mother and daughter of the Zhou family and the maid were left at the door.
"Mother!" Mrs. Zhou stamped her feet, feeling that she had lost face in front of others, and threw away her hands in anger.
Mrs. Zhou was also angry, but she couldn't help it.
"Come here," she said, "pick some smart girls for Mrs. Cheng. When you come out and go in, there will only be this one yellow-haired girl. What a mess!"
Saturday Lang caught up with Cheng Jiaoniang.
"That person threatened you, are you afraid?" he said.
Cheng Jiaoniang seemed to be deep in thought, but when she heard the words, she was interrupted and came back to her senses, and she looked even more stunned.
"What?" She looked back and asked.
"That passing fairy was originally yours, and the Dou family takes it as your own. Will you be willing to do so?" Zhou Lang looked at her and said.
Cheng Jiaoniang said oh.
"It's not mine, so why not be willing to accept it?" she asked.
Zhou Lang was stunned when he was asked.
"Pretend to be stupid!" He gritted his teeth angrily and said, "Do you really want to give me pointers because you see someone doing something bad?"
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.
"Of course it's true. What they did was really bad. They ruined the food. Only with some guidance and sharing can the world enjoy it," she said.
Saturday Lang looked at her and gritted his teeth.
"You're pretending to be stupid with me again!" He finally said, "Cheng Jiaoniang, can you talk to me properly?"
Cheng Jiaoniang glanced at him, turned around and walked without saying anything.
He didn't say anything, but that look was like a slap, making Liu Lang feel hot all over his face.
What a fool!
Cheng Jiaoniang suddenly stopped as she was walking.
"Wait a minute, did you just say that that person threatened me?" She turned around and asked.
Zhou Lang saw her gritting her teeth and saying nothing.
"Madam, the Liu school manager that person is talking about is the school manager Liu Zhang, who is in charge of the Secret Pavilion under Zhongshu Men." The maid said in a low voice.
Zhou Lang was a little surprised and looked at the maid directly for the first time.
This maid actually knows about the affairs of Zhongshu’s secret pavilion? Does she also know about Liu Zhang?
To be honest, even he sometimes couldn't figure out these various official titles, and a maid actually told him the names of his status and status in one breath.
Since when did the Cheng family have a girl like this?
Or is this specially given to this silly girl?
"No matter what." Cheng Jiaoniang obviously didn't understand, but she didn't ask again, but nodded and said, although her expression was blank, she seemed to be thinking, and then said "Oh."
"So, as expected." She nodded and said.
Saturday Lang gritted his teeth at the side.
This woman really deserves to be a fool, and she really looks like one when she pretends to be a fool!
It was as if she hadn't listened to Dou Qi's words at all at that time. Only when she thought about it carefully did she suddenly realize it!
Okay, since you are pretending to be stupid, then go ahead and pretend.
Since you don't care about yourself, there is no need for our Zhou family to stand up for you and seek justice.
Zhou Lang rolled up his sleeves and turned around, but behind him he heard Cheng Jiaoniang speak again.
"That's good," she said.
good?
Saturday Lang stared back.
"It turns out he threatened me first. At first, I couldn't bear it. Now, I feel relieved." Cheng Jiaoniang said, curling her lips towards the maid.
What a fool!
Saturday Lang turned around and strode away. (To be continued)
