The carriage drove slowly out of Zhou's house, and this time the driver was no longer Liulang.
"Do you know the way?" the maid asked, lifting the curtain.
The driver nodded nervously.
"It's closer to go through Datong Street." The maid said, and then she looked at the coachman with a look as if she knew the road well, "Your Mukuro always takes a long detour."
After saying that, he lowered the curtain and went in.
The driver grinned quietly.
From here to the Yudai Bridge, you have to go through Datong Street, and then go through Baochao Lane to get the nearest one. There are few cars and horses.
This countryman from Jiangzhou actually knows this?
It's only been a few days, and he's become more familiar with the capital than he, a native of the capital.
No wonder this aunt's daughter is said to have met a god, and the girl next to her is also so powerful.
The driver raised his whip and urged the horse to move steadily.
The maid in the car looked slightly worried and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.
"Madam, are we going back to Zhou's house?" she asked.
"Of course." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "They haven't kicked me out yet."
The maid couldn't help but laugh, and quickly stopped it.
"Madam, I'm going to see if Mr. Zhang has come to Beijing in the next few days?" she said as she thought of something.
Cheng Jiaoniang glanced at her.
"No, I haven't reached the point where there is no way out yet," she said.
The maid giggled.
"Madam, I don't mean to look down on you. Madam is the most powerful." She smiled.
"I know." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "I just don't like to place my hopes on others."
Having said this, she looked at the maid and curled her lips.
"What's more, everything is just as I wanted it to be now," she said.
The maid nodded and said yes.
The arrival of Cheng Jiaoniang made the Yudaiqiao house lively.
"Sister, you haven't been here for several days." Xu Bangchui shouted.
Cheng Jiaoniang and the men who came out bowed to each other, and then walked through the door.
Xu Bangchui went to lead the horse in person, but saw the coachman stunned and stunned.
"What are you looking at!" He glared, grabbed the whip, hurried his horse and entered the door.
The coachman came to his senses and hurriedly followed him.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Xu Bangchui turned around and shouted.
The driver stopped in fear.
"I, I, I..." He stammered and didn't know what to say.
"Going, going, there are really no rules, can you come in here?" Xu Bangchui said, raising his chin, looking at the coachman, shaking his head, "You are really not as good as the previous coachman, who understands the rules and never does it.
Come in, find a corner and wait, and learn from others."
After that, he led the horse in, leaving the coachman dazed outside the door.
That coachman from before? When Mrs. Cheng went out, the Sixth Young Master personally escorted her off.
The Sixth Young Master is actually being treated as a coachman by these people? He has never entered the door before?
Also, who are these men? They are like the masters here.
The other people in the room left and prepared to cook and entertain their sister, leaving only Fan Jianglin, Xu Maoxiu and Xu Bangchui to accompany them.
Cheng Jiaoniang put down her teacup.
"So, the price has been lowered to 8,000 yuan?" she asked.
Xu Maoxiu nodded.
"This guy's asking price is too harsh." Fan Jianglin said, "It took me several days to get it down to this."
He said and clicked his tongue.
"Eight thousand guan." He said, "I have never seen so much money in my life..."
"That's right, that guy acted like we were getting an advantage, saying how rich his restaurant was, how good the location was, and how much he earned." Xu Bangchui said, clicking his tongue, "He also said that it would be enough in one year.
If you get back to your original state, you can earn more money faster than being the prime minister."
He said, look here at Xu Maoxiu.
"Third brother, wouldn't it be better for the prime minister to open a restaurant and earn more?" he asked.
Before Xu Maoxiu said anything, the maidservant who was kneeling behind Cheng Jiaoniang pursed her lips and smiled.
"Mr. Pingzhang's monthly salary is about three hundred guan, so it will take two years to save enough to buy the restaurant," she said.
Everyone was stunned.
"You earn so little as a prime minister? It's really pitiful." Xu Bangchui nodded and said.
Naturally, being a prime minister is not just for the salary.
The maid smiled and said nothing.
Fan Jianglin and Xu Maoxiu also ignored him and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.
"The price is indeed not cheap. If there is no rush, we will slowly grind it out with him," Xu Maoxiu said.
Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head.
"No, it's just money, it's nothing," she said.
Eight thousand strings?
Just?
Nothing?
Everyone in the room looked at her, even the maid was slightly surprised.
"Sister, you are richer than the prime minister." Xu Bangchui chuckled.
"No." Cheng Jiaoniang stood up and said, "Life is the most valuable thing."
life?
The three of them looked at her, and the maid suddenly understood.
"Oh, madam, I understand." She said, slightly losing her composure.
It turns out that my lady, you did all this for this!
Liu Lang picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.
Qin Langjun reached out and hit him with a cane, and the drink spilled all over Liu Langjun.
"What are you doing? Do you want to share the same cup again?" Zhou Lang shouted with eyes wide open.
Qin Langjun was amused by his words.
"You tell me, why don't you listen to me? If you have to provoke her, why are you provoking her?" He laughed, "You can't beat her, you can't scold her, you're clearly asking for humiliation."
"She is the one who provoked us!" Zhou Lang shouted, "Where did such a big hatred come from? Is it over yet?"
"Maybe they are just telling the truth. Why are you so anxious?" Qin Langjun said.
Saturday Lang sighed.
"If a person who is not destined to die is not cured, the Chen family will brag a few words for her, and she really thinks she is a god?" He sneered, "She made such a fuss out of anger, what good will it do to herself? A woman's family
, what will happen in the future for such frivolous people?"
Qin Langjun was picking up the tea bowl and smiled when he heard this.
"It's good to have you as my brother to protect her." He smiled.
"Qin Shisan!" Zhou Lang shouted angrily with a bit of embarrassment.
Qin Langjun smiled and raised the tea bowl.
"I'm not joking, I'm not joking." He said, concentrating for a moment, "Actually, I think it doesn't matter. Is it true or false anger or confidence? Just ask, won't you know?"
Saturday Lang had a sullen face and said nothing.
"You know who I'm talking about, don't pretend to be stupid with me." Qin Langjun said, drinking the tea in one gulp.
"Come here." Zhou Lang shouted.
The girl outside the door hurriedly opened the door and came in.
"Go and call Banqin." Zhou Lang said.
The girl was stunned for a moment.
"Langjun, which one is Banqin?" she asked after hesitation.
Zhou Lang clenched the wine bowl loudly.
"This woman, I think, she does everything on purpose!" He gritted his teeth and said.
It seems that she can remind others of her existence anytime and anywhere, and it's not a pleasant existence.
His eyes fell on the tables, and opposite him Qin Langjun was pouring tea.
Sensing Liu Lang's gaze, Qin Langjun immediately smiled.
"This tea doesn't taste good, I'd rather have a bar." He raised his eyebrows and said.
Saturday Lang glared at him with a straight face.
"It's Banqin who calls you Liulang." Qin Langjun laughed, turned to the girl who was still waiting by the door and smiled.
The girl understood, responded and hurriedly turned around and went out. (To be continued)
