Cheng Jiaoniang randomly picked three items from the snack box handed over by Brother Jin, and the maid hurriedly grabbed them and put them away carefully.
"Take these back." Cheng Jiaoniang sat upright and said.
Brother Jin was confused.
"Where do I take it back?" he asked.
"Whatever." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Where is it?
Guanzhu Sun, who had been watching with a smile, pulled the child.
"Whether it's a gift or you can eat it yourself, please thank me for your kindness," she said.
Brother Jin screamed in surprise.
"Isn't this very expensive?" he said.
Because he often walked back and forth between his home and the Taoist temple, he saw and heard a lot, so he knew that this snack was very rare.
This Xuanmiaoguan snack was novel and delicious. At first, a few wealthy families came to buy it for their own use, and then began to give it as gifts. Once it came back, it became known throughout the city and spread to the outside world.
It is said that Zhang Chun’s father, Mrs. Zhang, was the first to use it, but after this news came out, some people were not convinced.
"I sold this first." A salesman said very unjustly. "When I went to the streets, I didn't give it away for free at first. Everyone agreed, so they rushed to buy it."
This Xuanmiao Temple can offer up to three boxes of snacks a day, and two of the boxes are tributes. They can only be disposed of at will until the tribute is paid the next day. No matter how many people come to bring incense and how much money they pay for sesame oil, the number of snacks can never be determined.
, the quantity is small and the number of people seeking it becomes more and more valuable.
Those dim sum shops that wanted to come to discuss business were not allowed to enter, no matter how much money they promised, and they were not allowed to disturb the Qingxiu place.
It is just worshiped in front of the temple, how can it become a common thing in the world of mortals? This is what the owner of Xuanmiao Temple said.
Only such a wise person and a smart place can produce such good snacks. In addition to being delicious, they can also avoid evil and seek good luck, and have miraculous effects such as longevity. They are becoming more and more popular.
Just now, the boy from the Cheng family didn't even ask for Cheng Liu Niang's banner, so he could just take so much? Will it be returned to him?
"You go to the market and buy some pen, ink, paper and inkstones." The maid took out another piece of paper, on which she wrote down everything Cheng Jiaoniang wanted one by one in small regular letters.
Brother Jin sighed, carefully stretched out his hand to take it and folded it, still hesitant to look at the snacks.
"Take it, these things don't matter if they are here, Madam." Sun Guanzhu said with a smile.
There was no need to bring it up originally, but at that time she didn't know why she called Brother Jin, maybe because the boy told her the name of the Cheng family.
It's really ridiculous. Do the Cheng family think that they really live off their offerings?
Infinite Heavenly Lord, how could she, Sun Miaoxian, be one of those people who can't stand the austerity and vulgarity?
Brother Jin then kowtowed to Cheng Jiaoniang and thanked her.
"You have to make sure these are clear in the shop. You only need these and don't use others to fool me." The maid took Brother Jin and warned him.
Brother Jin nodded and ran away with the box in his arms.
"One shop is gone, run a few more." The maid chased after him and shouted.
Brother Jin opened the door and was startled to see four or five people standing in front of the door. They were all dressed in extraordinary manners.
These four or five people were also whispering something, and Brother Jin's sudden jump startled them.
"Who are you?" Brother Jin immediately asked cautiously, taking a step back and blocking the door with his body, looking at these people warily.
"Brother, does Madam Cheng live here?" Manager Cao said with a kind expression, "I am the steward of Madam Cheng's maternal grandfather's Zhou family in Jingcheng. My surname is Cao."
"I am from the Chen family in Beijing, and this is my name card." Chen Siye said hurriedly at the side without daring to neglect, and at the same time handed over a card, but did not say who he was in detail.
Brother Jin was a little at a loss.
"What do you want to do?" he asked, without any intention of opening the door.
"I have something to ask Madam Cheng," said Manager Cao.
Please? Which one, madam?
"Wait for me to ask." Brother Jin looked at them suspiciously again and said.
"You guys watch the door, don't let them break in."
From behind the door came the voice of the boy who didn't know who he was talking to.
This silly boy looks after the house very carefully, Manager Cao thought. He looked up at the door and saw the word "Taiping" on it.
The name is quite good, and this Taoist temple is somewhat interesting.
Fourth Master Chen was a little anxious and wished he could just barge in. If he had said that he would go directly to Cheng's house, no one would say anything to him if he barged in directly. He came here because of the female spectators and what he saw were those who had not left the pavilion.
Women are not allowed to break in.
"Someone wants to see my wife?"
Guanzhu Sun and the maid who were standing talking in the yard were surprised when they heard Brother Jin's words.
This is the first time that someone has come specifically to see the lady, and they have used the name "asking for a meeting".
"Who?" Sun Guanzhu asked hurriedly.
"One said it was the wife's maternal grandfather's family, and the other just said it was the Chen family. I don't know who they are." Jin Ge'er said, handing over the name card in his hand.
Grandfather’s family? Mrs. Zhou’s natal family!
Guanzhu Sun was overjoyed and stopped asking questions. He took the name card and entered the house.
The maid and Brother Jin hurriedly followed.
"Zhou family?" After hearing Guanzhu Sun's words, Cheng Jiaoniang put down her book and looked up.
"Yes, yes, madam, someone from your grandfather's family came to see you..." Guanzhu Sun said.
Before she finished speaking, Cheng Jiaoniang lowered her gaze again.
"I don't know." She said, closing the book, "I'm going to bed, and I won't see anyone."
Guanzhu Sun froze on the spot in astonishment.
You really don’t know me? Or you don’t want to know me?
Did the Zhou family... also offend this lady?
"Madam, there is another person who is not from the Zhou family." Brother Jin said.
Guanzhu Sun then realized that the name card in his hand did not belong to the Zhou family, so he hurriedly handed it over.
Chen's Mingxing in Quzhou.
"I don't know." Cheng Jiaoniang said without even looking.
Outside the door, Manager Cao and Mr. Chen were a little stunned.
Manager Cao was not only stunned but also a little confused.
"You are just accompanying me, don't show up. It's best to ask Mr. Chen's family to sign up directly, otherwise you won't even be able to see them." Qin Langjun said.
At that time, he was a little disapproving of what he said, but now it seems that this lady really doesn't give the Zhou family any face.
Don’t you know? That Banqin girl has said it. When she didn’t recognize anyone, she only recognized Mrs. Zhou. She was happy when she heard the surname Zhou. When she was stupid again, as soon as she said that Mrs. Zhou was here, she immediately
When I came to my senses, my parents didn't know how to shout. The first one to learn how to do it was my grandma.
I'm afraid it's not that I don't know him, but that I know him too well.
He smiled bitterly and looked at the maid in front of the door.
Where does all this resentment come from?
"Sister, please tell me if I'm sorry, Mr. Chen from Beijing is seeking medical treatment for his father," he said.
"Seeking medical treatment?" The maidservant was surprised. Did she hear it correctly? You came from the capital and came here to seek medical treatment?
Are you stupid?
Fourth Master Chen thought of something again and took out another envelope.
"This is my father's letter. If you read it, you will understand," he said.
When Manager Cao saw him taking out this, he thought of something and took out a thin notebook from his arms.
"And this, if you don't understand, maybe you will understand after reading it." He said.
How come there are so many people who don’t understand... Can the lady really understand?
The maid took it suspiciously and slammed the door.
Being shut out in front of others twice, this was the first time that Manager Cao and Mr. Chen had encountered this kind of treatment.
"It's a young girl's family. It's natural for us to come to the house for no reason like this. It's only right to go see her parents as soon as possible." Fourth Master Chen said in a low voice, with a bit of unconcealed complaint.
Manager Cao smiled bitterly. Naturally, he couldn't say that it might be because he signed up, so he was rejected.
"Fourth Master, my wife has been sick since she was a child and was raised outside. She just came back. The family didn't know that she would treat people. If you say it rashly, I'm afraid the Cheng family will think you are crazy and say stupid things.
It’s been a long time of tossing and turning, but that’s the delay.” He said seriously, “That would be even worse, just wait, you should be able to get in this time.”
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Thank you for your understanding. Actually, it’s not because of everyone urging me, but because I was impatient. This time it was really strange that I came up with such a writing structure, which boxed me in. I know it’s slow, but I still can’t change it, so
This is when I became anxious. I was anxious about myself. I tried my best to adjust. It was hard to write and hard to read. I also read the article and knew the pain and suffering. This time we can only suffer together. (PS
:The author does not charge for his words. I will add them after publishing, so that the original word count will not change~) (To be continued)
