Just now I told Baozhu that my annual salary was 50,000 to 60,000 yuan, but as soon as I raised my hand, I lost eight months’ salary to Zhang’s mother.
Without blinking an eye.
Is this called having no money? Is this called being poor?
There is no way, Jia Liu is like this, he can't lose Lao Man's face no matter where he goes.
Of course, it is also for the sake of posthumous name.
If word spreads that Emperor Jia owes someone money for a massage and refuses to pay him, how will future generations think of him?
Being a human being requires face, but being a ghost is shameless?
One hundred taels is enough to clear the previous account.
Even if prices rise several times, it will still be enough to repay the meat debt owed that year.
One good thing about places like Hutongs is that they don't care about human relations, only about money.
There is less hypocrisy between people.
This can be seen from Zhang's mother's performance. She smiled so hard that her teeth split open, and a lot of the thick powder on her face fell off.
When the tea came, Jia Liumi took a sip.
It is indeed a good tea for entertaining distinguished guests. It does not cut corners and treats him like a VIP.
"Liuzi. Liuye, you are a rare visitor. I asked you what the name of the magpie is in the early morning. It turns out that there is indeed an important guest in our building today."
Zhang's mother praised Jia Liu very much, and she was so arrogant that she had nothing but good things to say.
How can someone in this line of work have no vision?
The six sons are all accompanied by servants, so their net worth must be several thousand taels higher.
The building has been having a hard time recently. Immediately after the death of the Empress Dowager, the government informed them to close down. Although they secretly receive customers, the business is definitely not as good as before. After all, their Yuchun Building is not high-end in the alley, and rich people and officials don't often come to them.
This place.
Therefore, the daily turnover is simply incomparable to what it used to be, and it is enough to cover water, electricity, rent, and labor expenses.
No, two of my good sisters went back to their hometowns directly, saying they would come back to take care of the girls after the Chinese New Year.
Now her mother, Zhang, is the only one supporting the building.
It's rare for a rich man to come here, and he's still a regular customer from the past. Even if Zhang's mother is sitting on the floor sucking dirt, she still has to coax her son to play well and tell him to play well. If she can earn a few hundred taels more, her life will be much better.
"Why a magpie and not a crow?"
Jia Liu squeezed Zhang's mother's strong buttocks hard, which was his usual style.
In his previous life, when he sang with his boss, not to mention the princess who sang with him, even the cleaning lady who passed by had to be pinched by him.
Mother Zhang was also a golden flower in Hanjia Hutong twenty years ago.
Now she is older, but she is still a mature woman, and her charm is still there.
Jia Liu will not suffer.
"Master Liu is joking, this is not the Forbidden City, where did the crows come from?"
Zhang Ma was smiling all over her face and wanted to give Jia Liu a pot of cigarettes.
Anyone who lives in Beijing knows that crows like to go to the Forbidden City.
Some people say that the crow is the national bird of the Qing Dynasty.
"No need to light it, I don't smoke."
Jia Liu refused and asked Zhang's mother with a smile: "Your family dares to secretly receive guests during the national mourning period. You are really not afraid of the Yamen arresting people and sealing the door."
Upon hearing this, Zhang's mother thought that Jia Liu was afraid that the government would investigate, so she quickly gave him reassurance, saying that Shuntian Mansion and the patrol camp had taken care of it, and no one would come to trouble him.
Jia Liu said "Yeah" and nodded slightly. The rules of operation in this business are the same in every dynasty and every generation.
I was thinking that I was here to investigate and collect evidence, and if I didn't want to waste time, I would ask Zhang's mother to call her sister over and let him pick one. Then when he brought it back to the house, he would have to take off his clothes and prepare the scene so that his identity could be revealed and he could handle the case.
He is serious about enforcing the law.
There is no evidence and we will never falsely accuse someone.
Unexpectedly, Zhang's mother saw that Jia Liu was a good-looking person and not very young. She didn't expect to be in a big city. In order to make more money, she actually started to sell them with a smile: "There are some young people who have just arrived in the building. They are very young. The six brothers want to
Don’t you want to give me a big red envelope?”
This is jargon, which is to draw the lottery for the Qing Dynasty people.
Jia Liu's heart moved: "What's the price?"
"Unexperienced, fresh, and fresh. Mr. Liu really thinks that this number will be enough for so many years of friendship."
Mother Zhang gave three thumbs up.
Not thirty taels, but three hundred taels.
Converted into RMB, I'm afraid it's 20,000 to 300,000 yuan.
Jia Liu almost blurted out and scolded Zhang's mother for treating him like a pig. There were hundreds and thousands of taels in the lottery, but they were the best cultivated by various houses. People of all ages invested money in the girl.
Selling expensive.
How can a newcomer who has just entered the building ask a guest for three hundred taels?
Noticing the change in Jia Liu's expression, Zhang's mother was afraid that the business would be ruined, so she quickly said: "Business is not easy to do now, this price is the going price, I am not deliberately trying to kill Master Liu."
"Okay, I didn't say that much, just bring him here and let me have a look."
Jia Liu suspected that the new arrivals mentioned by Zhang's mother might be the female dolls that Monk Wang sold in the alley. In order to collect evidence, he wanted to bring them to have a look, in case they were really rescued.
Mother Zhang was overjoyed when she saw this. She winked to the waiter and told him to bring him over, not forgetting to tell him to tidy up and make him look nice.
Jia Liu picked up his tea bowl and waited. Unexpectedly, a voice filled with surprise and resentment came from his ears: "Liu Zi!"
The sound of "Liu Zi" made Jia Liu tremble involuntarily, as if a girl suddenly drifted in after being trapped on a deserted island for several years.
Subconsciously he looked towards the source of the sound, only to see a woman standing in the middle of the stairs looking at him dreamily.
If it’s not Da Yu’er, then who is it?
"Sister Yu'er!"
Jia Liu stood up absentmindedly, also watching intently.
There was music playing at this time.
"When the mountains have no edges and corners,
When the river stops flowing.
When time stops day and night,
All things in heaven and earth turned into nothingness.”
The crazy man and the resentful woman look at each other from a distance. They seem to be galloping on the grassland, dancing in the sky, splashing in the water in the pool, rolling around on the big bed. You bite me and I stab you.
one time.
Endless affection and endless memories paint the most beautiful picture in the world.
receive!
After a burst of excitement, the music disappears.
The framed image is played again.
"Liuzi, are you here to find me?"
Looking at the familiar face and those shining eyes, Jia Liu's first teacher slowly walked towards him.
There is deep affection, resentment, longing, joy and yearning in the eyes
"Sister Yu'er, I miss you so much."
Jia Liu almost made a mistake, and then, under the guidance of Da Yuer's delicate hands, and in her bright eyes, he floated upstairs like a lost soul and entered Sister Yu'er's studio.
"What is this beautiful girl doing?"
A rare high-roller was taken away by Dayu'er, and Zhang's mother was furious. You, Dayu'er, slept to death and only received a few taels. Can it be compared with the three hundred taels in a lottery?
The voices of the six brothers came from upstairs: "Mother Zhang, Sister Yu'er and I are reunited after a long separation. Please don't disturb me."
Following the sound, a bank note floated down from the stairs.
"Hey!"
Zhang's mother changed her body and used the two-finger divine Zen Kungfu to collect the banknote in her hand with a "swish".
When I looked at the lantern hanging on the beam, I saw that there were five hundred and two pieces, and the sun was shining like a peach blossom in full bloom.
However, just as she was about to put the banknotes into her pocket, a pair of handcuffs and a rope loop were wrapped around her hands.
"Yuchunlou is operating illegally during the national mourning period. The evidence is conclusive. Come with me to the Infantry Commander's Yamen!"
Baozhu raised his right hand, and the rope loop immediately tightened, tying Zhang's mother's hands tightly.