Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator Chapter 77: : Do not believe
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The leading battalion has a pair of eyes rolling slowly. Although the Shengjing City is large, there are many people. As long as there is a rumor in the heart, the speed of rumors is the same as the wind.
Jing'anbo Mansion is also a noble family. When ordinary people are okay, they like to inquire about these funny things in the high door and Yin Yin as a chat after dinner.
In the last few days, the third grandmother of Jing'anbo was sealed by the imperial decree as Jinyi Xiangjun and he did not avoid people. Chu Yu stayed in Jing'anbo's house and heard nothing outside the window. It was spread all over.
Although many imperial royal relatives were sealed in this dynasty, in recent decades, the third grandmother of Jing'anbo was the first foreign woman to receive the title of the Holy Ghost. How can it not be surprising.
Even many dignitaries and Aristocratic Family mothers and mothers are waiting for the opportunity to meet the newly-formed Jinyi Township King!
Only because of the nickname of Jun of Wupin Township, Chu Yu was passively pushed to the top of the rumor in Shengjing City, and became famous.
The gangsters weren't stupid either. The leading gangsters immediately reflected Chu's identity. He stared at the king's shopkeeper fiercely, anxious to dismantle his bones.
His mother, he is still the son of Jing'anbo's house. He doesn't even know his own master, so you deserve it!
Leading gangsters have become more respectful, even a little more flattering, "Noble man, this kind of wicked servant, let the younger take care of you, so as not to obstruct your eyes here."
Chu Yan frowned slightly. She really didn't like the leader's attitude changed like turning a book, and said lightly: "I'm not bothering you anymore. I will send someone back to the house for a while. Please ask the housekeeper to handle it. "
The Wang Treasurer's family will not grow up anymore, and that is also the old bride's dowry slave, how can she rely on her identity to just hand over to a few servants for disposal.
Leader Yu Yi has a stubborn face, but can only shut up.
As soon as Chu Yi said this, the three of the Wang family seemed to be frightened, and kneeled down in front of Chu Yi for mercy.
Chu Yi abandons the family and annoys him, so that the following family members will shut up their mouths and tie them back to the house and hand them over to the housekeeper.
Wen Qing politely sent away some of the soldiers.
This Guilin's lobby is finally vacant, leaving only the people brought by Chu Kun.
Slow footsteps came from the backyard at this time, and Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly. I didn't expect that there were people in Lin Curie.
I saw the door curtain move slightly, and came out an old man with gray hair and a dungaree.
The old man raised his head and looked at Chu Yan's eyes. He gave a slight glance, and then he smiled kindly.
"The old servant dares to ask if you are the owner of the owner?"
Wan Qingwen looked at each other with blue face, with doubts on his face.
Qing Qing took a step forward and helped the old man to Chu Yan. "Old man, this is the third grandmother in the house. The old lady already gave this restaurant to the third grandma to take care of."
The old man's eyes flashed light instantly, and a wrinkled face was more like a dried orange peel.
"Finally, Guilinju has been saved and saved!" The old man laughed with tears and shed tears in his sleeves.
Chu Xi is strange, "Who is the old man?"
The old man calmed down his emotions and said, "I also asked the grandmother to forgive me. It was the old servant who didn't consider it carefully. The old servant is the accountant who belongs to Lin Ju ..."
The old man is also named Wang, but he is not the same as the housekeeper of Wang, and is also a servant of Jing'anbo.
Twenty years ago, he was sent to Guilinju to work as an accountant. He worked hard all his life. He should have returned to Jing'anbo at this age, but the business of Guilinju fell into the hands of the Wang family. Reluctant to stay.
The king's account room was the wounded soldier saved by the old man. Because he was old, he was wounded and he did not marry a wife. He has no relatives in Jing'anbo. Where can he compete with the Wang family? Guilin Curie resigned himself.
"Grandma, you and so on." Wang Tingfang went to the backyard with a cane after speaking, and came back with a wooden box shortly after. Holding the wooden box in front of Chu Yan, "Grandma, this is the account book kept privately by the old servant. Please also look at Grandma."
Wang Wang ’s shopkeeper did n’t use the king's account room to manage the account room, and the account book he handed in was forged by himself. Although there was no way for the king account room, he had to write another one in private and waited for this. Day to the master.
Chu Yi didn't expect this old man to be able to do this. Although he knew that these books were useless at all, he took it solemnly. A fruit obtained through hard work, whether big or small, was sweet. Still sour, it should be given due attention and respect.
"It's really an old man with a labor account room." Chu Xi thanked him sincerely.
The eyes of Wang Tiefang's laughter narrowed into a gap. "Where the grandmother said, this is a matter of old slaves."
Next, led by the king's account room, turned around Guilin Curie.
There is also a woman in her forties who does rough work in the backyard of Guilin. Thanks to her taking care of the king's house, the king's house can live peacefully under the exploitation of the Wang family.
Chu Xi stood in the backyard of Guilinju and looked at the pattern. Although Guilin's exterior is inconspicuous, it is far less than those magnificent restaurants on Suzaku Street in Shengjing City, but it has its own characteristics.
The layout of Guilinju is like a gourd. The door is small, but the place to enter is large, and the backyard has two entrances. Although there is no second floor, it can be remedied by this large backyard.
There are private houses on both sides. Listening to the king's account, after the western city moved out, the yard of Anlefang was worthless, and there was a house next to it that was empty.
The king's account led Chu to enter the courtyard, only to hear from the shopkeeper: "Originally this courtyard was reserved for guests as a box room, but after the business plummeted, it was taken over by the Wang family."
Chu Xi went into the courtyard and saw that the courtyard was exquisitely structured. A corner of the courtyard was planted with a few bamboos of Xiang Fei, next to a small rockery, with a stone table and a stone bench beside the rockery. On the other side is a small cluster of plantains. The promenade leading to the house is full of wisteria. The best thing is that the house next to the plantain actually has a small piano room. Although the piano stand and the incense burner are gone, they are stacked. Miscellaneous things, but Chu can still imagine what this was like for Lin Ju more than ten years ago.
Guilinju, who has been doing business at a loss for many years, is completely unexpected.
Chu Xi talked with the old accountant for a little while, so he left with a book full of wooden boxes.
The king's account room and the rough lady's wife sent people all the way to the alley. The whitish king's account room was relieved when they watched the carriage merge into the lively street, but there was little hope in the muddy old eyes.
He turned back, walking on crutches, step by step towards Guilinju, and the rude woman who supported him heard only a sigh of insignificance.
The mother-in-law is puzzled, "Mr. Wang, the grandmother sent a grandma to rectify the restaurant. Why are you not happy at all?"
The old account room stopped, looked up and looked around, grinning bitterly, "So gross, how can it be like before!"
In fact, the old accountant did n’t believe that Guilin could restore the prosperity of the past. He is also an old man. After living for so many years, he has been an accountant in Guilinjuli for two or three decades. Experienced the prosperity and decline of Guilinju. Changes in the world, it is not unreasonable for Guilin to develop to this day.
Looking at the whole Shengjing city, the famous teahouse restaurant Jinyinpu, which is not in a place where people are concentrated, there is an old saying: Jiuxiang is afraid of the alleys. Not to mention a restaurant based on the flow of people.
The lady around me doesn't understand the meaning of the old account room. She has short-sightedness. In her opinion, Main House has silver, then everything can be done, and there are things that silver cannot do!
"Mr. old, I want to be worse. You see, the grandmother sent the Wang family as soon as she came here, but it made people happy!" Obviously, this rough mother-in-law did not usually do it. Less tortured by the royal family.
"Where do you understand this in the old Li family, and look at it! Hey ..." The old account room no longer talked to the wife and walked slowly towards the plaque of returning to the forest.
To tell the truth, this three grandma is just a young girl who has just passed away. Even if she is a spoiled child at home, with the talents of the Aristocratic Family family Young Lady, she wants to revitalize a restaurant. She is still an old man in the lane. Restaurant, where is so easy.
It's easy to be a fan, but it doesn't mean that it is easy to revitalize the restaurant!
Chu Xi on the carriage did not know that the old accountant had no confidence in her at all. She opened the curtain from time to time to look at the outside scene!
It's so easy to come out alone, wouldn't it be a pity to just go back?
Wan Qingwen Lan, who was also in the carriage, also saw Chu Yan's interest and smiled at each other.
Ask Qingdao, "Mr. Grandma, why don't you let the slaves talk to you?"
Chu Xi stared surprisedly and asked, "You are familiar with these places?"
Wan Lan chuckled and smiled. She was more introverted and asked less than Wen Qing. She didn't like to speak. If she was with Wen Qing, she would talk to Wen Qing.
"Grandma, slave and Wenqing all grew up in the streets of Shengjing City. Although they lived with Zhuangzi in Zhuangzi in the past two years, they often came to Shengjing City to buy. For this Shengjing City But as many treasures as possible. "
Chu Yan blinked, her eyes were full of surprises, ah! This is a ready-made live map!
"Tell me about it then."
Although Chu Yi, who was a child in Shengjing City, was an niece in Xungui's house after all, she rarely went out. How can I ask the familiar streets and lanes of this mixed city.
Wen Qing smiled and said to Chu Yi in the slight carriage shaking.
"Grandma, we will be out of Changpingfang immediately. Look, after this side street, there is Pingkangfang ..."
The origin of Pingkangfang is not small, because it is adjacent to Dongshi on the left, Xuanyangfang on the south, and Chunming Avenue on the north. Generally, it is where the residence of the Middle and Middle Ministers is located. Choose someone to stay long.
For example, the residence of Lord Yang was in this Pingkang Square.
Chu Min looked at the outside with curiosity and suddenly a figure broke into her sight.