Disastrous year!Before the whole family is wiped out, a little blessing falls from the sky!

"If you don't know anything, just ask!" Zheng Bingyi raised his foot and kicked him away, anxiously chasing people away. "You all get out. If you don't understand, don't come back!"

Several slaves hurried to the door and looked at each other, all frustrated.

They had worked hard to find out for so long, and not only were they not rewarded, but they were also beaten. They were really unlucky to have such a stingy and stingy master.

But despite the scolding, they had no choice but to go out and continue to investigate.

Zheng Bingyi in the room had no idea that the slaves were dissatisfied. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care. What he cares about has always been his boss and money. One can promote him and the other can become a path-opener.

When he first came to Shunde Mansion, he married his boss's daughter and was successfully promoted to a sixth-rank official. However, his father-in-law died of illness last year, so he naturally had no support. My wife is not close to any of her brothers from her mother's side. Apart from occasionally visiting her mother-in-law and bringing back some food, she has no other use.

Seeing his colleagues being promoted one by one, he was still spinning in circles, and his heart was really burning with anxiety. But trying to camp everywhere has no effect.

Especially half a year ago, the woman from the North also died. Not only was the supply of money cut off, but a useless son was also found, which made things even worse.

This time, his boss's old mother, who had always looked down upon him, had a birthday. He came here to pay homage, just to break a hole from his boss and continue on the Qingyun Road.

Unexpectedly, I met my former uncle and cheap son by accident!

Moreover, Chen Zhao seemed to have a relationship with the Xiushan County Magistrate, which was an unexpected surprise. You must know that the rank of Xiushan County Magistrate is not high, and he has not been promoted for so many years, but he has always been among the best in the imperial official examination, and there is vague help from noble people behind him.

If Chen Zhao helps with the introduction and he gets close to the Xiushan County Magistrate, he will definitely not have to worry about promotion in the future...

But he had calculated these things clearly, but there was one key figure that he couldn't avoid, and that was Chen Zhao!

The woman in the north has no parents, only her brother Chen Zhao depends on her. Over the years, Chen Zhao has made money by doing business, raising the woman and children, and even him...

Now that the woman is dead, Chen Zhao is afraid that he will resent him. How can he fool her?

Just when I was having a headache, there was a sudden noise downstairs, and the sound sounded familiar.

Zheng Bingyi remembered that his son was not around and ran away immediately.

Sure enough, in the crowd, the one whose sleeves were pulled off by the innkeeper was his precious son Zheng Yan.

"Brother Yan, what's going on?"

Zheng Bingyi pulled his son away and looked him up and down, fearing that his son would suffer a loss.

The little fat man hugged his father's arm and started crying, "Dad, I was just drinking tea and accidentally hit the tea bowl! This damn shopkeeper insists on paying me back!"

The innkeeper opposite was also very angry and immediately retorted, "This young master is so unreasonable! There are many people in this room, why don't I ask others to pay for it? You are not going too far!"

"You didn't like the tea bowls that were originally used to serve guests. You pointed at the set of white glazed thin tea bowls stored in my cabinet and asked me to take them out for you to use. I said at the time that this tea set is expensive and has always been It's on display for everyone to see. If you use it, you'll have to pay for it if there's any damage.

"You promised clearly, but you turned around and yelled that the tea was hot, and smashed one for me! I asked you to pay for the money, is that okay? You turned your back and refused to recognize anyone, how could you do this? The truth!"

The shopkeeper was also very angry. He spoke quickly and clearly like pouring beans through a bamboo tube. At the end, he asked the customers next to him for confirmation.

"Everyone is here. We just made a fuss about asking for tea sets, and everyone saw it. Now let's talk about it. Is it me who lied to you, or did this young master go too far?"

One of the tea drinkers was enthusiastic and fair, and said, "It's exactly what the shopkeeper said. Just now, the young master scolded and made a fuss about asking for this good tea set. We all heard it."

"Yes, the shopkeeper did say it was too expensive, and he also said he would have to compensate for the damage. The young master promised well, but to suddenly change his mind now is really too much." Another person also agreed. The other tea guests nodded one after another, all helping to testify.

In fact, the little fat boy looks like he is only eight or nine years old, so he is not considered a big kid. It is okay to be naughty and get into trouble, but if he gets into trouble, he just shirks it and evades responsibility, which is really unacceptable.

Seeing everyone like this, the little fat man felt guilty and started to make excuses, "The tea that was served was too hot. Don't blame me for breaking the tea bowl!"

The shopkeeper said nothing and looked very contemptuous.

The other tea guests also shook their heads. This child has been brought up to waste.

Zheng Bingyi's face seemed to be on fire and turned red.

He brought his son out this time because his boss also had a son at home, who was raised by the old lady who was passing her birthday. He thought that if his son played well with others, he would be closer to his boss.

Who would have thought that my son could not hold up the wall of mud!

"Stop talking, I'll pay you as much money as you want!" Zheng Bingyi gritted his teeth and admitted to wipe his son's butt!

The shopkeeper's face improved a lot and he responded, "I bought this tea set for eighteen taels. Now three years have passed and the masters who made the tea set have passed away. Logically speaking, the price should be higher, but you just have to pay the original price." , the rest...I admit it's bad luck!"

Zheng Bingyi took twenty taels of silver notes from his wallet, endured his heartache, and coldly threw it to the shopkeeper, "Here are twenty taels, no need to look for it!"

After that, he took his son and went upstairs!

The tea guests lost their excitement and started joking.

"This guy is pretty good. At least he knows how to give more."

"I just don't know how to educate my son. I'm afraid there will be many regrets in the future!"

"It's the son's fault if he doesn't teach his father!"

But the teahouse owner didn't appreciate it and muttered, "My tea set costs more than twenty taels of silver, and I haven't paid for the tea just now. I'm in trouble!"

"That's great, shopkeeper! Don't be stingy. If we didn't help just now, you won't get your money back!" A tea guest yelled with a smile, "Do you have to serve us snacks as a thank you gift? "

Others also joined in the fun and started making noise.

The shopkeeper waved his hand and finally smiled and asked the waiter to serve a plate of snacks to each table.

The dim sum is not a high-end product, but it is the fruit of victory, and the tea guests are all eating it happily.

In the corner, there was an ordinary tea guest, drinking tea and eating snacks, listening to the goings on upstairs from time to time, and looking a little out of place.

Upstairs, Zheng Bingyi was slapping his son hard.

Originally, the family was cut off from the money support from the north, and became increasingly stretched. This time when he came to celebrate his birthday, he even sold a few of his favorite ink cubes to get enough money to buy birthday gifts.

Unexpectedly, his son was so unlucky and unable to help, but instead caused him to lose another twenty taels.

"I'll beat you to death for being unfilial!" The more Zheng Bingyi thought about it, the harder he slapped him.

The little fat man was not pretending to cry this time. He had tears and runny nose and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Mom, help! I want to go back to find my mother!" (End of Chapter)