After the house was confiscated, I relied on billions of dollars in supplies to become a group favor

When she thought that Mrs. Mutai was old and frail, she could still curry favor with the nobles in the county. Aunt Cui almost gritted her teeth in jealousy, stamped her feet angrily, and cursed Mrs. Tai sourly in her heart. Being so shameless at such a young age has simply ruined the family tradition of their Mu family and ruined the face of their ancestors!

Mrs. Mutai and the old man were chatting very seriously, and they did not notice at all not far from them a figure who was cursing and leaving in contempt.

The old man came here just to tell the Mu family the good news that he had found a suitable house. He felt relieved to leave this matter to the boy from the Jia family. After all, the Jia family was the most powerful in Yue City. A large merchant with numerous shops and houses, it shouldn't be difficult to choose a suitable house among them.

Sure enough, within a few days, Jia Yue had selected a house quite close to the Mu family's request, and informed the old man of the news. Then he hurriedly came to tell the Mu family the good news. .

Hearing what the old man said, Mrs. Mutai showed a look of joy. She subconsciously took a step forward and asked, "Where is the house now and what is the price? Thank you for your hard work, old man. I didn't expect to pick it out so quickly."

The old man raised his hand, caressed the long white beard on his chin, and said: "Yes, that is the house under the Jia family's own name. You can negotiate the price yourself. Considering the old man's friendship, , That guy from the Jia family can’t make much money from you, but he said that the house won’t be transferred until after the new year, so you can go over there and take a look first.”

Mrs. Mutai happily walked into the shop and said, "I will tell Xiaohe about this first. She will definitely be very happy."

The two of them walked into the shop together. It was already evening, and all the passers-by had gone home to have dinner. The shop was sparse, and there were not many customers left.

The last customer was dressed as a woman. She was shouting and wanted to buy two bags of rice noodles. She was a particularly picky person and asked the store owner to open the bags of rice noodles and pour out some rice for her to see.

"I happen to be short of rice at home, so I came to buy some." The peasant woman put on a simple and honest smile, fished out some finely chopped brown rice from the small plate, and rubbed it a few times with her fingertips. , grinned loudly, and praised: "Sister, your rice is quite good... better than what I have seen in other stores in the city. Come on, come on... I will take it directly. I bought it and I have to go home quickly!"

Ruan He accepted a large bunch of copper plates handed over by the peasant woman and counted them casually. Then he raised the corners of his lips, with a sincere smile on his beautiful face, and said to his last guest of the day: "As long as you like it, welcome. Come again."

Mrs. Mutai sat on a stool nearby and watched Ruan He and his wife send the last guest away. Then she stepped forward, her old face wrinkled with laughter, and she greeted cheerfully: "Little He! A great thing is coming! The old man said that he has found a house for us to live in in the city. We can go over and have a look now, but the transfer will not be possible until after the year!"

Such a particularly surprising news came down like thunder. Ruan He raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked at Mu Yunxiao on the side in a tacit understanding. Both of them showed happy expressions and asked in reply: "Already Have you found it? So quickly?"

The old man also walked in. After listening to Ruan He's surprised words, the corners of his mouth twitched, his gray beard twitched, and he smiled. He responded with a little triumphantly: "Yes, old man, I will take action." , that must be reliable.”

The old man's voice suddenly changed. He didn't want to take away the credit from others. He smiled heartily and said, "Actually, I asked Jia Yue, the boy from the Jia family, to help me. I saw that he was very happy. It's a business anyway. Just don’t let the wealth flow to outsiders.”

Hearing Jia Yue's name from others again, Ruan He was slightly startled. He remembered the man he met at the City Lord's Mansion a few days ago and had a vague impression. He said silently: "Okay, thank you, old man. It's also troublesome." The old man thanked Mr. Jia for us." After hearing Mr. Jia's name, Mu Yunxiao's expression changed slightly, and he almost lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jia Yue only had a relationship with them once, but for the sake of the old man, he was really enthusiastic about helping them like this.

Realizing that he was having inexplicable emotions, Mu Yunxiao clenched his hands slightly, raised his dark eyes, and looked up at Ruan He. When he saw her expression was flat and she looked back blankly, she calmly spoke in a calm voice. The ground agreed: "It's really lustful, so I'd like to say thank you."

The old man helped their family because he had many connections and he was a warm-hearted person. But if Jia Yue tried his best to find a house for their family, it was just for the sake of the old man, so he would naturally thank him.

The old man laughed, waved his hands quickly, and greeted me cheerfully and generously: "You don't have to be polite to me. As for that boy from the Jia family, you can see him later, so go and thank him yourself."

Mu Yunchao was walking out of the room. He was holding a cup of tea in his hand and was drinking it. He wiped his mouth and said in a loud voice: "That's good. Let's thank them properly later."

Mrs. Mutai happened to see her grandson's rough and casual tea-drinking posture. She frowned helplessly and scolded with a smile: "Chao'er, look at you, you can't even drink tea properly. How can anyone drink tea like this? of?"

After his grandmother said this, Mu Yunchao wiped away the tea that dripped to his mouth, then relaxed his movements a little, drank a few more sips of tea, then put the tea cup in his hand next to the table, and looked at it. Responding to her grandmother's laughter and scolding, she muttered rather aggrievedly: "Grandma, I'm so thirsty. I stood outside all day long and talked all day long..."

The old man laughed a few times, patted Mu Yunchao's shoulder familiarly and affectionately, as if he were treating his own grandson, and said favorably: "Yunchao has been working all day, so it's normal to be tired. "

He only has the only son of the city lord, but all his grandchildren have gone to the capital to pursue their careers, and they regard Mu Yunchao, a sweet-talking and filial boy, as his own grandson.

"It's just the old lady who is protecting you."

Mrs. Mutai just said a joke casually and didn't pay too much attention to it. When her grandson retorted, she glanced over helplessly, smiled kindly, and then mentioned the idea of ​​going to see the house again. Things come up.

"It just so happens that it's closing time. Xiao'er, Chao'er, Xiaohe, please close the shop. Let's go over and take a look at the house together." (End of Chapter)