The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 756 Qiao Mai asked you to intercede?

"Eh? Not good?" Yang Ye hesitated.

Yang Wenxiao has to test the poison when he eats, so he is worried about the food outside.

"It's not that particular, just talk about a place." Yang Wenxiao came out today to experience life, and this meal must be eaten outside.

"Then let's go to Jiweiju. They have recently implemented a VIP system, which is quite new." Yang Ye said.

"Guest?" Interest appeared on Yang Wenxiao's face.

"The shopkeeper He from Jiweiju asked Qiao Maimai to buy some sweet potatoes..." Yang Ye Balabala told the details, including the fact that dried sweet potatoes were despised in the capital.

Yang Wenxiao was quite happy at first.

Those nobles scrambled to spend in Jiweiju, and spent a certain amount of money to get a bowl of top-quality white jade flowers, but he could eat whatever he wanted in the palace.

It feels good.

The trick of Jiweiju is well done, it completely highlights the dignity of the royal family!

Those so-called aristocratic families think that his Yang family is a mud leg, hehe, but now that his Yang family eats whatever they want, those people are grabbing it like dogs grabbing food.

However, when he heard Yang Ye say that those so-called nobles disliked the sweet potatoes being unclean, his face sank slightly.

His Yang family ate very cheerful food, but in the eyes of those people, he felt that his noble spirit had been tarnished, heh, what a big face!
Nobility?
Counting back ten generations, they are all mud legs!
A fishy smell of soil, a noble air of fart!
"Uh, Fan Jia's grandma is quite rigid. She found out about Qiao Maimai's mother and strictly ordered Fan Jia not to buy food from Qiaomai." Yang Ye said again.

When Yang Wenxiao heard this, an old lady's face appeared in his mind, and he sneered, "Her?"

"Yes."

Yang Wenxiao snorted softly, and said, "Check it out secretly, and see who are the people who think the sweet potatoes are not clean. Then tell Jiweiju, from now on, these people will be turned away and not allowed to enter the door again."

"Is this not good?" Yang Ye hesitated.

Jiweiju is not the property of the royal family, it is the property of Prime Minister Zuo, which is tantamount to letting Prime Minister Zuo offend all those people.

"What are you afraid of? Tell those people the reason clearly. Jiweiju is playing Qiao Mai's brand. Those people dislike dried sweet potatoes. This is an open confrontation with Jiweiju. Since they are all against Jiweiju, are you afraid of tearing your face? ?”

Why does Qiao Mai have such a big reputation?

On the one hand, the things made by her are really good, and on the other hand, she cooked for him.

After all, Qiao Mai was playing his signature.

This group of so-called nobles despise Qiao Maimai for being unclean, which even belittles him.

After suffering for 30 years, it is time to act.

He is too useless if he has to be angry even when he eats a little food.

Yang Ye also quickly figured this out. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes and said cautiously, "Grandpa Huang, we've talked about Qiao Maimai. My grandson wants to ask for your opinion on something."

"Say."

"It's just that Qiao Maimai's mother has come back..." He roughly talked about Sun's running over to insult him, Zhuang Luhe's suicide, and Qiao Maimai's Tong Sanlang's door-calling, and finally said, "This matter, according to " Da Qi Law" to judge, if Tong Sanlang can't escape, he will be punished."

"But logically speaking, the one who should be punished should be Mrs. Sun."

"Grandfather, tell me, where is the boundary between this reason and the law?"

When Yang Wenxiao heard this, he asked instead, "Qiao Xiaomai wants you to intercede?"

(End of this chapter)