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

Chapter 860 You Pay For The Banquet Money

Tong Sanlang didn't even blink his eyes, seeing that Mrs. Zhang didn't answer, he held it in his hand and greeted everyone to eat, "The food is here, everyone, let's eat, don't be restrained, it's rare to come to Jiweiju, everyone have a good time .”

Zhang Xiaoman was also sitting at the table at this time, and he laughed when he heard the words, "It's really rare to come to Jiweiju, Sanlang, you are a juren now, when will you bring your uncle and me to have a few meals?"

Tong Sanlang won the election, but the Tong family did not hold a banquet, and there was no celebration at all.

This made the relatives who wanted to beat Tong's family very anxious.

Especially the Zhang family. The Zhang family is a respectable relative of Tong Sanlang. As a result, Tong Sanlang didn't celebrate, and his Zhang family didn't get any benefits.

It's fine if you don't catch it, but Tong Sanlang directly refuted Zhang's words at the banquet set up by Zhang's family.

This is not just slapping Zhang's face, it even slaps his Zhang family's face.

When Zhang Xiaoman said this, there was dissatisfaction in his tone.

Upon hearing this, Tong Sanlang smiled softly, "Okay."

"Then I think it's better to hit the sun than to choose a date. Let's just say today. Today's banquet should be regarded as a celebration banquet after you won the imperial examination. How about it?" Zhang Xiaoman said immediately.

The smile on Tong Sanlang's face remained unchanged, "This is not good, today is Yuanyuan's full moon banquet."

"He's a kid, so it's not as important as you win the election. I think it's settled like this. You pay for the banquet today." Zhang Xiaoman said that he had already made a decision.

At this time, another waiter came over with a tray to serve food, Zhang Xiaoman stopped him immediately, "Bring two jars of good wine to celebrate my nephew's success."

This Xiaoer is none other than Yuan Ding.

Yuan Ding immediately looked at Tong Sanlang.

He just heard Zhang Xiaoman's words, his grandson's full moon banquet turned out to be a celebration banquet held by his nephew, and Tong Sanlang had to pay for it, what kind of reasoning is this?
Tong Sanlang met Yuan Ding's gaze and said with a smile, "Go and do your work."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ding turned around and left without stopping for a moment.

But now Zhang Xiaoman's unhappiness crept up on his face, and he pulled his face down, "What's the matter, just now you said that you would bring my uncle to Jiweiju for a few meals, and now you regret it?"

Tong Sanlang looked calm and spoke softly, "Uncle misunderstood. Although I was selected, I only earn five hundred catties of grain every year. You also know the situation of my Tong family. My Tong family's property has been confiscated."

"Although I am married to Maimai now, the things she brought when she entered the house were the same as what my mother brought when she entered Tong's house."

"So now we are managing Qiao's property together, and she pays me 100 taels of silver every month."

"My salary is only 100 taels, how can I afford today's banquet."

As soon as these words came out, the space separated by the screen fell silent.

Everyone had focused on Tong Sanlang, even with chopsticks in their hands, their eyes and ears were all on Tong Sanlang's side. Now Tong Sanlang said confidently that he had no money and would get money from Qiao Maimai every month. salary.

This was beyond their expectation.

Tong Sanlang, a Juren, actually needs to get money from a village girl named Qiao Mai?

This this……

Qiao Xiaomai saw the sluggish expressions of Zhang Xiaoman's family on the table, and she slowly took a mouthful of cold dried tofu with her chopsticks.

Swallowing down the dried tofu, she asked, "So today I called Sanlang over, are you actually planning to ask Sanlang to pay for the banquet?"

(End of this chapter)