Jin Boliang: Concubine Mei does not accept joy

Chapter 60
The owner of the teahouse saw his assistant standing by the table in a daze with a scroll, thinking he was being lazy, he suddenly became furious,

When he approached him, he slapped him on the head: "Damn boy, dare to be lazy," snatched the scroll in his hand, glared angrily at the waiter who was blatantly lazy under his nose, "Hurry up and do it!" Live, believe it or not, I will let you go!"

"Yes, yes, boss, I'm going to work, work!" Rubbing the place where he was beaten lightly, the waiter replied awkwardly, put away the teacup on the table, but cursed in a low voice the moment he turned around, "You A dead iron cock!"

The shop owner looked at the waiter who was obediently going back to work, narrowed his mung bean-sized eyes slightly, stretched out his hand to stroke his mustache, and turned to look at the scroll in his hand.

"What did I think it was? It turned out to be a broken scroll!" Muttered in disgust, the shop owner opened the scroll and continued, "It's really useless, just looking at a scroll will make you stunned. I want to see what is inside. What, is there any attraction from the jingling silver!"

After finishing speaking, the store owner looked at the scroll, but his eyes lit up golden the moment he saw the contents of the scroll.

"Ten thousand... ten thousand taels of gold?" After seeing the words written on the scroll, the shop owner was frightened by the word "ten thousand taels of gold" and yelled out loud, even though the beauty in the picture is so beautiful Allure, but in the eyes of the shop owner, a miser, he couldn't resist the temptation of money.people,

The shout of the shop owner attracted teahouse guests and passers-by to stop and watch, and smiled at everyone. The shop owner hurriedly put away the scroll, turned around and entered the house.

"Madam, Madam, we are rich, haha..." Holding the scroll, the store owner went straight to the room.

In the room, a woman with heavy make-up was sitting in front of the dressing table, fiddling with the jewelry in her hand, very busy, seeing the shop owner rushing towards her with such a loud voice, the woman squinted and stared at her Husband: "What are you yelling for? I'm going to die. I'm busy when I don't see my mother. Go and go and don't disturb my interest."

When the shop owner saw that his wife ignored him completely, but was still fiddling with his jewelry, he was not angry, but smiled, Mung Dou narrowed his eyes, and knocked off the jewelry in the woman's hand: "Ignorance Women and children, are you satisfied with these few worthless things? Come, see what this is!"

The woman who was originally angry because the shop owner knocked off her jewelry heard his excited words and squinted at the shop owner, "What makes you so excited. Tell you, if it doesn't make me happy , old lady, I will crush you to ashes."

Holding the scroll tightly, the shop owner swallowed in fear, unfolded the scroll and spread it on the dressing table, and immediately, a picture of beauties who were all over the country and city was displayed in front of their eyes.

The shop owner looked at the scroll on the table proudly, laughing so much that his mung bean eyes seemed to disappear.

After a moment of silence, the woman suddenly jumped up, stretched out her hand and twisted the shopkeeper's ear: "You dead man, being an old lady is easy to bully, ah?" She suddenly picked up the scroll on the table and threw it at the shopkeeper's face, "Why? ? Look at my old lady, I’m getting old, and I want to take a concubine, huh? Look at that young girl Zhang, are you bold?"

"Ah... be gentle, be gentle, ma'am, aunt, I, how dare I insult me, do you see if there are still words on that side?" With a trembling hand, she pointed to a line of small characters on the right side of the woman in the painting.

The woman glanced at it, and immediately became even more annoyed, "Qian Fugui, do you dislike my old lady for being illiterate?"

"Ah!" Qian Fugui suddenly realized, no wonder that, no wonder his wife was so angry, he was caught in the flash of the ten thousand taels of gold, and happily forgot that his wife could not read.

"Ahem..." Coughed lightly, Qian Fugui tremblingly touched the woman's hand that was pinching his ear, signaling her to let go first.

The woman stared at the almond-shaped eyes, let go of her hands angrily, crossed her chest and squinted at Qian Fugui, who looked like a strict wife: "Read!"

"Well, it was said above, the priest Xi Ao came across the woman in the painting with Qianling Mountain a few days ago. She is suspected to be an immortal. He offered a reward of ten thousand taels of gold to recruit capable people to find the trace of the immortal."

"Golden ten thousand taels?" The woman's eyes lit up when she heard the reward, she snatched the scroll from Qian Fugui's hand, and looked at it carefully, with a clear expression on her chest, Qian Fugui looked at it. The appearance of my wife looked contemptuous, squinting her eyes and muttering in a low voice: "Pretentious." The voice was very soft, but Mrs. Qian Fugui, who was caught in the ten thousand taels of gold reward, listened attentively. .

Squinting her eyes slightly, Madam Qian picked it up beautifully, casually picked up a box of rouge on the dressing table and threw it at Qian Fugui.

"Dare to scold my old lady, you are looking for death, hurry up and find a way to find this so-called immortal, get this golden ten thousand taels earlier, and let my old lady and I enjoy the happiness."

Hearing Mrs. Qian's hysterical yell, Qian Fugui trembled all over, dared not speak out, hurriedly backed out of the room trembling slightly, with a flattering smile on his face: "Yes, yes, for husband I'm going to figure out a way, hehe..."

Resignedly leaving the room, Qian Fugui squinted his mung bean eyes, stretched out his hand habitually to stroke his mustache, his brows became more and more wrinkled, he was going there to find the Fairy of Qianling Mountain in the painting!If he couldn't find it, even if he wasn't beaten to death by that tigress, he would be nagged to death by her!Sighing heavily, Qian Fugui suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have told that tigress so early, what is he going to do now!
In the teahouse, Qian Fugui looked worried and ugly, while in the alley not far from the teahouse, Di Yao, dressed in moon-white plain clothes, leaned against a wall, silently looking at Qian Fugui, watching With the sad look on his face, he suddenly pulled his lips into a faint smile, and ran towards the teahouse with his steps, and the original smile was replaced by anxiety in an instant.

Rushing to Qian Fugui in a hurry, Di Yao grabbed his arms roughly and said in a messy tone, "Boss, did you see a scroll falling in your store just now?"

"Scroll?" Qian Fugui, who had been frightened by Di Yao, heard his question, and his heart trembled suddenly. Mung Dou's eyes widened instantly, and he glanced at Di Yao. Although he was guilty, he still tried his best to keep calm, " That, the scroll?"

In a blink of an eye, he glanced at the busy waiter in the shop, Qian Fugui turned his eyes to Di Yao and smiled honestly: "No, no. Well, is that scroll very important?"

Hearing that Qian Fugui asked himself so much, Di Yao knew that he was hooked, so he quickly let go of his arms, turned around, and replied in a very frustrated and regretful way: "Hey, to tell the truth, the boss, that painting It is worth thousands of gold, I originally wanted to resell it to an expert, but now I lost it clumsily, it seems that Di can't make this fortune."

After saying this, Di Yao seemed to be thinking of something, turned around silently, and clasped his fists at Qian Fugui: "Well, since the scroll is not here, then Di will ask elsewhere and leave!"

Qian Fugui squinted at Di Yao's leaving back, and unconsciously began to stroke his beard with his hands. His words were almost the same as those on the scroll, and this scroll was really worth a thousand gold, even ten thousand gold.

However, now that he lost the scroll and asked so much, one day he would find that the scroll was with him, so he had to find this fairy from Qianling Mountain as soon as possible.

but……

Looking up at the street, Qian Fugui is worried again, where is he going to find such a huge crowd?
Let's go to Xi'ao, the journey is far away, and Qianling Mountain is so vast, this is not the solution, the only solution for now is to give this scroll to someone who is richer and more powerful than himself, and then the golden ten thousand taels will be worth a fraction. , Qian Fugui stroked his mustache with one hand, mung bean eyes narrowed into invisible slits, and he burst out laughing.

(End of this chapter)