Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 425 Sequel: Rectify a group of noble sons

The voices of the guests at that table were lowered, and what they said was even more mocking.Just listen to the little beard laughing and saying: "Ting Lu is really lucky, at this rate, it will be no problem to marry two or three concubines a year!"

"If he really remarries, he has to pay attention to his health. If he is tossed and ruined at a young age, it will be a blessing..." A group of people laughed wickedly.Hearing this, I was so angry that I wanted to throw the cup in my hand.It doesn't matter if you gossip about other people's affairs, seeing them tell such unsightly dirty jokes will almost explode your lungs. "The shopkeeper."

"Ma'am, if you have something to say, speak up."

"Please bring me a pot of tea." I looked over there and gritted my teeth.Then I went to the door and called a vagrant, gave him some money and sent him to do some errands. In a blink of an eye, a small package of things was handed to me.I poured all the powder into the teapot, shook it, probably my face was a little livid, the shopkeeper was terrified, and hurriedly said in a low voice: "Ma'am, we can't do things that hurt people, what is this, what is this? "

I smiled at him, "This is something that cools and relieves internal heat. Everyone is chatting with anger, so I mixed gold, silver, gold, prunella vulgaris and licorice powder into the tea, which is harmless to the body." "Oh, similar Something like herbal tea, right?" The shopkeeper was a little relieved.I called the waiter who was passing by and handed it over: "Excuse me, give this to the guests at that table."

"Okay!" Xiao Er sent it over on tiptoe.

After a while, the bearded man began to cover his stomach, and his brows were knit together, "Oh, this stomach is really strong, why is it hurting!"

"I have a little bit too. I didn't eat anything early in the morning. It hurts..."

Seeing the guests at that table complaining of pain one after another, the shopkeeper panicked and ran out to see, "Hey, what's the matter, adults? Why do you have a stomachache? Are you too?" , Don't do his business either.The bearded man grabbed the shopkeeper's cup and said angrily, "Hey, what kind of tea are you giving us?"

Of course it's a laxative, I responded in my heart.

The shopkeeper had a bitter face, and begged: "Men, you are wrong to blame the young one here. This pot of tea was ordered by the lady."

(End of this chapter)