I farmed and built a villa in ancient times

Chapter 189

After the waiter convinced Zhou Chenyu and Zhou Wanqiu, he couldn't wait to close the door of the wing, ran to another wing at the end, asked the people inside to claim credit, and said in a cheerful tone: "Second Master."

Qian Rushan leaned lazily on the soft couch, drank a glass of wine, and looked at the waiter contemptuously with drunken eyes, "Did you bring someone here?"

"Second Master, that's right. The two of them have decided to stay here for dinner, and the dishes have been ordered." The waiter replied excitedly.

"Well done, I like people like you who are able to do things well." Qian Rushan playfully glanced at the weak waiter and snapped his fingers at the people around him, "You deserve a reward."

"Thank you, Second Master. Thank you, Second Master." The waiter kowtowed excitedly. When he saw the bag of silver handed over by the boy from the Qian Mansion, his expression became even more joyful. "Don't worry, Second Master, I will tell you everything that happened in the room." Second Master."

The boy said: "Then go."

"Hey." The waiter stood up, walked to the door respectfully, and closed the door softly.

After the people left, Qian Rushan raised his eyes coldly and saw the waiter holding the bag of silver as if he was a treasure and leaving happily. He laughed sarcastically:
"People of low status are still people of low status. They are willing to do anything for a little benefit. They are really short-sighted."

The boy smiled evilly and said: "You see, he is not only short-sighted, he is simply audacious. The waiter in the shop dares to accept money to do things for the second master. I'm afraid he has the life to earn this money, but he has no life to spend it. .”

Qian Rushan smiled disdainfully, patted his flat belly, and urged: "What time has it been? Why is the food served so slowly? Come and see if my food is ready?"

The young man followed suit with a cold face, smiled evilly and cursed angrily: "What's going on with these servants? If I'm hungry and delay my enjoyment of the beauty, wouldn't it be a huge sin? Second Master, please wait. Wait, I'll go out and hurry you up."

"Enjoy the beauty?"

Qian Rushan raised the glass of wine, closed his eyes with a smile, thinking about the picture in his mind, and touched the slippery rim of the glass with his mouth, his hand involuntarily touched there, and for a long time, he let out a comfortable groan.

The boy from the Qian Mansion quickly went downstairs with his master's order and found the shopkeeper at the front desk. Before he could open his mouth, the shopkeeper got there first.

"Girl, I really don't dare to deceive you, let alone Miss Tang. The superior rooms on the third floor of our Jixiang Building have indeed been booked, and there are not many left. If you don't believe it, just go ahead and Ask this guy."

The shopkeeper looked at the young man from the Qian Mansion.

The girl looked over dissatisfied, "Did you book the private room on the third floor?"

The young man in the Qian Mansion looked at the girl, leaning on the case, looking up and down, "Yes, so what?"

The girl looked at his malicious eyes and said displeasedly: "You...are you worthy?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, and said with great anger, "I see you, little sister, so pretty and lovely, and I want to show my pity to you and grant you and your master a private room. But what you said really doesn't sit well with me. Just think about it and give up."

The boy looked at him coldly, "All the private rooms on the third floor have been booked by our master, so you should give up. You are still more suitable for eating the stuff on the street."

"You can just humiliate me, but you dare to humiliate our young lady! Do you know who our young lady is?"

The maid pointed angrily, but was stopped by Tang Qingyu, whose face was covered behind her.

Tang Qingyu smiled when she looked at the ordinary people in the room who were eating happily and not necessarily losing their appetite.

"Forget it, it's just a meal. Since there are no superior rooms, it's the same for us to go to the second floor. Shopkeeper, please give us a seat on the second floor." The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and immediately sent someone to make arrangements.

The maid reluctantly followed her, but did not forget to turn around and said, "Miss, they are really bullying me!"

"We don't have to be familiar with this kind of person who relies on human power." Tang Qingyu followed the waiter up to the second floor. After sitting down, he nodded to the waiter who led the way and thanked him.

"The sun is very sunny today, and the scenery must be good. If Miss can go to the third floor to enjoy the view, her illness will be cured quickly. Besides, Miss is a rich person, how can she eat with these people?"

The maid stood aside dully and looked up at the closed room on the third floor, "I don't see many customers walking around up there. It's pretty empty. It must be the shopkeeper and that arrogant slave who conspired to deceive the lady!" It would be great if Manager Feng was here!"

Tang Qingyu listened to her talk and reprimanded softly: "I am not a petty and willful person. How can I be wronged by having a meal with everyone? Can it make my illness more serious?"

"Dad and Brother Chuli are busy on weekdays, and both brothers have married, so they don't care about my sister. In the house, I always eat alone, and I'm bored to death."

She took off the brocade handkerchief that covered her face, looked at the various people around her, held up her face, and raised her lips in a smile. "Now there is a lot of laughter and joy around me, I think it's good."

The maid was stunned, observed the young lady's expression, rolled her eyes, and said with a smile:
"Since Miss feels lonely, she should arrange marriage as soon as possible. When there is a new uncle in the house, who will stay with Miss every day, even if Miss wants to be more peaceful, she will not be able to do so by then."

"Uncle?" Tang Qingyu tilted her head, "How can I have an uncle?"

"How can there be an uncle? Of course there is an uncle." The maid came forward and teased mischievously, "I think Yang Xiyang, the leader who always comes to the house, is good."

Tang Qingyu's face was startled, and when she met the maid's joking gaze, heat rushed to her cheeks. She covered her face with a handkerchief and said angrily: "You girl, you are talking more and more openly. When you get back to the house, I will definitely Let Brother Chuli punish you properly."

The maid looked at the young lady's red cheeks and was not afraid of punishment at all. "Young lady wants to be punished, go ahead." She quickly filled the cup of tea with consideration.

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"You two girls, your orders are about to be served."

The waiter knocked on the door and pushed the door open with the two waiters behind him.

Zhou Chenyu winked at Wanqiu, and Zhou Wanqiu looked at the waiter weakly, "Brother, do you have any wine here?"

The waiter nodded, "Girl, we have it. We have all the good stuff in Jixianglou!"

"Drink?" Zhou Chenyu pretended to be dumbfounded and said, "In late autumn, we two girls have nothing to do, why are we drinking outside?"

Zhou Wanqiu lowered his head timidly, "Sister Shen Yu, I heard that a table of good food must be paired with wine. And I... I haven't had wine yet, so I want to give it a try."

"That's what the girl said. This good wine goes well with good food, and it tastes great." The waiter said in agreement.

Zhou Chenyu stared at her out of the corner of his eye and smiled slightly, "Since you said so, let's add a pot of hot wine to warm up in late autumn."

The waiter in the shop replied cheerfully, "Okay, I'll go get it right now."

(End of this chapter)