Shopkeeper Fang wanted to agree, but he couldn't agree, the grievances in his heart were uncomfortable and had nowhere to say, and said with a wry smile: "Cheng Dong's good intentions, the little old man is grateful, it's just" It's just that Shangguan is too powerful.
Don't say that Shangguan Taifu himself, he is a slave in his house, stretching out a little finger, he can let himself die without a place to be buried.
Shopkeeper Fang thought, the admiration for the Cheng Dadong family in front of him was like a surging river, endless, this was the master who dared to work against the servants of Shangguan.
Working against the servants of Shangguan, he can still live so nourishingly, in the whole world, there is no second place except him.
How he did it Cheng Mo was silent.
In the eyes of the shopkeeper Fang, it was a pity that he could not be hired, and when he was deeply moved, Cheng Mo said: "The door of Fuchun will always be open for you." ” This sentence moved the shopkeeper Fang to tears, which left him a way out.
It can be seen how much Cheng Dadong's family values him.
Today, Cheng Mo is the center of attention, and from time to time someone comes to say a few words to him, and it is not until the end of the day that the guests say goodbye one after another.
Cheng Mo originally wanted to set up a banquet to entertain guests, but because the West Market opened at noon, there was a tradition of skipping lunch in this era, and the dinner was too long before the ribbon cutting.
So, I had to forget it.
The guests said goodbye, but the customers gathered more and more, and the two shopkeepers Hua and Cheng and the guys were busy.
Cheng Mo was surrounded by a group of colleagues and went to the Songzhu Pavilion.
They were determined to knock him off.
Zhu Sange also said that no one was allowed to leave, and if he wanted to leave halfway, he would be his enemy.
The night shrouded the capital, except for Anrenfang, which was very lively, most of the other squares were quiet.
The dilapidated courtyard where the shopkeeper rested was dimly lit, and on the dirty seat, two people sat opposite each other.
Mr.
Mo was very angry, and the shopkeeper of the other party glared angrily, and after a while, he said hatefully: "You already knew" It wasn't until after dark that he received the news that this newly opened shop, called Fufuchun, was actually Cheng Wulang's property.
It's really hell, how can it be that as long as it's his industry, he can't move what makes him even more angry is that the shopkeeper Fang went twice, but he didn't say a word, and he didn't reveal half a word.
"The conscience of heaven and earth, there are so many people, the little old man only stands on the periphery and watches from afar, how do you know who the proprietor is" The shopkeeper Fang is not stupid, how can he admit it, and immediately called out to hit the sky.
Mr.
Mo said sharply: "You muttered to Cheng Wulang, you don't know" Fortunately, he sent someone to follow the old man, otherwise he would have been kept in the dark.
It's against him, he is bold, and he dares to disobey the yin and the yang.
"Oh, my Mr.
Mo, I met Cheng Wulang and said a few words to him, but I really didn't know that he was the owner of Fuchun.
There was no word on his face, saying that Fu Fu Chun was opened by him.
Shopkeeper Fang was also anxious, and suddenly became speechless.
Mr.
Mo now represents the servant of Shangguan.
Mr.
Mo's words can represent the will of Shangguan's servants.
Shopkeeper Fang has never wanted to hit the wall like this, why was he so confused at the beginning, and would agree to be the shopkeeper of Xingyetang Mr.
Mo glared at the shopkeeper Fang hatefully, seeing that his face was pale and trembling, he was really frightened, so he eased his tone and said, "Fufu Chun has just opened, and his foothold is not stable, so it is easy to kill them."
Don't you have friends in the business field, and tomorrow I will release the news, and I will say that the craftsmen of Fuchun have all passed from Xingyetang, and the quality of their homes is worse than that of Xingyetang.
As soon as this news came out, I called some people and smashed their store, confirming the rumors of their poor quality. ” I don't even dig a pit, it's simple and rude.
The shopkeeper didn't squeak.
Mr.
Mo immediately grimaced and glared at him with cannibalistic eyes.
It seems that if he dares to act obediently, he is afraid that he will not survive tonight.
Thinking that this Mr.
Mo had been a ranger before, and he was not a good stubble, Shopkeeper Fang gave in.
Seeing that the shopkeeper nodded in agreement, Mr.
Mo snorted coldly and ordered the two big men to guard him tightly before leaving.
As soon as it was dawn the next day, the shopkeeper Fang was escorted out of the small courtyard to do the so-called "letting go of the wind".
When the sky was bright, Cheng Mo and a group of colleagues went out of the Songzhu Pavilion, said goodbye to each other, and went back to their respective homes.
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This night, many colleagues were drunk and lying on the knees of beauties, and the third brother Zhu even called the three girls Hu Tianhudi, only he and Wukong sat and gossiped.
The tutor of Ji'an Houfu is strict, and Wukong has developed the habit of self-reliance since he was a child.
Cheng Mo was afraid that he would be contaminated with unclean things because there was no certain plastic product in this era.
The two men drank and watched singing and dancing and talked until dawn.
I drank a lot of wine, but I didn't eat much, Cheng Mo was a little hungry, so he wanted to eat some breakfast nearby.
There is a breakfast stall in front, and the big stove is steaming, which makes people feel particularly warm in this late autumn morning.
Cheng Mo took the reins, turned over and dismounted, and a group of entourage guards also dismounted.
When the people who ate breakfast saw such a large group of people, they looked at their clothes and were a little extraordinary, so they all gave way to the side.
Seeing that there was a big business, the stall owner hurriedly sat down and greeted: "What do you want to eat?"
This stall is mainly engaged in noodle soup. has his own elm tree to go to Zhang Luo, and Cheng Mo stood under the tree on the side.
Suddenly, a man dressed in short brown walked up and whispered as he passed by, "Be careful of Mr.
Mo." ” Who is Mr.
Mo, how to be careful Cheng Mo was just about to ask, but the man had already taken two steps away and shouted to the stall owner: "Come to a bowl of noodle soup." ” The stall owner replied crisply.
The man came back again, stood next to Cheng Mo, looked ahead, and said in a low voice: "Shopkeeper Fang said that Mr.
Mo is going to send someone to smash the store in the past two days."
Also, beware of gossip. ” The stall owner quickly cooked the noodle soup, and Elm brought it up.
This bowl is steaming, and the noodles are spread out with eggs and meat, which smells particularly fragrant.
Cheng Mo took it, picked the egg with chopsticks, and said without raising his head: "Thank you." ” The man didn't answer, and when the noodle soup came up, he sighed and finished eating, and left after the account.
At noon on this day, the east and west markets opened on time, and the people who were shopping and wandering soon found that there were people everywhere in the city who talked about the origin of the official hat and chair of Yi'anju.
Some people say that the proprietor Cheng Goro dreamed of an immortal, and the immortal said that he was a man of great fortune, and specially taught him the drawings of the official hat chair.
It is also said that he saved a ranger, and the ranger was grateful for the picture and gave him the drawings of his ancestors.
Some people even say that his father appeared to him and gave him this drawing.
What's even more outrageous is that some people say that he has been a prodigy since he was a child and created it himself.
Some people even said that this drawing, which he brought in his womb, would not have taken it out if he hadn't gambled all over his ancestral property There are many different theories, but they are very eye-catching.
The shopkeeper Fang was escorted to the previous circle of friends, saying that some of the craftsmen of Fuchun were those who had disbanded Xingyetang, and some people were interested at first, but with the different opinions about the origin of the official hat chair, no one cared about the whereabouts of the craftsmen of Xingyetang anymore.
Even if these craftsmen go to Fufuchun, the owner is Cheng Golang. t1706231537: