Chapter 129 Excuse me
"Ladies, pay attention to your steps." It was rare for a female customer to come, and the female shopkeeper was very attentive.
Mrs. Shangshu and others did not listen to the female shopkeeper's words, and all stared at the lobby quietly.
Zhao Shangshu had just dipped in vinegar and took a bite of mackerel dumplings. He felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, so he subconsciously looked up.
Seeing this, the chopsticks shook, and half of the dumpling fell back into the vinegar dish.
I don't know what was added, but the extra delicious vinegar juice splashed straight onto Zhao Shangshu's clean and neat beard.
It's over, I will be smelled by my wife again when I go back, the **** beard always drags me down!
Zhao Shangshu was conditioned to be annoyed, and suddenly realized: What are you still upset about, my wife has seen it all!
"Ahem, why is Madam here?" Zhao Shangshu spoke first, breaking the suffocating silence.
Mrs. Shangshu came over with a gentle and amiable smile on her face: "Yes, what a coincidence. Why is the master here?"
They ate nearly six hundred taels for a meal, and the old man dared to come!
Is there someone playing host again?
Mrs. Shangshu's eyes fell on Lin Teng.
She has met this young man before, he is the master's highly valued subordinate, the eldest grandson of Lin Jijiu.
Lin Teng saluted under pressure.
Mrs. Shangshu nodded in return, and quickly swept the other tables.
The next table is Lin Jijiu, and the next door is actually King Kaiyang.
The strong man in the corner eating dumplings can be ignored, and Mrs. Shangshu turned her attention to the next table.
It's a bit strange, the master brought Lin Jijiu's eldest grandson, and Lin Jijiu brought his second grandson, and divided them into two tables to eat?
Slightly surprised, Mrs. Shangshu figured it out: the wine and food are too expensive, no one wants to treat guests.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Shang Shu bled again for her bill of three hundred taels.
Treating guests is sincerely treating guests, and distressing is truly distressing...
Lin Jijiu felt even more guilty when he saw Mrs. Jijiu: "Madam is also here to eat wine."
It seems that Mrs. Zhang has seen the bill of more than 400 taels.
However, it was more than 900 taels originally, so it is still a profit.
Thinking of this, Lin Jijiu straightened his back.
Don't panic.
The lady offering wine did not think about the bill at all.
What's the bill, what she's wondering now is why both grandchildren are here!
That’s all for the eldest grandson, as a subordinate of Zhao Shangshu, he can still say that he can’t help himself, but why did the old man bring Shu’er when he came to drink?
Sweeping Luo Sheng out of the corner of his eye, Mrs. Jijiu wanted to scratch Hualin Jijiu's face.
Isn't this a sheep into a tiger's mouth!
Seeing his wife looking at his grandson, Lin Jijiu reacted suddenly: It's over, Shu'er has been exposed!
Seeing his grandfather winking, Lin Shuqiang smiled and said: "Brother took me to this restaurant to drink wine yesterday, and my grandson thought it was so delicious, so I couldn't help but begging my grandfather to bring me to eat again today."
Lin Teng silently asked Shangfeng for help.
Zhao Shangshu picked up half a dumpling from the vinegar dish, squinted his eyes and ate it.
The dumplings stuffed with Spanish mackerel are really fragrant.
Release? It's impossible to help out, should he say that he ordered Lin Teng to bring his cousin?
In that way, Mrs. Jijiu didn't tear him up.
"Did Teng'er bring your younger brother here?" Mrs. Jijiu looked at the eldest grandson lovingly.
Lin Teng keenly saw through the murderous intent hidden under his grandmother's loving eyes, and said solemnly: "It's really because the food and drinks in this restaurant are so delicious, my grandson wants to share the blessing with my second brother."
Mrs. Jijiu chuckled: "Eat first, we'll talk when you go back."
As he spoke, he quickly stuffed the last Spanish mackerel dumpling into his mouth.
Waste should not be wasted. There are only six Spanish mackerel dumplings in a plate of ten taels of silver, and this one is nearly two taels of silver.
Red bean crispy Shengsheng said: "Three chickens in oil, six plates of Melaleuca venetiana, one each of braised beef and sauced duck tongue, three pots of shochu, two plates of mackerel dumplings, a total of four hundred taels of silver for Chenghui—"
"Bill it!" Without giving the red beans a chance to say half price, Lin Jijiu said with arrogance.
Hong Dou didn't understand Lao Shangshu's self-help intentions, so he glanced at him strangely: "What's the matter, sir, I haven't finished talking yet. Didn't our boss say that with the second young master Lin around, we can get half the price, so we only need to pay two hundred taels of silver." Enough is enough."
"Are Shu'er paying half the price?" Mrs. Jijiu narrowed her eyes.
On the other side, Mrs. Shangshu urged with a smile: "Master, since we've finished eating, let's pay the bill too."
"Uh, pay the bill." Zhao Shangshu took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth.
Sheng Sanlang smiled and said: "Six chickens in oil, eight plates of thousand-layered venetian leaves, one portion of braised beef and one portion of sauced duck tongue, six pots of shochu, four plates of mackerel dumplings, and a total of six hundred and thirty taels of silver."
Mrs. Shangshu's face was slightly dark.
It’s really excellent, there are also two people at the next table, and they eat more than two hundred taels more than others!
Fortunately, it can be considered half price.
Zhao Shangshu said to Sheng Sanlang with a smirk, "Let's keep the accounts."
"Okay."
Mrs. Shangshu waited, but she didn't wait for the handsome waiter to say that it was half price, so she coughed lightly.
Sheng Saburo smiled even brighter: "Guest officer, go slowly."
Of course Zhao Shangshu knew that there was no half price, so he didn't dare to say more, so he got up and prepared to take his wife away.
Mrs. Shangshu quit.
Accounting for half price, you can save about three hundred taels. Is this a small amount?
This savings happened to be the meal money for her treat today, that is to say, it would be enough to have another meal with the saved money later.
Come again? Of course will come again.
She has worked so hard to manage the Shangshu Mansion for many years. At this age, isn't she just trying to live a comfortable life? What's wrong with eating something delicious?
"Didn't you say it's half price?" Mrs. Shangshu asked calmly.
Although she was a little embarrassed, she was too thin-skinned to eat, and the money from the Shangshu Mansion was not blown by strong winds.
Sheng Saburo was stunned: "Half price? No way. If you don't believe me, ask King Kaiyang, he has never calculated half price."
Wei Han who was holding up a piece of sauced duck tongue with his chopsticks: "..."
"Then why—" Mrs. Shangshu swept towards Lin Jijiu's table, not to speak too bluntly.
Sheng Saburo came to a sudden: "It's like this, the half price can only be calculated with the presence of Second Young Master Lin."
Seeing Mrs. Shang Shu's eyes turned to Lin Teng again, Sheng Sanlang hurriedly said: "Young Master Lin can't be counted."
Lin Teng: "..."
At this moment, Lin Teng and Wei Han looked at each other subconsciously, and the same thought came to their minds: Tell me, what is it about Miss Luo to see Lin Shu!
Mrs. Shangshu understood. On the way back, she glanced at her old man: "Since you know that Lin Teng can't be half-price, why doesn't the master trade Lin Jijiu for his grandson?"
Zhao Shangshu looked helpless: "That's his grandson... How about I take our grandson to try tomorrow?"
Mrs. Shangshu struggled a bit, and said firmly: "No!"
Sacrificing the grandson for one bite, let the daughter-in-law know how bad it is.
Lin Jijiu was having a hard time.
"Bringing Shu'er is half the price, so you brought Shu'er there yesterday and today?" The lady offering wine asked through gritted teeth.
Lin Jijiu sneered: "Yesterday I was the host."
Mrs. Jijiu lost most of her anger in an instant.
If so, it is understandable...
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