I really became a prince

After Jiang Yi and his group of seven left, the small tea stall could be heard quietly.

The dark man continued to squat in front of the tea stove, but the firewood in the stove had been burned out, but he didn't react at all, he just stared blankly there.

The proprietress, who looked upright, watched the figures go away quietly, and then absently cleaned up the tea table just now.

As for the noble young man, holding his right hand with a broken finger, looking at the half index finger on the ground, he shook his head and gave a bitter smile.

A servant next to him was about to step forward to pick up the amputated finger, Xiang hurriedly replied and tried to connect it, but just as he bent down, the amputated finger on the ground was kicked away by a foot.

The servant of "Young Master" looked up at the noble young master who retracted his foot, with a puzzled look on his face.

"You don't need to pick it up, feed it to the dog, just take it as a lesson." Your son looked up bitterly, and looked up at a stray dog ​​who came up to pick up half a finger, and then ran away with its tail between its legs.

"But" the servant beside him wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. He felt that his young master was different from before.

"Let's go, go home, son, I will practice martial arts diligently in the future, yes, practice hard! I will take you to the battlefield in the future, that will be called majesty!"

After speaking, the young master walked out.

When passing by the proprietress, she stopped, bowed her hands and saluted, then passed through the crowd of onlookers and strode forward.

The onlookers were all silently looking at his receding back, a little surprised, and always felt that this noble young man who was in charge of the family seemed to be different from before.

The proprietress also came back to her senses at this time, and only then did she realize that the fire had been extinguished, but her husband was sitting in front of the stove in a daze, as if he had suffered from dementia.

He couldn't help walking over angrily and amusedly, and pointed his finger at her husband's forehead: "You bastard, what are you thinking?"

The dark man's face was dull, and he hesitated, "Are you treating that as a son?"

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the proprietress: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Then why are you blushing, and you are tied up in front of that young master, but not in front of others." The dark man said sullenly.

Having been a husband and wife for so long, he knows his wife's temperament.

Good at dancing with long sleeves, although laughing and cursing with the tea guests in the past, he behaved generously and never showed any condescending demeanor. Of course, the scale was also well grasped, so that people would not really take advantage of it.

But today, in front of that young master, there was indeed something abnormal, so he had to think about it.

Judging from the performance of the young man who is in charge of the door, the young man who accompanied a few maids probably has a lot of background and behaves well. Could it be that his wife is really moved?

The proprietress understood what her husband was thinking, she rolled her eyes, and said, "In your eyes, I am so disobedient?"

The swarthy man waved his hands, his face flushed red.

"Okay, I understand what you mean." The proprietress patted his hand down and said, "You didn't realize why I was behaving abnormally?"

Seeing that her husband was still puzzled, she couldn't help saying angrily, "You didn't think of those four little girls?"

"What?" The dark man raised his head in a daze.

The proprietress shook her head helplessly: "Those four pretty girls are your sister's nieces, or rather biological nieces!"

The dark man still hasn't reacted, dear niece?But there are only the two of them in the family, and there are no other sisters, so where is the relative niece?

"What an elm bump, your brother-in-law's own sister, didn't she give birth to quadruplets!"

"Ah? You mean?" The swarthy man finally came to his senses. From this aspect, the four little girls were indeed his sister's nieces.

Then he thought of something, and said in a low voice: "Then that young master is the one from Kongtong Mountain?"

"Yes, do you think I can not be nervous!" The proprietress patted her heart. For little people like them, the one from Kongtong Mountain is heaven.

Seeing the four sisters of the Fu family suddenly, and then thinking of the noble status of the young master, how could she laugh and curse, she was so nervous.

Of course, she never expected that the majestic Lord of Kongtong Mountain would actually behave in that way. Can a woman's body be sniffed at will?

But the other party just did this, so she blushed at that time. With the other party's noble status, which woman can stand this kind of teasing, although it is unconscious, not intentional.

Thinking of the rumors about this person from the outside world, the proprietress couldn't help but secretly "bah" in her heart. She didn't expect the rumors to be true, but the one from Kongtong Mountain was a little bit lewd, and her preferences were really special.

"Ke Ke, does that master really have any thoughts about you?" The dark man thought of something and asked worriedly.

"Bah!" This time the proprietress didn't pooh inwardly again, and said angrily, "Open your eyes and see how beautiful your mother-in-law is? If you are as pretty as me, if you catch a lot of them on the street, you will say Skin, which one is better than my old lady!"

The dark man scratched his head and laughed.

But the proprietress didn't intend to let it go, and said in a bad mood: "When your sister got married, I asked you to walk around with your brother-in-law, especially your brother-in-law's younger sister, who is also a figure in Prince Yi's mansion. Who won't give her some face when she comes out

But it’s good for you, if you don’t go, in the end we can only set up a tea stand on the side of the road to support our family, look at your brother-in-law Tuo San, who has reached the sky in one step, and has entered Prince Yi’s mansion to do errands.”

The swarthy man rubbed his hands uncomfortably, and said falteringly, "It's not a real relative, how can I have the nerve to seek a relationship?"

The Zhouzheng-looking proprietress did not respond to her husband's words, but was fascinated by the crowd of onlookers who were pointing and daring to come in outside the tea stall.

"It's all right now, so let's continue to operate the tea stall?" the dark man asked cautiously.

The proprietress looked away, looked at the pool of bright red blood on the ground, and suddenly smiled: "Closed! We will be closed for a while!"

"Ah?" Her husband was stunned, how could he support the family if he was not in business.

The proprietress looked at her husband and said with a smile: "It's not for nothing if you have something to do with it, and it's not because we are rushing, he delivered it to the door by himself."

Take out all the savings at home, if not enough, borrow some, let's stop setting up roadside tea stalls, go rent a lot in the city, and open a formal tea house! "

After today's scene, I believe it won't be long before it spreads. As long as she operates a little bit, the big backer of Prince Yi's Mansion will be in hand

The swarthy man was completely dumbfounded, but he also understood what his mother-in-law meant, which was to open a teahouse under the banner of relatives in Prince Yi's mansion.

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate to do this? What if it gets to that person's ears?" It's always a little guilty to blatantly talk about tiger skin.

On the contrary, the proprietress was full of confidence and said: "What are you afraid of, we are not doing evil things, we are just opening a teahouse and doing business seriously."

As he said that, a figure inexplicably appeared in his mind: he took a deep breath, with an obsessed look on his face, and his heart couldn't help but bump like a deer.

Although it is unlikely, it is also very pleasant to imagine it once in a while.