In the evening, Zhao Shouzheng went home and turned over the cabinet.

"What is Father looking for? I don't eat either. Zhao Hao stood at the door and asked strangely.

"Didn't look for anything...... Zhao Shouzheng just wanted to prevaricate the past, but then thought that his son already knew, so he said: "I was the pawn ticket for the jade pendant last time, and the current period will arrive soon, and I am ready to redeem it." ”

"I'll put away the ticket." Zhao Hao coughed lightly and asked him not to work in vain.

"Oh, my son is convenience." Zhao Shouzheng was overjoyed, stretched out his hand and said, "Hurry up and bring it." ”

Zhao Hao nodded, turned around and went to his bookshelf, and pulled out a pawn ticket from a book of Analects.

It was Zhao Shouzheng's one.

"I have to redeem it quickly, I'm afraid I'll have to pay two taels more interest if it's late." Zhao Shouzheng is also careful now, and he feels that he has grown a lot.

"Father can't redeem it." Zhao Hao shook his head and told Zhao Shouzheng the original conversation he heard that day. He also pointed out to him that the cat on the ticket was greasy.

"How unreasonable! Anyone who runs a pawnshop can be killed! ”

Zhao Shouzheng was so angry that his forehead was bruised, and he was about to tear up the ticket.

Zhao Hao hurriedly snatched the pawn ticket and reminded with a smile: "Didn't my father also give him two thousand five hundred taels?" ”

"Oh, yes......" Zhao Shouzheng's anger disappeared most of the time: "I still felt uneasy about my conscience at the time, and now I just want to get more silver!" ”

"Where is this?" Zhao Hao carefully folded the ticket, and said with a confident smile: "The big head is still behind!" Father works hard with peace of mind, don't worry about this matter anymore, sooner or later the surnamed Zhang will kneel in front of you and beg you to accept the jade pendant. ”

As he spoke, he slapped his palm on the table, gritted his teeth and said, "The surname Zhang is black, why don't I have more than ten thousand taels of my Zhao family?" I'm going to have to make him throw it up! ”

"My son says this, and the father will wait and see."

Zhao Shouzheng repeatedly told him not to forget about the jade pendant.

It seems that in my father's heart, the jade pendant has a very important significance......

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In the next few days, Zhao Shouzheng danced every day under the supervision of Zhao Jin, worked hard morning and evening, rain or shine, and sat in prison on time...... He seems to have become accustomed to this kind of life, and of course, it is inevitable to complain to his son.

Whenever this happens, Zhao Hao will listen patiently and relieve the pressure on the candidates.

As for Zhao Jin, although he repeatedly reminded himself to calm down, he still couldn't avoid being irritable all day long if his will was less than a day. This is a bitter thing for Zhao Shouzheng and the busy people in the restaurant. Zhao Hao had to appease everyone all day long, and let them take care of the old man Zhao who was suffering from gains and losses......

Gao Wu also helped Wu Yu and his wife find a place to live, which was actually the small courtyard that Zhao Jinkong came out of. This feeling of vacating the cage for birds really makes everyone cry and laugh.

However, Wu Yu and Siya were very diligent, and within a few days, they cleaned up a small courtyard, which made Zhao Jin wonder if this was the kennel where he lived.

With this capable couple helping in the store, plus Gao Wu, Yu Peng, and a strong man from Caijiaxiang who also came to help, the preparation progress of the restaurant was faster. By the end of the month, everything was ready, and only an auspicious day was waiting.

"Have you set a date?" Qiaoqiao sat by the well, while cutting off the branches of Huang Chengcheng's loquat, and said casually to Zhao Hao on the side.

After half a month, she has lost her original restraint, and the two get along much better.

At the end of March, Nanjing, there was already a taste of summer at noon. The humidity is so strong that people sweat when they move. Zhao Gongzi, who didn't like to move much, stayed at home more and more, and every day at most, he took advantage of the morning and evening to go to the front restaurant to make a head, and then came back to hide in the shade of the tree to take a nap and read a book, and the days should not be too leisurely.

"How can I read the yellow calendar......" Zhao Hao leaned lazily on the recliner, flipped through a thick yellow calendar and said, "Why don't you decide?" ”

"If my father and they hear you, they won't be angry to death." Qiaoqiao washed the loquat one by one, put it in a white porcelain plate, and brought it to the pestle next to Zhao Hao's chair. "So many people are waiting, you settle down quickly, don't bother."

Zhao Hao picked up a ripe loquat and put it in his mouth, and suddenly felt extremely sweet and full of relish.

This made him find such a sense of happiness in the Zhao Mansion at the beginning.

It's just that no one feeds it, and it's still not enough to enjoy. However, it is estimated that if he dares to make this request, Qiaoqiao will dare to beat him all over the place.

Just as he happened to have a word, a strange cry came from outside the courtyard wall.

"Nephew, I'm back!"

That person is tall and attracts the wind, who is it not Fan Datong?

"The virtuous nephew is really going to enjoy it." Fan Datong walked in with a sweaty face, kept fanning the wind with a paper fan, and complained: "This ghost weather, there haven't been a few drops of rain since the beginning of spring, and the heat is dying." ”

He sat next to Zhao Hao, first picked up the teacup and poured a few sips, and then pinched the loquat and sent it to his mouth. In the blink of an eye, all the ripe fruits were destroyed......

Naturally, Qiaoqiao rolled his eyes. But Fan Datong is thick-skinned and doesn't care at all.

"Uncle Shi delivered the letter?" Zhao Hao didn't dislike Fan Datong, he was used to this guy's skinless and faceless. What's more, he found that Fan Datong was not useless, at least he used it to run errands, which was much easier than Gao Wu, who was clumsy.

"Of course." Fan Datong boasted triumphantly: "The famous prostitute of Qinhuaihe, how can there be someone I don't know?" Everyone knows each other very well......"

"I heard that it costs fifty taels to get on the ship......," Zhao Hao said quietly.

"I just brag about this hobby, but my nephew always squeezes me......" Fan Datong was speechless. Qin Huaihe's famous prostitute is not something he can reach at his level. Even when he had a small family, it was an existence that he could not hope for.

"Get down to business." Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and said, "Don't add ingredients." ”

"Alas, okay, it's ...... if you don't add ingredients" Fan Datong's recent rice ruts are all on Zhao Hao, so naturally let him do whatever he wants. Yesterday, I made a good inquiry along the Qinhuai River, and only then did I find Ma Xianglan mentioned by my nephew and gave her your letter. ”

"How did she reply?" Zhao Hao asked.

After reading the letter, she actually agreed, saying that she would explain it in the next two days, and she would arrive early the morning after tomorrow. Fan Datong said incredulously: "That's the top ten Qingqi people in Qinhuai River!" People like them are said to be the most reserved. There are no three visits to the thatched house, eight sedan chairs, and ten good gifts, so please don't move. ”

In fact, Zhao Hao has no confidence that he will definitely be able to invite Ma Xianglan out of the mountain. It's just that I just wrote a letter to invite me with the idea of trying it out and not being able to do it.

Unexpectedly, she really agreed.

To put it bluntly, the Qing people are like the Hanlin Shuji in the court.

When he was in Hanlin, he had to maintain his own identity and be willing to be poor, which was called 'raising hope', which was to lay a good foundation for entering the cabinet and worshipping the prime minister in the future. At this stage, once you do something that drops the price, it will greatly affect the future future, and the gains will definitely outweigh the losses.

The same is true for Qing people, if you only look at the money at this stage and make some price drops, you will inevitably be looked down upon by your peers and benefactors. will soon lose its attractiveness, and it will no longer be able to maintain a clear high level of performing arts and not selling oneself......

But that Ma Xianglan actually agreed, and came to Caijia Lane, where the shut-down houses gathered, to act as a pianist in a small restaurant that had just opened, how could this be a self-depreciation? It's self-destructive......

ps. The first update is delivered, I wish you all a happy weekend, ask for a recommendation vote and ask for a chapter review~~~