C149 (1/2)

It was not yet evening before the rain began to fall. Beads of rain began to fall on the ground, soon turning the dusty ground into a puddle of water.

There was also a hint of coldness mixed in the air.

Cheng Yu took the rain and returned home, the cold air around his body had yet to dissipate, he had already instructed Wang Mu: ”You sent someone to write a thread inviting a few rich men from the Rice Noodle Merchant Guild, saying that you have something urgent to discuss with them.”

”Gongzi, what you're doing … ”The Old Master …”

Wang Mu was a little hesitant. Ever since the incident with Cheng Yuan last time, the Old Master's attitude towards his young master was not his nose, nor his eyes. He had always suppressed his young master.

”Go.”

Cheng Yu was the opposite of the usual Leng Ning. No matter what he did, the Old Master would not be satisfied with it, as he was the one talking about the Lishui County, the Old Master did not care about the matters of the merchant guild for a long time, he did not believe that the Old Man of the merchant guild would not take notice.

He felt pity for so many victims of the disaster in his eyes. He also let Cheng's shop build a porridge shed to express his thoughts.

If he couldn't change anything just because he showed mercy to the people, then Wang Hai was taking it too for granted. The group of people from the Lishui County Chamber of Commerce were all a bunch of old cunning fellows who only ate flesh and bones, what could they possibly hope for?

As it was raining, and there weren't many guests, Jin Weiwei closed the door and focused on making the sausages. Since the sausages were her foundation, she should focus on making them.

After walking two rounds, and giving some pointers, Jin Weiwei felt that he had nothing else to do, so he brought Little Rich Son home.

As soon as he entered, a dense smell of alcohol wafted in the air, Jin Weiwei frowned and fanned himself.

”Jin Dabao! Where did you get the money for the wine? ”

Jin Dabao, who was lying on the doorstep, almost tripped Jin Weiwei, but luckily, he reacted quickly and helped him up.

”Who are you …” Jin Weiwei! ”Good daughter, dad heard that you recently earned some money and gave it to your dad to spend. No matter what, I've kept you for so many years, don't you think …”

Jin Weiwei pushed him away disdainfully, the smell of the alcohol making her feel dizzy.

Little Rich Son pulled Jin Weiwei over, and with one hand holding onto Jin Dabao's collar, his cold eyes closed in on Jin Dabao: ”Money, where did you get it from?”

Upon seeing that it was Little Rich Son, Jin Dabao was startled, and immediately sobered up.

”No, no one gave it to me.”

”Why aren't you saying it!” I haven't given you any money lately. Did you steal it? If you don't want to say it, I'll send you to the Duke's place! ”

Hearing about it, Jin Dabao was stunned: ”I say! I say! I took the money from the beggar. ”

”What?”

Hearing that, Jin Weiwei's face was filled with disbelief, looking at Jin Dabao's face, there were still some bruises, obviously left over from a fight.

”I say, Jin Dabao! How can you be so ashamed? Didn't I give you a few taels of silver last time? Where are the flowers? ”

”You, how could the money you gave me be enough? Is it... ”It's not enough for me to find my servant …”

As he said till the end, Jin Dabao's voice had already become softer and softer.

”Throw him into the room.”

Jin Weiwei was impatient, he ignored Jin Dabao and directly got Little Rich Son to throw him out.

”...”