A woman with an apron around her waist and a broom in her hand rushed to the door.

This is a middle-aged woman, but she does not have a vulgar charm. Instead, she looks quiet and pretty. It’s just that the passage of time has left many crow’s feet at the corners of her eyes. But it can be seen that she was probably a pretty girl when she was young.

At this time, the woman in an apron, who seemed to be the boss's wife, came running over panting, grabbed the sleeve of the shopkeeper who jumped up to escape, and waved the broom in her hand, as if she wanted to hit him in front, but after a pause, she quickly changed direction and hit the latter hard on the butt.

"Bingniang, stop hitting me, stop hitting me." The shopkeeper, who was so domineering and kicking the old man a second ago, immediately became cowardly, twisting his butt to dodge and beg for mercy.

"This time you're beating me on behalf of Uncle Yu. He's so old, and he's been guarding the store and ringing the bell all day. What's wrong with him taking a break, you stingy man?" The proprietress frowned and spoke softly, reasoning with him.

"I'm calling for the guests outside. After a whole day, we finally have a second group of guests here to eat. Don't scare them by making so much noise!"

After waving the broom twice, the woman called Bing Niang frowned and thought for a moment, then raised her hand to twist the man's ear, and with her other hand on her waist, she complained:

"Just now, Miss Qian'er inside asked you for a pot of wine, but you were so stingy. The girl is well-behaved and cute, and speaks nicely. Today, she brought so many dishes, and gave them to us for free, but only a pot of wine. How can you be so stingy!"

The shopkeeper surnamed Zhao shrugged his head. Upon hearing this, he curled his lips and could not help but whispered:

"What the hell, Bingniang, don't be fooled by that little girl. She's so smart. She's just trying to get something for nothing. She's trying to trick me into drinking... Hehe, you have to follow the rules before you can drink. Hey, hey, hey, hey! Be gentle, Bingniang. I won't say any more. Hey, hey!"

The wicked shopkeeper was about to sneer when his face twisted and he begged for mercy in pain.

Seeing that her man was still stubborn, Bingniang increased the strength of her hands, waved the broom at his buttocks, and said softly:

"Your rules are just making things difficult for people. Aren't you the only one who has the final say on whether or not it passes? How can you run a business like this while your wine and drinks are rotten? No! Xiao Zhao, let me tell you, these two girls from your family who came here today are not only very pretty, but also very sensible and lovable. I like them and you are not allowed to get angry and drive them away!"

Shopkeeper Zhao was like a pickled eggplant, being scolded by the boss lady.

At this time, he tilted his head and covered his ears, and quickly responded with a bow, "Okay, okay, Bingniang, I'll listen to you. I'll go get the wine. Can't I go get the wine right now? Let go a little, it hurts..."

Bingniang's brows relaxed slightly, and she loosened the force with which she was twisting his ear.

The next second, Shopkeeper Zhao, who had a short bandage on his forehead, shook his head smartly, popped his ears out, and ran away swiftly.

I don't know if it's cheating or not...

Outside the door, Zhao Rong and everyone else saw this somewhat hilarious scene and couldn't help laughing.

Bingniang frowned and looked at the shopkeeper's back as he slipped into the store. She then put down her broom, turned around and walked out the door. She came to Zhao Rong and the old man in green robe, and helped Zhao Rong support the latter.

Bingniang first smiled gratefully at Zhao Rong, then said apologetically to the hunchbacked old man on the ground: "I'm sorry, Uncle Yu, Xiao Zhao has such a bad temper..."

The old man in green robe lowered his head, raised his hands and waved them, politely refusing the support of Zhao Rong and Bingniang.

The wrinkled old man got up, scratched his sparsely haired head, and looked calmly in the direction of the exit of Jingwa Lane.

He shook his head, walked aside, took a spare bench, returned to his original position as the gatekeeper, sat down, turned his back to the crowd, as if waiting for the next bell to ring.

Everyone took a look, and seeing that he was fine, they looked away.

Bingniang smiled at Zhao Rong and said:

"Thank you, sir. I'm sorry for making you laugh just now."

Zhao Rong shook his head and chuckled: "Is that the shop owner? He has quite a personality."

Bing Niang seemed to want to complain, but she held it back and sighed helplessly, "I don't want to care about him anymore... By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Xia Bing. Xiao Zhao and I opened this shop together. His full name is Zhao Xifu... May I ask what you and I should call him?"

Zhao Rong, Su Xiaoxiao and the others introduced themselves. Zhao Rong didn't hesitate and directly stated his purpose...

Bingniang said happily: "So you are the guests invited by Miss Lingfei and Miss Qian'er today."

If there is no one to point the way, how can ordinary diners find this place? Zhao Rong complained in his heart, but smiled and nodded.

Behind him, Fan Yushu, who had been staring around in a daze, looked at Zhao Rong's back, then leaned back and looked at the entire restaurant with wide eyes. He seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

At this time, Bingniang became friendly and leaned closer and said, "Mr. Zhao, are you the childhood sweetheart that Miss Lingfei has been talking about? Come in, come in."

She warmly took care of them and invited Zhao Rong and his party into the store, chatting with Zhao Rong along the way:

At this time, Zhao Rong thought for a moment and said sensibly, "Sister Xia, I have to bother you today, please don't be offended."

Bingniang's eyes lit up when she heard that, and she couldn't help but smile. At this moment, she turned around and looked at the gentle young man dressed elegantly. The more she looked, the more satisfied she became. "My brother is so handsome, and he is a perfect match for Lingfei. No wonder she couldn't help but smile when she mentioned you. A talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven, really makes others envious."

After these words were spoken, the atmosphere between Zhao Rong and his companions became somewhat tense.

Zhu Yourong on the side glanced at Zhao Rong who was smiling awkwardly and Su Xiaoxiao who was pulling her sleeves with her head down.

Bingniang seemed to have noticed something and looked back at Zhao Rong and others with some curiosity. Then, her eyes could not help but linger on the faces of some extremely beautiful fox demon girls.

Wow, what a pretty girl, she looks very spiritual. Compared with the spiritual concubine... the woman leading the way thought secretly.

Zhao Rong didn't know how to respond at this moment, and he didn't dare turn around to look at the sad gazes of some little fox demons, nor the smiling woman in Confucian clothes behind him. He didn't know where to put his eyes.

At this moment, he saw Shopkeeper Zhao, who was drinking with his legs crossed, turning his head not far away. Zhao Rong seemed to have found a savior. He smiled and nodded at Shopkeeper Zhao, whose eyes were wide open for some reason, and bowed to him without thinking.

Behind the counter, a stingy man was keeping an eye on the smiling Bingniang. When he saw her chatting and laughing with the young scholar, and they were getting quite close, Shopkeeper Zhao widened his eyes and couldn't help but put down his wine.

Then, he saw that the well-dressed, nosy brat actually dared to smile at him. Zhao Xifu couldn't help but glare at Zhao Rong. Good boy, he is worthy of having the same surname as him, Zhao, both are very brave...

Zhao Rong had no idea that someone was keeping a record of him. He dealt with the questions of this quiet woman all the way, and then was taken by her to the hall, to a dining table by the window.

The hall was empty. Zhao Rong touched the table and found no smoke.

As you can imagine, business was indeed very bleak in the past.

Bingniang left and went back to the kitchen.

Everyone prepared to take their seats.

At this time, Fan Yushu finally couldn't help but speak.

“Tzuyu.”

Everyone looked over.

Zhao Rong, who deliberately sat a little far away from Su Xiaoxiao, lowered his head and didn't look at him. He glanced at the chairs beside the table and replied casually, "What's the matter?"

Before Fan Yushu could speak, Zhao Rong turned around and left for a while.

"Hold on."

Soon, Zhao Rong returned and moved two slightly higher chairs and a cushion from somewhere else.

He walked silently behind a short fox demon who was not very tall, without looking at her expression, and replaced her chair without saying a word. He also put a cushion on the new chair and pushed the chair forward.

Su Xiaoxiao tugged at the corner of her clothes, lowered her head, and sat obediently on the comfortable cushion, but she didn't look at anyone.

Well, there was also a girl in blue who was looking at him with her mouth puffed out and her arms crossed. Zhao Rong then replaced the remaining chair with her.

Everyone watched this scene silently.

Zhu Yourong narrowed his eyes slightly.

Next to a conservative woman, Li Xueyou stole a glance at the thoughtful person.

However, a little girl who had benefited from the favor was still dissatisfied.

Jingzi waved her hands in protest, "I want a cushion too, a higher one, humph, Xiaoxiao, you better hurry up."

Zhao Rong didn't want to pay any attention to this vindictive little girl, and let her wave her thin arms and glare in protest, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

However, the next second, a scholar named Zhao's eyelids jumped, and he turned around and ran to find a cushion for the girl in blue without saying a word, "Wait a moment."

Jing Zi, who didn't really have much hope of Zhao Rong really being her lackey, pursed her lips slightly and paused with her raised hand, "Hmm?"

She looked down at her little hand that was waving with great power, and everyone around her was also slightly stunned.

The next moment, Zhu Yourong and Yu Huaijin turned their heads and looked in a certain direction of the hall.

Li Xueyu, Jingzi and others were a little slow and followed to look...

Sure enough, not far away, a woman with eyes as clear as autumn water and a lovely teardrop mole, like Yi, came slowly with a plate of food, like a fairy descending to earth.

Behind her followed a smart and beautiful girl, who was also holding the plate obediently.

It was Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er.

Everyone stood up to greet him.

However, a certain fox demon girl suddenly clenched the edge of the table with her two small hands. She stared at the tall and elegant fairy in a daze and forgot to stand up for a moment...