Not far away, Shrike was dozing on the shaft of a carriage, looking as if he couldn't wake up even if the sky fell.
Today was not only the day for the distribution of salary silver, but also the day for the rice bonus. Early in the morning, she urged Shrike to hurry up and head to the Sinong Warehouse. The Sinong Warehouse was located in the south of the city, where the alleys were narrow and crowded. Every month on the day of the distribution, the carriages sent by each household to deliver rice and rice would block the alleyway to the limit. Sometimes, when the carriages were so crowded that they could not move, they would chat with each other nearby.
Xiao Nanhui always tried to avoid such things as much as possible. He always tried to be the first to apply for it when the Sinong Warehouse opened. After sending the carriage back home, he would go back to his room to catch up on some sleep.
But today's situation is special, and she might not be able to go back for a while.
"Where are the mushrooms I told you to buy?"
Wu Xiaoliu pulled out a paper bag made of green colored paper from behind his back, his eyes a little evasive: "Look, isn't it here?"
Xiao Nanhui picked up the paper bag and shook it, his eyes falling on the other party's duck legs and a pile of pancakes. A vein bulged on his forehead. "I asked you to buy fresh mushrooms, but you fooled me with some cheap stuff?"
Wu Xiaoliu knew he was in the wrong, but he still wanted to make a final argument: "Where can I buy fresh mushrooms in the middle of winter? Even if there are any, they must be ridiculously expensive. It's better to buy some real stuff..."
While the other party was still saying something, Xiao Nanhui had already stepped forward, grabbed the stack of cakes in the other party's hand and threw them into the carriage beside him.
The carriage shook, and the Shrike stood up suddenly. When he saw Xiao Nanhui's face, he rolled his eyes and fell back.
Xiao Nanhui grabbed the big head and shook him awake: "Hey, stop sleeping! Get up and work!"
Shrike angrily protected the round, pearl-like bun on his head and said, "Evil slave master Xiao Nanhui! I think even if I go to the Nu River to find a job as a porter, it will be better than being abused here by you!"
Xiao Nanhui ignored him completely, forced the reins into the other person's hands, and slapped the horse's butt.
"When you send this cart of goods back to the mansion, remember to have Uncle Chen count them and put them in the mansion's granary. Don't let them pile up outside and gather dust."
The sound of wheels mixed with the cursing of the shrike gradually faded away. Xiao Nan turned around, slapped half a duck leg from the fat man next to him, and threw him a handkerchief.
"Wipe the oil off your hands. I finally found you a set of clean clothes that fit you. If you get them dirty again, you'll be going out naked."
"Oh." Wu Xiaoliu wiped his hands with a frown, glancing at the duck legs on the ground. "Who are we going to meet later?"
"Meet your future God of Wealth."
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It takes about half an hour to walk from Xiaomeizhuang to Yanfu Street. If you walk faster, you can arrive half an hour earlier.
But now it was not long after New Year's Eve, and the streets and alleys were still immersed in the festive atmosphere. The number of people strolling around was much denser than usual. When Xiao Nanhui and Wu Xiaoliu rushed to Wangchen Tower, it was already dark.
The lights in Wangchen Tower were just beginning to come on. The colorful lanterns and curtains hung in the first month of the lunar year dazzled the attic overlooking the street. Beauties wrapped in thick fox furs leaned against the railings, their eyes as charming as silk, their words and smiles sweetly, hiding behind huge silk hydrangeas, and casting passionate glances at the people on the street.
Wu Xiaoliu had obviously not expected to witness such a scene, and suddenly became stage-frightened, hiding behind Xiao Nanhui with his head drooping, refusing to show his face. However, his body shape was difficult to hide, and his two fat, cramped hands were exposed, twisting and turning like two fat lotus roots that had become spirits.
Xiao Nanhui didn't pay attention to her, he just looked around for Yao Yi's figure.
She should have been quicker. At this moment when customers were about to arrive, it would be difficult to say a few words to the black-hearted rich man.
Grabbing a familiar waiter in the shop, she whispered, "Excuse me, Manager Yao..."
Before she finished speaking, she noticed that the boy's eyes were rolling behind her.
Xiao Nan turned around and saw that Yao Yi had leaned against the door frame at some point, staring at the twisting figure behind him with a sneer on his face.
Seeing that he seemed to be free, she quickly pulled him aside and explained her purpose.
"In short, you are always short of staff here, so just think of me as hiring a handyman. If I am worthy of you, maybe I can become your apprentice in the future." After explaining the cause and effect, she concluded.
Yao Yi's cheeks protruded slightly due to clenching his teeth, completely destroying the face shape that he was always proud of and that brought him wealth and good fortune.
"Xiao Nan replied to me and asked you, why are we friends?"
She blinked and said with absolute certainty, "Because we have similar interests."
Yao Yi closed his eyes tightly and continued to ask, "Master Qiu, the accountant of Wangchen Tower, has similar interests to mine. Why shouldn't I be friends with him instead of you?"
She thought hard: "Because I'm funnier than him?"
"You're funny, what the hell?!" Yao Yi's voice was so sharp and thin that it seemed to pierce the windows of the entire street. "Look at the people who dare to hang around in front of me in this building. How many of them are not beautiful and tender? Even a servant carrying a chamber pot has to be presentable! Where did you find this short and fat guy? How dare you squeeze him in here? Do you think this is a melon shed?!"
Xiao Nanhui was stunned by these words. After a moment's pause, he asked incredulously, "Could it be that you're willing to be friends with me because of my looks?"
Yao Yi pushed someone's face aside and walked straight towards Wu Xiaoliu, with his hands on his hips and a squinting look.
"You heard what I just said. I, Yao Yi, am notorious for being sarcastic and mean, but I'm not the type to be embarrassed by someone's words. If you still have some self-awareness, you should find a job elsewhere as soon as possible and stop wasting your time with me."
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