Ever since they had drinks together that day, Yi Mu and Zi Ruo have often gone to eat next door.
He bought the groceries, Hu Tianqin cooked them, and they also brought some fruit wine.
Yi Mu was intimidated by his enormous drinking capacity last time and refused to drink anything anymore.
Once Hu Tianqin touched the wine jar, he couldn't control himself. He didn't let Yi Mu drink too much, telling him to just have a couple of small drinks.
At the dinner table, Shao Shao and Zi Ruo talked about the academy.
After what happened to the teacher that day, none of the children in the school dared to bully Ziru anymore.
The most important thing is that Ziruo's personality gradually became more cheerful.
He actively made friends, and with Shao Shao standing by him, few people could refuse him.
Ziruo smoothly integrated into the school
Hu Tianqin has recently run into some trouble. He doesn't trust others much and only wants to confide in Yi Mu.
“There’s a matchmaker who comes to my shop every other day recently, saying she wants to set me up with someone. I’ve told her I’m not in a hurry to get married, but she keeps bothering me. There are people around making a fuss about it, and I can’t do anything about it. It’s driving me crazy.”
Several days had passed since the matchmaker went to find Yi Mu, and he hadn't initially thought about it that way.
Hu Tianqin only turned his head slightly when Liu Yuanwai was mentioned.
"Miss Liu the Second?"
Hu Tianqin looked at his expression and, unable to tell whether it was gloating or something else, burst out laughing.
"They even played matchmaker for you?"
Yimu repeated what he had said at the time.
Hu Tianqin gave him a thumbs up: "Brother, your move is brilliant."
The fact that the Liu family was able to maintain a foothold in the capital, a city teeming with influential people, shows that Master Liu himself was quite powerful.
Hu Tianqin wanted to live a peaceful life with Shao Shao, so he didn't want to offend Master Liu.
Not two days after these words were spoken, someone gave Hu Tianqin some bad advice.
"Since you don't want to marry the second young lady of the Liu family, then try to ruin your reputation by going to gambling dens and brothels, and find a lover. Then the matchmaker will naturally not want you."
Hu Tianqin thought this method was feasible, so he stopped opening his shop in the morning and went to the gambling den first thing in the morning.
For martial arts masters, the trajectory of the dealer's wrist movements as he rolls the dice is analyzed and filtered repeatedly.
Finally, the dice box is placed on the table, so that if the dealer cheats, any changes in the dice rolls will be immediately apparent.
At first, Hu Tianjin was incredibly lucky; his several dozen coins quickly turned into three taels of silver.
The farmer, with a mole on the corner of his mouth and a pointed, monkey-like face, stared at him several times, his wrist swinging more and more wildly.
Hu Tianqin's expression, like that of the people around him, was one of madness caused by his gambling addiction.
He bet on small this time, and it seems his good luck ran out; he lost.
From then on, no matter whether you bet big or small, you bet every time, and you lose every time.
Hu Tianjin lost all the money he brought, plus the money he had won before, at the gambling table.
The man, praised by everyone for his honesty and integrity, suddenly lost his temper in the gambling den, kicked over the gambling table, and yelled that someone was cheating.
Hu Tianqin was beaten up by the thugs in the gambling den and thrown out.
One of the thugs spat at him and said disdainfully, "If you don't have money to play, go home. You're just making a fool of yourself here."
Passersby pointed and whispered about Hu Tianjin, who was lying on the ground in a disheveled state, expressing their disgust and criticism.
"I never expected him to be this kind of person. I really misjudged him before."
"Gambling in broad daylight, what a worthless man."
Hu Tianqin and the other onlookers left, and he got up from the ground without a care, dusting off his clothes.
Holding the purse he'd swiped from the farmer's pocket, Hu Tianqin thought about how he was almost out of rice at home and decided to buy ten jin (about 5 kg) on his way back.
At noon, Yi Mu returned from the brothel.
As soon as I stepped into the neighboring yard, I saw the bruises on Hu Tianqin's face.
Hu Tianqin urged him to come in and eat: "I've cooked Dongpo pork and a soft-shelled turtle. Old Li's bamboo leaf green tea just opened today, and it smells intoxicating."
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