Ye Yuanxiu was a young master from a wealthy family. Even if he wasn't from a top-tier aristocratic family, he was still very popular because of his good looks and excellent academic performance. Even some young masters from prominent families would treat him like a brother, and he had never suffered any disrespect from them.
Now that Tang's father, a small restaurant owner, dared to humiliate him and his grandmother in front of so many people, Ye Yuanxiu couldn't stand it. His face darkened instantly, and he angrily said, "You open the door to welcome customers? Do you even know how to do business?"
“You are enemies, not guests. Please leave, or I will have someone make you leave!” Mr. Tang said firmly.
Tang Yufen gave Tang's father a deep look, then glanced at Gu Nianci and the others beside him. She roughly understood what was going on and cursed her bad luck. She had finally found a restaurant she liked, but it was related to Sheng Xinlan.
And it seems their relationship is quite close.
That old witch Sheng Xinlan is still the same as before, adept at bewitching people. She can win over her subordinates with just a little bit of benefit. Humph, they're all a bunch of fools!
Tang Yufen thought that Baiweiju was Sheng Xinlan's business, and that Tang's father was the old lady's subordinate.
"It's just a meal, and you've turned it into a feud? I really don't understand restaurants in mainland China. Back in Hong Kong, once they open their doors, even if it's a matter of life and death, we have to greet them with a smile. Boss, you're not quite there yet!"
Humiliated in public, Tang Yufen, no matter how shrewd she was, couldn't contain her anger. She frowned and launched into a sarcastic remark, looking utterly arrogant.
Mr. Tang was honest and kind, but not good at talking. Although he was unconvinced, he couldn't find the words to refute him, and his face turned red.
Just as Ye Qingqing was about to retort, the old lady stopped her, walked up to Tang Yufen, and said coldly, "Tang Yufen, fifty years ago, your own mother wanted to sell you to Zuihualou to be a prostitute. Your mother had already received money from the madam. If I hadn't offered five times the price, with your looks and clever tongue, becoming the top courtesan of Zuihualou wouldn't have been difficult. In truth, I did hinder your future, no wonder you resent me."
The other guests looked at each other, not understanding the old lady's nonsensical words. What was this "Drunken Flower Pavilion"?
Several older customers understood immediately and explained in a low voice, "Fifty years ago, Zuihualou was the most famous brothel in Pingjiang. Back then, many rich young men went there to have fun. Qiu Haitang, the former top courtesan of Zuihualou, was redeemed by a warlord and became his seventh concubine."
"That's good! No wonder that dignified old lady said it hindered that cunning old lady's future!" The young man deeply felt that the old lady's words made a profound sense.
What a perfect match between a beautiful woman and a hero!
Just like Xiao Fengxian and General Cai in the past, there are still many plays and stories about them being performed to this day!
The elderly man sneered disdainfully, "What a load of rubbish! Prostitutes are heartless, actors are ungrateful. Once you enter the world of prostitution, you can never escape. How many prostitutes throughout history have had a good end? That Qiu Haitang couldn't stand the loneliness and had an affair with the warlord's adjutant. The warlord shot her dead. After she died, she didn't even have a coffin. She was just wrapped in a tattered straw mat and thrown into a mass grave!"
The young people were horrified. They never imagined that the beautiful love story they had imagined between a hero and a heroine would end so tragically. Alas!
Indeed, love only exists in legends; once you peel back the layers, what you find is only the bloody truth.
"That shrewish old lady must be ungrateful, she's really unacceptable!" The old man was knowledgeable and had a sharp eye. He could roughly guess the grudge between the old lady and Tang Yufen just by listening to what she said.
The whispers of these people were not quiet, and much of it reached Tang Yufen's ears. Her face darkened further, and she glared at the old lady with resentment.
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