Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 33 Our game

"hiss……"

He Xiao took a breath, this middle-aged woman was even more heroic than him.

Could it be that I guessed wrong? The thing is real, and Lao Ma didn’t make any mistakes?

Turning his head and glancing at Ma Weidu, He Xiao leaned in front of his ear and asked in a low voice: "Is Marquis Qinglu really from the Western Zhou Dynasty?"

Ma Weidu frowned and shook his head slightly, "Imitated from the Republic of China."

Wow! You old horse, you really did a good job.

He Xiao immediately let go of his hand and took two steps back with a look of disgust.

Well, this didn’t trick me, but it was sold to an innocent middle-aged woman.

He Xiao looked at Ma Weidu with disdain. He didn't offend him. He was really wicked.

"What's that look in your eyes?" Ma Weidu said depressedly.

Ma Weidu glanced at him but said nothing.

Ma Weidu couldn't stand his contemptuous look and explained directly.

"Then we have to choose a big restaurant. I won't go to a small place."

Seeing He Xiao staring at him, Feng Gang was a little embarrassed, "Brother, what happened today..."

But think about it, it’s not easy for people to succeed later.

At most, he is just a fool. Using money to hit people is not considered evil. Look at Lao Ma. Well, he directly deceives people. He is really a scheming master.

He Xiao immediately became unhappy. He thought about it, and from the woman's perspective, he was definitely an accomplice.

Go ahead, it’s unfair, he is obviously a victim too.

Ma Weidu packed up his things and called the two of them.

Feng Gang glanced back at Ma Weidu and smiled awkwardly.

Glancing at young Xiao Feng, He Xiao felt happy.

In this summer, mutton-boiled meat is really not too hot.

He Xiao was shocked. Don't look at Lao Ma's simple words, pouring things into Xiangjiang. If you don't have the power, you can't do it.

Afraid that He Xiao wouldn't know this place, Ma Weidu mentioned the previous name of this restaurant again, "It used to be called Dong Laishun, but now it's called National Restaurant."

Hey, what kind of brain does he have? Even Feng Gang, ahem, Feng Gang has forgotten that he is just like Lao Ma, they are all playing together in the Beijing circle.

Ma Weidu glanced at He Xiao, and the two of them didn't know each other.

I glanced around and saw that there were quite a lot of people in the store. These people really worked hard for delicious food.

"Ethnic Restaurant, do you want to go?"

Ma Weidu was very tired and too lazy to continue talking.

The mutton on the blue and white porcelain plate is bright red and as thin as paper. The chef in the shop is really good at it.

"Then definitely go."

Ma Weitu glanced at him helplessly, and then said: "Pour something into the Xiangjiang River."

But thinking about it, He Xiao was happy again, "Old Ma, you cheated others today, and they might have to come back to you in the future."

Late Ming and early Qing?

"Old Ma, it's not my fault. It's because you have no money and you can't afford it. How can you not let me buy it?"

When the mutton was brought over, He Xiao took a special look.

Oops.

Not only must he be powerful, he must also be sinister and scheming, otherwise he won't be able to do it.

"If I can't divide it, I can at most treat you to dinner."

…

Three thousand yuan is a lot of money in this era. His current monthly salary is only forty or fifty.

"As for it? Oh, as for it! That's a rosewood bed from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Do you think it's as good as that? It's so bad."

"hiss……"

He Xiao felt happy again. It has been almost four hundred years since the end of Ming Dynasty. This wooden bed is really a good treasure.

Just pour something into Xiangjiang...

he...tui!

He Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then a name came to his mind.

He Xiao rolled his eyes. According to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, he was still a prince. Who doesn't have a powerful ancestor?

Ma Weidu was so angry that when he thought about this, his teeth itched with hatred.

"Come on, don't look at me like that. Do you know who that woman is? She is not an ordinary person. She has a dark heart."

He was quite confused now. He didn't know whether he made a profit or a loss after selling the Bronze Lord to this owner.

“Shabu-shabu mutton?”

Wearing shorts and a shirt, He Xiao sat at the round table, somewhat speechless.

"Bah, that Bronze Lord of the Republic of China is my own thing."

"Hey, this is nothing. Brother Ma, if you need anything in the future, just call me and I will be there."

"Xiao Feng?"

It was dipped in a little of the special condiments made in the store, and as soon as he put it into his mouth, he was shuddering.

Isn’t this purely traitorous?

Well, not really, my ancestors were not Han Chinese.

"This depends on the previous dynasty, she is a bitch..."

"Who is that person? Tell me."

"Hey, don't say goodbye. I'm only seventeen this year and I'm still young. I should call you brother. This matter today is a grudge between me and Lao Ma and has nothing to do with you."

Tsk, shook his head, He Xiao couldn't care about this matter, he could only curse a few words in his heart.

Glancing at Lao Ma and the thin stall owner who were packing their things, He Xiao felt unhappy again.

After accepting the three thousand yuan handed over by the skinny stall owner, Ma Weidu felt a little better.

Whether it's a white face or a black face, you have to say something.

"Lao Ma, I haven't settled the score with you yet. Are you trying to cheat me today? Are you too evil-minded? Shouldn't I just cut you off once? Are you trying to trick me?"

"Okay, let's go, I'll treat you two to dinner."

He Xiao didn't say anything, and just kept looking at Lao Ma with disdain.

He Xiao became interested, he pricked up his ears and listened curiously.

After saying that, he walked to the stall and packed up his things.

"Lao Ma, stop talking nonsense, just tell me what she does now."

Cutting off the Hu is correct.

Hey, more sinister than Lao Ma?

He Xiao glanced in the direction where the woman was walking. He was very curious. He quickly walked to Lao Ma and started to inquire.

He wanted to go directly to the public security bureau to report Lao Ma.

"Well, you old man, no, since we are an accomplice, I will have a share of the three thousand yuan sold!"

Seeing that He Xiao wanted to speak, he took the initiative and said: "That woman just now may seem ordinary to you, but when it comes to her identity, she is extraordinary."

Today's matter was messed up, and he no longer had the shame to worry about the rosewood bed.

Seeing that the water in the copper pot started to gush, He Xiao was not polite, picked up his chopsticks and started to pick up the mutton on the blue and white porcelain plate.

…

"What's our game? Huh?"

He is now just like Lao Ma's little brother.

The mutton was thin, so he rinsed it twice and then picked it up.

He Xiao was startled, then quickly interrupted him.

But, if he can trick Gege, this accomplice will just do it, it’s not a big deal.

With these three thousand yuan, he could finally collect some of the things he liked.

"Are you going or not?"

Ma Weidu frowned and glanced at the silly He Xiao, "It's not me who makes the game, it's our game!"

"Xiao Feng, you're coming too. Thank you for your hard work today."

"Forget it, we're even."

Fresh, tender and fragrant, the taste is simply amazing.

The mutton was good and the condiments were good. He Xiao took the chopsticks and quickly started to rinse it again.

Feng Gang opposite him was just like him, holding the chopsticks and not letting go.

Among the three people at the table, Ma Weidu was the more particular one. After eating the mutton, he had to savor it before taking off his chopsticks.

(End of chapter)