Dressed as a young widow in ancient times and opened the live broadcast system

Chapter 50 Coming to Zheng Mansion
If Zhao Chuji really wanted to stay at home and not go out, one would be dangerous, the Lin family might come to arrest him at any time; the other would be easy to be bitten back, saying that she hid the Lin family's wife to plot evil.

As long as Zhao Chuji was always active in front of people, what Lin Xiu'e said would be nonsense.

Zhao Yun made full preparations to meet Zheng Yayu, but she never expected that Ms. Zheng didn't come at all the next day.

Mrs. Zhou didn't know why she wanted to make friends with a lady from a rich family, but she felt that a person like Miss Zheng didn't pay attention to ordinary people like them. Yesterday, when she said that she wanted to try it, it was probably just casual talk. Only Zhao Yun took it seriously.

But Zhao Yun didn't think so, she felt that she was accurate in judging people, "Probably not, Miss Zheng didn't seem to be in good health yesterday, it's very likely that she was ill, that's why she missed the appointment."

She was thinking about whether to use the relay eye to watch, and she was afraid of seeing the girl's privacy. When she was struggling, a girl dressed as a maid came.

Zhao Yun saw that she was wearing the uniform clothes of the servants of the Zheng family, so she took the initiative to greet her.

Although the Zheng family is a merchant's family, they abide by etiquette from the master to the servants, and this maid feels very comfortable.

She smiled apologetically at Zhao Yun: "I'm here to tell you on behalf of my lady, she is unwell and unable to go out, and she may not be able to enjoy the new products prepared by the shopkeeper."

Hearing this, Zhao Yun looked embarrassed, "Miss is sick? What can I do? My new product is specially prepared for Miss. Except for Miss Zheng, it is difficult for others to give any useful comments even if they eat it."

As she spoke, she laid out all kinds of Xuemei Niang, small cakes and towel rolls, all of which were exquisite and mouth-watering, and the maid stared straight at her eyes.

Those who can serve Zheng Yayu all the year round will inevitably be infected with similar living habits. Zhao Yun observed it and took out a pre-made Xuemei Niang, "Sister, I am really worried about Miss, let me go to see it." Do you see her?"

"If it really doesn't work, it's okay to just send these desserts in. It's all my heart."

It's really hard to say no to this kind of request.

The servant girl really wanted to remain unmoved, but the one she sent over was Xue Mei Niang.

They sell one or two taels of silver for one outside, but the young lady can only buy two at a time, eat one for herself, and give one to the mistress at home.

But now, she can prostitute one for nothing, who can refuse such pleasure?

The maid couldn't hold back in the end, and took over the white and chubby Xue Mei Niang, "Come with me, I'll let you know, Miss should see you."

Although the maid didn't know why, after all, she had served Miss Zheng for so many years, and she could feel that Miss really treated the shopkeeper differently.

Zhao Yun could leave, but without her, only Zhou and Zhao Chuji remained in the shop.

One of these two people has no foresight, and their talents and skills are all focused on cursing, and the other is a poor little girl who has just been picked up. Let alone let her sell goods, she will stutter when she meets strangers.

Zhao Yun sighed, because she took it for granted, and thought that there were two people to help, so she let Wang stay at home.It was clear that Miss Zheng was ill, but she didn't think about other possibilities at all, and didn't hold back.

"Sister, go, I'm fine, I can take care of myself, don't worry." Zhao Chuji was afraid that he would cause even the slightest bit of trouble to others.

Zhao Yun nodded and looked at Mrs. Zhou, "I'll get back to you as soon as I go, I just need to do one thing well, absolutely not let the Lin family take her away."

On this point, Mrs. Zhou can make a firm guarantee, "Mother, don't worry, ten more people like Lin Xiu'e will not be my opponent."

She is a pregnant woman now, no one will give in to anyone who sees her. As long as she stands forward with her belly upright, no one will dare to touch her.

It has to be said that Zhou Shi is using the piece of meat in his stomach as a biochemical weapon, but the effect is quite good and it is true.

Seeing that the two were very cooperative, Zhao Yun felt relieved and went to Zheng's mansion with the maid.

Logically speaking, a foreigner like him should wait outside, but the oppression who brought her in obviously had a high status, so he directly led her into the main hall, and asked someone to pour a cup of tea for her, and waited for a while.

The entire Zheng family feels very comfortable. If they hadn't known in advance that the Zheng family was in business, they would have thought it was a scholarly family.

It was the first time for many people in the live broadcast room to see this kind of ancient big family, and they immediately had a heated discussion.

[Although it is murder, it doesn't look like a nouveau riche made of money. 】

[Of course, there is still a big difference between generational accumulation and a villain getting rich. 】

[When will Yunyun be able to win over her mother and live in such a big yard. 】

Zhao Yun's mouth twitched twice.

The people in the live broadcast room really think highly of her. She herself is not sure that she will make a fortune in the future, but these viewers have high hopes for her.

Some people in the live broadcast room wanted her to walk around and show them the ancient courtyards, but Zhao Yun had something to ask for today, and it is not appropriate to wander around until she gets a reply, so she did not agree to these barrage requests.

[Such a small anchor has such a bad attitude, he will never be a big anchor in his life. 】

【I just let you walk around and have a look, and I didn't make it difficult for you. What are you afraid of?What a bumpkin. 】

Zhao Yun frowned.

The good aunt Yunyun saw one black and one black, and she moved very fast, fighting while blacking out.

[I'm dying of laughter, how much do you tip to embarrass yourself here? 】

【If you don't live in Interstellar, you don't even have the opportunity to watch the live broadcast, and you can't even tell the difference between politeness and propriety and stage fright. If you don't need your eyes, just shut your eyes. 】

"I don't only pay attention to viewers who have tipped me, I only accept reasonable requests." Zhao Yun took a sip of hot tea, "In addition, it is the times that make progress, not individuals. Your superior criticism of me is only Makes you look more stupid."

Zhao Yun is a person who regards live broadcasting as a hobby, and after his popularity has risen, he will also meet strange audiences.

No wonder those who engage in self-media are under a lot of pressure now.

The live broadcast room was rectified by her and the good aunt, and it quieted down a lot, and the previous maid just happened to come back.

"The shopkeeper, come with me, the lady said she wants to see you." She stuffed a heater for Zhao Yun, "Our lady is cold, the boss and the shopkeeper warm up first before going in to see her."

So Zhao Yun had no choice but to warm himself up before talking.

Miss Zheng's boudoir was at the end of Zheng's mansion, and Zhao Yun followed the maids around to get there.

As soon as she put her hand on the door panel, she felt a chill that quickly spread from her fingertips to her entire palm.

Zhao Yun trembled twice, feeling cold and still living in such a shady room, can this disease be cured?

She pushed the door open with a little force, and with a creaking sound, a gust of wind rushed towards her face, making her hair stand on end.

(End of this chapter)