I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Taoran Ju could actually offer such good things to treat her.

Good wine is also intoxicating. Three women shared a pot of wine and drank it all up in a short while.

Ji Xiaobei: "Waiter, another pot of wine!"

Jiaojiao: ...Sister, even if we can take advantage of someone, we still have to be reserved!

Mrs. Song: ...

Manager Qin heard the shouting outside and was so scared that his legs were shaking.

This is the master's private collection of wine, which he usually doesn't want to drink.

He hurriedly replied to Fu Jichang.

"No, why did they drink so much wine? Give them a pot of good tea!" said Fu Jichang.

He Ye was surprised: "Who is that person over there? How could he let you take out your precious tea?"

Fu Jichang ignored him.

He Ye looked at Manager Qin again.

Manager Qin pretended not to see it and ran away quickly.

The tea leaves were also very precious. Just now when he went in to serve her tea, the woman drank it from a big bowl. My God, she was so generous.

Good tea is for tasting, not for quenching thirst.

If you want to quench your thirst, we have big bowls of tea!

But, we dare not disobey what the master says, right?

Manager Qin just felt that the woman drinking the big bowl of tea looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her.

I don’t know what’s wrong with the master today, he is so nice to Madam Song.

Taoranju has always treated its guests equally.

This is an exception! This is an exception!

Steward Qin brought the tea in with shaking hands and said with a smile, "Three of you, please enjoy it slowly. If you need anything, call me."

"Where's the wine?" Ji Xiaobei asked.

"Wine, the wine in Taoranju is limited, we can only supply one pot! You can drink more tea, take your time!"

After saying this, Shopkeeper Qin quickly retreated.

All three women were a little drunk.

She pulled off all the jewelry on Mrs. Song's head and threw them all over the table.

"Everyday I felt like there was a rock on my head, but now it feels much better." Mrs. Song touched her bald head.

"Mrs. Song, when Doctor Zheng's silver shop opens, I will pick out some exquisite and light pieces for you!"

Jiaojiao said with a smile.

As they were talking, there was another knock on the door, and the elder of the Sui clan was helped in.

"Mrs. Song!" He was about to kneel down as he entered the room, but was helped up by a maid.

"Thank you, elder Sui clan. Please take a seat! I'm asking you to come and sit down today. There's nothing serious to discuss!"

Mrs. Song wiped the jewelry on the table with her sleeves and put them all on the couch.

The elder of the Sui clan trembled and sat half of his butt on the stool.

Ji Xiaobei sobered up immediately and was able to get down to business.

The previous preparation is really long.

Jiaojiao also sat up straight and looked at the old man in front of her with respect.

This old man is really old.

His eyelids drooped over his eyes.

"Elder Sui, how old are you this year? How is your health?" Mrs. Song asked with a smile.

He pushed up his eyelids, tried to open his eyes and said:

"I am eighty-two years old now. Thanks to you, I have remained in good health!"

Mrs. Song coughed and said, "I invited you here today because I want to ask how many families live in Suijia Hutong now?"

Old Man Sui said without hesitation: "There are six houses in Suijia Hutong. The one in the middle belongs to my uncle. My cousin's grandson went to the south and rented it to a textile workshop..."

Ji Xiaobei raised his hand quietly: I am the one who rented the textile workshop!

Old Mrs. Sui continued, "My son, grandson, great-grandson, and great-great-grandson and I live in one household. The household in front of mine belongs to my second uncle..."

The elder of the Sui clan talked for a quarter of an hour before he finally explained the events of Suijia Hutong clearly.

Mrs. Song smiled and said, "Suijia Hutong has been in disrepair for a long time. When it rains, there is a lot of water in the hutong. I have a sister who wants to buy a hutong and she likes your hutong!"

Ji Xiaobei: I am the sister she mentioned.

Old Man Sui seemed to understand and turned to Ji Xiaobei.

Ji Xiaobei said bluntly: "Grandpa, I am the one who rented the textile workshop."

Old Mrs. Sui pushed her eyelids up again, stared with wide eyes for a while: I’ve never seen it before!

Ji Xiaobei: I haven’t met you either, but it doesn’t matter.

"There are weaving shops everywhere on the textile street in the south city, and the noise is so deafening.

You are old and need a quiet place. A large road has just been built in front of this street. It is very spacious. There is also a large area over there. At least six courtyards can be built... My sister wants to buy that alley and would like to discuss it with you!"

The old man thought for a while before he understood what Mrs. Song meant.

A hint of joy flashed across his face.

The house they lived in was quite old, and that street was basically full of textile workshops. It was okay in the winter, but in the summer the smell of weaving and dyeing was suffocating, and the insects and mosquitoes in the stinky ditch bit people so hard that their bodies were covered with lumps.

Many people have moved away, but the Sui family has limited financial resources and can only live there.

"Well, I, an old man, can't make the decision alone. I have to go back and discuss it with them!" The Sui clan elder opened his eyelids with all his strength, glanced at Ji Xiaobei, and then looked at Madam Song.

Mrs. Song saw that this was going to happen, so she smiled and said, "Sui clan elder, how are the arrangements for your eldest grandson's job going?"

The old man was shocked and stood up and said, "Thank you Madam Song for your concern. I haven't found a suitable one yet."

"I'll take care of it. Just wait and see!"

The old man from the Sui clan thanked him profusely: "I will definitely talk to them about this matter when I get back!"

Ji Xiaobei glanced at Mrs. Song, and Mrs. Song immediately understood what she meant.

"Xiaobei, when the Sui clan elder was young, he was a powerful figure. Even my Lord Song praised him. As for the demolition money, you can't give less!"

Ji Xiaobei patted his chest and said, "Sister Song, tell me how much to give."

Jiaojiao's heart tightened: the cost of moving, settling down, plus the money for buying a house, cannot exceed 50 taels per household.

She was afraid that Mrs. Song would say too much. The wives of officials usually did not take money seriously.

"Then each household will get 48 taels. Is that ok with you, elder? I'll wait for your letter."

"Okay, okay. Oh no, I mean, my house is fine. I have to go back and discuss with the others."

Ji Xiaobei didn't understand the reason why Mrs. Song offered the 48 taels, so he just nodded.

She saw that the people in that alley were not very wealthy, and originally wanted to give 80 taels to each family.

When the elder of the Sui clan left, he glanced at the food on the table and swallowed his saliva.

"Well, elder of the clan, if you don't mind, you can take these untouched things back with you..." said Mrs. Song.

The elder's eyes lit up again and he said, "That's fine, that's fine..."

Ji Xiaobei and the other two walked out of the private room, and the Sui clan elder was behind them directing the waiter to pack up their things.

He Ye and Fu Jichang stood on the third floor and watched Ji Xiaobei and Jiaojiao get on the donkey cart.

He Ye suddenly understood, this woman is not Miss Ji?

He looked at Fu Jichang with ill intentions: "Old Fu, you are not a good friend. I have asked for your tea so many times, but you are reluctant to give me a sip... You value women over friendship!"