Dressed as a middle-aged mistress, I want to lie down every day

The reason for these two shops to close down was indeed because of the incident that happened when welcoming guests.

One of the owners originally wanted to sell the shop. He was old and had three sons. According to the rules, the shop should be left to the eldest son.

But the second brother was born to a concubine, and he had always been the shopkeeper, contributing the most. The third brother was also born to a concubine, and the two brothers were of one mind.

If the shop is left to the eldest son, he won't be able to run it well, and the shop might even be lost in the future.

It would be better to sell it to the three of us, and let whoever has the ability do the work himself.

Another owner was reluctant to sell the shop passed down from his ancestors, but his mother had been in poor health in recent years. He heard that Mrs. Chang was possessed by Mrs. He, and she forced him to sell the shop, saying that even Mrs. He, who was a noble lady, could not withstand it. What if she ran to their house and possessed her?

My old mother said she wanted to live a few more years.

But his wife and mother had the same idea and asked him if he didn't sell the shop because he was like Mr. Chang and had a second wife outside.

Both owners found a middleman to find out what the current price would be.

They happened to meet at the broker's place and learned that Mr. Mo had bought Yingkelai, so they discussed asking someone to use their connections to meet Mr. Mo.

The most important thing is that there are strange rumors outside, saying that when Mr. Mo was in office, he often went to the palace and met the emperor, and that he had more yang energy than ordinary people.

Some people also saw with their own eyes that Mr. Mo came that day and Mrs. Chang ran away in fear.

What does it mean?

No need to say it explicitly, everyone believes it.

Mo Yuanji didn't agree immediately, saying he needed to think about it, as it was too sudden. He also tactfully explained that he didn't have the extra money and might not be able to buy it, so he told the two to go ask the broker again.

The two owners nodded and said, "We'll discuss that later. As long as Mr. Mo is willing to buy the shop, we will be very grateful."

Mo Yuanji came to his daughter in person and told her what happened.

Mo Chenxi was surprised at first, then said, "Buy it, just like Yingkelai, at a 40% discount."

Mo Yuanji said worriedly, "If that's the case, we really don't have enough money. If we don't rebuild it, it won't be satisfactory. If we tear it down and rebuild it again, the money won't be enough."

Mo Chenxi said, "Dad, can you lend me some money? Not the kind that's usurious, but with a higher interest rate. That way, if we open a restaurant, everyone in the capital will notice it. As long as the food is good, we won't have to worry about not making back the money."

Mo Yuanji said, "I'll think about it again. Your eldest brother can go back and call your second brother. We need to sit down together as a family to discuss this matter."

Mo Yuanji came out of He's house and strolled to East Street to take a look.

As soon as I walked out of the alley onto East Street, someone came up to me very attentively, "Mr. Mo, right? I'm from Zhaoji Sauce-Fragrant Braised Meat Shop. No, I have a freshly braised pork elbow. Please have a taste of it, Mr. Mo."

Mo Yuanji recognized that it was Zhao Dongjia who ran the braised meat shop, a century-old shop, and he had come here to buy things in person before.

He politely clasped his fists and said, "No, no, I've already eaten."

Zhao Dongjia didn't care and insisted on dragging Mo Yuanji into the store.

Mo Yuanji didn't want to argue with people on the street, so he thought that at worst he could just buy two pounds of braised meat.

Zhao Dongjia asked him to sit down and told the waiter at the counter, "Bring a large platter."

He personally served tea and stood beside Mo Yuanji.

Mo Yuanji had never been treated like this in his entire life. Even when he went shopping, the shopkeepers were usually nice, but never this bad. Did all the businesses on East Street rely on the owner standing at the door to attract customers?

He took a bite and said, "It tastes good. I used to buy your braised meat often. It's delicious."

The shopkeeper on the side smiled and said to the waiter, "Cut another large platter and ask Mr. Mo to take it away later."

Mo Yuanji wondered, no matter how bad the business was, you couldn't force people to buy or sell.

Forget it, I'll buy two and send one to my daughter later.

He smiled and said, "I'm so sorry, I really ate. So, fill two for me. How much is it?"

Zhao Dongjia waved his hands hurriedly, "How can I accept Master Mo's money? Master Mo is willing to do me a favor, and I am very grateful."

Mo Yuanji took out the silver, but Zhao Dongjia refused to accept it and pushed Mo Yuanji out of the store.

Mo Yuanji carried two large platters of braised meat out of the store, but after thinking about it, he decided not to go back inside.

During the ritual that day, Zhao Dongjia saw Mr. Mo carrying his daughter on the carriage. Since there was no business today, he went out to see if other families had any business.

As soon as he saw Mo Yuanji outside, he recognized him and suddenly had an idea. He shamelessly walked up to him and dragged Mr. Mo in.

Isn't it said that Mr. Mo has a lot of yang energy and good fortune? Then sitting in his shop is better than performing a ritual.

Business people pay more attention to these things than ordinary people.

Mo Yuanji was a person who didn't want to take advantage of others, so the next day he sent his servants to buy some more braised meat. He happened to have an appointment with Eunuch Liang in the evening, so he brought it to him.

Who knows if it's a coincidence or something, but the braised meat sold at Zhao Dong's braised meat shop recently is less than half of what it used to be. But the day after he dragged Mo Yuanji in, the braised meat was sold out in the morning, and they had to braise some more quickly.

There is a pancake shop next to him. Everyone who does business there keeps an eye on which shop is doing well and which is doing poorly.

The boss immediately thought of how Mr. Mo was dragged in by Boss Zhao yesterday. His business was next to the braised meat shop, and it was better than usual today, but not as obvious as the braised meat shop.

When he was free, he asked Zhao Dongjia, but Zhao Dongjia refused to admit it. Later, he quietly told the owner of the pancake shop that it was indeed because of Mr. Mo.

The owner of the pancake shop did nothing the next day and just stared outside.

Now that Mr. Mo has bought Yingkelai, he will definitely come here often.

Mo Yuanji waited for his youngest son to come over, and then took his two sons to East Street again, wanting his sons to see the shops on the left and right sides of Yingkelai.

Just as he entered East Street, he was suddenly grabbed by a man who jumped out of a shop.

The man nodded and bowed, "Master Mo, I am from Ma Ji Shaobing Shop. I would like to invite Master Mo to come in and try my Shaobing."

Seeing the shopkeeper holding his arm tightly, Mo Yuanji said to his son, "Go buy some."

Then he gently said to the shop owner, "Your shop is also an old shop. My son loved eating your sesame cakes when he was little."

That's just a polite remark.

But the shopkeeper grabbed Mo Yuanji's arm and refused to let go. "Mr. Mo likes to eat it. From now on, you can come to my house to buy sesame cakes for free. Please come to the shop and sit down and rest your feet. I will pour you some tea."

Mo Yuanji declined politely, saying he had something else to do.

But he saw that the shop owner was older than him, with white hair and a look as if he was about to cry.

I don’t know what the reason is, but anyway, they won’t poison him, so just go in.

After entering, it was just like the day at the braised meat shop, with all kinds of sesame cakes served. Mo Yuanji asked his son to settle the bill, thinking of taking some back to the neighbor next door.

But the store owner refused to accept the money, saying that accepting the money would be a slap in his face.

Mo Yuanji now thought that it might be related to the rumors. He met Eunuch Liang yesterday and told him everything. He joked that if the rumors continued, he would be used as a stunner.

Mo Yuanji left the pancake shop and hurried home, asking his son to find out. It turned out to be true.

When Eunuch Liang heard what Mo Yuanji said that day, he was shocked at first. It turned out that it was Mo who was possessed. When he learned that Mo Yuanji had bought Yingkelai, he wanted to help him.

Knowing that another pancake shop owner had dragged Mo Yuanji into the shop, he arranged for some people to go to those two shops to buy things. It wouldn't cost much money to buy things for half a month.