The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

Although Chief Steward Du seems to be feeling sorry for the young master, he is actually loudly promoting his young master's recent spectacular move, or rather, his magnificent feat.

"Don't you see how old my young master is? He can come up with such an idea."

"If it happened in your family, it would be a grand occasion that would make the ancestors' graves smoke green smoke!"

"In the future, when our young master is glorious and adorned with gold and silver, you will be wearing patched clothes and laughing at us!"

The voice of Chief Steward Du resounded throughout the Tianxiang Tower.

No one interrupted his passionate "speech".

There were also many onlookers outside Tianxiang Tower.

They thought it was a place where they could watch a show for free, and since the waiter didn't drive them away, they all went over.

After hearing what Du Da Zongguan said, someone suddenly thought of something, took out the credentials in his pocket, and stood on tiptoe to look at the mud on the ground...

"Hey!" he shouted.

Everyone cooperated tacitly and made way for him.

It was the first time that he was looked at like this by everyone. He felt a little embarrassed but also had a sense of honor.

"Who are you? What are you shouting about? Stop disturbing our young master!"

Chief Steward Du seemed to have already incorporated Tianxianglou into his Du family's pocket and acted like the master of the house.

Everyone: Speechless, he can’t even shout as loud as you…

The young man who came in from outside was immediately scared.

He was wearing ordinary cloth clothes, and there was a group of well-dressed men and women inside. The strong contrast made his inferiority complex grow wildly.

In addition, he was yelled at by General Manager Du, and he stuttered when he spoke.

"I, I, I, I, I, my name is Zhang Qiang, I..."

"No, it doesn't matter who I am! What's important is, you're from the Du family, right? Is he Du Chunzhu?"

The young man changed his panic state and asked firmly.

Wow, with this speed of face changing, it would be a waste of talent if he didn’t appear on the Spring Festival Gala!

Mingyue threw away the melon seeds, found a place nearby to sit down, and watched what was happening below with her chin in her hand.

“…Yes, it’s us. W-what happened?”

Now it was the turn of Chief Steward Du to stutter.

"It's you guys! Hurry up and pay the money! Or give me back the potatoes!"

Talking about this, the young man almost cried.

He originally thought that a piece of potato was worth one or two taels of silver, which was quite valuable, so he gave all his wealth at home to Du Chun.

As a result, he not only didn't get the money, but was also scolded by his parents. After all, in their eyes, seeds are the roots of farmers.

The young man regretted his decision and was worried about not being able to find the person when he ran into her by chance.

"What...what silver?" Chief Steward Du began to play dumb. "Don't come here to slander our Du family for no reason."

The young man unfolded the evidence in his hand. "It's clearly written here in black and white, and there's even your young master's fingerprint!"

Others outside also squeezed in, "And us, and us!"

"We also want to settle accounts with Master Du. Master Du can't do this to us!"

"Either return the silver or return the potatoes!"

"I don't want potatoes, I want silver!"

Everyone was talking at once, it was even noisier than the morning market.

The mud on the ground was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly woken up by the noise. He shouted in a daze, "Shut up!"

He turned around and planned to go back to sleep, mumbling, "This bed is too hard. Why doesn't it even have a quilt? A-choo."

Seeing that he was awake, the young man rushed over and picked him up, "Du Chunzhu! It's you, hurry up and return the money!"

"Yes, give me money! Give me money!"

Du Chunzhu felt like his head was about to explode, but his body was still light.

When he rubbed the mucus away and opened his eyes, he was suddenly frightened by the large group of people. "Ahhh, who are you? Why are you in my house?"

He thought he was really at home resting in bed and had just woken up.

My brain froze for a few seconds before I realized that someone was actually holding me!

And there are so many people watching!

How embarrassing!

"Ahhh, put me down!"

"Where is this? Where have you taken me?"

Du Chunzhu was almost crying.

Chief Steward Du stepped forward and resolutely pushed away the young man who was holding his young master.

However, he didn't expect that as soon as the person loosened his grip, his young master fell on his butt.

"Ouch!"

"Why did you just let go without saying anything?"

Chief Steward Du touched his nose. He didn't mean to say that. "Master, Master, are you okay?"

"Master Du, why are you here too?"

When he was confused, Du Chunzhu even had tears in his eyes when he saw someone familiar.

"Master, don't cry, let's go home."

His gentle voice soothed the stimulation Du Chunzhu had just received.

"Yeah, let's go home."

They seem to be living a peaceful life, but others don’t agree!

"Don't leave!"

"Yes, you haven't paid me back yet!"

"I haven't paid for the food and drinks yet, and I haven't compensated for the broken items."

Everyone was talking at once and not letting the Du family leave.

Du Chunzhu frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Do you know who I am?"

This tone is too confident.

This made the others a little uncertain, "Master...Du?"

"Yeah, you know."

"You know, how dare you treat me like this?"

Du Chunzhu was a little angry. How could anyone ride on his head?

"Humph, now you are ignoring me, but in the future, I will make it so that you can't reach me!"

"Puchi" a sudden laugh came from the crowd.

"Who's laughing? Who dares to laugh?!" Du Chunzhu looked around, trying to find that person. "Believe it or not, in the future, when I have a monopoly on the potato industry, even if you all kneel down and beg me, I won't give you a penny!"

monopoly?

Potato?

industry?

What do you mean?

"You don't understand!" Du Chunzhu laughed, "I learned this from my uncle. Who is my uncle? He's a famous imperial merchant!"

"Who's like that little girl, Princess Mingzhu, pushing away such a precious thing? And giving it away for free? I think she's crazy!"

Mingyue: Exome? Something's wrong with your brain? Me?

"If it were me, I would definitely keep these things in my hands and sell them at a high price. You may not know that these potatoes are the favorites of the rich and powerful now."

"By then, even if I sell a gold ingot, I'm afraid someone will rush to buy it from me."

If Du Chunzhu had a tail, it would have been flying high into the sky by now.

When talking about Mingyue, his face was full of disgust.

"Kang Dang"

A teacup fell from the sky and pierced the tip of Du Chunzhu's shoe. If it had been a little longer, Du Chunzhu's foot would have been broken.