Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

"What? You want me to show up in person to get a few items? You're such a bunch of unruly people, acting just like the Xiao family. It's true that dogs follow their masters."

Mrs. Meng was furious. With a wave of her slender hand, she swept all the tea sets on the table away.

The house was suddenly filled with the crackling sound of shattering porcelain, and the harsh sound seemed to be mixed with Mrs. Meng's deep resentment and heartbreak.

"Madam, this is the last intact set of tea set in the house..." the little maid beside her reminded timidly, her voice as soft as a mosquito's.

As soon as she finished speaking, the little maid was glared at by Madam Meng, "Do you need me to tell you that?"

The little maid's heart trembled and she quickly lowered her head.

At this time, the head maid beside Madam Meng gently gave the younger maid a look, and the younger maid understood and hurriedly left.

After the maid left, she continued, "Would Madam like to go there in person?"

Madam Meng sat down and said, "Go, and fire those tactless guys in the shop."

Yayunzhai.

Mrs. Meng led her people into the door of Yayunzhai angrily. Seeing this, the shop owner hurriedly came out from behind the counter and greeted them with a smile on his face.

"Mrs. Meng, what brings you here?"

Madam Meng's face turned pale, and she ignored the shopkeeper's greetings. "Are you the shopkeeper here?"

"Yes."

There were still three or two customers in the shop. Mrs. Meng was embarrassed to lose her temper and could only frown and keep signaling the shopkeeper with her eyes.

The shopkeeper was also a smart man. He understood what she meant immediately and quickly and politely asked the guests to leave. He also closed the door after they left.

Once the door closed, Madam Meng no longer held back, her pent-up anger surging like a tide. "Just now, I sent my maid here to get some goods. Why didn't you allow me to do so?"

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed. "Our shop has strict rules. If the owner wants to take a large amount of goods, he must show up in person to prevent scoundrels from impersonating the owner and stealing our treasures."

"Besides, Madam Meng wants to take not just a few things, but dozens. As the shopkeeper, I am loyal to my master and must fulfill my duties conscientiously. I dare not slack off in the slightest."

Madam Meng: "Zi Yan is my confidant, her orders are my orders."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper still adhered to his principles: "Madam Meng, the two cannot be compared. Rules are rules. If everyone disregards the established rules, how can the shop last long?"

Mrs. Meng's face became increasingly gloomy, and her dissatisfaction with the shopkeeper grew stronger.

Seeing this, Zi Yan stepped forward and said, "Boss, since the Madam has come in person, why don't you quickly prepare everything the Madam has asked for."

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed. "Mrs. Meng wants a large amount of things. If you want to take them all, you need to write a receipt as proof."

"Do I need to sign a receipt to take things from my own shop?" Mrs. Meng looked sarcastic, as if she had heard the most incredible joke in the world.

"Don't blame me, Madam Meng. This is also the store's rule. We are just worried that the owner will forget about this matter in the future. We also want to have a clear explanation so that we won't be blamed for no reason." The shopkeeper's smile remained unchanged.

Mrs. Meng waved her hand impatiently, unwilling to waste any more words with such a stubborn person. "Zi Yan, just sign it for me."

The shopkeeper rejected Madam Meng's proposal, "Madam Meng, this document is of great importance. You must write it in your own handwriting."

After the document is signed.

The shopkeeper sent the man away with a smile on his face, "I will deliver what Madam Meng needs to your house today."

After closing the door, the shopkeeper's smile gradually faded. He turned around, bowed deeply to the person behind him, and whispered, "Master."

Xiao Huaifeng walked out of the side room leisurely, with a bit of the majesty of the master in his every move.

The shopkeeper carefully presented the list and receipt in his hand, "Master, please take a look."

Xiao Huaifeng waved his hand, "No need, just prepare all the items on the list and send them over. There's no need to buy new ones after that. As for the rare items in the shop, sell them at a low price in the next two days, and someone will come to buy them when the time comes."

Shopkeeper: "Yes."

"The Meng family will definitely find a way to replace you later. When the time comes, you can just go with the flow and dismiss them. Then find a way to get out of this situation and leave this empty shell to them."

"When the eldest daughter of the Meng family gets married, she will find a new shop to reopen. Then you can go to her shop. The treatment will be the same as that of the Xiao family."

With the last promise, the worry in the shopkeeper's eyes completely disappeared, and his smile became more sincere.

"Yes."

After Xiao Huaifeng left, the shopkeeper slowly nodded his head, and the shop assistants began to busy themselves with reopening the shop.

The shop assistant stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Boss, are we really leaving?"

The shopkeeper looked at the clerk with a smile: "Do you know how our small shop can occupy a place in the prosperous capital?"

The guy shook his head, looking confused.

"Because this is the Xiao family's shop. The Xiao family is a well-known and prestigious trading company in the Jiangnan region. Their shops are spread across almost every city in the Great Zhou, and their connections are extensive."

"Our shop's success is not only due to the dedication and tact of the original founder, but also to the Xiao family's vast network of connections that silently support it."

The clerk was shocked. "Our shop is actually related to the famous Xiao family business in Jiangnan?"

The shopkeeper stroked his beard and nodded slowly, "Haven't you noticed that the treatment in our shop is far better than that of our colleagues down the street?"

"That's true."

"The original shop had better treatment, but the owner who first founded the shop passed away, and several of the shops fell into the hands of the Meng family, and the treatment was cut."

When he talked about this matter, there was a hint of melancholy in his words.

The other shops of the master family are in the hands of the eldest daughter of the Meng family. Although she also has to pay tribute every month, her salary remains unchanged.

Now I can finally go back.

"So what was the treatment like in the original shop?"

The shopkeeper pretended to be mysterious: "You will know when the time comes."

……

Meng Tingyue was waiting quietly in her boudoir at the moment. Her marriageable status prevented her from easily stepping out of the house, so she had to trouble her uncle and aunt to help with many trivial matters.

"I've taken care of everything over there. Is there anything else I can do?"

Xiao Wuyou and Xiao Huaifeng went out one after another, but returned earlier than him.

Meng Tingyue raised her lips softly, her brows revealing a calm confidence: "I'm afraid my aunt will have to go to Jiang's place and make a little fuss later."

Xiao Wuyou was stunned, the person in front of him quietly overlapped with the figure in his memory.

"Make a fuss? Fine, how do you want to make a fuss?"

Meng Tingyue walked lightly to Xiao Wuyou's side and whispered softly in her ear.

Xiao Wuyou listened carefully, a smile in his eyes.

"it is good."

Meng Tingyue straightened up and looked up at Nanny Qin. "Nanny Qin, please take my aunt for a good 'walk' around the mansion."