MTL - Joy of Life-Chapter 34 Rainy night memories

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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In March, the sea breeze was very gentle, the spring atmosphere occupied the whole stage, and the mountain was driven by an unknown small yellow flower. Every household used the petals of this flower to drink tea, while drinking, while outside the house. Have a chat with the neighborhood. Therefore, walking in the streets of Zhangzhou Port, I can always smell the faint fragrance, not slumbering, not just greasy, just a glimpse of purity, making people feel very beautiful.

In the evening, when the spring rain came, the sneak sneaked into the night with the breeze, nourishing the land silently, and letting the black roof of the whole city of Zhangzhou and the bluestone pavement of the street have a misty water .

The light rain, gently falling on the tarpaulin outside the grocery store, did not make much noise, just washed away the shallow layer of ash, making the store look a lot more spiritual. But today the grocery store did not open the door. Fan told the old lady that he sneaked into the store, peeling peanuts and drinking wine with Wuzhu.

People in the Earl of Beppu should know that he likes to come to the grocery store, but they all think that the young master is just a good wine made by the scorpion. On the one hand, because Fan is really good, on the other hand, because he needs a comparative excuse. Although his interaction with Wuzhu could not completely avoid the eyes of others, he was still careful.

The chopper was placed on the cutting board, the cutting board was dry, and there was no dish on the blade. It seems that it has not been used for a long time.

The sound of the peanut shell shattered and sounded. Fan leisurely threw a grain into the mouth and slowly chewed it until the whole dried fruit was chewed into a fragrant smell, and then the small porcelain cups in front of the three fingers were picked up. I sent it to my lips and sipped it.

Today is not a yellow wine, it is a tribute from Kyoto, the degree is a bit high, let Fan leisure find a sense of Wuliangye.

He is not in a hurry to ask questions because he knows that Wu Zhushu is a very simple person and will not let himself wait for a long time.

Wu Zhu did not sit opposite him, but a bowl of yellow wine, sitting in a dark corner of the room, the sound of the faint sound.

"Miss surnamed Ye, called Ye Xiaomei. I am her servant. Many years ago, my lady and I came out from home..."

"Ye light eyebrows..." Fan Xian knew her mother's name for the first time. Inexplicably, her heart was warm, she smiled and drank a glass of wine, and she did not ask very interestingly... Where is the family, if Wu Zhushu is willing to tell If you are yourself, you will definitely tell yourself.

"We lived in Dongyi City for a few years. Miss is born smart, knows everything, and has a compassionate heart. So when I was fifteen, I started doing business in Dongyi City, just because I was too young. So just hide behind the scenes and let the treasurer pretend to be the owner."

Fan’s hand holding the glass of wine was in the air and couldn’t help but ask: “What is the relationship between doing business and compassion?” He is not curious as to why his mother is born to be smart. Why can he do business at the age of fifteen? Because in these years, he has long guessed that his mother must not be a figure that can be inferred by common sense.

Wu Zhu’s very cold voice replied: “Because the pity of the world is too much for the people, so I like to do good deeds. When Dongyi City is flooded, the most open porridge is the lady, and if you want to do good deeds, you must have money. So the lady started to think of ways to make money."

Fan nodded and recognized this logic.

“The business is doing very well. Gradually, some people have noticed that the boss behind the shop is a young lady, so some people started to make up their minds and later they were killed by me.”

Wu Zhu said it was very dull, but Fan Xian knew that the situation at that time must be very tense. Since Wu Zhushu said that the business is doing very well, it must be done very well. The so-called guilty of a crime, a 15-year-old woman with such a large family property, is indeed very easy to trigger the ambition of the unscrupulous generation of the world. However, I think that there is a peerless strongman who is a bodyguard for his mother. Fan Xian will drop the heart without any reason.

He suddenly thought of one thing, frowning and asked: "Mom is surnamed Ye, is the business you opened at that time is Ye Jia?"

"Yes."

"It’s actually Ye Family!" Fan said with amazement: "I heard people say this name. Legend has it that more than a decade ago, Ye Jia was the world's number one business, but he could not think of the original mother's industry."

"I don't know how big Ye's business is doing." Wu Zhu said calmly: "That doesn't belong to my work. Miss thinks that I kill too much, so I ended my business in Dongyi City and came. Qingguo, began to live in Kyoto."

Fan Xian felt that things should not be so simple, and sold the business of Dongyi City. When he came to Qingguo, there must always be a reason to compare the shots.

Wu Zhu continued: "When the lady came to Kyoto, she started doing business again and did a good job. Later she met some people, including Sinan. Everyone seemed to listen to her. According to her thoughts, I was going to do something. When I changed something, I had a conflict of interest with the nobles of the Qing Dynasty."

Wuzhu paused. "One time Qingguozheng and the west side fight, the defense force in Kyoto is empty, just another big thing, I am not in Kyoto, the power that the lady can rely on has some problems... Miss is the aristocratic The man killed. When I rushed back to the Taiping House, I only saved you, and then I took you to Zhangzhou."

This incident is very clear, and it is clear that those "enemy" have been killed as early as ten years ago. Those who preside over revenge should think that they should be separated from the cheap bosses and the supervision institute.

The long silence made the rain outside the grocery store extraordinarily clear.

“Is it finished?” Fan said, frowning and wondering, is it true that his mother’s life has been summed up in a few simple sentences? What she did in her business, she was able to deal with the entire aristocratic princes of the Qing Dynasty to deal with her. Why did the famous supervisory school teacher Jie Jie appear to be respectful when he mentioned his mother?

"Basically... finished." Five bamboos have considered the words.

Fan sighed and confirmed that Wu Zhushu is really not a good storyteller. There is a bitter smile on the beautiful face. I still have to ask myself.

"What is my mother doing business?"

"Luxury, ordnance, ships, food, basically what to do to make money."

Wu Zhu answered casually. Fan Xian was shocked when he heard a noun. The experience of the two worlds made him understand that people who can do this kind of business generally have a great background behind them, like a mother. Orphans, actually can start from scratch to such a terrible degree.

"After the mother died, what about these businesses?" This is the most interesting point of Fan Xian. After all, according to the Qing Law, he should be the sole heir to this huge legacy.

"It was later heard that Ye Jia’s business was all collected in the domestic library."

Fan casually smiled and shook his head. It turned out to be a royal business. He immediately cut off the ridiculous idea of ​​going to court to discuss property. He smiled and said: "The name Ye Xiaomei must be very popular in the past. I heard that when my mother entered Kyoto. I won the Kyoto garrison division commander."

The oil lamp in the room suddenly flickered and dimmed. When I heard Fan’s leisure, Wu Zhu seemed to think of something past, and the lips were picking up and picking up a little, showing a gentle smile.

Fan’s wrist was stiff, and the small porcelain cup fell to the square table and turned, and he shouted: “Laughs... He actually laughed!”

(Lin sister went.)

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