Chapter 2002： invitation

Chapter 2002 Hospitality

Ms. Zhou has always been more frugal, and she has a plan for her money. She is definitely not willing to spend money on gambling.

When I heard about playing mahjong, I felt a little distressed.

But after all, she is at someone else's house, and she also knows the importance of accompanying guests.

It’s not a big fight, and the loss is at most a matter of a few taels of silver.

"Okay, let's start." Chu Ziluo finished.

A few people began to shuffle the cards, and then started to play. Everything was not going well, Zhou Jiaojiao would always forget the rules, and Mrs. Zhou was more cautious in playing cards.

Wang Yuanyuan is too careless, always giving people cards.

Only Huo Hongyan played the quietest and most relaxed one.

After playing a few times, everyone gradually became familiar with it.

Chu Ziluo sat next to her, and she didn't need to teach any more, just followed Huo Hongyan and Zhou Jiaojiao to talk about jewelry and other topics from time to time.

Wang Yuanyuan and Mrs. Zhou mainly talked about the days in their hometown.

Mahjong quickly made everyone fall in love with it.

Time passed as soon as it was mixed.

Two rounds of tea and watermelon.

Wang Yuanyuan heard Mrs. Zhou talk about the cost of the house, and when the shop she opened didn’t make money, she suggested casually: “Sister Zhou, your family also bought Zhuangzi’s, right? Then you can also mention the output of Zhuangzi first.”

“For example, if we produce more fruit, it tastes better, and selling fruit can also make a lot of money.”

Mrs. Zhou listened, thoughtful, she would like to open a shop, but the business of the shop at home is really mediocre, and it is impossible for her to ask someone for advice on how to do business.

It might as well be like Wang Yuanyuan said, the land on Zhuangzi is not wasted, at least it can guarantee the food and drink expenses of the mansion.

"There are also fruits sold in Beijing in summer. It sounds like a lot, but in fact it is quite small. After all, there are so many people in Beijing."

"If you raise it well, no matter how high the price is, some people will buy it."

"As for the fruits that don't grow well enough, they can be dried, and they can be sold in winter."

"The servants of Ayu Zhuangzi will graft fruits when they grow them. I heard that the fruits grown in this way taste very good."

Mrs. Zhou went to see the fruit trees on Zhuangzi in the morning, and nodded when she heard the words: "The fruits on Mrs. Chu's Zhuangzi are indeed very good, and the watermelon is also very sweet."

"The dishes cooked by the cook are also delicious."

"When I was in the house, the girl Jiaojiao liked to go to A Yu's restaurant to buy vegetables the most." Mrs. Zhou couldn't help sighing, she just felt a little envious of Ye Muyu.

In the past, all the wives in the capital thought Ye Muyu was a village woman, and it was as if she had never seen the world when she came to the capital.

Although Master Chu treated Ye Muyu politely because of his official position, in fact he was somewhat contemptuous in his heart.

Until the rouge shop of the Chu family, and at the banquet, Ye Muyu was not vulgar at all, and her etiquette was not wrong. Apart from not knowing poetry and musical instruments, on the contrary, because of her ability to make money, many wives felt that what she said before was a bit embarrassing.

Up to now, not many housewives would despise Ye Muyu.

But there are also those who don’t live a good enough life, and still can’t help but make up a few sentences behind the scenes, it’s so sour.

Mrs. Zhou never participated in these conversations before, and she looked down on the wife who spoke ill of others behind her back, and she was unwilling to approach her.

But because she has never been in contact with Ye Muyu, she actually only has a fixed impression.

When I really got to know Ye Muyu, I felt like my eyes were opened.

It turns out that Mrs. Chu still knows so many things that they don't know.

(end of this chapter)