Datang broom star

The Baiqi who came to report said happily: "Jia Canjun sent a lot of food, one roast leg of lamb for each person, and two pieces of mustard cakes. Come a few people, let's get them in."

Tang Xu couldn't help swallowing, "Xiao Jia has gotten rich?"

"Hurry up!" Shao Peng also came out.

Dozens of hundreds of riders rushed out and brought a lot of delicious food when they came back.

"Captain, when we came back, we were drool all the way! Those people were shouting to throw a leg of lamb over here, and turn around to become brothers with different surnames."

"There are people who say they will pay for it, hahahaha!"

With a leg of lamb in hand, a bite of lamb and a bite of cake, the whole Baiqi is full of fragrance.

"Why does Xiao Jia treat guests?" Shao Peng was a little puzzled.

"There is no happy event for him today."

"Absolutely not." Tang Xu said: "If there is, someone will force him to treat guests to Wuxianglou."

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Everyone didn't know Jia Ping'an's joy.

He was strolling in Dongshi, looking up at the sky, as if he saw a white thigh.

This is the most stable thigh.

Then pull the Shandong gentry, what else does the old Jia family worry about?

He strolled all the way, and finally reached Pingkangfang.

The weather is cold, but Pingkang Square is still lively.

Those rebellious guests kept coming in and out, and the clerk lazily came out to wash the bedding

The brothel is still deserted.

There are very few customers at this point, and the prostitutes are not willing to receive them, so just throw a few people outside to sing and dance, chatting is better than nothing.

Jia Pingan felt a little satisfied that he had completed his first small goal.

What should I do next?

The Shandong gentry must continue to dig deep, and continue to build a good impression, so that they feel that Lao Jia is one of their own.

The second is to keep in touch with Wu Mei and continuously enhance the relationship between siblings.

The third is to continue to take root in Baiqi and expand its influence.

Why are you so busy?

Jia Pingan smiled.

He felt that he should sleep until he woke up naturally every day. After getting up, a few beauties served breakfast, and then went out for a walk with a few dog legs

At noon, I had lunch at Pingkangfang, and then went to a certain brothel to have a girlfriend.

Go home slowly in the afternoon, have dinner with the beauties, and then sleep with the big quilt to enjoy this life!

Gee!

At this point in life, what does the husband want?

This is life!

Possible

This kind of life does not come out of thin air, you have to work hard and struggle.

The old Jia's family is about to rise, and now there are Zhuangzi and servants. This is the most basic foundation.

After the age of 20, he will get married, have a few children, and train them to become talents.

But isn't that too routine?

Jia Pingan looked at the brothel opposite. The guy at the door looked over 30, but he was still smiling flatteringly at the guests who went in.

Who would like to flatter me, but this is life!

There is a restaurant on the right, a bearded woman is dancing outside, which is not very attractive in Master Jia's eyes, and the owner of the barbarian is arguing very loudly.

"You stole my money!"

"Someone didn't."

"Take a look, what is this?"

The barbarian boss pulled a seven or eight-year-old boy out, holding a coin in his left hand, and shouted triumphantly: "Look at this thief, come and see!"

The child was dressed in rags and looked disheartened. He cried, "No, no!"

The barbarian owner scolded: "Then what are you doing in my shop?"

The child cried, but refused to speak.

This is just a microcosm of a society.

One dollar, the smallest unit of currency, what can you buy?

At noon, those leisurely people were watching this farce.

Someone said: "That's just a kid."

The barbarian boss said: "What's wrong with the child? Children can't steal!"

This reason cannot be refuted.

"brother"

On the side, a smaller boy squeezed in. Seeing that the child was caught by the barbarian boss, he couldn't help crying.

"Brother, let's not eat leftovers, no more."

The child raised his head and said with tears in his eyes, "A certain person just went in to see if there was any leftovers. The money belongs to a certain person."

The barbarian boss slapped him away, and said with a smirk, "You are a beggar, where did you get the money?"

The child scolded: "You found it out of someone's arms and said it was stolen by someone, but look at the money, there is a mark on it with someone's fingernails. It has been drawn for more than ten days, take it out and have a look!"