The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

The one in front of him is Mrs. Zhuangyuan Lang who just won the leader in Qiuwei, and the other one has an even more terrifying identity, the wife of General Ghost Face!

None of them can afford to offend the shopkeeper!

How could these two have such a conflict?

The shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, he didn't know who to persuade first, anyone who persuaded would offend another person.

"The shopkeeper came just in time, and the county lord is also a regular customer in your store. Is this last duck not too much for me?"

Wei Ruyi now acted like a county lord and cast a sideways glance at Wei Rou.

Wei Rou coughed lightly.

"Mrs. Zhao, in terms of status, this princess seems to be higher than you."

Wei Ruyi: ...

Damn it!She actually forgot that Wei Rou was Princess Qingyang who was conferred by the emperor not long ago!

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "The general's wife is right. If you are talking about status, this last roast duck should really be given to you."

Wei Ruyi was annoyed.

"Shopkeeper, what do you mean by that? Could it be that you look down on the county lord?"

"No, no, of course not! Of course not!"

The shopkeeper was about to cry to death, what evil did he do!

"Then tell me, how should we solve it?" Wei Ruyi's face was ugly, and today she made sure that Wei Rou couldn't get off the table.

The shopkeeper is eager to make a living.

"Madam, how about this? If both of you want roast duck, how about letting the roast duck choose who to go with?"

Wei Ruyi flicked his sleeve and said, "Ridiculous! It's simply nonsense! How else can I choose a roasted duck?"

Wei Rou laughed lightly.

"Okay, it sounds interesting to let the roast duck make its own decisions. What is the shopkeeper going to do?"

The shopkeeper heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Wei Rou's words.

And Wei Ruyi's face changed again and again.

"See what tricks you can play!"

Seeing more and more people onlookers, the shopkeeper bit the bullet and said: "The villain hangs this roast duck on this cutting board, if any of the two ladies can throw it with chopsticks, then this roast duck belongs to that lady. What do you two ladies think?"

Wei Ruyi smiled triumphantly: "What's so difficult about this?"

She often plays the game of throwing pots on weekdays, and it is simply a piece of cake for her.

Wei Rou's eyelids twitched.

In the past, besides reading, she wrote, and occasionally did some female celebrities. She was really not sure about this kind of work with relatively high technical content.

But since Wei Ruyi wants to fight with her, she won't give it up so easily.

Wei Ru felt that Wei Rou was silent, and sneered.

"Isn't it because you are afraid? If you are afraid, you will admit defeat. This duck will be mine sooner or later."

Not to be outdone, Wei Rou said, "How will you know if you don't try?"

Seeing that the two had reached an agreement, the shopkeeper nailed the last roast duck to the chopping board, asked the waiter to hold it, and asked the two ladies to throw their chopsticks at a distance.

The guy was so scared his legs went limp.

Others also stayed away, for fear of being accidentally injured.

The shopkeeper handed each of them a chopstick.

Wei Ruyi gave the maid a wink.

The servant girl understood, stepped forward and bumped Wei Rou's shoulder.

Before Wei Rou could react, the chopstick in her hand fell to the ground, and then the chopstick was stepped on hard and broke.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is intentional, and the crowd can't help but start whispering to each other.

Looking at the broken chopsticks on the ground, Wei Rou pursed her lips tightly.

Seeing this scene, the shopkeeper thought that Mrs. Zhao was really too arrogant.

Dare to mess with the general's wife!

I'm really not afraid of the revenge of that ghost-faced general!

The shopkeeper was afraid that his life would be lost, so he hurriedly said to Wei Rou: "Madam General, I will bring you another chopstick!"