The shop owner pointed to the riddle on the note and said proudly: "Who is here first."

The puzzle of the Mid-Autumn Festival last year... This year has not been solved yet. When Zhu Biao saw the date, he found it really interesting. He walked up to him and glanced at the puzzle: "The red apricot is out of the wall."

Since it is a rule, just have fun.

Literatures all have a problem. They think they are noble and cultural people, and they like to recite a few sour poems wherever they go.

I came to Dai Chunlin to satisfy the so-called pretense. I solved the riddle and got a box of rouge powder.

If you don’t untie it, you will lightly leave a sentence that is not explained by humans. If you solve it, you can run to the brothel dance house to brag.

This was said by several men next to him around another young man.

Dai Chunlin was worthy of being prosperous in the late Ming Dynasty and understood the mentality of putting customers in half a bucket of water.

"Young Master Hu, this riddle is still from last year, it's too difficult."

"Brother Zhang said that since it was left last year, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can solve."

"Yes, my mother said I want to be able to solve the riddle and give her a box of Dai Chunlin's rouge powder. My father will definitely look at me with admiration."

"What a pity, what a pity."

"It's better to buy it from another house."

The woman next to her leaned against the young master: "Oh, what do they want it?"

The little lady next to the young master was dressed very delicately. I think she was not an ordinary woman from a family. She must know a few words, otherwise she would not have to wear Chunlin's rouge powder.

"The answer to the mystery is a place called Huayuan."

Suddenly, Zhu Biao's voice sounded beside him.

The pretty woman immediately turned her head and saw Zhu Biao, who had a handsome face and a tall figure, and was surprised to become admired, but her eyes quickly moved away.

It is a rude thing to look at each other and chat with a strange man.

Zhu Biao felt the eyes around him looking at him. He ignored him and continued to point to the next riddle.

Hearing the answer to the riddle that Zhu Biao guessed, the boss looked up in surprise, looked at him blankly for a moment, then chuckled, and took the gouache on the note with both hands.

He guessed it once just a coincidence, and the store owner was sure that he was not so easy to guess about Dai Chunlin's rouge riddle.

This is a riddle that I found for several scholars. It was impossible for them to guess just by just half a bucket of water. Then Dai Chunlin would have compensated.

Those who came today were all from good families, probably from money to money, and the store owner smiled and stroked his beard.

Guessing one is just luck, only if you can get all the results is considered a ghost.

"Who can I listen to the string break? A five-character Tang poem." The shop owner pointed to the riddle: "This box is rare from pollen, and now only this box is left. You might as well try it."

Zhu Biao smiled and said, "I hate the appreciation of ignorant people."

The woman next to the young master looked at Zhu Biao with bright eyes, and her cherry mouth was slightly opened.

"...you...this." The store owner was a little stunned.

The store owner brought the most expensive box from the shelf, and was reluctant to let go. Sanbao pinched the box and pulled it down hard before he took it over.

The men next to them couldn't hold their faces anymore. They just said to the woman around them that no one could explain it.

In a blink of an eye, Zhu Biao solved two problems.

"That young man looked at him, but he was really talented. If my sisters saw him, I would be very popular.

Mr. Hu glared at Zhu Biao and whispered: "Let's go, let's go."

Zhu Biao originally said that buying two boxes to make Mid-Autumn Festival gifts for Ma, which was definitely enough. After thinking of Yu'er, Jin'er, and the concubine Li, he planned to continue guessing a few more.

"Guess... I'm hit." The shop's eyebrows drooped.

"...I guessed it again!" The store owner's face was a little pale.

…………

After guessing nine consecutively, Zhu Biao was about to rest and planned to end here.

"Master, how perfect it is." Sanbao muttered in Zhu Biao's ear.

"Yes, perfect, then let's have another one."

"Young Master is amazing." The shopkeeper said gritting his teeth.

"If the store owner praises me like this, I'm just guessing a few. Otherwise, how could the store owner be so embarrassed to praise me?"

The store owner looked at him with a look of shock.

This young man really cares about himself.

But if this person doesn't leave, he will take all the things in vain. Today, I can't attract those ladies and masters who like this style to come and buy big goods.

The shop owner smiled: "Young Master is such a bad word. I have received my thoughts. Actually, there is no need to think about me like that."

"It's not something that people do if you let down your boss's praise."

Dai Chunlin's boss saw Zhu Biao shaking his head firmly, as if he was struck by lightning.

Sanbao looked at the boss with a madman look.

thump!

The boss's knees softened, and he knelt on the ground and choked and said, "Young Master, I still have an eighty-year-old mother to support me. I beg you, please leave quickly, and I can give you some rouge powder for free."

The waiter who came back from buying wine and meat happened to enter the store.

He looked at Zhu Biao who was standing beside him, and then looked at the owner who was kneeling on the ground and begging the guest to leave, but he couldn't understand.

No boss asks customers to leave and even gives customers free rouge and water powder. This world must be crazy.

"Boss, I feel so embarrassed to say that, how can I give it for free?" Zhu Biao handed the gouache in his hand to Sanbao and turned his head: "What are you giving it for free?"

"Your wine and meat are quite fragrant."

"…This is a gift to the young master."

Zhu Biao took the wine and meat from Xiao Er and smelled it: "It smells fragrant and it's still hot. I'm very embarrassed, I didn't give it any money."

The boss knelt on the ground trembled and got up from the ground, then took a box of gouache and stuffed it to the three treasures that were full of their arms:

"No need to pay, no need to pay."

"How should I thank you?"

"You're welcome……"

"I still have to thank you. When I fell, I invited my other brothers to visit me."

The boss shivered all over and stammered, "Young Master really wants to thank you, don't come again, I'm so grateful."

Zhu Biao sighed and shook his head.

I really don’t want to take it in vain. I’m embarrassed to take the money from these merchants... But the boss is so enthusiastic about him.

It makes me happy for nothing, and it makes me happy for nothing.

Zhu Biao glanced at Boss Dai Chunlin and walked out of the shop with his foot.

Zhu Biao has no pressure on the boss's ending. Since you have to rely on this routine, you have to play.

You can cut the leeks of those literati masters and bully the illiterate poor people, then I can cut your leeks too.

Shortly after leaving the shop, Zhu Biao met the young master Hu again and felt the fighting spirit from the male baboon.

Why bother men to make things difficult for men?

However, he didn't take such a little minion seriously at all.

When he returned to the Wu Palace, Zhu Biao took out the rouge powder that he had received from Dai Chunlin and picked two boxes of it and gave it to Jin'er and Yu'er.

Another trace of joy from women admiring men.

It was still early, and Zhu Biao took Sanbao to the Ma family yard.
Chapter completed!