In just a few months, the Wang family has been reborn.

Although Wang Luoxiang is a girl, she also has to learn to read the word "Female Red" from Bai. As for Wang Ningze, the little guy has to practice martial arts with his father, get up early and go to bed late, and his little face is red.

After finally waiting for a day to rest, Wang Ningze went out to play with his brother, and excitedly clapped his face.

Wang Ning'an found a light blue arrow sleeve for his younger brother. Its bright color and beautiful face, which made him look even more prominent and proud, as if he was a little rooster. Some parents always like to be greedy for convenience and save trouble, and put on some blue, black and yellow clothes to dress up a good child like an old man. Wang Ning'an felt that it was very undesirable.

He took his glamorous younger brother and sister out of the house.

People kept greetings warmly along the way, which was indeed different from the past. The sugar seller took the initiative to stuff them the big phoenix, and the date seller stuffed a handful of dates. The two little guys took it politely, and Wang Luoxiang would take out a few copper plates from the money bag on his brother's shoulder. The children of the Wang family never asked for other people's things in vain.

"Brother An, you must accept it. If you give the money, I will be anxious with you!"

A young peddler brought two strings of red candied haws to them.

This young man was a little beggar a few months ago. When the Haifeng Restaurant opened the door and sold cheap mutton bone soup, he was the first to buy it.

Later, whenever he wanted to get copper plates, he would come to drink soup. Gradually, he became familiar with it. Even if he had no money, he would help greet guests and carry things, and would give him a bowl of soup with bones.

Xiang Hao was determined to keep him, but the restaurant was not short of people at that time. When Wang Ning'an found out, he called the little beggar to the kitchen and handed him the method of making candy, and lent him two cents of money.

The money was not much, so the little beggar bought thirty kilograms of hawthorn and five kilograms of candy, made bamboo sticks, and tied them up grass handles.

After three experiments, he finally made a sticky syrup and learned to dip candied haws. It happened to be the cold winter. The little beggar carried a handle of grass and was filled with red candied haws. It looked beautiful and delicious, sour and sweet. The candied haws quickly became children's favorite food.

The little beggar only took a month to return the two chunks of money to Wang Ning'an. He also used the money to wash it clean from the inside out, put on brand new clothes, and made an old sheepskin coat.

Walking around the streets, you no longer have to worry about being hungry and cold.

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Wang Ningze and Wang Luoxiang chewed candied haws and followed their brother to Xiangyun Teahouse.

This is the property left by my grandfather. Wang Ning'an looked behind his back and saw that there were many people coming and going. He followed everyone into the teahouse.

Sitting down at a table beside the window, I ordered a pot of tea.

If you want to talk about what Wang Ning'an hates the most, it is probably the tea from the Song Dynasty!

I don’t know which one is unlucky, but he actually came up with such a waste of resources!

In later generations, tea was sought to be complete. The Song people were different. They had to make good tea into tea cakes. When they were drunk, they were baked and then crushed into the end of the year. The good tea became high and broken. Poured in hot water and brewed, and added ginger, salt, garlic, and even orange peel... Just thinking about it, you will know how heavy the flavor it has.

Wang Ning'an just asked the guy to crush the tea leaves and brew it, which barely felt like Pu'er tea. As for other things, they would definitely not add them.

He asked for four plates of snacks again, and the two little guys sat obediently and ate.

Not long after, the drums sounded, and a woman walked onto the stage and stood in the middle of the teahouse. As soon as she appeared, countless people applauded.

Wang Ning'an also looked at it, but his face changed.

The woman on the stage looks less than thirty years old and is not young, but she is dressed very well. She is dressed almost like a Tang Dynasty woman, bold and unrestrained, with her chest as white as tender lotus roots, so big that many people came up from her, but their eyes never moved.

The woman showed a full look of charm with her almond eyes, her peach cheeks were smiling, and she bowed slightly, bowing to all the guests.

"The little girl continued to talk about "The Legend of Yingying". When Aunt Cui was thinking about Zhang Sheng, she was thinking about tea and food, lonely, deserted, and desolate..."

A sweet voice sounded, and she deliberately showed off her every frown and smiled, which made the guests drool.

Especially, she was so upset that she described how Cui Yingying seduced Zhang Sheng in a vivid way. She cooperated with her tone and expression, she looked like a disgusting female cat. She also posed from time to time, teased the guests below with her eyes, and burst into laughter from time to time.

He was full of ugly things and was salivating, like a group of demons dancing around, and was in a disgrace.

Wang Ning'an was furious. He never expected that the teahouse would fall to this point!

Wang Ning'an is not a noble person, and he also knows that some things cannot be banned. But the problem is that the Wang family has just obtained the imperial pen, and the whole family is working hard to move upwards. Xiangyun Teahouse has shares of the Wang family and uses the land of the Wang family. Outsiders will definitely think that the Wang family is so shameless in order to make money. Isn't this corrupting the reputation of the Wang family!

"Stop talking!"

Wang Ning'an shouted angrily.

The woman on the stage was stunned for a moment and giggled randomly, "Oh, it's a young man. Do you feel sorry for your sister, or do you want her to feel sorry for you?"

The woman's charming glance immediately caused all the guests to laugh. A few rude military men laughed and said, "So it's a young man! How can he know how to feel sorry for others? Let my brother come!"

"Hahaha, hahaha!" Everyone laughed out loud.

Wang Ning'an's face turned completely dark. He grabbed the teacup suddenly and hit the woman.

"A shameless thing, a shameless slut, don't you go down!"

The woman was too late to hide and was hit in the head, and the blood was suddenly left behind. She seemed to be crazy and shouted, "Many customers stopped doing it, rolled up their arms and wanted to settle the score with Wang Ning'an."

But someone recognized it with sharp eyes.

"Don't move, he is Wang Erlang!"

As soon as these words were said, the military men seemed to have been immobilized and did not dare to move. Some people even quietly retreated. Others don’t know, but who can’t know the Wang family, who just got the imperial pen!

I have heard that the Wang family, one with amazing force and the other with extraordinary wisdom, is not easy to mess with.

Hearing the crying sound, Shopkeeper He had already run over. He looked up and saw Wang Ning'an. He hurriedly came up and said with a dry smile: "It turns out that Erlang is here, and I am missing the welcome. I sent the money for this month three days ago, but haven't received it?"

"Received." Wang Ning'an nodded, pointed at the woman, and said angrily: "What's going on? I haven't come for a few days, and the teahouse has changed the brothel! You are really doing a good job!"

"Boy, who are you talking about?" The woman had blood on her face, and she was about to settle the score with Wang Ning'an. Manager He immediately stopped her.

"I'm blind, I don't even recognize Wang Erlang?"

He scolded the woman, and Shopkeeper He smiled, "Erlang, you are also a businessman. Do you want to change if you are poor? I don't think it's okay!"

"No, I think the problem is big!"

Wang Ning'an said decisively: "Our Wang family has always been upright in business. Every bronze selves with blood and sweat, earns calmly and spends hard! Is it that he wants to ruin our reputation as a fairy?"

Wang Ning'an was righteous and righteous, and many tea shoppers who were holding their stinky feet blushed slightly and unconsciously lowered their heads. Manager He refused to admit his mistake.

He smiled slightly, "Erlang, there is no way. You can write a storybook, but you sold "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" to Han Haoma and put it in the Sihai Teahouse. Sihai Teahouse is in opposition to our Xiangyun Teahouse. If we leave our own people and don't help others, we can't drink the northwest wind, right?"

This guy is quite polite. Of course, Wang Ning'an doesn't want to be favored by outsiders, but the problem is, is your shopkeeper He considered his own? Since he used Daquan as ten years old to deal with me, Wang Ning'an has been worried about Storekeeper He for ten thousand, so how could he invite Han Haoma? Moreover, he sent a little Russian to come over before, and he had already found out about Storekeeper He's methods.

Wang Ning'an knew it in his mind. He suddenly stepped to the table on the stage, raised the table hard, smashed it down, and the table was cracked, and countless copper coins rolled out from it, falling all over the ground.

Manager He's face suddenly turned dark.
Chapter completed!