Old man Zhang laughed dryly, apologized repeatedly, and then diligently invited Mrs. Wang to the hospital.

A table of wine and food had already been set up in the courtyard, and it was obvious that they had been prepared to entertain the queen.

However, it was said to be wine and food, but in fact it was just three or two bowls of black and yellow pickles, and I couldn’t tell what the specific dishes were.

Wang Po never put down the red handkerchief covering her mouth and nose. When she entered the courtyard, the look of disgust in her eyes became even worse.

I secretly scolded this old waiter for not knowing etiquette. He didn't even let anyone into the house and served wine in a place like this.

But after taking a look at those extremely simple thatched huts, Wang Po would rather be outside.

If the old man hadn't begged so hard and insisted on inviting her here, the neighbors would often take advantage of him and take his food, but she wouldn't be willing to come because of his kindness.

"Come on, Grandma Wang, drink, drink!"

Old man Zhang politely asked her to sit down and poured out two bowls of wine, speaking enthusiastically.

Wang Po took a look and said to herself that it was okay.

Although this wine is not very good, it is really wine and clean. It is not the muddy wine mixed with water that the vulgar and poor people usually drink.

Apart from the sour taste, there is no trace of alcohol at all.

Wang Po works as a matchmaker and has been unable to socialize since she was a child. She is also a "hero" in wine.

Seeing the wine, I couldn't take my eyes away. Under Old Man Zhang's attentiveness, he drank three or four bowls of wine in a short time.

The old face, which was already smeared with makeup, was even more red.

After a few rounds of wine, Mrs. Wang forgot about her distaste. Even the bowls of unidentified pickles were almost all gone, and she let out a loud wine burp.

Old man Zhang then put down the bowl, rubbed his hands and said, "Mr. Wang, do you know the Qiu family in the east of the city?"

Wang Po was drunk and said proudly: "Get rid of your negative words!"

"Who is my grandma? In the city of Jiangdu, from the dignitaries to the porters and footmen, is there anyone who doesn't know about my grandma?"

"You are talking about the Qiu family, which has been a scholarly family for generations. The old head of his family is named Qiu Yunwen, known as Mr. Qiu. He has a doctorate from Hongwen Academy and is also a famous person in Jiangdu."

Wang Po rolled her triangular eyes: "What? Why do you, an old man like me, ask him?"

In her eyes, Old Man Zhang is just a gardener. Although Qiu Yunwen comes from a poor family, he is also from a scholarly family and is a famous person in Jiangdu. How can he have connections with him?

Unexpectedly, when Old Man Zhang heard this, his old face showed a twisted look. He rubbed his old hands and said, "I heard that the Qiu family has a daughter who is looking for her husband's family recently. I want you to find a good family for her. I wonder if that's the case?"

Wang Po, who was slightly drunk, said suspiciously: "It is indeed true, how do you, an old man from the garden, know about it?"

Old man Zhang was overjoyed and quickly stood up and bowed to Mrs. Wang:

"In this case, please ask Mrs. Wang to go and propose marriage on my behalf. After the event is completed, I will definitely thank you very much!"

Wang Po was startled when she heard this, and then smiled disdainfully: "You are an old man in the garden, but you also want to cling to the noble family? You are not always alone, but I have never heard that you have descendants?"

Old Man Zhang said embarrassedly: "I'm not asking for it for my descendants, but for the old man."

Wang Po suddenly trembled. She was no longer drunk and screamed: "What!"

Then he got angry: "You old widower! You are so overestimating your abilities and you are so shameless!"

"Although the Qiu family is poor, it has been a scholar for generations. Mr. Qiu is also a well-known celebrity, and the girls of the Qiu family are also well-educated, courteous, talented and beautiful ladies. There are many worthy candidates for a scholar-bureaucrat's family."

"Who are you?"

"You are a vegetable farmer of your age, and you are working for a girl... No, even your father and I think you are old. Why do you have the face to dare to think like this!"

What she said was extremely rude. Old man Zhang was not annoyed at all. He just smiled and begged again and again: "Although I am old and frail, even though I am planting vegetables and irrigating the garden, I still have enough food and clothing. Please ask Mrs. Wang to do it for me."

Say it once and say it on your behalf."

Wang Po was so angry that her nose was crooked. How could there be such a shameless old man?

"Old man Zhang! Is there any reason in the world that a scholarly family should be worthy of an old man irrigating gardens and growing vegetables? If I really speak for you, why don't you let someone type it out?"

"Just after drinking a few bowls of rice wine from you, you want me to get a huge reputation and be laughed at?"

Old Man Zhang just begged again and again: "You pity the old man, who is so lonely and helpless. Let me tell you for you, whether it succeeds or not, it is the old man's fate."

Wang Po was so entangled by him that she couldn't do anything.

No matter how scolded or scolded, this old man is just thick-skinned and remains unmoved. What can she do?

For such an old man, it was hard for her to reach up and hit him with her paws and give him a scratch.

I only blame myself for being drunk and drinking his thief wine!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Wang slapped herself regretfully and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll just go and say it for you. I'll treat it as repaying your drink money."

"But I don't care whether it succeeds or not. Don't bother me anymore in the future."

"Make it!"

Old man Zhang was overjoyed and thanked him profusely.

Mrs. Wang just said it was bad luck and got up and left angrily. Old man Zhang seemed not to notice her bad look and sent her out warmly.

It wasn't until she couldn't see her back that she returned home with a smile.

When Mrs. Wang left Old Man Zhang's home, the more she thought about it, the more unpleasant it became.

I accidentally picked up such a bastard and took me on board.

I couldn't help but started yelling.

She was scolding her all the way. When the neighbors heard her scolding, they didn't take it seriously.

This royal woman makes a living by speaking.

On weekdays, he likes to gossip and make trouble.

Except for those nuns who approached excitedly like hyenas smelling the smell of flesh and blood, everyone else laughed it off.

By coincidence, Mrs. Wang was passing by Jiang Zhai on her way back to her home from Old Man Zhang.

And although this girl Nong Qiao'er is young, she has learned some skills from those three aunts and six women.

Hearing the excitement, he joined in excitedly. After chattering for a while, he ran back excitedly, reporting his "results" to Jiang Zhou and talking about this new thing.

Jiang Zhou was just trying to coax a child and listened indifferently.

But when I heard the words "Gardening Man" and "Vegetable Old Man", I couldn't help but be stunned.

He raised his head and asked: "That old man Zhang, is he the one not far from ours?"

"Yeah!"

When Nong Qiaoer saw that the young master rarely talked to her, she thought he was also interested, so she even excitedly said: "Sir, do you know that old man too?"

"Oh, I don't know."

Jiang Zhou shook his head, rubbed his chin, and thought.

Qiu Yunwen?

He has some impression of this old man.

The last time something strange happened with straw sandals on the official road, Yu Gong had invited this old man to give him advice. He also had a teacher-student relationship with Zhang Boda.

In my impression, he is a pedantic old scholar.

This old man is not young yet, and he actually has a daughter who is as beautiful as a girl and is waiting to be married?

The heart never grows old...

The one who is older in person but younger in heart is that old man Zhang.

This old man must be a hidden expert. At this age and with such cultivation, he can still do this.
Chapter completed!