"If that's the case, then I'll have to trouble Uncle Chang Lin."
Mr. Wenyuan smiled lightly and cupped his hands.
"We're all a family, as we should be. If we talk about trouble, won't we get separated?"
Zhou Changlin said with a smile, and then introduced his three sons to Mr. Wenyuan.
After the two parties greeted each other, Zhou Changlin said: "Master Wenyuan, let's go have dinner first. I'll send a handyman to see if Miss Xiaobei is there. Don't let Master Wen Yuan go all the way in vain."
"Miss Xiaobei?"
Mr. Wenyuan had already heard Zhou Changlin say this name twice, and asked curiously: "Who is this Xiaobei girl?"
"Speaking of Miss Xiaobei, she is still a legend in our Guangyuan City."
Zhou Changlin took Mr. Wenyuan into the city and told Tang Xiaobei's story.
It starts from Jin Feng's participation in Tang Xiaobei's tea party, ends with Tang Xiaobei's return to Guangyuan County, and ends at the restaurant.
"Ha, I didn't expect that there would be such a strange woman in Guangyuan." Mr. Wenyuan said with a smile: "And Mr. Jin is also a wonderful person. The two of them must have become a good story in your Guangyuan, right?"
"Young master is indeed very clever," Zhou Changlin said with a smile: "Now all the brothel girls in Fengyuefang are envious of Miss Xiaobei, and they all look forward to meeting Mr. Jin."
"If we want to buy soap, can we only go to Miss Xiaobei?"
The brothel girl was looking forward to meeting Jin Feng day and night, but as a man, Mr. Wenyuan was naturally interested in Tang Xiaobei, who made Jin Feng willing to write poems for him.
"Yes, Mr. Jin is a scholar and disdains the ways of merchants, so he gave the soap to Miss Xiaobei."
Zhou Changlin nodded and said: "Miss Xiaobei is also very powerful. In less than a month, she made an item that no one had heard of become popular all over the city. In the first two days of sale, I don't know how many
People have been queuing up at the door since midnight, holding banknotes to buy."
"After hearing what Uncle Chang Lin said, I really admire this little girl Xiaobei, but it's a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet her," Mr. Wenyuan said regretfully.
In the feudal era, girls from wealthy families were not allowed to see outsiders.
Many couples don't know who their partner is until they take off their hijab in the wedding room.
"Miss Xiaobei was born in a brothel, but she doesn't have many rules. She often walks around outside."
Zhou Changlin said: "If you want to meet me, you can just go with me later."
"That's very good." Mr. Wenyuan nodded in surprise.
Maybe he was worried about the soap, or maybe he wanted to see Tang Xiaobei quickly, so he ate the meal very quickly.
I put down my chopsticks and saw that the handyman who was inquiring about the news just returned.
"Master, the waiter at the inn said that Miss Xiaobei is at the inn today and has not gone out."
"Sir, do you want to take a rest or are you going to go right away?" Zhou Changlin asked.
"Let's do business first."
"Then I'll arrange a carriage."
At Zhao's Inn, Tang Xiaobei had just had lunch and was thinking about whether to go to Yaxing again in the afternoon when Alan came in.
"Miss, the waiter said that Zhou Changlin from the Zhou family is here and wants to see you."
"Zhou Changlin?!"
When Tang Xiaobei heard this, his eyes suddenly became fierce and his fists clenched involuntarily.
The person she and Tang Dongdong hate the most is Zhou Changlin, no one else.
But Tang Xiaobei knew that the Zhou family was powerful and backed by the Zhou family in the capital. She and Tang Dongdong were not rivals yet, so she kept her hatred in her heart.
As a result, Zhou Changlin now came to visit, and the long-suppressed hatred could no longer be controlled.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?"
Alan didn't know about the grievances between the Tang family and the Zhou family. When he saw Tang Xiaobei was distracted, he patted her shoulder lightly.
Only then did Tang Xiaobei come back to his senses.
She didn't want to cause trouble for Jin Feng, so she took a few deep breaths and suppressed the idea of letting Liu kill Zhou Changlin.
After pondering for a moment, he nodded and said, "Let him come in."
"Miss, Zhou Changlin has a lot of people with him, why don't we let Da Liu ask him what he is here for first?" Alan asked.
"No need, I know what he is here for, and he won't bring too many people in." Tang Xiaobei said.
Tang Xiaobei grew up in a deep courtyard. The only people who knew her were close relatives and a few maids.
When the Tang family suffered a catastrophe, except for Tang Dongdong's personal maid Xiaoyuan, all the other maids were sold to other places and were intercepted and killed by bandits along with her relatives.
And Xiaoyuan had met her a long time ago, but she didn't report her identity to the Zhou family when she couldn't survive. Now that she had received Tang Dongdong's favor, it was naturally even more impossible to betray her.
What's more, Xiaoyuan is still paying filial piety to her mother in the ravine, and she can't see Zhou Changlin.
Therefore, it is impossible for Zhou Changlin to know his identity.
So the only reasonable explanation is that he came to buy soap.
Since the other party came directly to the door, he obviously knew that she was there. It would be unreasonable to avoid her.
After all, her current identity is a soap seller, so there is no reason to turn away potential big customers.
A few minutes later, Alan led Zhou Changlin into the courtyard.
As expected, Zhou Changlin did not bring many people with him, only Young Master Wenyuan and his youngest son.
Tang Xiaobei lowered his head and bit his lip. When he raised his head again, a calm smile appeared on his face.
"Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry. The little girl was a little inconvenient just now and didn't go to the gate to greet her. I hope Mr. Zhou won't take offense!"
In the feudal period, etiquette was the most important thing. Under normal circumstances, you should be polite when talking to others, unless the two parties are of different classes.
For example, nobility does not need to salute to commoners, or commoners to slaves.
Tang Xiaobei said polite words, but did not salute Zhou Changlin.
Because this is her bottom line, she really can't do it to her enemies.
Zhou Changlin is also an old man who has been around shopping malls. At this time, he asked someone for help. He pretended that he didn't see him. Instead of being angry, he smiled and said:
"Miss Xiaobei, you are a very busy person. It is a blessing for me to be willing to see you. That is too polite to say."
After speaking, he pointed to Mr. Wenyuan beside him and said, "This is Mr. Wenyuan from the capital."
At this time, Mr. Wenyuan stared closely at Tang Xiaobei, the astonishment in his eyes almost uncontrollable.
It's not that he has never seen the world, but the women he has seen before are either cautious and humble servants, or they are unruly and willful young ladies in the palace, or they are submissive on the surface, but actually want to take money out of his wallet.
Brothel girl.
Tang Xiaobei is completely different from these women.
Not only was he extremely handsome, but most importantly, Tang Xiaobei had a straight waist, spoke calmly, and exuded a strong sense of confidence.
The status of women in Dakang is low. Mr. Wenyuan has seen all kinds of beautiful women in the brothels in the capital, but this is the first time he has seen a girl with this kind of temperament.
For a moment, I felt a little crazy watching it.
It wasn't until Zhou Changlin pointed at him and introduced him that he suddenly came back to his senses.