Chapter 109

"Good tea, boiled water!"

This is just like a code. The tea in front of Gu Zheng and Guo Yan finally diffused the taste of this year's new tea, which moved Guo Yan, who had eaten old tea all night, to tears.

"Come and have a taste. Although our Cuihong building is not a top courtyard, the tea used to entertain guests is the best."

"Two guests, drink and listen to me. Are you here to redeem?"

"That's right."

"If I heard right just now, I want to redeem the girl with green eyebrows?"

"Yes."

"Ouch, that's difficult."

"Why?" when it came to this sentence, Gu Zheng raised his head buried in the tea bowl: "what does this mean?"

"You know, I just got this green eyebrow from the boss of Jiqing class. She hasn't been in our yard for several times. It's the time when the guests are fresh."

"Now you two suddenly come here to redeem yourself. It's too difficult for me."

Looking at the face of his mother, Gu Zheng wouldn't be moved at all. If he didn't redeem himself, there would be no reception in the backyard. They would have sent a young man to refuse.

Now, the reception of good tea and wine, and the words of the mother opposite have been discussing raising the price. How can it look like that the other party also wants to redeem Qingmei?

Can it be said that what happened to sister Qingmei when she saw herself and returned to Cuihong building?

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng, who was tempted, suddenly followed his mother's words: "Oh, it's really difficult for her mother to do. Since she attaches so much importance to Qingmei here."

"Then I think our young master's outdoor playthings are not bad either. We won't talk about it until mom wants to give up her love?"

As soon as this sentence was said, the mother opposite turned green.

Why don't you follow the rules of buyers and sellers.

Shouldn't I desperately raise the price and you desperately lower the price? Let's have a good deal of wrangling and take a middle price that everyone is satisfied with, isn't it?

I have to choke people to death. I can't talk this day.

Some angry mothers were stunned by what they said to see off the guests. She tried hard to maintain the smile on her face, which made her greasy face shake involuntarily. Finally, she trembled and choked out a sentence: "You can't say that. Guests, if you have your own considerations, you can say it and discuss it with us."

"Although what we do is a welcome thing, it's not that unreasonable person, isn't it? It's still very considerate of the guests."

This is pure lying.

Gu Zheng didn't poke it. When she was sure that the other party's mother had unspeakable difficulties and she wanted to make this business, Gu Zheng's heart was fixed. Now she can wait for the other party to make a move.

"Since mom said so, I'm relieved. Let's stop laughing. I don't know what the price of Qingmei's redemption is now?"

Finally, when it came to the subject, the mother who almost hit her hand breathed a sigh of relief and gave two fingers to Gu zhengbi: "twenty oceans, reserve price, can't be less!"

Hearing the price, Gu Zheng's little finger holding the tea cup trembled slightly unconsciously. He opened his mouth and planned to make a counter-offer. Who wanted to be at this moment, there was a little voice at the door, but with an anxious announcement: "Mom, Lao Feng, who is in charge of the girl, has something to look for."

"Really! There's no peace for a moment!" the fat mother piled a sorry smile on her face, hugged a gift, hurried out of the door and bit her ears.

One advantage of Guo Yan, who was confused when he was listening, was that he was obedient. It seemed that he was always short of breath in front of his idol Gu Zheng.

But after a while, the fat mother returned to the house, but her face was even more ugly at this time.

"Hehe, the guest has been waiting for a long time. I don't know what you just wanted to say to me?"

"Oh, I mean, I don't know if mom can make the price cheaper. After all, there are still many differences between your price and my psychological price?"

"I don't know what the price is in your mind, guest?"

"Ten? No, five oceans..."

"Deal!"

What!?

The two men, like the two sharpest swordsmen, tangled and fought together, but separated in an instant at the moment of winning and losing.

Is that settled?

Gu Zheng, who was just going to press the price desperately, finally shook out the tea in his hand after the other party shouted the word "transaction".

Isn't the script designed like that?

But when his mother looked serious and couldn't laugh any more, and waved them to the deepest part of the garden, Gu Zheng knew that elder martial sister Qingmei must have had an accident, and something terrible had happened, so that the mother in the yard was eager to take her off.

Several people walked in a hurry. In the back porch where the noise in the front yard kept reaching our ears, no one was in the mood to speak again.

They moved on in silence until they reached the destination of the trip, the current residence of Qingmei.

"Here comes the green eyebrow you want to redeem."

As soon as his mother opened her mouth, Rao and Gu Zheng were surprised. In front of him was a damp and dark shack. A big lock that had been opened and hung on the was hung outside. The semi open door, a smell of blood came from the inside.

It was like thinking of something. After Gu Zheng made eye contact with his mother for only a moment, he immediately pushed the door and entered.

In the room, Gu Zheng saw elder martial sister Qingmei lying on a broken straw mat, motionless and unaware of life and death.

"Elder martial sister Qingmei?" Gu Zheng's voice was very light, with a tremor that he didn't notice.

"Cough cough..." after hearing the news, the people on the bed coughed twice, which finally added a little popularity to the room.

Still alive, scared the hell out of me.

Gu Zheng, who thought his mission would be glorious and failed, wiped the sweat of a narrow escape and approached the bedside.

Sister Qingmei's familiar face reflected into the interior of the light source moving forward together.

"Hiss"

After seeing the whole picture of Qingmei, Gu Zheng couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning. Now Qingmei has dark eye bags, long hair in disorder, half coughing and half panting on the bed, and there is a big scar on the top of his forehead. Even if it is wrapped with white gauze, it still can't stop its gurgling blood.