The legitimate daughter is reborn to make money, abuse the scum, and do whatever she wants

I saw an old man who was over fifty years old and about the same age as Mu Dashan walked over and said, "Which one do you like, girl? We can customize it, or we can come to you to do it."

Mu Qingyue looked at him and asked doubtfully, "Are you the shopkeeper here?"

The old man replied with a smile, "No, this is my son. He was injured a few days ago. Now he is recuperating at home. Tell me the same thing. I guarantee that you will be satisfied! Your surname is Zheng. Everyone calls me Lao Zhengtou. .”

Mu Qingyue nodded and didn't ask any more questions. After all, it was other people's privacy.

The finished furniture looks very delicate, and the rough edges are polished very smooth. It can be seen from the details of these furniture that their craftsmanship is good.

"Just this style! It looks simple and elegant. It's made of pear wood." Then handed him the good size.

Old Zheng took the order and took a look at it, "Long desk, Eight Immortals table, two armchairs, a set of desks and bookshelves, four beds, four sets of wardrobes, two sets of dressing tables,..."

After reading it, he called a young man and said, "Give this to your senior brother and ask him to hurry up and get this out."

"Wait!" Leng Ye saw the young man about to go out and hurriedly called him.

She looked back at Mu Qingyue and said, "Qingqing, choose another one. When our house is built, we will also need to buy furniture, so we just bought it together to save us a trip."

When Mu Qingyue heard Leng Ye's words, her face could not help but heat up slightly, "Brother Leng, Leng, just see what you like, and I don't need to give you any advice!"

"No, you can arrange it as you like!" Leng Ye looked at Mu Qingyue seriously.

Mu Qingyue looked at Leng Ye's serious look and was really a little frightened. She knew that it would be impossible if she didn't choose, so she had to look at the drawings and carefully select them.

When I saw the last part, I was attracted by it, "Brother Leng, how about this, it's so beautiful!"

Leng Ye looked at Mu Qingyue's happy look and asked, "Do you like this one?"

Mu Qingyue nodded, "It's very beautiful! It's also very comfortable to look at!"

"Okay!" Leng Ye pointed to the last style and said: "This one will be made in the same quantity as before. Except for a set of dressing tables, the rest are the same, made of nanmu. How much deposit do I need to pay?"

Mu Qingyue looked at him in surprise. Nanmu ones were very expensive!

Old Man Zheng was happy to take the order. This is a big deal! Then he picked up the abacus and started counting, "One hundred and twenty taels for Limu, and two hundred and sixty taels for Nanmu."

"Pay one hundred taels first! Come and pick up the furniture with the order when the time comes, and it will be delivered to your home for free!" Then write down the deposit on the order, and both parties will fingerprint it on time, in duplicate.

Then he handed the order to the young man and said, "Send it to your senior brother!"

After watching the young man leave, Mu Qingyue looked at Old Man Zheng and asked, "How long will it take to finish it?"

Old Man Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Limu's can be done in thirty days, but Nanmu's will take a little longer. There are too many things and we can't get them all out at once!"

"Okay, we'll come back in a month and deliver the Limu set to your home first. You can do the Nanmu set slowly. Don't be in a hurry." Leng Ye said. Slow work leads to careful work, and of course I want to give Qingqing the best! Don't let Qingqing's mood be ruined just because the furniture is not good!

Old Man Zheng couldn't help but feel moved when he saw Leng Ye being so considerate towards them. He didn't expect to see his ruthless look, and he didn't expect that he was so easy to talk to.

Mu Qingyue looked at the furniture that had been selected and thought about going to the blacksmith shop to leave with Leng Ye.

Not long after they left, a group of thugs came to the door of Yamufang and shouted. Qian Da looked at the plaque of "Yamu Ju" and then looked at Old Zhengtou, "Old Zhengtou, Mr. Qian has taken a liking to you." This place is your honor, your old arms and legs are not as durable as your son!"

Old Zheng looked at Qian Da's arrogant look, and then thought of his son lying on the bed with scars all over his body. He was so angry that he pointed at him with trembling fingers and said, "Don't even think about it, this is my ancestral home." , I won’t sell it to you even if I die!”

The waiter next to him looked at Old Zheng as if he was about to fall down in the next moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "Old shopkeeper, be careful, we still need you to take charge of the overall situation here!"

Old Zheng thought of his son at home and stood up straight, pretending to be strong, "You have gone too far to bully others. Even if I risk my life, I will go to the county government to sue you!"

After listening to Old Zhengtou's words, Qian Da burst out laughing and said, "Then you go ahead! The county magistrate is my uncle, and my aunt is very favored by the county magistrate now! Even if you go to sue the official, you will be arrested when he sees it." Who. Haha..."

The man holding Lao Zheng's head was so angry that he was at a loss. "You, you are bullying others! I will fight for you today!" After saying that, he let go of Lao Zheng's head and rushed towards Qian Da.

Qian Da watched him rushing toward him and was not in a hurry. When he was still a few steps away from him, he was beaten to the ground by the person behind him.

Old Zheng hurriedly helped him up.

Qian Da looked at them with expressions of displeasure, "My master is generous and knows that you are too busy, so he asked me to come here and tell you that I will give you another month. After one month, we will come to collect the house."

Saying this, without waiting for Lao Zhengtou's reaction, he turned around and left.

Lao Zheng's head turned pale, and the waiter next to him looked worried, "Old shopkeeper, what should we do?"

At this time, another waiter came in and said: "Old shopkeeper, these customers heard that our carpentry shop offended Mr. Qian and they were unwilling to work with us. What do you think we should do?"

Old Zheng closed his eyes helplessly. After a while, he opened his cloudy eyes, but there was deathly silence in them. "Give them a refund! There is still one month left. Drive out the two orders from the customer just now, and then go to the accounting room to pay the wages. You all can leave too!" After saying this, he walked towards the backyard tremblingly. .

The clerk wanted to help him, but Lao Zheng waved his hand, "Go! You all go and help. We can't slack off on the last business, and we can't destroy our Yamuju's sign."

Everyone looked at the back of Old Zhengtou, all of them were dejected and lacked energy. Finally, under the leadership of their senior brother, they completed the last order of Yamu Game with full enthusiasm.

Mu Qingyue and the others knew nothing about Yamuju. If Mu Qingyue had been present, they would have recognized that the leader was one of the people who drove Qiancai.

The two of them came to the iron shop where they bought a pot for the first time. As soon as they entered the shop, a gust of hot wind hit them.

When the lady boss saw a customer coming to the door, she hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. Because Leng Ye often came here to buy things, the lady boss was familiar with him. She looked at Leng Ye and asked, "What do you need to buy today?"

Leng Ye looked around and found no sign of the iron shop owner. He looked at the landlady suspiciously.