[Red Chamber] Buddhist concubine

Mr. He looked at the shopkeeper in surprise: "Why did you come up with such an idea? You can quickly stop Mrs. Tuo's idea of ​​helping you find Mr. Meng Honglou. You don't care about the business of the teahouse. I still want to continue to cooperate with Mr. Meng Honglou." Woolen cloth."

In case Mr. Meng Honglou is angered by the shopkeeper's investigation of his identity, he will no longer cooperate with the teahouse in the next book, and he will earn a lot less money.

The shopkeeper glared at him: "Where are you thinking? When did I say that I would ask my wife to investigate the identity of Mr. Meng Honglou?"

Since Mr. Meng Honglou wanted to conceal his identity, as a qualified collaborator, he certainly would not go to the bottom of it. Even if someone wanted to inquire about his identity, he would help conceal it.

Just like Xian Wang Tumin wanted to find out the identity of Mr. Meng Honglou before, didn't he help conceal it?

Mr. He immediately became curious: "Then what do you mean?"

The shopkeeper approached Mr. He mysteriously and whispered in Mr. He's ear: "I heard that the master has some friendship with Xian Wang, so I wanted to ask my wife to ask the master to intercede for help, and let Xian Wang stop running to my teahouse all day long. Our temple here is small, and there is really no room for this big Buddha."

Mr. He thought for a while, and confirmed his idea: "If so, you can go to the Lin Mansion."

The shopkeeper was affirmed by Mr. He, and immediately patted the table: "Since Mr. He has said so, I will go now!"

Jia Min was looking at the account books of the Lin family's property today, and heard a rumor from his servants that the shopkeeper of the Lin family's teahouse came to ask for something.

Hearing the shopkeeper's name, Jia Min suddenly said, "So it's him? Hurry up and invite someone in!"

Jia Min has always been deeply impressed by this shopkeeper. Before that, it was because the teahouse was located in a busy city, but its income was far lower than other shops located in slightly remote places; later, it was because the teahouse suddenly saw a sharp increase in income, and even collapsed. Several times.

She had always wanted to invite someone to ask him how he did it.

It's just because it's not time to check the accounts on the New Year's Day, so it's not good to rashly call someone to inquire about the situation.She could only send the servant girl she valued around her to ask about the situation, but unexpectedly she got an answer because she got a good story, which attracted many guests.

Jia Min was already a little curious, and there was no reason for her to miss the shopkeeper's visit.

The shopkeeper greeted Jia Min immediately after entering the door.

Jia Min nodded: "Long time no see, the shopkeeper is still so rich."

The shopkeeper immediately smiled and waved his hands again and again: "Where is it? It's just because of the benevolence of the master."

Jia Min smiled and nodded, but did not answer.

She paused for a moment, then asked: "I heard from the servant girl, do you ask me for help?"

The shopkeeper became serious: "Madam, this is the situation. Before you sent someone to the teahouse to ask why the income has doubled during this period? My answer is that because I got a good story, it attracted many customers. "

Jia Min nodded: "Indeed."

"The problem is that the story is so popular."

The shopkeeper showed a proud yet distressed smile, which made Jia Min more curious: "Isn't it a good thing that the story is popular? How can there be problems?"

"Alas," the shopkeeper sighed, "Because it's so popular, it has been widely spread. Even the idle king heard the name of "The Widowed Man", so he went to the teahouse to listen to the book for several days."

Jia Min raised her eyebrows. It turned out that the story was called "The Widow"...

"After the idle king has finished listening to the story, he will no longer be satisfied with going to the teahouse to listen to books every day."

"Oh?" Jia Min was surprised, "What does he want?"

"Idle King wants to publish the story of "The Widow" in a book so that more people can know it. At the same time, he can keep it at home and read it every day."

Jia Min was puzzled: "Publishing a book is a good thing. Since the idle king is willing, you just agree to him."

"I have indeed agreed." The shopkeeper frowned, "But you don't know, the writer of "The Widow" has never revealed his identity, and every time he handed over the manuscript to Mr. He, it was the maid who came forward. Now that the novel is over, That gentleman's maid never appeared in the teahouse. Even if it is a good thing to publish a book, we really dare not make a claim without the consent of the husband. However, Xianwang sent people to the teahouse to inquire every day, and in the next ordinary Common people, facing Xian Wang's daily urging, are really a little flustered."

The shopkeeper hesitated for a long time, but did not tell Jia Min that Mr. Menghonglou was from the Lin family.

Jia Min thought for a moment, then asked: "Do you want the master to intercede with His Royal Highness Xian Wang, so that he should not worry?"

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up: "Exactly!"

Except for meeting with Jia Min during the New Year's Eve to check the accounts, he and Jia Min usually have no intersection, so they don't know much about the famous Mrs. Lin.Seeing her now, he immediately understood why he came, and he had a clearer understanding of her well-known intelligence.

The shopkeeper immediately raised Jia Min's evaluation in his heart.

Jia Min smiled: "I still think it's something difficult. You just need to rest assured, the old master and Xian Wang are old, it's just a matter of one sentence, presumably Xian Wang will not give the master face."

The shopkeeper was ecstatic: "Thank you Madam for your help!"

Jia Min waved her hand: "It's all for the Lin family."

After a few more days, the boy who used to come to the teahouse to ask questions did not show up until the afternoon, and the shopkeeper knew that Master Lin must have sought Xian Wang and persuaded Xian Wang to let him go.

On the second day when he thought he could sit back and relax and just wait for Mr. Meng Honglou to come to the door again, the boy unexpectedly appeared again.

The shopkeeper was very speechless: "...Why are you here again?"

The boy was even more speechless: "I only ask questions when I go to the teahouse every day, and I never disturb the business of the teahouse. Why do you go to complain to Mr. Lin? What complaints do you have?"

The shopkeeper rolled his eyes: "You don't even look at who is standing behind you. I'm just a small person, and I'm guilty of being short-tempered when I face the people in Xianwang's Mansion all day long?"

The boy sighed: "Then you find a way to remind Mr. Meng Honglou."

The shopkeeper looked at the boy: "Aren't you embarrassing me? If I knew the identity of Mr. Meng Honglou, I would have come to the door with a knife to force him to hand over the new book!"

After a pause, he asked, "Since Mr. Lin is looking for King Xian, why are you here again?"

The servant stared at the sky speechlessly: "This time I am not here on behalf of Xianwang Mansion, I am here on behalf of myself to ask Mr. Meng Honglou if he has written a new book."

Shopkeeper: "...Aren't you changing the soup instead of the medicine?"

"There are orders from above, I dare not disobey!" The boy looked at the shopkeeper, "But don't worry, I won't go to the teahouse to ask every day in the future."

Before the shopkeeper was happy, the servant said again, "I will come back another day."

Shopkeeper: "..."

The shopkeeper glared at the boy, and the boy also stared back.The two stood in front of the counter, just staring at each other, and no one spoke for a long time.

It wasn't until a customer came in that the shopkeeper looked away and stepped forward to greet him.

Seeing the person coming, the shopkeeper suddenly exclaimed: "Miss Qingliu, this old man is looking forward to you!"

Facing the enthusiastic shopkeeper, Qingliu took a step back rather uncomfortably, with a somewhat guarded expression: "Shopkeeper, what are you doing?"

The shopkeeper realized that his actions were a bit menglang, so he quickly took a step back: "Miss Qingliu, isn't this old man finally waiting for you, isn't he overjoyed?"

Qingliu looked suspicious: "Wait till I have anything to be happy about?"

The shopkeeper smiled: "Miss Qingliu, Mr. Meng Honglou's new book has been written?"

When it came to business, Qingliu immediately became serious: "Mr.'s new book has already written [-] characters. But before handing over the manuscript to Mr. He, both the restaurant and Mr. He must sign a new contract with Mr. He."

She paused, then took out a contract from her arms and handed it to the shopkeeper, "Treasurer, please read the contents of the contract first, if you have any objections, you can discuss it later."

The shopkeeper glanced at ten lines, quickly read the content of the complaint, and then shook his head again and again: "No, no, I can't wait for it."

The terms of the contract are not much different from the previous one, except that Mr. Meng Honglou has more benefits, but it is still within an acceptable range. The teahouse and Mr. He still make a lot of money.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and called the waiter in the teahouse: "Go and invite Mr. He, just say that Miss Qingliu has brought Mr. Meng Honglou's manuscript over."

The servant standing next to him was originally silent, but his eyes lit up when he heard the word "Dream of Red Mansions", and he squeezed directly in front of Qingliu: "Is this Miss Qingliu Mr. Menghonglou's maid?"

Qingliu was startled by him, and hurriedly retreated to hide.

The shopkeeper dragged him aside, annoyed in his heart: He was so happy because he had the news of Mr. Meng Honglou, and he forgot the servants of Xian Wang's mansion who were waiting at the side, damn it!

He hurriedly stopped the servant, turned around and said to Qingliu: "This is a servant of Prince Xian's mansion, because he likes the story of "The Widowed Man" so much, he has come to the house almost every day to inquire about Mr. Qingliu. Miss Qingliu, don't blame her."

Hearing this, Qingliu instinctively wanted to turn around and run away.

"Girl, don't worry too much. The idle king's news about Mr. Wang is just to publish "The Widow" in a book, and there is no malicious intention." The shopkeeper smiled at Qingliu.

Qingliu hesitated for a moment, but did not turn around and leave.

The young man poked his head out from behind the shopkeeper, and smiled shyly: "Don't blame me, girl, I have been waiting for news from Mr. at the teahouse almost every day. It has been nearly a month now. Now I suddenly know that Mr. I'm really a little over excited about the news. Miss, believe me, my Highness really has no malicious intentions."

Qingliu nodded: "I believe in King Xian's character."

That's what she said, but what she thinks in her heart, the other two don't know.

The shopkeeper took the opportunity to say: "The second floor is secret, why don't we talk upstairs?"

The boy and Qingliu looked at each other and nodded in unison.

After a while, Mr. He also came to the second floor.

Once everyone is here, it is time to formally start discussing the cooperation between the two books.