C3 Selling Himself to Bury His Father

There are no clouds, no clear sky, a light breeze, and the sky is shining. It's a good time.

Jee Xiuping sat on the carriage shaft, and Tong Qian sat at the back. The road was a little bumpy. She was afraid and wanted to hug the man's well-built waist, but she was afraid of scaring him. After all, this was not the 21st century. Who would dare to take the initiative? Yesterday, didn't she scare him badly?

So after thinking about it, Tong Qian only stretched out her tender white hands and quietly pulled on the man's sleeves.

Jee Xiuping noticed the movement behind and turned his head to look. He saw Tong Qian sitting very obediently beside him. Her forehead was still wrapped in a white cloth and her big eyes blinked as she looked at him. She was very lovable.

Jee Xiuping's heart was so soft that it felt like it was going to turn into water. He said softly, "It will be good after this part. It will be more stable on the official road. You, if you're scared, just sit a little more. "

" Okay. " Tong Qian nodded in agreement. Looking at the tenderness that could not be hidden in the man's eyes, her heart also felt like it was filled with honey. It was so sweet that it almost overflowed.

She pursed her lips and sat down a little more. Tong Qian clenched her fists even harder.

Jee Xiuping's body stiffened and his breathing could not help but become slightly disordered. The speed of the car was also no longer as fast as before.

Tong Qian of course saw through his thoughts, but she did not say anything. The two of them just walked together like that.

When they reached the town, Tong Qian walked around. She wanted to see if there was any convenient way to earn money. Although she did not have any big gains, she still had some plans in her heart.

Jee Xiuping followed Tong Qian around and saw that she did not buy anything. It was a little strange.

And today, even the osmanthus cake that she liked to eat the most was quickly passed by with a glance. In his heart, he was even more uncertain about what idea she was going to come out today.

However, it was almost noon, and the weather gradually became hot. Jee Xiuping was afraid that she would not be able to take it, so he carefully wiped her sweat. "Let's go to the teahouse to rest. "

"Okay. " Tong Qian felt sweet in her heart. She smiled so hard that her eyebrows curved. She could not become a fat person just because she earned money.

Just as the two of them turned the corner of the street, they saw a group of people gathered in front of the teahouse. They were whispering to each other and talking about it. They could vaguely hear some words like "pitiful" or "young lady.

Tong Qian was sensitive enough to stop in her tracks. She stood on the outside and listened carefully. Then, she got a rough idea of what was going on.

It turned out that a young lady called Miss Yun wanted to sell her body to the teahouse, buy a coffin for her father, and bury her properly. However, the owner of the teahouse saw that she was extremely thin and weak, and her insensitive appearance seemed to not want to do this business, so he directly chased the young lady out.

"Get lost! Get lost! Don't delay my business anymore. " owner of the teahouse held up his large belly and spittle flew all over his face.

Miss Yun was chased out of the door by the waiter of the teahouse. She knelt pitifully on the ground and pressed her palms together, begging, "Boss, please do it well.

Just take me in. I can do anything. Give me some tea and give me some water to sing. I know everything. "

The boss still did not allow it. The people at the side all said that it was pitiful but no one really went forward to help. After all, everyone knew how to settle accounts. It wasn't a small matter for anyone to have an extra mouth.

However, Tong Qian was different from others. Or rather, ever since she heard Miss Yun say that she knew how to sing, her eyes lit up.

This was a business opportunity. The heavens really treated her well. Once she went out, she would gain something.

Jee Xiuping saw Tong Qian's thoughtful and restless look and thought that she probably wanted to buy Miss Yun. He shook the money in his pocket. Although it was a little strenuous, if Qian wanted it. . .

A white and delicate hand suddenly covered the money bag. Jee Xiuping looked up and saw Tong Qian smiling brightly and shaking her head.

Jee Xiuping still had not understood. Tong Qian had already walked to the front of the crowd and said to the teahouse owner in a clear voice.

"It is a filial act for a young lady to sell herself and bury her father. Boss, you are rich and powerful. Why not do this kind deed and accumulate this kind of kindness?"

The owner of the teahouse saw that Tong Qian was a young lady of sixteen or seventeen years old and did not put her in his eyes. He waved his hand and impatiently said. "Miss, if you have money, buy her back. If you don't have money, then don't meddle in other people's business here. I still have business here! "

"Sigh!" Tong Qian continued, saying, "I just want to do business with the boss. "

After saying that, Tong Qian pulled the boss to the side and said confidently, "Businessmen naturally have money first. Boss, I won't hide it from you. I have a way to make Miss Yun become popular in the entire county. At that time, your teahouse will be the number one tea house in the county. If you don't accept her now, I'm afraid that you won't be able to accept her in the future. "

"Humph!" The owner of the teahouse glanced at Tong Qian from the corner of his eye and snorted. He shook his sleeves vigorously and turned around to leave.

At this moment, Tong Qian lightly opened her red lips and a smooth and clear tune was hummed out by her just like that.

It was like the chirping of oriole and the flicking of water from a green bird. It was simply the sound of nature.

This time, not only the teahouse owner, but almost everyone was attracted by this beautiful song. For a moment, there was not the slightest sound on the long street.

Jee Xiuping was even more so. He was stunned, as if someone had poked his acupuncture point.

When the song ended, it was as if everyone had just woken up from a dream. For a moment, they were in a trance.

"Good, good, good, good!" owner of the teahouse's eyes lit up. He turned around, clapped his hands and said, "Wonderful, wonderful. "

The corner of Tong Qian's mouth raised, and her eyes became more elegant. "Boss, are you still leaving?"

"Not leaving, not leaving. " owner of the teahouse quickly went forward and smiled, I am not leaving. " Uh, I just don't know how much you are willing to pay. . . "

"Boss. " Tong Qian also smiled and said, "I remember that the corner in front of us is the biggest teahouse in the county. If you don't want this Miss Yun, I think there will be someone who can see through gold. " He said to Miss Yun who was on the ground, "Little girl, come with me. I will definitely bury your father in glory. "

Miss Yun revealed a hesitant expression. Seeing Tong Qian's confident tone and seeing her expression, she immediately got up and prepared to follow Tong Qian.

Tong Qian's eyes contained appreciation. It was one thing for him to help, but he also needed this girl to be worth helping. However, she had always been accurate in judging people.

"Hey, wait. " owner of the teahouse quickly stopped the group of people and smiled obsequiously at Tong Qian. "Miss, what are you talking about? Although that teahouse is big, it is not as fated as ours. Someone come, pack up the rooms and come out to welcome the guests. "

As he spoke, he welcomed Tong Qian and the others into the room.

"Everyone, please take a seat. " After owner of the teahouse said that, he gave the servant behind a color. After a while, the servant took out a big money bag. Owner of the teahouse took it and personally gave it to Miss Yun.

The two of them exchanged pleasantries, but Tong Qian frowned.

This owner of the teahouse was indeed an old fox. At this point, he only said words of comfort to Miss Yun and did not mention anything about the arrangements after that. Clearly. . .

Owner of the teahouse seemed to have finished the formalities that he should do. He sat beside Tong Qian in a calm and unhurried manner. He served a cup of tea and said leisurely, "Miss Tongqian, speaking of which, you only sang a part just now. You want me to take this girl away with just this little bit of stuff? Isn't it a little too little?"