Wanjin Lady

Chapter 397 Copycat
"Really?" Wei Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly. The moment he picked up the chopsticks, everyone's hearts dropped to the ground in panic. Just when they thought Wei Zheng had finally shown some mercy and let them go, the man smiled wickedly, "Come to think of it, Junior Sister Wen's husband has been dead for a year. Junior Sister Wen, don't you have any plans to find another good match?"

Wen Wan's scalp felt tight.

Find another good match?

That has to wait until this bad relationship ends!

"No." Wen Wan shook her head like a rattle. As she spoke, she pulled out her handkerchief and wiped her tears. A trace of sadness crossed her face. "My late husband and I were deeply in love. I am his in life and his in death! I will never marry anyone else in this life except him. I just want to raise our two children well. Please don't make fun of me about this, my Lord."

It’s my late husband again.

It's a deep love and friendship.

That damn soulmate again.

The smile on Wei Zheng's lips gradually froze, and Wen Weiming quickly agreed, "Right, right, right, these were just jokes between my wife and me, don't take them seriously. It's all because of my son-in-law's unfortunate fate. If he were still alive... he and Wan Niang would surely be in perfect harmony, a pair of mandarin ducks that everyone would envy!"

mandarin duck?

Wei Zheng was particularly displeased with the chicken in the dish of chicken stewed with mushrooms.

"So, Master is not anxious about Junior Sister Wen's marriage?"

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Wen Weiming waved his hands repeatedly, "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings!"

A gentle smile appeared in Wei Zheng's eyes. "If a young talent is interested in Junior Sister Wen and comes to propose marriage, Master won't object?"

"No objection!" Wen Weiming laughed. "This kid is smarter and more capable than me. She's definitely going to make the right choice!"

"The old man is truly open-minded! No wonder he was able to raise a daughter like Junior Sister Wen, who is ten times more capable than an ordinary man!"

Wei Zheng calmly placed a piece of the old man's favorite braised pork into Wen Weiming's bowl, his smile becoming even more friendly. "Come on, old man, eat more. Good health is a blessing to the family. But don't eat too much of this fatty meat. If you have symptoms of poor qi circulation, come and sit with me. I have some new Mengding tea that arrived this year. This tea is produced in Mengshan, Bashu. It has an elegant aroma and a mellow flavor. It is most suitable for people with weak spleens and stomachs."

Wen Weiming sighed inwardly that this boy was more sensible than when he was a son-in-law. Although this son-in-law was a little scary at times, he was indeed extremely powerful...

Sister Zhaozhao, who was taking a nap in the outer room, suddenly started crying. The wet nurse sang a song to comfort her softly, and Wen Weiming suddenly became clear-headed!
No.

If they acknowledge this son-in-law, the two children will no longer have the surname Wen!

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"Is your mother sick too?"

Early that morning, Chen Erjie from the Red Mansion came to say goodbye. Facing Wen Wan's questioning, she looked embarrassed, "Boss, business at the Red Mansion has been really bad these days, and a new restaurant has opened across the street. Life will definitely be even harder from now on. My husband's legs and feet are better now, and he can't bear to see me suffer outside... It just so happens that I'm sick too, so... please do me a favor!"

Hongmei retorted, "Business at the Red Mansion has been bad these days because Lord Wei is arresting people everywhere. Everyone's in a state of panic these days. Who dares to go out and about? Not to mention our Red Mansion, even many restaurants in the city have been closed for several days..."

Wen Wan knocked on the table and said, "Pay Chen Erjie's wages for these days and let her go back to be filial to her parents."

Chen Erjie was overjoyed and said, "Thank you very much, Master, for your help."

After receiving her wages, Chen Erjie said goodbye to everyone in the Red Mansion. Hongmei collected the chisel, scale, and reamer used to weigh the silver. Upon hearing this, she also waited on the second floor to see where Chen Erjie had gone. "Miss, this is the third one. The other day it was Luo Wuniang from the kitchen, yesterday it was Liu who serves the dishes, and today it's this Chen Erjie! These three people are always on good terms, and now it seems they left at the same time. They must be up to something bad!"

Wen Wan said nonchalantly, "They're probably going to the restaurant across the street, right?" Hongmei's expression changed, then she realized the key point and stomped her foot angrily, "Shameless! They're trying to steal our girls! Girl, let's take them down!"

Wen Wan laughed at her, "You're quite impatient, girl. Let me ask you, even though it's a restaurant, do you know what they sell specifically? What's their highlight? How big is their business? Who are their customer base? What's their customer profile?"

Hongmei was taken aback by the question and immediately said, "I'll go check it out this afternoon."

"The answer is the same if we explore the bottom." Wen Wan opened the window and looked at the small building in the clouds not far away, her eyes narrowed slightly. "The restaurant this person is going to open... should be very similar to ours."

interesting.

She was actually looking forward to Jia's random punches.

I heard that the Jia family is wealthy and has never been involved in housework. They only have a basic understanding of poetry and literature, but they have never been involved in business.

This is simply giving away one's life!

I can only say that none of the people in this room of three can put together a brain.

The only one she liked was Cheng Yunzhang.

Unfortunately, the elder lady would never allow Cheng Yunzhang to ruin his own future by interfering in the household affairs. In other words, as long as Cheng Yunzhang did not take action, she still had time to develop her own dirty ways.

Seeing her confident attitude, Hongmei thought to herself that she was too impatient compared to the girl. The girl had once taught her that even if the sky fell, one had to act calm and composed.

It doesn't matter whether the moves can defeat the enemy.

The key is to make the moves look good.

Besides, she had been training with the girl for such a long time, why would she lose her composure over such a small storm?

"Highly similar?" She narrowed her eyes slightly, imitating a gentle expression, and put her hands behind her back. "Interesting."

As for what it meant specifically, he remained silent when asked.

So the master and servant stood on each other's left and right, both with their hands in their pockets, staring blankly at the mountains and rivers outside the window.

However, Wen Wan guessed that Jia was planning to copy the route of the Dream of the Red Chamber, but she did not expect that this wave of copying would come so quickly!
When Chunri Tower opened, a full hundred firecrackers were set off, shaking the entire ground of West City. After a while, the manager, holding a savings box on his waist, scattered copper coins with a "bang bang" sound. The children in the alley heard the news and came out, all gathered in front of Chunri Tower.

Today, all the women in the Red Mansion were dressed in work uniforms, their hands on their hips, staring fiercely in the direction of Chunri Mansion. The nimble Zhang Chunhua was the first to gather intelligence: "Shameless! Truly shameless! I was blinded the moment I walked in, and thought I was back in the Red Mansion! This is not Chunri Mansion at all, it's exactly like the Red Mansion!"

Zhang Chunhua's face flushed with rage. Before she could even catch her breath, she was dragged into the house by her sisters. She panted and cursed, "Just look at that winding path down there. The reception desk, the order counter, the food delivery counter, the stage on the second floor...it's exactly the same as our first floor! Even the work clothes those young ladies are wearing are the same style and color as ours!"

Zhang Chunhua was furious and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm. "It's even worse! Everything they sell is copied from ours. The mung bean paste, milk tea, and sour plum soup are all from our store! The most important thing is that they only sell it for twenty cents a cup!"

This……

Even if you become a member of their store, a cup of milk tea still costs a few hundred coins. Why do they sell it so cheaply?

Isn't this deliberately making things difficult for the Red Mansion?