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Chapter 274 I met Bao Zheng
"No, no, Uncle, please stop for a moment."

Before Zhang Zhe could react, Lao Bai couldn't hold back any longer and waved his hands repeatedly:

"You didn't tell me about this."

How could you say that to someone? What man could stand to hear that?

"What's so unacceptable about it?" Uncle Bai blinked and looked at Zhang Zhe: "Teacher Zhang, is there something wrong with what I said?"

“No problem.” Zhang Zhe swore he wasn’t laughing; he was serious. “You’re being responsible to the man. He’s here on a blind date; he has the right to know this information.”

"That's right." The old man slapped his thigh and sat up abruptly. "That girl is really clueless. She told me about this. If I helped her keep it a secret from the man she was going on a blind date with, wouldn't I be shameless?"

"You guys..." Old Bai wanted to say something.

He opened his mouth, but then silently closed it again.

What he really wanted to say was: The woman told you she had a history of miscarriage because she wanted you to help her come up with a reason. Don't you matchmakers understand the art of language?
Do you have to say "scumbag" and "miscarriage"? Can't you just tell the guy that the girl has a congenital health problem and might have some difficulty getting pregnant in the future?
But Lao Bai was a man after all, so he could only think these words; he couldn't say them to Zhang Zhe's face.

If he had said that, his backside would have been crooked.

"So, Second Uncle, the woman attacked you because of this?" Zhang Zhe asked curiously.

"No, that's not it." The old man shook his head: "That boy was quite reasonable. He felt that it wasn't the girl's fault for meeting a jerk."

"As long as he can have more children in the future, he has no objection."

"However, he asked me to ask the girl if she really only had this one ex-boyfriend, and if the biggest problem was that she was pregnant out of wedlock."

"This boy is smart!" Zhang Zhe nodded in agreement.

Do you think that if a woman takes the initiative to confess about a painful past experience, it's necessarily because she's exceptionally honest and genuinely wants to be with you?

Not necessarily!
It's very likely that she has even more unbearable experiences that she can't talk about, so she's selectively mentioning one to test your attitude.

If you can accept that, wait until your relationship has deepened, such as when you're engaged or have registered your marriage and are preparing for the wedding banquet, then she can bring up the next relationship...

The guy the old man met was smart; he could think of this much, which puts him ahead of 90% of men on blind dates.

"Was he smart?" The old man touched his already thin hair. "I didn't realize it at the time. I just felt that he was a bit scheming."

"The girl was so honest, yet he still thinks the worst of her."

"Uncle, you can't say that." Zhang Zhe shook his head.

Since Uncle Bai has come to learn from us, we should explain the basic principles of the matchmaking industry to him.

“We’re like matchmakers, much like real estate agents. You know, when someone is selling a house, they say everything about it is great except the drain is prone to getting clogged.”

"The homebuyer, upon hearing this, asked you, the real estate agent, to help inquire whether there are any other problems with the drains and sewers besides the floor drains?"

"That makes perfect sense."

How can you complain about someone asking too many questions?

"That makes sense, doesn't it?"

"Yes." Uncle Bai nodded and sat down. "I don't think as clearly as you, Teacher Zhang, but I still asked for him back then."

"Because I can tell from the man's attitude that if I don't ask, he won't feel at ease, and then I won't get my referral fee."

"Referral fee?" Zhang Zhe suddenly became curious: "How much do you get paid for your one-on-one referral service?"

"I don't know," the old man shook his head. "I haven't received any referral fees yet."

"However, I heard from other matchmakers that if the two people they introduce end up getting married, they have to give at least 6888 yuan, and some people have given as much as 18,000 yuan."

“Zhang Zhe, do you know him? His head…” Old Bai pointed to the gauze on his second uncle’s head and said, “They compensated him with 60,000 yuan.”

“If he weren’t so old, I’d suggest he start faking accidents to extort money. These days, young girls have such bad tempers, they’re easily provoked by him.” “Okay.” Zhang Zhe touched his forehead and smiled helplessly.

To be honest, this old man's matchmaking business is quite lucrative. If he were more efficient, he could be considered a high-income earner in Qingdao.

However, not many people usually ask Uncle Bai to act as a matchmaker; this job is just a pastime for him after retirement.

"What did the girl say?"

"She said no, she'd only ever dated one jerk in her life." The old man remembered the situation clearly: "She stood up and told me that if the guy didn't believe her, he could go to the hospital for a checkup right now."

"Did you get it checked out in the end?"

"No, no, she's so confident, I don't think it's necessary to get checked, it's a waste of money."

"What do you think?" Zhang Zhe asked in surprise, "Uncle, why do you think you've taken it?"

"If I were you, I would definitely help the couple agree to have this item checked during their premarital medical examination. That way, both of them will feel at ease."

After hearing this, Lao Bai quickly patted his second uncle: "Did you hear that?"

"Learn from how professional matchmakers do it."

"I'm learning, aren't I?" Second Uncle retorted somewhat impatiently, but then he turned to Zhang Zhe and smiled, "Teacher Zhang is right."

"I learned."

"Anyway, the inspection isn't paid for by me."

“That’s right,” Zhang Zhe agreed. “People usually only get married once in their lives, so there’s definitely no need to skimp on such an important event.”

"And then? How did you get beaten up?"

"What exactly did you say that made her angry?"

"Because of which sentence..." the old man muttered to himself as he recalled, "It must be because I told her that she had been with another man and had a child, although she didn't give birth, but it was close."

"We can't expect the same dowry as we would from a young, unmarried woman; we have to lower it a bit."

"She disagrees."

"I felt she was wrong, so I tried to persuade her."

"But the more I tried to persuade her, the more agitated she became, and eventually she started hitting me. She was hitting and cursing me, saying that I was in cahoots with a man, that I was insulting her character, and that no man was a good person..."

"So that's how it is." Zhang Zhe now understood everything.

This matter is not so easy to argue. It's fine to negotiate the bride price, but it's understandable that the other party would find it hard to accept if you focus on the flaws that the other party has voluntarily revealed.

From the woman's perspective, she felt that she could have kept it a secret, since it's not easy to find out about a miscarriage if she doesn't cooperate.

She brought it up herself to show her sincerity.

Surprisingly, this became the reason for "price reduction".

It gave her the feeling that "she turned herself in, but got a harsher sentence," which she naturally couldn't accept.

Add to that Uncle Bai's speaking style...

Once they started fighting, it didn't seem so hard to understand.

“The woman’s reaction was excessive.” Zhang Zhe characterized the matter: “It’s unreasonable to hit the matchmaker, and the money saved from the dowry won’t go to the matchmaker anyway.”

"Uncle, you're saying this to try and bring them together, so there's nothing wrong with that."

“That’s right.” Uncle Bai nodded vigorously, looking at Zhang Zhe as if he were Bao Zheng (a famous judge in Chinese history).

(End of this chapter)