A middle-aged woman in red and green clothes twisted her waist and entered the teahouse. She was smiling when she spoke. She had a red mouth and white teeth, and a black mole as big as a fingernail on the corner of her mouth. It gave people the impression that she was this woman.

You live by your words.

Usually, the kind of middle-aged woman who relies on words to make a living, and dressed festively, the possibility of being a matchmaker is very high.

Sure enough, when the women at the next table who were talking saw this one coming in behind them, they all smiled and waved to her: "Sister Zhao, come on, come on, the tea is ready and waiting for you."

Mrs. Zhao sat down, tea was poured in front of her, and the cake plate was pushed in front of her.

Mrs. Zhao grabbed a piece of pastry and took a bite, praising it for being delicious. Then she stretched her neck and said to the other women on the table: "The closer it is to the New Year, the busier I am, and people are almost closing the door at home."

It’s been flattened. One after another, they all come to ask me to help their children!”

The woman at the table who talked the most, who was worried that her son was almost eighteen and whose marriage had not yet been settled, immediately complimented Mrs. Zhao: "Which neighbor in our street wouldn't say how good you are, Sister Zhao?

They say you are the reincarnation of Yue Lao, and you have matched up many couples."

Mrs. Zhao waved her hand with a smile: "I don't dare to accept the reincarnation of Yue Lao, but I have dealt with a lot of good marriages in my life. Except for the red thread I pulled for the Gu family two years ago, which broke, the other families are harmonious and beautiful!

"

The woman who spoke earlier came to Zhao's rescue: "It was an accident for the Gu family."

Mrs. Zhao raised her finger and pointed to the lintel of Gu's house diagonally across the street: "That accident almost destroyed my sign and made it almost impossible for me to survive in Wanghai County. You little bastard, I'm still annoyed when I think about it. Scholars, bah!

"

When the women at the table saw Zhao saying this, they actually got angry. For fear that there was a Gu family in the teahouse, they quickly refilled her tea and invited her to have snacks, trying to divert her attention with other topics.

Mrs. Zhao also has a temper that comes and goes quickly. No, she quickly told the women at the table about the red lines she had drawn in recent times, the family circumstances of both men and women, and what she had received.

Happy money and so on...

On the table over here, Ping'er couldn't drink the tea anymore, and the cakes tasted weird in her mouth.

"Qing'er, did I hear you correctly just now? The Mr. Gu whom Mr. Zhao condemned is my new uncle?" Ping'er asked Yang Ruoqing in a low voice, her face a little pale and her eyes a little hesitant.

Yang Ruoqing looked away, lowered her eyes and said solemnly: "It's very likely it's him."

Ping'er's hand shook and the tea bowl almost fell over, but Yang Ruoqing quickly caught it with quick eyesight and hands.

The movement here caused the women at the next table to stop talking and all looked over following the noise.

After taking one look at the women, Zhao looked away, but Zhao lingered on Yang Ruoqing and Ping'er for a while.

When I first met, I was attracted by their figures. Looking at their looks, they were both ordinary. It was a pity. Otherwise, I really wanted to go over and say hello and ask them if they had any unmarried sisters at home.

Since he was a commoner, Mrs. Zhao was naturally not interested in chatting, so she continued talking to her deskmate.

What Zhao didn't know was that Yang Ruoqing and Ping'er came out in disguise, with some freckles on their faces deliberately, so that they would not stand out at all among the crowd, and it would be easier for them to move around.

"Ping'er, don't panic. I'll find an opportunity later to find out more about Ms. Zhao." Yang Ruoqing patted Ping'er's hand and whispered.

Ping'er forced herself to nod.

Mrs. Zhao is a busy person. After drinking two bowls of tea and eating a few cakes, she left in a hurry.

Yang Ruoqing and Ping'er also quickly bought the order from the waiter and followed them.

Mrs. Zhao walked to the entrance of an alley, when a hand suddenly stretched out from the alley and pulled her in forcefully.

Before she could open her mouth and exclaim, a strange woman greeted her with apologies on her face.

"Aunt Zhao, don't panic, we don't mean any harm..."

Mrs. Zhao immediately recognized the two people standing in front of her. Aren't they the two women in the teahouse just now?

etc……

"You little lady, you have no eyesight. Who do you call aunt? Who is your aunt? Am I that old?" Mrs. Zhao stared at Ping'er and deliberately straightened her back so that Ping'er could see.

She knew clearly that the waves in front of her were real, not like the old woman's two pieces of loose skin hanging on her body.

Ping'er took two steps back, blushed, and quickly changed her words: "Sister Zhao, I'm sorry, it was my slip of the tongue. I will apologize to you..."

Ms. Zhao stood firm and received Ping'er's two blessings, and her anger subsided.

She looked at the two people in front of her, with some caution in her eyes: "Why are you dragging me into this alley in broad daylight?"

Ping'er said: "I want to ask you about someone."

Mrs. Zhao raised her hand to tuck her hair into a bun, and said with a smile: "I am a matchmaker for people, not a ploy."

"I'll buy you tea here."

A piece of silver appeared in front of Zhao's nose. Her eyes lit up, and her two eyeballs were squeezed into the middle, almost becoming cross-eyed.

"Don't think that you can buy information from me if you give me two dollars. I act as a matchmaker for people. People who have never seen it before can't be fooled by something yellow and white..."

Zhao's words stopped suddenly, and two ingots of silver appeared in front of her.

Mrs. Zhao's heart was pounding, she suppressed the urge to receive the money, and looked at Yang Ruoqing and Ping'er seriously again.

If before, she had only regarded the two of them as ordinary women on the street, then now, she is willing to spend ten taels of silver to come out and inquire about things. Not to mention their status, at least in the county town, she is also a young lady from a wealthy family.

But if she is a young mistress, why is she wearing ordinary clothes and not having a maid or a woman by her side?

Suddenly there was a flash of golden light in front of his eyes, and a gold leaf almost blinded Mr. Zhao's eyes.

"I ask you one last time, will you do this deal or not?" Yang Ruoqing's patience was gradually worn away, and her tone was a bit impatient.

Mrs. Zhao couldn't care so much anymore, grabbed the gold leaves and two ingots of silver, and held them tightly in her hands.

"I am a cheerful person and the most warm-hearted. Tell me, what do you want to ask about?"

Mrs. Zhao looked like she was going to go all out, as majestic and majestic as a general about to go to the battlefield.

If she had seen someone using two ingots of silver to buy information from her before, she would have really hesitated. Anyone who was willing to spend so much money to buy information would definitely not be offended by the person whose information was revealed, so two ingots of silver.

She wants to take it but also dares to take it.

But now, the gold leaves have come out. Even if she talks to others and tries to convince others, she still won't be able to save these gold leaves!

With the gold leaf, the whole family can live a good life in the county, buy fields, buy shops, and buy maids to serve them, and they no longer have to be a matchmaker to run errands for others.

For this golden leaf, she dared to tell any news!
Chapter completed!