Unfortunately for her, Shen Lingruo returned to her home a few days before she fell into poverty. She was unable to turn the tide and had to eat chaffy vegetables to make a living.
She was forced to do the dishes and wash the dishes. Not only was her boss squeezed her and her salary was deducted, but she was also humiliated and scolded by the boss's wife. Occasionally, when she met a lady from a wealthy family whom she had known before, she was even more treacherous and ridiculed.
Shen Lingruo got angry and smashed the plate with soup and water into the horrified and astonished face of the landlady, pointed at her nose and said: "I don't want to
It's done, how about love? "
Soon after, people discovered how the richest man in the capital, who made his fortune by raising pigs, looked so much like the down-and-out Miss Shen?
The restaurant proprietress snorted coldly: "No way, she will never be able to eat four dishes and one soup in her whole life! She is the richest man in the capital!"
The lady of a wealthy family sneered: "If she can be the richest man in the capital, then I can also be the Queen Mother!"
Later, the ladies and proprietresses of the wealthy nobles and their families disappeared from the capital for no apparent reason.
Of course, this incident did not cause much turmoil. People were more concerned about the marriage between the richest man in the capital and the newly appointed Marquis Jiang An.
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In front of the meat stall
I saw that the stall owner was a delicate and beautiful woman. The slender white wrist held not an embroidery needle, but a butcher's knife. With the knife in her hand, a piece of pork was separated from the flesh without any traces.
Not long after, a man came running quickly.
With a smile on his face, he wiped the sweat from the woman's face and let her rest. He skillfully took the knife from her hand and neatly divided the meat and removed the bones.
When the customers standing in front of the stall saw the man's face clearly, they were filled with fear and confusion. They ran away without taking the meat that was handed to them.
On the second day, news spread in the capital that the Marquis of Jiang'an, whom the emperor had professed, was selling pork.
The queue in front of the meat stall was long, and the place where the meat stall was was packed to the brim.
If you ask about the reason, there is no other reason. I just want to taste the pork sold by Mr. Hou.
Intention: Be positive every day and welcome a better tomorrow
