This tavern is called Cuihua Building, and at this Shichen, it’s not al ti, so there’s hardly anyone inside.
As they just entered the hall, a waiter imdiately ca up and sized them up first, then curled his lips with a sowhat disdainful look: "A few guests, what would you like to eat?"
That kind of expression clearly showed he looked down on them.
It’s no wonder; the Old Madam’s family was dressed ordinarily, not different from common folks. That garnt Madam Wang was wearing appeared to be of good material, but unfortunately, it’s so dirty that it’s hard to discern the original color, let alone tell what fabric it is.
The Old Madam instantly felt displeased. Though she dressed plainly, yesterday she was still a noblewoman with servants attending to her, only just driven out by the Emperor.
"Ah! You little brat, you actually dare to look down on ," the Old Madam released Madam Wang and shouted at the waiter, hands on her hips, full of vigor.
Oh gosh! My goodness! Turns out they’ve hit a hard spot, even if they’re paupers, they’re quite terrifying when they throw a fit, so the waiter, afraid the situation might escalate, imdiately dropped his arrogance.
"Hehe...! Old Madam, please don’t be angry. How about heading to a private room on the second floor? The environnt there is beautiful and very tranquil, but... cough cough... the price is rather...!"
"You little brat, why are you dawdling? Is it just about Silver? We’ve got plenty. Daughter, co on, let’s go to a private room on the second floor."
The Old Madam, flaunting her wealth, grabbed Madam Wang’s arm and headed toward the staircase.
The whole family tagged closely behind.
The woman followed behind, turning her head to look back while muttering to herself: "Why hasn’t my husband returned yet?"
Just as they were about to reach the second floor, a figure dashed in through the main entrance.
The waiter stepped forward and blocked him: "Guest, dining or staying?"
The man ran out of breath, pointed with his finger to the group about to reach the second floor: "I... I... I am with... with them."
The woman turned her head, saw her husband just enter, imdiately stopped and waved at him, shouting loudly: "Husband, we are here, hurry over."
"Hey! Coming!" The man responded loudly, then nodded and bowed to the waiter, spoke kindly: "Little brother, I’m really with them."
The waiter: "Alright, alright, go ahead."
"Thanks!"
The man happily dashed up.
As the waiter watched his back, he murmured to himself: "Clearly a bunch of paupers, yet act like big spenders, hope they have Silver to settle the bill later."
The second floor private room.
The Old Madam’s family joyfully ordered many dishes, mostly at.
Madam Wang frowned deeply as she watched. In Prince’s place, als weren’t even this opulent; they seed to be living well, but thinking of them squandering her hard-earned money made her instantly unhappy: "Enough, can you finish all those dishes?"
Just now, Mother said there’s no Silver, but suddenly brought her to such a luxurious tavern, eating such expensive als; what does it all an? Madam Wang was very puzzled, yet couldn’t figure out their intentions.
The woman, full of pride, said: "Can’t finish them, we’ll pack them ho."
Madam Wang asked: "Is this how you usually live?"
"Isn’t it all thanks to you? Only through your blessing can we live like this," the woman replied filled with sarcasm, but after being nudged gently by her husband, she imdiately fell silent.
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