Chapter 409 Old Dog and Erhuozi

The old lady in a bright red robe was sitting on the high hall, bending slightly, talking to Lord Hou.

She is very old, her face is full of wrinkles, but her hair is covered with jewels and emeralds, and she is dressed very festively, as if she is the bride today, not just a banquet.

"You can just give the bride price casually, around ten taels or so. As for the dowry..." She turned to look at Chen Taijun next to her, "Old dog, how much money does our family have?"

It's true that Chen Taijun loves money, and she has made a lot of money over the years. When it comes to dowry, she intends not to give up half a step, because there are many dowries.

Hearing the old lady say that within ten taels, she almost sold a big bag as a gift, her face turned a little ugly, especially when she heard the old lady call her an old dog, her face turned green, but due to etiquette, she was still humble She replied calmly: "Our family has a large population and a lot of expenses. There is nothing left over these years, probably just..." She raised a finger, which means a bride price of ten taels, which is almost the same for a dowry of one hundred taels.

The old lady nodded, and happily said to Lord Xiao Hou, "As a dowry, we will give you 10,000 taels."

Chen Taijun took her hand, "No, old lady, our family can only go out..."

"One hundred thousand?" The old lady's eyes widened, "You have so much silver? You old dog, you have hidden so much money?"

Zi'an burst out laughing, and seeing the murderous eyes cast by the old matriarch, she quickly turned her face away and buried her head in Murong Jie's chest.

Murong Jie seemed to be used to hearing it, and he didn't find it funny at all.

Zian asked softly, "Why are you called Chen Taijun?"

"The old lady's adoptive father's surname is Gou. The custom of the old lady's country is that once a woman gets married, she has to add an old character before her surname, which is equivalent to you. If she calls you Lao Xia, she will call you mother and Lao Yuan." Murong Jie explained.

Zi'an let out an "uh," she knew this, and it was like this in some places in modern times.

"Is Mr. Chen's surname Gou? Didn't you say his surname is Chen?" Zian remembered that Mr. Chen also had a surname of Chen, and asked why both husband and wife were named Chen.

"The surname of the adoptive father was Gou, and later it was taken back to the surname of the biological father."

"A adoptive father and a biological father, sounds like someone with a story." Zi'an said.

Murong Jie smiled lightly, "Taijun Chen's story? You can't finish it for three days and three nights."

On the other side, there was a lot of talk about the dowry, but Xiao Houye couldn't get in a word, it was Chen Taijun and the old lady who were talking.

In the end, the old lady was annoyed by what she said, and she slapped the table, "Old dog, do you still dare to contradict the old body? It's not like you don't know that it's a blessing for our Liuliu to get married. How much dowry do you want?" Just post it upside down, can't our family afford it?"

Seeing that the old lady was angry, the old lady dared not speak, because the old lady began to pant, she was not in good health, and would faint if she was provoked, she had to endure it even though she was full of anger.

It was Xiao Tuo who poked Lord Xiao Hou on the back, and said in a low voice: "Grandfather, give me more, their family has a lot of dowries, and they have eighteen kinds of weapons."

Lord Xiao Hou glared at him angrily, "What's the point? Get out of here."

Xiao Tuo stood behind him aggrievedly, and said in a low voice, "Brother is going to marry a princess now, how can you be so stingy with a lot of money? What's wrong with giving more? It won't hurt you if you give more."

Zian pulled Murong Jie to leave, she had never seen such a marriage talk, it was so generous.

Just when she was about to come out, she heard the old lady ask the old lady angrily, "Give me the truth, how much is the bride price? If there is too much, what should I do if I don't want it? Are you willing to pay ten taels? If you are willing, just implement it."

Lord Xiao Hou also asked the old matriarch, "Taijun Chen, ten taels is indeed too little, so you can say what dowry you want."

Chen Taijun opened his mouth and sighed, "There are more ways to do it, and less ways to do it less."

"How much is that? Our family can't afford too much. My grandfather, Iron Rooster, at most won't marry." Xiao Tuo asked impatiently.

Chen Taijun was silent for a while, "Okay, ten taels." Xiao Tuo's refusal to marry frightened her. In fact, she was willing to do so, as long as Xiao Tuo was willing to marry Liu Liu.

When Liu Liu heard that she was worth ten taels of silver, her lungs almost exploded.

However, Lord Xiao Hou is naturally not that kind of person, even if Xiao Tuo called him an iron cock, he would not be able to give another ten taels.

The final dowry money was finalized at 10,000 taels, and the dowry was optional.

The old lady kept saying to the old lady: "What a wonderful family, where can I find it? If it were another family, you wouldn't even need your granddaughter if you paid 10,000 taels."

There were quite a few people who came to the banquet, including hundreds of merchants and politicians, which shows how well-connected the old lady is.

Zhuang Zhuang came before the banquet started, which caused a sensation. Many people gathered around to greet her. Zhuang Zhuang only smiled and stood in the middle of the crowd, with Qin Zhi and Qiong Hua protecting her.

Lord Xiao Hou looked over from a distance with complicated eyes, Zhuang Zhuang looked a little stiff when he saw Lord Xiao Hou.

When the Chen family held a banquet, instead of sharing a table for one person, ten people sat at a round table. Zian knew that sitting at a round table is common in modern wedding banquets, but it was not common at that time.

Zi'an, Murong Jie, Zhuang Zhuang, Hu Huanxi, Prince Rouyaoli of Liang's family, Prince An, and others sat at the same table, next to the old lady.

Zian has never seen such an aggrieved old dog... No, Mrs. Chen, she wants to drink, but the old lady glared at her, "You kid, do you still dare to drink?"

The old matriarch was talking to someone as a maharaja, and the old lady glared at him, "You child, how are you polite?"

One mouthful and one child, the old matriarch still can't refute, she has lost face in front of her colleagues, relatives and friends tonight.

The old lady didn't let the old lady drink, but she drank a couple of glasses herself and made a toast at the table.

Coming to Zian's table, Murong Jie lowered his head, trying not to look at the old lady.

But the old lady saw him at a glance, and said overjoyedly: "Er Huozi is here? Why don't you say hello to my old lady?"

"Er Huozi?" Zi'an looked at Murong Jie in surprise.

Murong Jie coughed, pretending not to hear what the old lady said, as if the old lady didn't call him.

Seeing that he didn't agree, the old lady walked over and grabbed his ear, "You boy, the old lady didn't agree to the question you asked?"

Seeing this, General Chen Long quickly grabbed her hand, "Grandma, you can't do this, this is what the prince, the regent, told you."

"Prince Regent? Isn't the Prince Regent an Erhuozi?" The old lady was a little puzzled, she looked at Murong Jie, "If you become the Regent, you won't recognize the old lady? Didn't you always eat candy with your old body when you were young?"

Murong Jie's complexion was ugly, don't mention how angry he was, he knew long ago that he shouldn't be greedy for the good wine of the Chen Mansion, but now he just called her a nickname and didn't say anything else, so he has to send her away quickly.

Thinking of this, he stood up, "I would like to toast the old lady, and wish the old lady a happy life."

"Good, so good!" The old lady smiled, her toothless mouth was like a black hole, and her face shrunk when she smiled, feeling very happy.