On the second floor of Yalan Tea House, watching the bullock cart slowly go away on the street, and finally being submerged in the crowd, Luo Manli was sitting in front of the window, her fingers tightly stirring a square handkerchief in her palm, a pair of almond-shaped eyes.

About to spit out fire.

She emphasized eerily: "Do you see clearly?"

Standing behind her, with her hands tied, Aunt Liu lowered her eyebrows and affirmed: "It's her, my senior sister, Aunt Gui."

"How come the consul in the back kitchen of the imperial dining room is accompanying a country peasant girl? Are you sure you read it correctly?" asked Aunt Li on the side.

"I have been working with Aunt Gui for twenty years, and I know her even after she turned into ashes. I will not be mistaken."

Aunt Liu said firmly: "Five years ago, we left the palace together, and I came to Miao Mansion, but Senior Sister was nowhere to be found, but I never thought that she would be reduced to such a situation."

Luo Jie flashed in Aunt Liu's eyes, "So, in this competition, I did not lose to a country girl, but to the hands of my senior sister. In this way, I can be considered convinced that I lost!"

Aunt Liu,"

Miao Manli's eyes flashed and she ordered: "Since you have a good relationship, go find her and ask her to come to my Yalan Teahouse and to my wife. I will not treat her badly."

Aunt Liu hesitated, "My senior sister has been dull and stubborn all her life. I'm afraid of her..."

"Don't worry, even if she comes, I won't treat you badly!"

Luo Manli explained: "What I want now is to defeat Xia Qianqian, destroy the 'Everyone Fa' shop, and breathe a sigh of relief."

"Yes!" Aunt Liu lowered her head and agreed.

Luo Manli snorted coldly and asked again: "Mother Li, it's been two days and you still haven't found out where the milk used in the 'Everyone Fa' shop comes from?"

She hates the fact that iron cannot be made into steel: "If there is no milk, I don't think how can she sell milk tea?"

Aunt Li quickly lowered her head, "The servant she sent has been following her and has not discovered the source of the milk."

"You guys are so stupid!"

Luo Manli vented her anger, "She goes to school, studies, and hangs out all day long. Where can she go to get milk in person?"

"The old man driving the cattle drives them all day long, so follow him."

"Yes!"

Today, the business of "Jiafa" small shop is still very good.

However, Li Yunniang insisted on letting Xia Qianqian go to school and refused to let her help.

Xia Qianqian did not refuse. It was Mr. Zhu’s class in the morning, and this time it was a painting class.

Without any suspense, Xia Qianqian still submitted the manuscript first and left the class at the top speed.

She wandered all the way to the gate of Zhuxian Academy and was caught by Mo Yan.

He stepped forward quickly, bent down and said with a smile: "Xia Xiazi, that day you said that "Journey to the West" would be updated the next day, and sure enough, it was updated at noon the next day."

Mo Yan approached her and said mysteriously: "Tell sir, do you know that scholar and can you recommend him?"

"No, no!" Xia Qianqian waved her hand and said with a helpless smile: "What I guess is just a coincidence, just a coincidence."

If Mo Yan knew that she was the author of the book, he would definitely be chasing her all day long to update it.

She is very busy.

Writing articles is completely her side job.

"What a coincidence!"

Mo Yan was a little disappointed, "I read these two chapters several times and studied them for three days. This subsequent content is like a rope, holding my heart, making me dream and sleepless at night!"

"Be at peace and don't be impatient! Be at peace and don't be impatient!"

Xia Qianqian comforted her, "If you want to see high-quality articles, you have to give them time to come up with ideas. If they get anxious and end up writing poorly, you will be even more upset."

This sentence touched Mo Yan's heart.

He held the manuscript of "Journey to the West" in his hand and nodded.

"I understand, I understand!" He muttered to himself as he walked towards the penthouse, "I really want to write it myself, how about I try to write the follow-up..."

This Mr. Mo is going crazy because of "Journey to the West".

Xia Qianqian shook her head and walked out of the college gate.

Outside the door of "Jiafa", guests lined up twenty meters away.

Xia Qianqian felt happy, but did not step forward to help. Instead, she turned around and walked along Peach Blossom Avenue towards the main street.

When I turned the corner of the street, I looked up and saw a carriage with a green tent, with Geng Zhong sitting on the shaft.

He looked gloomy, but when he saw it was her, he cheered up and stepped forward, "Miss Xia, are you going out?"

Xia Qianqian was also a little puzzled, "Your young master went on a long trip, why didn't you follow him?"

Geng Zhong was questioned, and the resentment accumulated in his heart became even more uncomfortable, "Young Master asked me to protect the girl."

"I'm in Jiangcheng, what's the danger?" She was also a little dissatisfied with his arbitrary decisions.

"Jiang Chengyun's methods are great, but the young master is afraid of girls..."

"That's because Jiang Chengyun has never seen my method..."

Xia Qianqian jumped on the carriage, "Let's go to Juwang Tower!"

She won't be able to help with things over at Fan Shan for a while, so she can only handle things here. That Jiang Chengyun is an eyesore.

Cuiyu didn't care about cleaning up, so he asked her to clean up.

After a while, the Qingzheng carriage arrived at Juwang Tower.

When the boy at the door saw her, he cleverly led her to the private room on the second floor and served her hot tea.

Xia Qianqian asked Geng Zhong to sit down and asked, "Tell me, what is Jiang Chengyun most afraid of now?"

Geng Zhong took a sip of hot tea and said coldly: "He has not been completely cleared of suspicion of being a bandit. Naturally, he is afraid of having any contact with the bandits again."

Xia Qianqian tapped her fingers on the table, "Tell me, what would happen if Fanshan bandit Feng Wei knew that Jiang Chengyun had betrayed him?"

"Miss Xia, what do you want?" Geng Zhong's heart beat rapidly.

Xia Qianqian smiled slyly, "I want to frame someone."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

Shopkeeper Qiao happily walked in, "Miss Xia, you're here."

Xia Qianqian didn't show up and asked, "Shopkeeper Qiao, how were the drinks sold yesterday?"

"It's so hot!"

When it comes to the wine business, Shopkeeper Qiao has endless things to say, "However, the container is a little too slow, and there are too many people waiting, so there will inevitably be friction and resentment."

"Container, take this one!" She abruptly cut off Shopkeeper Qiao's obsession, "But, do I have another way to solve this problem?"

"How?" Shopkeeper Qiao's heart suddenly jumped for joy.

Xia Qianqian pondered for a moment and pretended to be mysterious: "To be honest with Shopkeeper Qiao, Master also loves drinking. He once taught me a unique wine-making technique. I can provide you with wine in Juwanglou."

"So good!" Since shopkeeper Qiao cooperated with this girl, the business has become more and more prosperous.

He trusts her.

After all, how can you be wrong about the person His Highness likes?

"Okay!" Xia Qianqian said, "We need to discuss this matter in the long run."

"I've given you milk tea, but there's something else I need shopkeeper Qiao to help me with?"
Chapter completed!