In Jiangcheng, the place she is most familiar with, besides Mo Mansion, is Juwang Tower.

When she got the land deed, she recalled in her mind that the shop next to Juwang Building should be a small wine shop.

But at this moment, she pointed the land deed in her hand at the house number at the door of the shop, and she couldn't believe her eyes.

The small wine shop disappeared and was replaced by a very large store. Compared with the Juwang Building next to it, its size is actually about the same as that of Juwang Building.

Upon closer inspection, this shop is clearly a merger of the three previous shops, with the doors and windows replaced, the middle wall opened up, and several large pillars that can be hugged by one person are used to support it again.

The door at the entrance is newly replaced, made entirely of red solid wood, with exquisite patterns carved on it.

If you look closely, you will see a pattern of the rising sun, mountains and flowing water.

In fact, it is very common to carve patterns of flowers, birds, insects and fish on ancient buildings.

However, this was the first time she had seen such a spectacular pattern carved on an entire wooden door.

Even the door of Juwang Building next door is not as novel and unique as its design.

Xia Qianqian stepped forward and touched the red door with her fingers. Her fingertips felt greasy. She retracted and a touch of paint stained her fingers, "The paint here is not dry yet!"

"After the pattern on the door is carved, it must be sun-dried and dried three times before it can be painted."

Ji Zimo followed her, explaining and gesturing to open the door.

Geng Zhong, who was on the side, was very eye-catching. He trotted forward and pushed open the door, then stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation.

Ji Zimo entered first, looked back at her, and warned: "Be careful where you step, there is waste."

The shop was clearly still in the process of being renovated. She arrived a little early, and she didn't have time to clean up the remaining sawdust on the floor.

Xia Qianqian avoided the large pieces of wood under her feet, stepped on the sawdust, and walked carefully into it.

At the entrance is a hall.

The layout is very similar to that of Juwang Building next door, but slightly different.

The front hall of Juwang Building is like a large theater. The auditorium is the lobby, where guests eat and drink. On the stage, Mr. Sun can sit behind the lectern as much as he wants, holding a speaker in his hand and telling stories in a mellow voice.

As for the layout here, the huge place is covered with screens of different shapes, and is clearly divided into small single rooms.

Ji Zimo on the side explained: "This was originally a wine shop. Some people like to drink and prefer the tranquility of being alone, so they dress up like this."

Xia Qianqian nodded, turned around and stared into his eyes, "This is not a liquor store."

She pointed to some remaining plaque advertisements on the wall next door, "That's an ancient porcelain shop, and that's a painting shop over there. These are clearly three shops. Why were they all demolished and merged into one?"

Ji Zimo's expression remained normal, "These three shops have been operating poorly and have been closed down."

"How come the industry under Mr. Mo's name is not managed well?"

"If I say management is not good, then management is not good."

Xia Qianqian: "..."

This person is more arrogant than imagined.

"So, you closed them and packed them all up for me?"

Xia Qianqian's eyes were fixed on his face, not letting go of any of his microexpressions.

Ji Zimo did not dodge, and said confidently: "Your Majesty, your majesty, the wise king, when you give someone a shop, it is natural to give him a good one. Otherwise, I will be said to be stingy."

Stingy?

Although Jiangcheng is not prosperous, the land on the main street is still very valuable.

"If you and I don't tell, who will know." She pointed out the flaw in his words.

He took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and unexpectedly gently swiped his finger across the tip of her nose. His eyes were fond and his tone was brisk, "I'm even more afraid that you will think that I am stingy and stingy."

When we first met, he was not only stingy, but also unreasonable and bullying a little girl for no reason.

She is very vindictive.

The tip of her nose was suddenly scratched by his warm finger, causing unknown tremors all over her body. She was so frightened that she reached out to cover her nose and looked at him warily, "What do you want to do?"

She took a step back and said, "Don't think that if you give me a little benefit, I will be grateful and pledge myself to you."

"Hahaha!"

Her extreme reaction actually made him laugh heartily.

The morning sun shines through the gaps in the window lattice. Under the sunlight, some fine dust rolls and dances in the air.

He seldom smiles. If he does smile, he always curls his lips, smiles, half-smiles, sneers, smiles, etc.

His person is cold, so his smile is controlled.

But now, he smiled heartily and wantonly, as if the heavy burden that had been suppressed in his heart was suddenly released.

He is no longer a man with heavy responsibilities, but just a simple young man.

"You have such a beautiful smile," Xia Qianqian looked at him and sighed sincerely.

Being praised, Ji Zimo was stunned for a moment, then realized something and restrained himself, "You can't just compliment a man on how good-looking he is."

"But you look really good when you smile like this." She insisted on her opinion.

"Then..." He finally compromised, "You can't compliment a man's good looks at will, except for me."

This guy...

Xia Qianqian felt funny in her heart.

She walked around the front hall and then ran around in the back.

This facade is a two-entry courtyard, with a shop in the front, a courtyard in the middle, and a connected two-story building in the back, which can be used for people to live in and can be converted into a warehouse for easy storage of items.

Xia Qianqian is very satisfied with this layout.

"Thank you." She knew that the yard he gave her was not a temporary idea.

Everything here is decorated with his hard work.

"If you want to thank me, let's go eat Yangchun noodles." He suggested.

"Juwanglou is right next door. Why don't we go directly there and ask the kitchen to prepare two bowls of peanuts soaked in vinegar and dried beans? They should be available there too."

"I want to eat at the old lady's place!" he insisted.

"Don't worry, even if you go to Juwanglou to eat, I will still be the host." She emphasized.

Her persistence made him a little hurt.

Before her eyes, there was a scene of her and Hu Tang sitting in front of a small shop, eating Yangchun noodles together and giving each other peanuts soaked in vinegar.

"No, I must go to that old lady's place to eat noodles today."

The sudden low tone of his voice made her heart tremble.

Xia Qianqian didn't know what was wrong with him, so she quickly said softly: "Okay, I'll eat wherever you tell me to go."

Seeing how attentive he was to her, she had to fulfill his wish.

The two of them came out of the shop and got into the carriage at the door.

In the car, Xia Qianqian secretly glanced at the person beside her and found that he looked unhappy, and she didn't know what had offended the Buddha in front of her.

She didn't dare to say anything.

The Qingting carriage drove all the way and came to the entrance of the small alley. Ji Zimo lifted the curtain and said in a deep voice: "Geng Zhong, stop."

Xia Qianqian reminded anxiously: "There is still a long distance from the entrance of the alley to the old lady's noodle shop, and a carriage can go there.

"Get off the car and let's walk over."

"Let's go?" We can obviously take a carriage there, so why should we go!

Xia Qianqian muttered in a low voice: "Aren't you tired of walking over there?"

The person next to me opened the curtain first and got out of the car.
Chapter completed!