Mo Yan looked like a student in front of her, tying up his hands and saying shyly: "What do you think of my speech today?"

Xia Qianqian smiled and said: "Very good."

After being affirmed, Mo Yan smiled: "Xia Xiazi, I heard that you are very familiar with the shopkeeper of Juwanglou. If you know the author of "Journey to the West", please help me recommend him."

"Are you going to do that?"

"The person who can write such a strange story must be a talented person. I cherish talents and want to get acquainted with him."

Mo Yan's request is not excessive, but Xia Qianqian can't recommend him a real writer.

"I heard that the young master is unwilling to reveal his identity, and shopkeeper Qiao is also afraid of others poaching him, so his identity is the secret of Juwanglou."

Why did she say: "I'm afraid I can't agree to your request."

Mo Yan was a little disappointed, but he still insisted, "It's okay if you can't meet him. If he has any new works, can you remind me. I also want to read his other works."

"That's no problem!" Xia Qianqian nodded.

She is a good copywriter, and her writing styles will change in the future.

The more Mr. Mo Yan reads, the more he will find that the gentleman he talks about will become more and more difficult to figure out.

After coming out of Zhuxian Academy, Li Yunniang and others were still selling ginger and milk.

Today, Uncle Wang brought three barrels of milk, so today's supply of ginger milk is extra. Business is good, and they have been selling non-stop until now, and they haven't taken a breath yet.

Xia Qianqian went up to help, but Li Yunniang pushed her out the door, "You go back and rest first."

I came back too late yesterday and went to see the young master again this morning. He must be very tired.

Xia Qianqian couldn't stand it anymore, so she wanted to leave.

As soon as she turned around, her sharp eyes spotted two dark, high-headed horses tied under the peach tree in the corner.

She walked over, holding the reins with one hand and stroking the mane next to the horse's head with the other, feeling very good.

It's her horse.

A breeze blew by, and there was another person beside me.

Qingfeng bowed his hands and said, "Girl, Miao Manli and the others are preparing to return to the capital tomorrow."

He ran pretty fast.

"Are everything ready?"

"Yes!"

"There will be a good show tonight." Her dark eyes flashed brightly.

I have a little expectation in my heart.

It would still be some time before dark, so she would go to see how her fan shop was doing.

She got on the horse, clamped her legs together, and said, "Drive!"

The horse galloped away.

Qingfeng on the side immediately got on his horse and chased after him.

Li Yunniang, who was working in the "Jia Da Fa" shop, looked up unexpectedly and happened to see two people leaving in the background.

She put the bowls and chopsticks in her hands on the table in a panic, and pulled Aunt Gui over, "Aunt Gui, look, which young master Qianqian is riding away with again."

Aunt Gui looked at the departing cyan figure and lowered her head silently, "Madam, I am getting older, and my eyesight is getting worse."

That was the escort Qingfeng that the madam left for the girl, how could she not know it.

"This girl has become more and more lawless in the past few days." Li Yunniang complained in a low voice while greeting her, "Student, this is your ginger."

Hua Zhuer came to the door, stood on tiptoes and looked in the direction where the two men disappeared, frowning.

The speed of riding a horse is many times faster than riding a rickety carriage.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the two of them arrived at Juwang Tower one after another.

The boys who greeted Xia Qianqian at the entrance of Juwang Building were very familiar with her.

Seeing her turn over and dismount, a man came forward to greet her and greeted her warmly: "Girl, I will help you watch and feed the horse."

Xia Qianqian did not refuse, threw the reins to the boy, and walked to the nearby shop.

At this moment, on the wooden door at the door, the pattern of "The Rising Sun" has been carved, the carpenter has also finished painting it, and several boys are cleaning up the debris in the house.

Seeing Xia Qianqian coming, they hurriedly put down their work, stepped forward to greet her, and said respectfully: "The girl is here."

She was powerless in the decoration project of this store. Except for making some suggestions of her own in some parts, the rest of the overall decoration style was left to shopkeeper Qiao to take full charge.

These workers were all found with the help of shopkeeper Qiao, and all expenses were listed, which she would offset from the various dividends and commissions from Juwang Building every month. She would make up for any shortcomings in the end.
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However, so far, she has not invested a single coin.

Xia Qianqian went in and walked around.

Compared with the last time she went in with Cuttlefish, the ground was tidied up, and all the banners and marks on the walls such as advertisements from old shops had also been removed.

The stone walls have been repainted, and the wooden partitions and screens have been replaced or renovated. The entire space looks transparent and bright.

She likes it very much.

She made a rounds, and the workers received her carefully.

When she wanted to go out, shopkeeper Qiao hurried over, "Miss Xia, you're here, how are you? Is there anything you're not satisfied with?"

Xia Qianqian was blessed and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Qiao, you are so polite. It is a great blessing for me to have you help me. You take care of things very well, I like it very much."

"These are only preliminary renovations. Don't worry, girl. In half a month, the girl's eyes will shine."

"I'm looking forward to it!"

The two of them chatted for a while, and when they left the door, shopkeeper Qiao said enthusiastically: "Girl, as soon as you see the meal, you can go to Juwanglou for dinner before leaving."

"No." Xia Qianqian declined politely: "The young master is at the General's Mansion. I will go there to look for him later."

"Then I'll ask the chef to prepare some delicious food and send it to the General's Mansion later." Shopkeeper Qiao is an enthusiastic person and said in a low voice: "Young master has been busy recently and doesn't have much time to eat."

"Don't bother, just prepare the food box and I'll just take it with you."

"How can that be done!" Shopkeeper Qiao didn't dare to use the aunt in front of him.

"Why not?" Xia Qianqian looked at Qingfeng waiting at the door, "There is also him, we can take him."

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, shopkeeper Qiao came out personally carrying two food boxes, "Girl, the things are ready."

Qingfeng on the side took it expressionlessly.

"Then let's go!"

Xia Qianqian and Qingfeng got on their horses again and headed to the General's Mansion.

As night fell, the candlelight on the main street lit up one by one, and two horses galloped along one side of the street.

At a teahouse on the second floor next to the main street, there were steady footsteps at the top of the stairs.

The woman sitting in front of the window stood up and faced the person at the door, feeling deeply blessed. Her voice was sad and heart-wrenching, "Uncle He, you are here."

Hebei stepped forward, sat down at the table, and said in a loud voice: "Get up, there is no need to be polite. Why do you want to come to me?"

Miao Manli's expression was slightly sluggish, she looked up slowly, raised her sleeves to wipe the tears from her eyes, "Uncle He, my niece never thought that I would meet you here, nor did I want you to see me in such a miserable state."
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Chapter completed!