As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 475 The feeling of getting rich overnight
Shen Qingqing quickly interrupted him: "Why don't you send me to the north to guard the Great Wall."
Qi Rui chuckled, "Forget it, if you don't want to, forget it. Anyway, the princess's mansion is here. I can come and have a meal when I have free time."
Shen Qingqing: "..."
Or maybe it's Meng Qiyu's biological father. The father and son's acting styles of pretending to be stupid for stuttering are really the same.
After seeing off the emperor and others, Shen Qingqing happily ran to the backyard to count the treasures she received today. Halfway through, the boy guarding the door ran over.
The young man panted and held his waist, one eye widened into two, "Princess, there are many, many people coming outside!"
"Are there people again?" Shen Qingqing turned her head and looked at Meng Yuan, muttering to herself: "Do we know anyone else in the capital?"
Meng Yuan shook his head, "Let's go out and take a look first."
The two of them walked out of the backyard hand in hand, and were blinded by the gift boxes piled high outside the door.
A group of strange men and women congratulated them with smiles on their faces. One was a general and the other was a princess. They were as enthusiastic as meeting their own mothers.
Shen Qingqing welcomed the people into the mansion with a confused look on her face. After careful questioning, she found out that they were all officials and family members of the capital. After learning that the emperor and the queen mother personally went to the princess's mansion to send congratulatory gifts, she immediately packed up the treasures at home.
Come here to please the noble man.
Others had brought gifts to their door, so they naturally had no reason to rush the guests, but something happened suddenly and there was nothing to entertain the guests at home, so they could only temporarily register the guest list and make an appointment with them to come back for dinner tomorrow.
Have a thank you party.
Throughout the afternoon, there was no shortage of guests coming to the Princess's Mansion. Shen Qingqing greeted people until her lips were scratched and her face was frozen from laughter, but she still gained a lot.
Jade ornaments, famous calligraphy and paintings, valuable weapons... She took out all the things that could be used and put them on the shelf. The ones that were not used were registered one by one and stuffed into the warehouse.
The house that was empty yesterday has been transformed into a mansion that exudes the scent of money from the inside out.
Shen Qingqing walked around with satisfaction, spread her arms and sighed to the sky: "It's been a long time since I felt like getting rich overnight. It's so cool."
"It's been a long time, so it means it's happened before?" Meng Yuan asked her with a smile.
"Of course. In my previous life, I was a rich man worth hundreds of millions and lived in a small villa..." Shen Qingqing paused and suddenly had a heart attack.
If she had known that the fatal disaster was unavoidable, she would not have donated all the money in the card. Otherwise, if she wore it again one day, wouldn't she become a poor proletarian again?
A rich woman turned into a beggar. With this disparity, she would be so angry that she would be sent to the Palace of Hell on the spot.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Talking too much will shorten your life. If you have this time, you might as well prepare the menu for tomorrow's banquet."
"How about ordering tomorrow's dishes directly from the restaurant? The weather is too hot. If you get a heat stroke because of the dishes you order, it will be more than worth the loss." Meng Yuan suggested.
Shen Qingqing shook her head and sighed, "I'm just angry when I talk about this. In such a big city, I can't find a restaurant that is really good and cheap. For example, the dishes we ate yesterday were barely passable in taste, but the prices were ridiculously high.
, To be honest, I don’t even want to go back for a second time.”
Meng Yuan thought seriously, "What should we do? How about we open our own restaurant?"
"I have this idea, but it is too troublesome to operate. I have to buy a store and hire people. The emperor has to send tasks from time to time. How can I find the time?" Shen Qingqing exhaled and said: "If Yuan Xudong is here, I will
alright."
Perhaps God heard her call, and the next day another guest came to the house to bring congratulatory gifts, but it was not Yuan Xudong, but another old acquaintance, Ning Youan.
He was a little thinner and darker than before, but he was much more energetic. He seemed to have recovered from the shock of dying from smoking.
Shen Qingqing looked him over and smiled, "Master Ning, what brought you here?"
"Of course it's Jinfeng from the Princess's Mansion." Ning Youan laughed heartily, lifted up his clothes and saluted her in a decent manner, "Ning You'an, a common man, wishes to express his regards to Princess Linghui."
"Come on, you guys, please don't deal with these nonsense." Shen Qingqing shook her head in disgust, raised her eyes and saw Shu Yiyan standing behind him, and was stunned for a moment, "Why is he here too?"
Ning Youan turned around, called the person to him, and introduced proudly: "He is now the Ning family's special painter. He not only paints clothes, but also paints food and jade carvings. He is very popular!"
Shen Qingqing glanced at him and said, "You are very smart and know how to draw inferences from one example."
"Can a businessman be called a businessman if his brain is not flexible?" Ning Youan boasted, stretching his head to look into the yard, "Where's Little Xuebao? I've been standing at the door for a long time, why haven't I seen her come to pick me up?"
"The princess's mansion is hosting a banquet for guests today. She is eating in the backyard. How can she have time to pick you up?"
"Hey, then we are at the right time." Ning Youan turned around, waved to Tuanzi and said, "Aren't you hungry? Come on, here's your chance to eat!"
Tuanzi patted his fat belly and narrowed his eyes with excitement, "Is there any Malatang? I really want to eat Malatang."
Shen Qingqing smiled softly, "I don't have any today. If you want to eat it, let Meng Yuan make it for you tomorrow."
"Okay, thank you Princess Linghui!" Tuanzi bowed to her and rushed into the yard with great vigor.
Ning Youan touched the back of his head and smiled at her, "Princess Linghui, I want to have another buffet, you..."
Shen Qingqing cut off his words simply and roughly, "If you want to eat it, you can do it yourself."
Ning Youan: "..."
Damn, he finally figured it out. Since what happened last time, Tuanzi's status has become higher than his.
His life is so miserable!
Shen Qingqing pointed sideways to the main hall not far away and said: "Don't block the road here, pack your things and go in. The guests will not be able to come in later."
"Okay, brothers, stop being idle and unload everything from the car and move it into the house." Ning Youan directed the brothers behind him to move things, and the servants in the princess's mansion also stepped forward to help.
Shu Yiyan also ran back and forth. He seemed taller than when we first met him, but he was still as thin as a bamboo pole, bending when the wind blew.
Seeing that he was struggling, Shen Qingqing stepped forward and gave him a hand, "Stop moving, go and play with Xuebao in the back, she has been thinking about you."
In the backyard, Meng Qixue was lying on the stone table next to the bamboo forest, eating brown sugar glutinous rice cakes. When she started to chew hard, her arm was pulled down. Meng Qiyu, who had a mouthful of sugar juice, whispered to her: "Sister, there is someone
I'm peeking at you."
"Where is it?" Meng Qixue raised her head in confusion, and looked towards the arch in the direction of his finger. After seeing that familiar figure, her eyes widened in disbelief, "Brother Yiyan, are you going to the capital?"