The sky is clear and cloudless, it is another good weather.
The renovation work of Juxianke is still in progress.
There is an endless stream of customers at Zhangji Wonton Restaurant next door to Juxianke, but Old Man Zhang is unhappy because Feng Qingyu, the second head of Juxianke, has come to tell him that Yuchi Pingting wants to rent his vacant house.
And he couldn't refuse, and he really didn't know what to do. He really wanted to refuse, but seeing how decisive Feng Er said it was, the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it out.
"Honey, what do you think we should do? Boss Yuchi is a nice person. If we rent the house to her, isn't it the same as watching her jump into a pit of fire?" Mrs. Zhang said to the old man worriedly.
"Boss Yuchi wants to help us, can't I see that? But we can't just refuse to rent to others. How can we get along with each other as neighbors in the future? But if something happens to us if we rent to her, how can I be like that?
They, Master Feng Er, have to explain to Mr. Yi." Old man Zhang also had a sad look on his face.
"I heard that Boss Yuchi has something to do with Prince Gong's Palace and Prince Hui's Palace. We can't afford to offend him." Mrs. Zhang said naggingly.
"I know, just don't bother me. I'm already annoying enough." Old Man Zhang scolded.
"Isn't this kind of me..." Old Mrs. Zhang walked away helplessly and went to add soup to the customers. Old Man Zhang lit a dry cigarette alone and sat at a table in the corner, smoking vigorously.
The palace? If it is really related to the palace, then Yan Xiaosan would not dare to mess around if he rented the house to her. Even if something happens to her, the palace will not let her go. Then with the help of the power of the court, Yan Xiaosan will always be eradicated.
In this way, I can step out of this door and avenge my elder brother, sister-in-law, nephews, and my son.
Old man Zhang thought angrily that his whole family had died at the hands of Yan Xiaosan, and he was still trapped in this small courtyard by him and could not leave. It would be great if the current situation could be changed!
However, Boss Yuchi is a good person, how could he think that he would trap her into injustice just because of his own selfish desires? Old man Zhang sighed, still struggling with this issue.
"Grandma Zhang, the wontons you cook are delicious. I like them very much." Old man Zhang was still thinking when he heard Mo Mo's childish voice. He looked up and saw Yuchi Pingting had already walked in with Mo Mo.
Mo Mo was quarreling around Granny Zhang, wanting to eat the wontons she cooked.
"Mother-in-law knows that Mo Mo loves three delicacies the most. Grandma will cook it for you right now." Grandma Zhang forced a smile. She liked this smart and cute child very much.
Hey, for such a cute child, it doesn’t matter if my old man stays here for the rest of his life, but he must not bring harm to their mother and son. Yes, that’s the decision.
Old Man Zhang seemed to have made an important and solemn decision, and walked solemnly to Yuchi Pingting. Just as he was about to speak, Yuchi Pingting waved her hand to signal him not to speak. Then he walked straight to the yard, and Old Man Zhang hurriedly followed.
He came in, and Mo Mo was sitting on a table, supporting his head with his hands, shaking his calves, waiting for Granny Zhang to serve him delicious wontons.
"There are many people in the store, so let's talk here." Yuchi Pingting sat on a stone chair in the yard and said, focusing on customers.
"This..." Old Man Zhang sat down opposite Yuchi Pingting somewhat unnaturally, and said hesitantly: "Boss Yuchi, I know you want to help me, but... you see, it's not that I don't want to rent to you...
This...is really..."
"Uncle Zhang, you don't have to worry." Yuchi Pingting smiled and comforted: "I won't cause you any trouble. If anything happens, it has nothing to do with you. I have brought the rent, so don't refuse me anymore.
Anyway, don't worry, nothing will really happen." Yuchi Pingting smiled mysteriously, then took out a golden grain of gold from her arms, which was as thick as a finger, and looked at the gold in the sunlight.
It was shining brightly. Old man Zhang swallowed his saliva and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
"Uncle Zhang, just accept the money. I will send someone to clean up the room later. You don't have to blame yourself or worry. Okay, I'm going to have a bowl of wontons too." Yuchi Pingting said and walked out of the yard.
I went to the wonton shop and sat next to Mo Mo. While wiping the soup stains from the corners of Mo Mo's mouth with a handkerchief, I asked Aunt Zhang to get her a bowl too.
After eating, Yuchi Pingting and Mo Mo returned to Juxianke. The craftsmen downstairs had already started working, and were busy in an orderly manner under the command of Feng Qingyu. Yi Xiaoyao saw the two of them coming back and joined hands leisurely.
Come over: "Xiao Momo, do you want to go out for some fresh air? Uncle will take you there."
"Uncle, why are you smiling so obscenely? It's very scary." Mo Mo said pretending to be serious.
Yi Xiaoyao's self-proclaimed smile that was so charming that he wouldn't pay for his life suddenly appeared on his face, and then he said dullly: "You... this... little brat, you have no respect for your elders. Your uncle, I am handsome and unrestrained, like a jade tree facing the wind, smiling.
How can it be called obscene when it is so brilliant?"
"Hehe, okay, then where are you going to take me to play?"
"Uncle will take you to buy fun things and eat delicious food."
"Ahem...Xiaoyao, just tell me if you want money from me." Yuchi Pingting said very rudely.
"Uh...Boss, you've seen through this." Yi Xiaoyao seemed very embarrassed.
"Hehe, every time you show that naughty smile, you always ask for help from your mother." Mo Mo happily exposed Yi Xiaoyao.
"Okay, boss, I admit, I overspent a bit when I went out to do errands these days... so..."
"You must have spent it all on girls." Yuchi Pingting didn't give him any face.
"Boss, don't be so direct... But, hey, you're right again, you know, this is my only hobby... But those little girls really let me go after taking my gifts.
, I really have no quality." Yi Xiaoyao muttered to himself.
"Okay, here are these for you." Yuchi Pingting said and handed Yi Xiaoyao a small money bag.
"So little..." Yi Xiaoyao looked at how much money such a small purse could hold. He was dissatisfied. He opened the purse and took a casual look inside. His eyes immediately went straight: "Boss, boss, you are really something I have seen before."
The best boss, the boss is so nice!" What was inside was not white money, but the same yellow gold that Yuchi Pingting gave to Old Man Zhang.
"Uncle, if you dance a few more times, I can describe you as dancing with my arms and legs." Momo said with a sneer.
"Hehe, okay. Let's go, uncle will take you to play."
"Mo Mo, look at him and tell me if he spends money on others randomly again." Yuchi Pingting told Mo Mo when she handed Mo Mo to Yi Xiaoyao.
"Yes!" Mo Mo seemed to be very interested in this task.
Yuchi Pingting arranged for a waiter in the store to go to Zhangji Wonton to help vacate each room. After that, she returned to the room upstairs alone, sat cross-legged on the bed, then took off the ring and walked into the ring space in a familiar manner.
He started to pick and choose the things inside, planning to pick out a few items that he didn't like so much and give them to Yi Xiaoyao to sell and continue to buy famous stores across the country.
But after looking at Yuchi Pingting for a while, I became worried. There were really too many things inside, and each of them was famous. I won’t talk about pearls, emeralds, etc., but there were countless calligraphy, painting and antiques. Moreover, Yuchi Pingting had been in the palace since she was a child.
Growing up, I knew how to appreciate antiques, so it was easy to see that these antiques were all made by famous artists. However, due to the huge quantity, I randomly took out seven or eight pieces and prepared to give them to Yi Xiaoyao to sell tomorrow.
Then Yuchi Pingting saw a book, and curiously thought, since the space of this ring is full of valuable treasures, how important can a book be?
Out of curiosity, they took it out together and planned to look through it. As for there were still many unexplored corners, Yuchi Pingting was too lazy to look through it. It was too big and there were too many treasures.
In fact, she still doesn't know that the combined annual turnover of the stores Yi Xiaoyao has acquired is enough to rank her among the top ten richest people in the country.
After Yuchi Pingting came out of the space, she stretched, then adjusted a posture she liked, and then slowly opened the book in her hand: What book is it? Even the cover is worn, and even the name is not there.
Can't see clearly.
Seeing that the pages of the book were already turning yellow, Yuchi Pingting thought that the book might be old. Now she became more curious and read it carefully. There were some seemingly simple but mysterious sentences in it. Yuchi Pingting read
She felt a little strange for a while, because she didn't understand what the book was about at all, but her blood seemed to flow more smoothly, making her feel very comfortable, and her whole body seemed to become lighter. In her mind
My thoughts seem clearer.
What kind of book is this? It has such an effect.
Then she read it more carefully. After a while, Yuchi Pingting clearly felt that the previous feeling was definitely not an illusion, but real. It turned out that this book could help people open up the muscles and veins in the whole body, although she didn't know it yet.
What other benefits does it have? But if I keep reading it, I can’t go wrong. I want to read it again now.
"Boss, I've called you many times, but you still don't answer." Feng Qingyu came in and asked with concern.
"Did you call me? I didn't hear you." Yuchi Pingting was also curious. Did practicing this book make her hearing worse?
"No way, boss, everyone in the gathering of Xianke heard it. You didn't answer, so I thought something happened, so I came up to take a look. By the way, boss, what are you doing?"
Seeing the surprised look on Feng Qingyu's face, Yuchi Pingting couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. I just noticed that your complexion suddenly looked very good. It's a little different from usual. It looks extra rosy and... healthy."
"Really?" Yuchi Pingting couldn't help but sit down in front of the dressing table. Looking at herself in the mirror, she seemed to be more supple. Could it be that this was the effect of that book? Yuchi Pingting
Ting was secretly happy, yes, there is no woman who doesn't love beauty.
"By the way, what did you call me for?" Yuchi Pingting asked.
"Boss, are you confused after a long nap? It's time to eat. Xiaoyao and Momo are waiting for you below."
"What? It's dinner time?" Yuchi Pingting looked out the window in surprise. Sure enough, the sun was about to set, and everything was enveloped in the soft light of the setting sun. Oh my god, it felt like I had just read a book for a short time. Why?
An afternoon has passed. What on earth is going on? It’s so weird.