"How is the renovation of the Zhaixing Tower going?" She put her hands behind her back and tried to keep a straight face, otherwise she would still act nonsense given her temperament for the rest of her life.
Yu Sheng stood up quickly and dusted himself off, "Don't worry, it will be fine in a few days."
With the City Lord's Mansion here, those greedy cooks and stewards in Zhaixing Tower will never get any favors.
"That's good." Aunt Qing slowly walked down the steps with her hands behind her back, "The city lords are coming soon. When the time comes, you must have the courage to deal with the Turtle Immortal."
Yu Sheng, who patted his clothes, was stunned. What do you mean, there are so many love rivals?
As soon as Yu Sheng blinked, Aunt Qing knew what he was thinking and couldn't help but kick him, but Yu Sheng dodged it.
"You can charge as much as you need for food and accommodation. Don't be polite." Aunt Qing emphasized the word "money" specially when she said it.
Yu Sheng immediately understood that all the people who came were city lords, and they did not seek the best, but only the most expensive.
"Don't be afraid of offending some city lords. If anything happens, someone will take care of you." Aunt Qing said.
"So domineering?" Yu Sheng looked at the city lord in surprise. The aunt's tone was calm, as if she had offended ordinary people.
"So domineering." Aunt Qing looked into the distance, preventing Yu Sheng from seeing the smile inside.
Anyway, she was not the one carrying the burden. She was only generous to others, so the city lord had no burden at all.
Since the city lords have said so, Yu Sheng decided to make a good plan to make these city lords willing to spend their money.
"By the way, this time the City Lords' Alliance is convened by the Witch Court, there will inevitably be people pointing fingers, so please be patient." Aunt Qing said.
Yu Sheng waved his hand, "Don't worry, I won't have trouble with anyone, and I won't have trouble with money."
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Outside Yangzhou City, Jiannang Town.
When I was busy in the city for the rest of my life, the inn remained the same as before. Under the tranquility of the chirping of birds and the sound of water, the warm sunshine also moved slowly.
Wei Zai came out of the inn with a basin of green vegetables and sat on the steps to choose vegetables.
Mother Hu, who was outside basking in the sun, took a look from a distance, put down the teacup in her hand and sat next to her, "Here, let me help you."
"Thank you." Guaizai said softly. If it weren't for the silence around her, Hu's mother would have almost not heard her. With the green gauze separating her, she couldn't see her shame.
Zhen Zi, Yi Gui and Hei Niu were at the bridge, watching the arsenic that was thrown outside being chased by a pack of wolves, causing dust and smoke to fill the fields, and the three of them couldn't stop giggling.
The female ghost Feng'er was also nearby, but could not be seen by others, so the people felt it was strange when they saw Zhenzi or the ghost talking and making gestures to the people nearby.
Amid their crisp laughter, Guai Zai remembered what Yu Sheng had told her before leaving, "A man chases a woman across a mountain, and a woman chases a man across a veil..."
After saying this, Yu Sheng paused for a moment, "Although your gauze is a bit too thick, don't be afraid. No matter how beautiful your balls are, they still have slits and they can always bite him."
Strangely, he was a little embarrassed at first, but then his eyes widened and he asked, "Xiao Yu'er, do you think I'm a fly?"
"For example." Yu Sheng smiled awkwardly, "But you really have to learn from a fly and show off your perseverance in biting eggs."
"After we entered the city, there were not many normal people left."
He counted on his fingers, the grass was too low, Zhenzi was shallow, Po Meng taught people to act as ghosts, the ghost could only imitate the quacking of ducks, Willow was just a tree and could only bask in the sun.
"The only competitive one, Feng'er, he can't see yet." Yu Sheng said sincerely.
Under the background of these ghosts, after Yu Sheng leaves, as the person who manages the entire inn business, there is no need to be arrogant. Anyone with eyes can see that she is good.
"This guy is delicious. If you show off your cooking skills, I'm sure he will follow you." Yu Sheng said.
As for appearance, for Hu Muyuan, who dislikes being too good-looking, being ugly may not be a strange shortcoming, but her strength.
Strangely enough, Yu Sheng even spoke to Hu Muyuan before leaving.
"That day, you also saw Miss Chong'er's appearance." Yu Sheng stood with him on the stone bridge, looking at the setting sun.
A pack of wolves was galloping in the field, chasing a wild boar, perhaps the widow of Shan Gao, who was so lonely that she soon fell into the mouth of the wolves.
Seeing Hu's mother nodding far away, Yu Sheng said: "You also know that Chong'er is not a human being..."
"This sounds a bit awkward to me." Hu Muyuan couldn't help but interrupt Yu Sheng. After all, they were talking about a serious topic under the setting sun.
"To be honest, I'm not being racist." Yu Sheng glared at him and continued: "To be honest, there is a curse on the Zhong'er clan."
"It is said that the man who sees her face under the green gauze must marry her, otherwise she will die alone." Yu Sheng said.
"This..." Hu Muyuan was suddenly startled and looked at Yu Sheng at a loss.
Seeing that he was not busy refusing, Yu Sheng thought that there might be a play, "Of course, Miss Chong'er is kind-hearted and never forces anything, so you don't have to take it to heart."
"However, the demon also has self-respect. You also saw that she stayed in the attic for so long that day."
"She has humbled herself to the point of dust and wishes she could step on her again."
For the rest of my life, I will look at the setting sun and watch hundreds of birds returning to the forest. "All beautiful skins are the same, but interesting souls are only one in a million. How many people can understand?"
He looked back at Hu Muyuan, "I know you understand, and you are troubled by your appearance."
When it came to this point, Yu Sheng endured it for a while. Fortunately, he had given Xing Ge poisonous chicken soup once, otherwise Yu Sheng would have exposed the truth.
"Because of this, I would like to ask you to do me a favor. Talk to Miss Chong'er more and tell her that she has an interesting soul." Yu Sheng said.
"I understand her suffering. Worldly prejudice has caused us too much harm," Hu Muyuan nodded solemnly, "I will help her."
For a moment, for the rest of my life, I wanted to punch his flawless face that made me jealous.
But in the end, Yu Sheng still held back and asked just one sentence: "What's the secret to your skin being so delicate and fair?"
"Yes, my unique secret recipe for facial cleansing." Hu Muyuan said.
Although he suffers from being too handsome, since God gave him this face, he must maintain it well and not let down the law of heaven.
"This is a secret recipe I found while burying myself in old papers. It is said that the King of the Eastern Wilds invented it." Hu Muyuan said.
He looked at Yu Sheng, "Your skin is so rough, do you want to try it?"
"Isn't it going to be disfigured?" He was eager to try for the rest of his life.
"Without disfigurement, one bottle only costs ten guan." Hu Muyuan took out a bottle from her arms.
"Ten Guan!" Yu Sheng opened his mouth from ear to ear in surprise, "Then why, because of our relationship, we can give you one bottle?"
"It's already a friendship price. Usually it's ten thousand dollars and a penny." Hu Muyuan said.
"Uh", Yu Sheng paused and raised his middle finger to Hu Muyuan, extinguishing any thoughts of buying. If my aunt found out that she would buy a bottle of this for ten dollars, she would have to beat him up.
"I hope you won't be able to sell a bottle." Yu Sheng said, "By the way, you will also be charged by King Donghuang."
"I'm afraid I'm going to let down your good intentions. There are many people who are willing to pay the bill." Hu Muyuan said proudly.
When they turned around and walked off the stone bridge to the door of the inn, Yu Sheng saw a porcelain vase in front of Po Meng, which was exactly the same as the one in Hu Muyuan's hand.
"You're a ghost, what are you doing with this?" Yu Sheng said angrily.
"Ghosts also have a love for beauty." Po Meng said, "Don't you know it, the whiter your face is, the scarier you will be when you go out at night."
Caoer held up a chopstick, dipped a little from the porcelain bottle, and let Qiuqiu taste it.
"What are you doing?" Hu's mother was far from understanding.
Cao'er said: "I can't afford it, but I can let Qiuqiu taste it and prepare it as it is."