Lu Lingxi was also very annoyed by the Qian family and was very troubled. She couldn't use her vest quickly.

Just one story book, Mr. Bashan was the first to start the trend of story book.

Why don’t you go to Mr. Bashan? It really delays her making money. Ling Xi has been paying dividends too quickly recently.

She just felt like she was making money while lying down, and she picked up the dividends.

I still remember the first days of a book and a bunch of 300% of the book. Well, the gap is simply too big.

"Brother Qian, why do they want to find Mr. Sheyang? Isn't it just a painting book?"

Qian Liangzheng was quite busy these days, and he was very busy outside the yamen, and he stood opposite to the Qian family in Shengjing.

The Qian family in Shengjing definitely did not expect that he would be a Tongzhi one day, and Qian Liangzheng himself did not expect that he would have such a day.

He asked the Qian family to come, just to confuse the other party and buy himself some more time.

That's right, he intends to let Xiao Mochen become his backer, but Xiao Mochen needs time to grow.

As for the Zhao family, far-flung water cannot quench near thirst, but the grain business in Wen's hands has always been cooperating with the Zhao family's army and team.

It is undeniable that they are businessmen, but they also admire the Zhao family's determination to stick to the north to fight the enemy.

He would not, his wishes are small and selfish, and he just hopes that his family will be well.

Thinking that Qian Bowen had touched Xiao Mochen's side, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. The Qian family is still so domineering in their work!

But soon, Qian Liangzheng adjusted his emotions.

"Bowen likes Journey to the West very much. He is a child's character, but he is too idle. Don't worry, this will make him busy."

"Thank you, Brother Qian."

"I know you are the most reliable." Lu Lingxi's voice became much happier: "Sister Shanshan's birthday is coming soon. I wonder which opera troupe Brother Qian is going to hire?"

On Wen's birthday, Qian Liangzheng would invite the opera troupe to come and have fun.

This year, Wen's body was pregnant, and Qian Liangzheng had no plans.

If you are afraid of something going on, it will be bad if good things turn bad things.

"I don't plan to hire a troupe this year."

Two quarters of an hour later, Qian Liangzheng got on another carriage and returned to Qian's mansion.

This teahouse is one of Xiao Mochen's industries, and this is the first time Lu Lingxi has come to this teahouse.

"How about trying this refreshment?" Xiao Mochen cut the green thousand-layer pastry on the plate into even pieces and placed it in front of Ling Xi.

The pastry contains Longjing tea leaves grind into powder, which is slightly bitter in the mouth, and then sweet in the mouth, and also has a refreshing fragrance of tea.

Then there is a thin layer of cream on the tip of the tongue.

Lu Lingxi's apricot eyes were bright: "How did you think of selling this refreshment?"

The income of the teahouse has always been bad. Lu Lingxi knew that Xiao Mochen's teahouse often needed profits from other industries to subsidize.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse looked sloppy and crying, Lu Lingxi remembered it very clearly.

She used to think that Xiao Mochen was a very cold person, but when he met such a shopkeeper, he was quite helpless.

She also admired the shopkeeper very much. Seeing Xiao Mochen's cold face, she was still indifferent.

The shopkeeper didn't know what she was thinking. If she knew, she would just say silently: In fact, others are always dazzled and can't see clearly, so they won't be afraid.

Xiao Mochen knew from her reaction that Lu Lingxi liked it.

"If you see too much, you will know how to do it."

Behind this simplicity, some people's arms are almost interrupted by the cream, and they never want to eat any pastries about Longjing again.

The master said, his hands were broken downstairs.

Lu Lingxi:...

"Tsk, do you feel like something is flying in the sky today?"

Xiao Mochen looked at the sky carefully for a while, "It's a bit dark. Although there is light, it's still a little hard to see clearly."

"Dongdong--"

A knock on the door sounded.

"Enter--"

As Xiao Mochen's voice fell, the door opened and a middle-aged and elderly man wearing the dark blue character "Fu" came in.

The man was very respectful as soon as he came in.

"This is the first time my wife has come to our teahouse."

"I thought my master should forget it." The shopkeeper pretended to wipe his eyes, "I finally waited until my master came over with his wife."

"Mrs. I am so beautiful and virtuous. No wonder my master never brought his wife out."
Chapter completed!