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Chapter 270 Eyes

Yan Xuehuai thought it was the flowers that Chai Yan wrote to ask Pearl to buy. It was not until he heard that Chai Yan went to Juyuan to pick out a pot of pots, and Yan Xuehuai realized that Chai Yan had returned to Beijing.

"Huh, where are other people's?"

Yan Xuehuai's voice was a surprise that she had not noticed, but Pearl heard it.

Pearl raised her head, the sky was high and the clouds were light, Pearl lowered her head, the chrysanthemum shadow swayed, and Li Shiji's door was prosperous and beautiful, and Pearl seemed to see the golden light along the way to the Qiye.

"The prince's journey is still on the way. The Qiye came back first. He arrived at the capital at the third anniversary. Before entering the imperial city, he left the city directly from Jinshengmen to Juyuan. Juyuan was at the foot of Zhongling Mountain. Qiye picked up flowers and came back at the fifth anniversary. After changing his clothes, he went to the morning court. Don't worry, Qiye will definitely come after he gets down the morning court."

Yan Xuehuai muttered: "Who said I was anxious?"

It is impossible to say that it is not moved in my heart.

Chai Yan ran all the way and didn't sleep. He just sent these chrysanthemums to the auspicious time when Li Shiji opened.

Li Qiniang was greeting several old acquaintances who came to congratulate her. The chrysanthemums at the door could no longer be placed. Da Niu led the person who came to deliver the flowers and moved the flowers into it. Li Qiniang was surprised. Didn’t Sister Huai say that she had only ordered twenty pots? Why did it look like there were many?

At this moment, Dazhuang trotted in, and Mr. Luo from Shuyangchun sent a gift.

Dazhuang's voice was quite loud. The restaurant owners who were greeting Li Qiniang all heard it and smiled froze at the same time.

Is that Mr. Luo from Shuyangchun?

Just as Pearl said, everything you should know about the prohibition of alcohol is known.

The prohibition on alcohol is like this, and the owners of these restaurants know about the major wineries entering Beijing.

Some people have sent me a visit to all of these wineries, some are still watching, and some are using all their relationships to inquire about insider information.

The boss lady of Hongbin Tower smiled and asked, "Boss Li, it turns out that you have a friendship with Mr. Luo. Is it good to help us lead the company's recommendation another day?"

Li Qiniang thought to herself, Mr. Na Luo and I have only met once, so we can't be considered as having friendship.

"I just submitted a message to you, but I didn't expect Mr. Luo to be so polite."

Li Qiniang said while walking towards the door. She didn't care whether these people believed it or not. The most urgent thing was why Mr. Luo gave them congratulations.

That day, she went to Shufeng Guild Hall, but she didn't mention the recent opening of the restaurant. Mr. Luo asked someone to inquire in private.

The person who came to give the gift was the manager I met that day. The manager spoke Shu accentuated Mandarin, said auspicious words, put down the gift and said goodbye.

The boss lady of Hongbin Building pointed to the gift covered with red silk cloth and said to Li Qiniang: "Boss Li, don't you open it for us to see it."

Li Qiniang said to Dazhuang: "Open it."

The big red silk cloth is like a red cloud, dazzling and dazzling. The red clouds fade away, revealing a Sichuan embroidered embroidery screen with great fortune.

Everyone praised it repeatedly, but it was less sincere and not as harmonious as before.

Yan Xuehuai had heard that Mr. Luo had sent a gift, and her face darkened. What does this Mr. Luo mean? Do people deliberately think that the Luo family wants to cooperate with Li Shiji?

Fortunately, she didn't continue to think deeply, and Chai Yan arrived.

Chai Yan had already changed into court clothes and wore a straight-up dress of Hangzhou silk. He didn't even bring Lu Jinxing. Following him was a 24 or 25-year-old square-faced young man.

Pearl quietly told Yan Xuehuai that the man was Qian Dalang, the husband of Qian Wang.

When Qian Dalang first arrived in the capital, almost no one in the capital knew him. Today, there were no people in the officialdom who came to Li Shiji. Qian Dalang followed Chai Yan, and everyone thought Chai Yan was the son of a wealthy family.

After not seeing each other for three months, Yan Xuehuai felt that Chai Yan seemed to have become dark and thin. It is conceivable that he has not been easy in the past three months.

Yan Xuehuai in Chai Yan's eyes was like the morning glow in the morning light, which was brighter than when he was in Pingcheng.

Yan Xuehuai wore a water-green long skirt, with a circle of winding silver threads on the hem, like the rippling waves on the lake surface. Chai Yan's eyes condensed on the waves, stepping on the broken red of firecrackers falling from the ground, following the tall figure, fighting for beauty, and losing color in his eyes.

Many times, Chai Yan felt that he was really lucky. The vast crowd was filled with peach pink pears, but he saw the tomboy wearing coarse cloth clothes at a glance. His eyes couldn't move away. He only felt that the tomboy was so just right and he was so pleasing to the extreme.

During the three months since he was separated from Yan Xuehuai, Chai Yan would think of Yan Xuehuai every day. There was no need to think deliberately. One looked back and the other looked around, one looked at the forehead, one flower and one tree, one sunshine and one idle cloud, and a shadow flashed through his mind.

Chai Yan sometimes thinks, will Yan Xuehuai think of him? Maybe not, that person never takes anything to heart, as if he has no heart, and as if he is cold.

At this time, Chai Yan wanted to see her immediately, so he was more efficient in doing things than before. The eldest brother praised him for growing up, but he knew that he just wanted to return to the cold-hearted girl before winter came, add a piece of clothing to her, or scoop a handful of warm sunshine so that she could feel warm in the cold winter.

"Hey, why are you standing stupidly? You haven't congratulated my mother yet."

Chai Yan stared at Yan Xue's smiling eyes, his shadow reflected in his eyes, and the smile reached the bottom of his eyes, which was really joyful and from the heart.

Chai Yan also smiled, and he was in his eyes.

He didn't know when this started, maybe even Cilantro himself didn't know.

After seeing Li Qiniang, Yan Xuehuai took him to visit the restaurant in front and back. This place was arranged by her and decorated it according to her ideas. She asked again: "Are you sleepy or not? Have you eaten after you come back?"

Chai Yan said I came here in a sedan chair and slept in the sedan chair for a while. Don’t you think I am very energetic? I also said that I only ate a few snacks. I wanted to come to Li Shiji with my stomach. Although I often went to Li Shiji when I was in Pingcheng, it was not my aunt’s skill. I always felt that it was not the right thing to eat.

Yan Xuehuai was a little worried: "You think that Li Shiji in Pingcheng is not good, so why would other customers think so? What about the business? Is the business plummeting?"

Chai Yan hurriedly said: "Pingcheng is not as prosperous as before. Officials are moving to the capital and selling houses everywhere. However, Li Shiji's business is pretty good. Every time I go there, it's full of things. Later, I simply don't go there and ask the agate to buy it back."

Yan Xuehuai breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "Those officials are in a hurry to sell their houses. Isn't the housing prices in Pingcheng going back to their original form?"
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