It was early in the morning, it was not dawn.

Looking down from the sea of ​​clouds in Bianjing, in the alleys where the city was crisscrossing, two women carried a large pile of objects to the entrance of the alley, occasionally stopping to wipe the sweat from their foreheads.

Although the stall is small, it is impossible to move large items such as tables, chairs, benches, etc. at one time. It has to go back and forth several times.

The torches shone on the road in the dim alley, and the tables were neatly placed in the alley between the two shops. Occasionally, neighbors who got up early to work and updaters who went back to rest passed by. They looked at each other sideways, and those who knew each other would say hello.

I got up earlier than everyone else. After I finished packing everything, the lights on the second floor of several shops were on. The maid Qingguo rubbed her red eyes and leaned against the wall, drowsy but had to prepare.

Su Xiangning was also a little sleepy, but after a month of persistence, she had already gotten used to it. After preparing her things, she sat on a small stool next to the stall, holding her chin with her hands and looking at the familiar Yanglou Street seriously.

I used to be in Minglou, then moved to Baibaozhai, and finally arrived at this alley. The place I stayed in was getting more and more simple, and I felt like I was walking back, but in fact she could only feel more at ease here. In other words, two zhang radius is the territory of the family...

Somehow, when she thought of this, the woman in a cloth saut smiled and turned her head to look at Wanbaolou next to her. She was still a little sorry. She thought that if she could build this small building, she wouldn't have to move things back and forth every day. However... Mr. Su was very good at making money. When she saw this, it would be even more regretful that the small building was used to sell tofu...

"Miss Xi Shi, come and have a bowl of tofu flowers!"

While thinking about it, someone got up and took out the insulated tofu from the steamer, while chatting with the customers about the trivial matters recently. Life is like this, and you are willing to endure hardships and are willing to learn. There is nothing you can't do, at least she thinks so.

The door of Wanbao Tower was opened, and the shopkeeper Song sat down on the stall with a gilded beauty fan. As always, he called three bowls of tofu, lined up on the table, and joked: "Miss Xi, do you think I, Old Song, are you loyal enough? I wake up one hour early every day just to eat a bite of tofu at your place."

Manager Song always said this. Su Xiangning was surprised at first, but in the end he got used to it. Now he learned to joke: "Uncle Song, how dare I doubt your loyalty. When the shop becomes bigger in the future, I will definitely hire you as the boss."

"Oh!" Manager Song waved his hand quickly: "It's the same. Don't you just wander around your own home if you have left and right."

Su Xiangning didn't understand why, but Manager Song had always been so sarcastic, and she was not surprised.

"Young Master Su... It seems that he hasn't been here for a long time. Has his injury healed?"

Manager Song smiled and dared to talk nonsense there, but said, "Girl, don't worry, my son has many things, so he will definitely come to visit you if he takes time."

"What nonsense..."

Su Xiangning was teased again and blushed a little, but ignored her. She was absent-minded and put more salt.

Manager Song didn't know how determined he had to use, so he forced himself to put up three bowls of tofu with added ingredients without price. He staggered into the shop with his wall and walked into the shop. Before he disappeared, he did not forget to make a look of endless aftertaste, for fear that Miss Su would hold a grudge, which made Su Xiangning feel embarrassed.

At the corner of the shop, the young man in the gorgeous clothes who had been standing for a long time slowly walked up to him and looked at the woman who was cleaning up the dishes: "Xiang Ning."

Su Xiangning raised her head and saw Lin Fengyang. Her smile curled a little, and continued to clean up the dishes: "Mr. Lin!"

"oh."

Lin Fengyang looked at Wanbaolou for a few glances, frowned slightly and said, "Who is the shopkeeper of this shop?"

Su Xiangning stiffened all over and tidied up the dishes and chopsticks: "I...I don't know either."

"I've been very famous recently. I heard that I'm amazing in my studies, but I feel like I'm seeing you."

Lin Fengyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Su Xiangning turned her head and her face changed a little, but the other party was the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. What could she say more? She just said: "I can only open the shop here by dragging Chen Yu's blessing. Mr. Lin should not think too much."

Lin Fengyang reached out to help pick up the bowls and chopsticks, but inadvertently rubbed the woman's back. Su Xiangning stood up like an electric shock, breathing a little heavier. After looking at Lin Fengyang for a long time, she just turned around and walked towards the stall: "You don't come here in the future, I just want to do some small business..."

Qingguo stood beside him and saw that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly interrupted: "Prince Lin, please sit down. The lady has been busy all morning and is a little tired."

Lin Fengyang frowned slightly: "Xiang Ning, I'm not really from this shop..."

"Young Master Lin!"

Su Xiangning turned around and clenched her fingers under her sleeves, but she just said in a deep voice: "Just... I offended you. If you are hungry, you will finish eating tofu..."

Lin Fengyang took a breath and finally sat down at the small table, eating tofu on his own.

After a while, some literati and small officials ran over, and Lin Fengyang talked with these people calmly. As the son of the Minister of Personnel, the people who came to curry favor with could be said to be in a long queue, and this arrogance was not fake. Occasionally, I would not forget to introduce Su Xiangning to these well-known literati, and the people who came to support them were naturally praised.

Su Xiangning could only respond politely to this, but she knew that it was a bit sincere among these praises. She knew that it was not all because of the identity of the minister and the prince that she said these scenes.

When it comes to compliments, when I started making tofu, Mr. Su from Wanbaolou came over to get breakfast, holding a bowl of Mengpo soup and slapped her face without changing her face. That was really amazing. Although it was also a compliment to tell lies with lies, he could not be sincere in being able to finish the bowl of tofu with slack.

Su Xiangning thought to herself that it was almost noon and the day's work was over, so she started to close the stall.

Su Xiangning and Qingguo carried various utensils back. Lin Fengyang carried a small table and followed behind him. He walked in the quiet alley. Seeing that no one was disturbing around, he said seriously: "Xiangning, do you rarely understand my feelings for you?"

Su Xiangning walked down and said calmly: "The young master knows the intention of the young master, but I was born in a brothel and prostitute, so I really can't stand the young master."

"Someone is not Zhenru what the shopkeeper said, the scholar at Baibaozhai is interested in you?"

Lin Fengyang has seen countless high-ranking officials and nobles. It can be seen that this hidden humility and deliberate pleading are by no means casual jokes.

Su Xiangning suddenly became a little angry when she heard this, and then she said in a blink of an eye: "He is just an ordinary scholar. If you... forget it, I have nothing to do with him..."

Some words are not something she, a woman who is even less humble than a commoner.

At this moment, a sound came from behind.

Su Xiangning looked back and saw that at the back door of Wanbao Tower, a scholar with a big bearded face was crossing his waist and preparing to kick the door.

The scholar obviously noticed her, so he quickly shook the folding fan and made a graceful gesture, smiling at her.

Lin Fengyang narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at it for a moment, and said uncertainly: "Is this the talented man Su who has never been born in Wanbaolou? This look... is really unique..."

Su Xiangning turned around and walked as if nothing had happened: "No, the guy from Wanbaolou, I have nothing to do with Mr. Su, don't guess too much."

Lin Fengyang looked at it for a few times but was not confused about this issue. He helped to move the table outside the courtyard, and then said goodbye and came to the back door of Wanbao Building. He wanted to go in and have a visit, but suddenly he heard some conversation coming from inside:

"Ms. Su used to be a girl from Minglou, and seemed to have some friendship with the son of Mr. Lin's family..."

Lin Fengyang frowned immediately and wanted to listen, but the sound of walking came from inside.

Lin Fengyang snorted lightly, then pulled away, his face slightly unhappy, but since he knew his identity, he felt much more relieved.

The water in Bianjing is very deep!

I just hope that the shopkeeper of this small shop can retreat if he sees the difficulties, otherwise... Hum...

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Cao Hua said goodbye from Su Xiangning's house, but his waist still felt a slight pain. After walking for a long time, he had to stop and rest.

It was already evening when I returned to the Wu'an Marquis Mansion. I walked into the mansion with my waist and walked around to the back house. Suddenly I found that the yard was quiet and only cicadas were left.

It was strange at first, but after a little rest, I realized that Xie Yijun had already left.

When Xie Daxia was there, he either danced a wooden stick and made a big fuss, or two maids gathered in front of her and chatted, but suddenly there was no one else, which was a little uncomfortable.

After wandering around the mansion, Han'er did not come back from handling official duties in Diankui. The two little maids hid in the yard outside the kitchen and spoke private words:

"Luzhu, Sister Xie is gone, what can we do..."

"Yutang, I've been here for so many years, what's there to worry about?"

"Young Master must drive us out and run around the house again. The weather is so hot..."

"The young master only watches the small building on the east side of the house every time. We take a detour from the house and run half a circle less when we go out through the side door..."

"Really? I said it earlier, I said you run so fast every time..."

OK! It's all exposed.

Cao Hua gently shook the folding fan, feeling that his big inner secret probe was very good.

I originally wanted to cough and scare you, but I was afraid of scaring the two little girls to death, so I gave up. It is normal for girls in the fifteenth and sixteen to be naughty occasionally, and he doesn't want to force a person into a robot.

When I returned to the study where "all things turned into powder", I found that even the Taishi chair was gone, so I went back to the bedroom and lay down.

To be honest, there are no entertainment projects such as TV and Internet in this era, so it is really no fun to be alone at home. Xie Yijun can tell stories and pass the time when she is here, so she is lonely. So he got up and continued to tinker with jade jewelry. As long as he enters the work state, he will forget everything.
Chapter completed!