Vol 3 Chapter 2715: Old lover is here

"Brother, it's still early, or where shall we go for a stroll?"
"Shimingju is all opened early in the morning. Go now. I am afraid that the good rough stones will be robbed long ago. Let's go early tomorrow morning!" Yi Long is also very interested in gambling on stones. Since he came to Nanling State, I don't want to miss this opportunity. +++The latest Danmei novel ranking: www.sto123.cco
When Yi Feng heard that he couldn't go to Shimingju, he was a little disappointed, but his brother was right. Now he can only pick up good rough stones.
"Then let's go out and play."
Yi Feng didn't want to stay at home on the first day of coming to Nanling Country. It was so boring.
"Where? Ask Uncle Cheng."
Yi Feng waved his hand. Steward Cheng looked so serious, he must be a boring person. What interesting places he can recommend!
"We asked Zhang Ergou, he is a driver, and he knows everywhere in Nanling Country."
Yi Long nodded in agreement and couldn't help but praise Yi Feng with a thumbs up: "Sister, you are so smart."
Zhang Ergou was different from Steward Cheng. He used to be a from the Apocalypse Nation. Later, he couldn't mix there and came to Nanling Nation.
After wandering in Nanling Country for so many years, he has also grown from an innocent to now a conscientious driver Xiao Zhang.
Of course, when hiring him as a driver, Yi Yunrui also checked all his information.
"Master, miss, you are asking me the right person. I don't know which entertainment venue in Nanling Country!"
Zhang Ergou said that this was a little bit awkward. Although he had not been to Nanling Country for a few years, he had played in the entertainment venues here.
"Then you say, which one is fun, take us to meet the world."
"If you want to ask which is the best entertainment company, it is the Oriental Entertainment City. If the lady wants to go, I will start the car now."
Yi Feng nodded and signaled Zhang Ergou to go quickly, and he immediately ran to start the car.
"Sister, we just went to that kind of place when we first came here. We don't know if it's safe." Yi Long hesitated. After all, this is not the Apocalyptic Nation. It's better to be more cautious.
"Daddy sent so many bodyguards to follow, what are you afraid of! Besides, we just went there to play, not to cause trouble, nothing will happen!"
Although Yi Long still hesitated a little, but seeing Yi Feng insisted, he still compromised.
"That's OK, we'll be back after going around, and we have to get up early tomorrow."
"Okay, listen to brother." Yi Feng's voice is as addictive as honey.
Along the way, Zhang Ergou boasted that the Oriental Entertainment City had nothing in the sky and nothing in the underground, which made Yi Feng increasingly look forward to it. o
When they were in the Kingdom of Apocalypse, the brothers and sisters had already learned Nanling Mandarin, and simple communication was no longer a problem. I'll let Zhang Ergou lead the way in a while, but I can translate for them if I can't.
"Here." Zhang Ergou diligently opened the door to the young master and the young lady. Although the two of them were young, they were expensive, so he naturally had to be careful.
Under the neon lights, these big characters of Oriental Entertainment City were shining brightly, and the magnificent marble facade looked extraordinary.
Zhang Ergou walked ahead, followed by Yi Long and Yi Feng. As soon as she entered, the sound of loud music hit Yi Feng's scratched ears a little bit, but after a short while, she got used to it. Turning to look at Yi Long quietly, he looked as usual, and he seemed to get used to it soon.
Yi Feng took a look at this place, which was a high-end entertainment venue. There was nothing special. When he regretted that he shouldn't listen to Zhang Ergou's unreliable talk, the microphone sounded in the center of the stage.
"Let everyone start the long-awaited auction right away. Please sit down if you have a place, squat down without a place, go out if you don't want to, keep quiet, and enter the countdown!"
Feng Yumo smiled faintly: "I came out early and they all fell asleep, so I went to the kitchen to spoon some porridge to eat."
"When do they usually get up?"
Feng Yumo thought for a while, and shook his head: "This husband is not very clear."
Remembering the white porridge cooked at the Crown Prince's mansion last night, Lan Qing'er stared wide-eyed as if suddenly thinking of something, "That means, your breakfast is all white porridge?"
Feng Yumo shuddered slightly, what's the point of embarrassment?
nod.
Lan Qing'er rolled her eyes, she had taken breakfast porridge, lunch porridge, and dinner porridge.
"Then what else do you eat besides white porridge?" Lan Qing'er said and put a big bun into his bowl.
"Mantou, there are some other..." Feng Yumo was about to pick up the steamed bun, but Lan Qinger quickly picked it up and stuffed a small steamed bun into his mouth.
"No more porridge and buns in the future." Lan Qing'er said domineeringly.
"Why?" Feng Yumo was stunned on the spot.
After swallowing a steamed dumpling, Lan Qing'er approached Feng Yumo and said every word: "We must be self-reliant, and the goal is the delicacies of the mountains and the sea!"
Feng Yumo was stunned, a little uncomfortable: "Treasures of mountains and seas?"
"Well, people die for money and birds die for food. The most important thing in life is the problem of food and clothing, and then the spiritual enjoyment, you say no, your Royal Highness. o"
"The problem of food and clothing... spiritual enjoyment..." Feng Yumo murmured lightly, if he was thinking.
Swallowing the last steamed bun, and seeing Feng Yumo holding a steamed bun head in his hand, he was thinking about something. Lan Qing'er took his steamed buns and said, "Did you remember what I said? No future. Eat porridge and steamed buns!"
When they came to the booth, the sky was very bright. Lan Qing'er helped to hang up the calligraphy and painting, and the two opened the stall. Feng Yumo didn't say much, sitting next to her just smiling and talking about it. She drove a lot. At this time, the crowds on the street began to increase, and other vendors started to open stalls one after another. After a short while, they received their first business.
The visitor was a man dressed like a domestic servant, holding a scroll in his hand, and seeing Feng Yumo respectfully said, "Good morning, sir."
"Good morning, guest officer, please sit down."
After a few conversations between the two, the servant knew what he was coming for. He was here to help his young master get a match.
Right pair?
Lan Qing'er on the side was puzzled: "This little brother, can you ask, how did you come to come here to ask for a match?"
This street belongs to the land of the three religions and nine tiers in Longfeng Country, and the area of ​​the poor city. It is the interest of elegant literati to ask for opponents. No matter how bad it is, it is impossible to find this place.
The servant smiled and said, "My master has been here once, and he knew that there was a gentleman who had learned to be rich and had only met people, so I found here."
Lan Qing'er nodded, daring to feel that the servant had vision.
"I wonder who is the gentleman?" the servant asked.
Lan Qing'er pointed at Feng Yumo next to her. (To save a lot of trouble, she still dresses in men's clothing today.)
"Excuse me, what is the price for the pair?" the servant asked Xiang Feng Yu.
"For the pair..."
"Ten yuan!" Before Feng Yu finished speaking, Lan Qing'er hurriedly took it, stretching out her ten fingers.
As soon as the words came out, the two men were shocked at the same time.
Looking at the face of the servant, Feng Yumo smiled reluctantly, but didn't dare to take it back, so she kept smirking.
"Ten yuan?" The servant looked incredulous.
"Not bad!" Lan Qing'er was sure of what it was. Ten yuan, no less than a word!
"Haha!" The servant laughed: "Unexpectedly, it is so cheap, so please ask Mr.".
After the servant had finished speaking, she spread out the scroll in her hand, and Lan Qing'er screamed that she regretted that she knew the price would be higher.
I saw what was graceful and graceful and beautiful in the handwriting on the scroll. It said: The water flows cold towards the stone and the wind comes from the flowers.
Feng Yumo groaned lightly for a while, and asked, "What are the requirements for this Xianlian?"
The servant said: "The bottom line of this pair should end with the words cold and fragrant."
Feng Yumo nodded, thought for a while, and then said: Fushi sits with cold clothes, and goes back to Ma Taxiang.
"A good sentence!" As soon as Feng Yumo finished writing, the servant kept shouting, "Mister is a master, he is really a master!"
"Thank you," Feng Yu Mo Qian gave in, raised the rice paper, and handed it to the servant.
The servant quickly took it and put ten yuan on the bamboo table: "Thank you, Mr., for your advice. If there is something to do in the future, A'an will come to see Mr.".
After A'an finished speaking, he rolled up the scroll and hurriedly left.
Ah
Ann's pace is very brisk, and it seems that he is not an ordinary servant, so he asked, "His Royal Highness, do you know that person?"
Feng Yumo thought for a while and shook his head: "This is the first time I saw this person. Honey, if you don't dislike it, can you collect the money from the stall?"
"Well, thank you my dear."
Lan Qing'er was about to reply, but saw a few sharp gazes from the crowd looking towards her, and after a careful glance, he found several martial arts masters hidden in the crowd.
Is it another person sent by Empress Gao? I suffered yesterday, but I am here again today.
With her eyes rolling, Lan Qing'er said, "His Royal Highness, you can wait a while." After that, he got up and left.
"Honey, where are you going?"
As soon as he took the first step, he heard Feng Yumo's nervous questioning, turned his head to meet his worried eyes, and suddenly guessed what he was thinking.
Feng Yumo was afraid that she would slip away and ignore him.
Gently patted his shoulder, Lan Qing'er said, "Qing'er just left for a while. The crown prince can rest assured that Qing'er will not run away."
Feng Yumo's face was slightly stunned, and his tone was a little unnatural: "Then... honey, go and come back."
Lan Qing'er nodded, turned around and ran away.
It wasn't until Lan Qing'er's figure disappeared that Feng Yumo looked back and sighed softly.
After a short while, I saw Lan Qing'er trot back again, holding a small bag of things in her hand, and just about to walk back to the stall, I saw those people move their hands, and a guest who wanted to pass fell. A dog gnawed mud.
Judging by the painful situation of the guest, the person sent by the queen this time put a heavy hand, I am afraid that the hapless guest will go back to rub the medicine oil.
With her beautiful eyes narrowed, Lan Qing'er quickly sat back to the booth and put the bag of things on the bamboo table.
Seeing Lan Qing'er really came back, Feng Yumo was so happy, but she saw Lan Qing'er's expression of dissatisfaction, and the bag of things on the bamboo table, which seemed to be small stones.
"Honey... what are you?"
When I had time to go back to Feng Yumo in the future, I saw Lan Qing'er took a small rock and threw it out with a'shoo', only a'pop' was heard, and he shot down the one who was about to hit the passerby. a rock.
Passer-by was safe and sound, and walked toward the booth with a face of spring breeze.
When it was too late, Lan Qing'er picked up a small stone and threw it out in one direction. It happened to meet the flying stone on the other side. The two stones hit each other and wiped a small spark in the air, and both fell to the ground. .
Passerby is safe again.
When Passerby A walked to the word stand and sat down, Lan Qing'er had already shot down no less than four stones, and Feng Yumo, who was sitting by the side, watched a stunned battle of stones.
"Amo..."
As soon as the coquettish voice came out, the two were stunned. After recovering, they saw that Passerby was a super fat girl. Hearing the tone and voice, they clearly knew Feng Yumo.
At this moment, the fat girl's face was red, and a pair of bean sprout eyes brought out the message of love, and she was blinking at Feng Yumo, putting her one hundred thousand volts of electricity.
Lan Qing'er shuddered and looked at Feng Yumo, only to see that there was still a faint smile on his face, but there was a strange smell in his expression.
The fat girl sat down with a smirk, looking at Feng Yumo shyly: "Brother Ayu, Xiao Yueyue is here to see you."
"Ahem...!" Lan Qing'er was almost choked to death by her saliva, when Xiao Yueyue also crossed over.
Brother Ayu...this name, sweating.
"Well, Miss Yue is interested." Feng Yu said with a light smile, but the corners of his eyebrows twitched slightly, intentionally or unintentionally.
"Brother Ayu, Xiaoyueyue misses you so much."
"Ahem...!" Lan Qing'er was choked by her saliva again, and pulled the stool a few minutes away. Please, don't be so numb, well, she regretted saving Xiao Yueyue.
"Oh, hehe." Feng Yumo smiled a few times, looking at Lan Qing'er from the corner of his eyes, and shook his head at her, as if afraid of her misunderstanding.
Lan Qing'er gave him a white look, her bystander at this moment.
"Brother Ayu, do you think about Xiaoyueyue?" Xiaoyueyue's big chubby hand stretched out and gently pushed Feng Yumo.