Chapter 88: Valentine, then you really met.

"Back to Liu Ye, Ling Gongzi is indeed a farmer, but he took the child's life at the age of thirteen. In the case of the family, it is already outstanding.

I don't know why he suddenly asked Ling Jingxuan, Zhang Zhangguan looked up and looked at him carefully, and looked down and tried to pick it up. Zeng Shaoqing smiled and whispered: "I am not a rare object. However, for small families, I am afraid that there is no one to store it. The public opinion is a farmer. He can think of using ice cubes to make food. Maybe it is a personal person."
Anyone who didn't notice anything was broken by him. Zeng Shaoqing seems to be careless. In fact, there are sharp words that people can't ignore. Zhang Zhangcai only feels that the forehead is full of sweat, and the more he doesn't understand this. What the Lord wants to do.
"You just said what is his name?"
One-handedly holding his head on his leg, Zeng Shaoqing smiled and smiled at the tension of the shopkeeper. The fox's eyes were full of playfulness and interest. Obviously, it was not only the gap of identity, but in front of him, the pottery that has always been able to do is like The modest children, the means of the two are not at all a level.
"Ling Jingxuan."
In addition to respectfully answering him, Zhang’s treasurer didn’t know what to say. He really couldn’t figure out the son’s temper.
The name is not like a farmer. You should know where he lives? Let people go find He came, I want to see him personally."
Zeng Shaoqing's lips and corners are lightly hooked, and the taste of the fundus is more intense. Recently, because Yan Yirui’s disappeared, the border customs and wars were tight, and the family’s father had to ask the saint to go to the border to preside over the overall situation. Houfu was unsuccessful, and he was hard to borrow. The opportunity for the old man to ask for a safe character ran out, and quietly inquired about the whereabouts of Yan Ruirui. Unfortunately, the only news he got was that he seemed to be disappearing in his own fiefdom, and the rest would be gone. For this reason, staying in the state is quick and moldy. He heard that a farmer in Datong Town actually thought of using ice cubes to make food. In just one month, he had doubled the profit of the nearby restaurants, so he ran to see and distracted.
"This"
Zhang treasurer could not help but hesitate, Zeng Shaoqing swept his eyes, Shen Sheng: "How? Inconvenient?"
The well-hidden domineering spurt out, at this time he used the seductive and seductive to describe it is a big mistake, just a subtle change in the atmosphere, Zeng Shaoqing seems to have changed like a person The beautiful facial features seem to be more solid and tough. Zhang Zhang’s heart is in the heart, and he is busy bending back and saying:
No, Liu Ye misunderstood, it’s not inconvenient, it’s not inconsistent. Besides jam, he also uses herbs to feed one. A kind of fat medicine fish, but the quantity is not much. At present, it is only enough for the Datong branch. So every morning I will send people to his house to pull the fish. When the guy comes back today, tell me that he will have something to do later. If you are not in a hurry, can you wait?"
After the speech, Zhang’s shopkeeper held his breath and looked at him. The temper of the master’s temper was too cloudy, and he turned his face and turned his face. He was really a little hairy.
"Oh? It is not bad to be able to feed fish in Zhangzhou."
Hooking lips, the body suddenly disappeared instantly, Zeng Shaoqing bowed his head and arranged the cuffs of the gold silk bag to say: "How long can he come?"
Looking at it today, few people dare to let him wait, but he has to look at what the other person is.
However, he seems to have forgotten that Ren Lingxuan did not let him wait.
"His child is studying in the town. I am sure I will come with my child. Maybe it has already arrived. Can Liu Ye let me go out and see?"
Looked at the sky outside, Zhang Zhang is still nervous, Zeng Shaoqing waved his hand at random, and he immediately retired and went out until the door of the private room was closed. The dispenser was deeply vomiting, and exaggeratedly reached out. Putting the sweat on the forehead to him is more tired than the person who is going to deal with the government. Who said that he came with ease?
"Why must you see a farmer? Should he have nothing to do with Jiuye?"
When he left, the green woman standing on the left hand side of Zeng Shaoqing curiously asked, the self-righteously concealed eyes were full of naked fascination, and the green woman on the other side couldn’t check. Frowning, the sight was lightly swept away, but nothing was said, standing like a statue.
"Cui Zhu, you have been with me for almost a year now?"
After taking a graceful sip of the teacup, Zeng Shaoqing’s head was not whispering to the horse’s mouth, and the woman who was called the bamboo was stunned and hurriedly screamed:
The slave is damn!

"Oh?"
Only a casual eyebrow, the bamboo lying on the ground was terrified and shivering: "Slaves should not talk to the Lord, the slaves it."
Outsiders don't know, Zeng Shaoqing looks easy-going on weekdays, and the beautiful looks often make people mistakenly think that they have no achievements, relying on the ancestors of the ancestors, only the people who have really contacted him know that his character is good. On the contrary, even if he never liked other people to ask his private affairs, including Lao Houye and Ming Shangchang princess, Tsui Bamboo’s move undoubtedly touched his taboo.
"Go yourself to punished."
Lazy and stunned the eyelids, Zeng Shaoqing did not look at her, and handed the teacup in the hand to another maid and then lay down. The bamboo was smeared with tears. After a while, the private room was quiet again, Zeng Shaoqing’s hands Pillowed in the back of the head, the eyes of the gods looked at the roof of the carved beams, and all the circles in the mind were about Yan Ruirui.
On the other hand, the shopkeeper who came out of the private room heard that Ling Jingxuan had come. He didn’t want to go to the second floor of the private room. The arrival of the owner would undoubtedly make others turn over, but? ? It seems that he still can't show a star-and-a-half complaint. It's really hard to say.
"Oh, old man."
Seeing that he opened the door and came in, Ling Jingxuan, who was standing by the window and looking down at the downstairs street scene, smiled and walked over. With his observations, he naturally saw his fault, but he did not have any in-depth exploration. The meaning, and not to mention that their relationship has not reached that step, even if it is, he does not say, he can not ask.
"Ling Laodi, I am sorry, I have kept you waiting." Sitting down from his opposite side, Zhang’s treasurer is still not very natural until now, and the attack brought to him by the East is too great.
Seeing that his soul is not guarding, Ling Jingxuan does not urging him. He raises his hands and helps each other to pour a cup of hot boiled water. He takes up the scorn of his own, and the thought in his mind is suddenly cold. Yan Ruirui, I don’t know if he’s better, if he’s taking a rest, he’s not sure, his physical quality is much better than him, right? They obviously played with water last night, why did he catch a cold? Isn't his man seem to be strong, but is it true? ? Strong outside?
Thinking about this, Ling Jingxuan laughed, let him know his thoughts, he could not just find a place to put him on the spot. It’s his words, definitely!
"Ah?? I almost forgot the important things, Ling Lao, are there anything else you have to do later?"
I don't know how long it took, Zhang screaming and screaming, suddenly and nervously looking at him, Ling Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and put down the cup: "My brother has something to say, as long as Jingxuan can do it, Certainly nothing."
He is really a little tempted to get used to his temptations.
"Then I will be welcome. It is like this. The owner of our restaurant, Liu Ye, suddenly came here. He heard about your business. I want to see you personally. You see Ling Ling?"
The big boss behind the Xinyuan Restaurant wants to see him? Isn't it a cool product, shouldn't you be alarmed? Compared with the simplicity of the Zhang shopkeeper, Ling Jingxuan obviously wants to go deeper, Xinyuan Restaurant can open all the Daqing Dynasty, behind the scenes, the boss is forced to be rich and expensive, and may even be one of the few characters of the Imperial City, he I don't think he can get his relatives with only one cool product. But if he doesn't, he can't beat him with his gossip. Why do he want to see him?
"Zhang Ge, you give me a bottom, what is the background of the six lords?"
After a little contemplation, Ling Jingxuan suddenly asked, just in the moment, he suddenly thought of Yan Ruirui, if the other party is rushing to him, then it is another matter.
"This is not a big secret. Liu Ye is the old man of Zeng Houye and Ming Shangchang Princess. Because of the sixth, everyone calls him Liu Ye."
Thinking that he wants to ask, Zhang Zhang counter is refreshing, Ling Jingxuan’s eyes sink:
Zeng Houye? It’s that life’s martial arts, and the old man will also train the prince to become a new generation of God of War?

Regardless of the identity of the other party, he must first determine that he is harmless to Yan Ruirui.
"It is Weiyuan Hou. It is said that the prince and the prince are growing up together, and the relationship is very good. Some people say that they are lovers."
At the end of the day, Zhang Zhangmei couldn't help but feel a little mysterious and gossip. I didn't find it at all. Ling Jingxuan's smile suddenly became brilliant: "Lover, then you really have to meet."
Obviously, the smile at this time was as splendid as it was, and the feeling of giving people was gloomy. After the discovery, I found that the wrong dispenser was chilling. Did he say something wrong?
"So, Ling Lao, please come with me."
I don't know why, he always thinks that Ling Jingxuan of this day can't tell the strangeness, but Liu Ye still waits, and there is no time for him to slowly temper.
"There is a good old man."
Then Ling Jingxuan, who stood up, hesitated a little, and reached out to raise the jar at the foot. Since there is a richer Kay, it’s a little sorry for him to earn him.
"This jar is weird, what is inside?"
Only then did he notice the existence of the jar. Zhang Zhang asked when he walked. Ling Jingxuan did not think so much. He said casually: "I made my own wine, I thought about it today??"
"What?! Wine?"
Unexpectedly, he was interrupted by the shopkeeper when he had not finished speaking. The Chinese character face was filled with naked excitement and shock. Ling Jingxuan’s brain was black, not wine, as for? He wants to drink, he gives him a few altars for free.
"This is this?? Is this really a wine?"
The trembling pointed at the jar in his hand, and the dispenser was so excited that his tongue was knotted.
"Uh huh." Ling Jingxuan nodded like nothing, the calm appearance and the other party's excitement in stark contrast, finished the same as a very casual eyebrows asked: "Wine is very expensive?"
"Crap, of course, it’s expensive, and money can’t be bought."
Seeing that he was ignorant, Zhang Zhangyi continued to say: "This wine is a unique product of the East. When the borders were calm in the past few years, there were occasional businessmen who brought some entry, basically only the nobles. I bought it, and in the past few years, the wine has almost disappeared in the Daqing Dynasty. I heard that even the emperor couldn’t drink it. I didn’t expect it? I didn’t expect you to brew, Ling Laodi, this time you really want to develop. It is."
So rare?
Listening to his explanation, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but open up. The things were rare, and even the things that the emperor couldn't drink, but he was able to brew them. How many hundred altar wines at home were afraid to sell? Moreover, if the propaganda method is right, maybe it will also make him famous for the Lingjia Winery. When he is afraid that the money will not run into his purse.
Hahaha? ? After the hair was made, he seemed to have seen Jinshan Yinshan beckoning with him.
"Ling, this wine, you must give us a restaurant."
Seeing that he has not responded for a long time, Zhang shopkeeper has quickly played a family card. If he can win the exclusive right to buy and sell wine, will he not be developed in the future? With this in mind, Zhang Zhangkou’s mouth must be smiling. With this business, he might be able to transfer to Beijing to meet the world.
"Oh... then it depends on whether your family's six lords can afford the price."
Since wine is so rare, he must sell a good price, and look forward to today, who is better suited to be a big head than Xinyuan? ? Keke, not a big head, is a customer, patron? ?
"What do you mean?? I understand, please come with me."
Returning to the normal Zhang shopkeeper also restored the usual savvy. After understanding his meaning, he turned and took him upstairs. Ling Jingxuan’s concerns were not unreasonable. He told him to talk to him step by step. Talking with Liu Ye is undoubtedly more convenient and faster, and it is more affordable.