Chapter 380: Self-made Nangong Temple

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Although it is a person in the dark night hall, Xu Lian is a girl and the craft of cooking is not bad. Full of a table full of meals, eating Luo Qing is satisfied. Xu Wei even ate five bowls, and Xu Yan’s joke was a rice bucket, which made him a big red face.
As the sun sets, Luo Qingying sits in front of the desk in front of the window, still writing the story of the White Snake through the sun. Although she saw the situation of Shengshi Bookstore at noon, she did not have any anxiety at all. The means was the means to attract customers, but the story itself.
She listened to the story of Shengshi Bookstore and asked Xu Wei to buy a serious look. Although the story of this river and lake enemies is more novel than the stories sold in the past, it is more interesting and readable, and it is also full of young people who like romantic love, but...
Compared to the white snake biography she wrote, it is still much worse.
Don't say anything else, the story of Shengshi Bookstore is blunt, and it is still a routine for talented scholars. However, it is the scholar who changed to the rivers and lakes, and the rich lady changed to the official lady. Basically, the new bottle is old, nothing. surprisingly.
For Dongwan, who is tired of reading the past, perhaps this story can attract some people, and the story of Shengshi Bookstore has made a storytelling, and the storytelling population is good, so today's effect is not bad.
Keluoqing dared to guarantee that when she wrote the story of the White Snake, she would definitely kill each other.
Those who are reading, Miss Qianjin, and boring city traders, whoever likes to read these idle books, who has seen the female owner as a snake? A retiring story of a thousand-year-old beauty snake and a kind-hearted drugstore student will definitely surprise them and surpass their imagination.
There are enough books in Baiwei's study, and Luo Luoyi has never seen a similar book. There are indeed books about fairy monsters, but she found that the content is all the opposite, no matter what kind of fairy, ghosts, all of them are harmful, what female ghosts use yang, foxes are confused, and finally they are eradicated by high-ranking people. Category. If everyone sees her, then the individual white snakes will be able to open their eyes and be amazed.
This is why Luo Qingying chose the story of the White Snake. Just because there isn't, so the first one is coming, let those people know how delicious the crab is!
Just as Luo Qingying seriously wrote the story of the White Snake, Nangong’s search for her was almost exhausted and exhausted.
The imperial West Chu State Second Emperor, Nangong Temple has always been idle, and has never thought about the throne, just want to be a happy prince. If it wasn’t for his big brother Nan Gongqing and the anger of his father’s anger, how could he come to Dongwan to suffer?
No matter how much he tried hard, it was already half a month to ask about the whereabouts of Luo Qingying. There was no movement at all. If it wasn't for Nalan's night, he said that Luo Qingying was in Dongwan. He had to wonder if the news was a problem.
Seeing that time passed by, Nangong Temple received another news from Nangong Qing, saying that the father was scared by Nalan night and his condition was aggravated. Nangong Temple is even more panicked, but it is hard to find Luo Qingyi, and the whole person has eaten a lot less.
"Luo girl ah Luo girl, Chu Wang 妃 楚 ​​Chu Wang 妃, aunt grandmother, where are you hiding? Let me find it?" Nangong whispered to himself, his brows must be wrinkled into a Sichuan word.
Seeing that the situation in Xichu is getting more and more tense, Nangong can’t imagine it. If his father was really ruthless by Nalan’s night, what should he do? Can Nangong 煜 also blame Nalan night, after all, his father is wrong, if not he smashed Luo Qing, how could it happen later!
So now, Nangong Temple has only one thought, and that is to find Luo Qingyi as soon as possible. No matter what method you use, you must find her!
Not only did they send their own men, but they searched everywhere in Dongwan, and even Nangong had no feeling of having fun. If you usually, he may go to the street to hang out or go to see what his business is, but now Nangong is personally dispatched.
Thinking about the possible places where Luo Qingying may appear, Nangong knows her character, Luo Qing’s medical skills are the best, and she is particularly particular about eating. She knows the temperament, then where is she likely to appear, will it be the drugstore? Or is it a big restaurant?
Anyway, Nangong can only take chances anyway.
With four entourage, Nangong Temple walked around the streets of Dongwan. Although it seems to play, his eyes are swept by every passing person. He can remember that the first time Luo Qingyi went to his dream fairy building is a woman dressed as a man, so the Nangong Qilian men have not let go, but if you see a 28-year-old girl, or a young man, he always wants to check Something.
It’s just that the eyes are swept away, and they don’t stare at each other, so they don’t cause dissatisfaction or alertness. Nangong Temple has been particularly familiar with Luo Qingying. With a glance, or looking at people's movements and postures, it is possible to tell whether this person is Luo Qingyi.
It’s a pity that it’s almost an hour to go shopping, and Nangong’s still has no gains.
"Don't you, do you still go back? You see this day is so hot, if you are tired, what can you do?" A suggestion from the whisper.
Nangong is not angry: "No one can be found, no one can go back! You know the consequences. If the father is really out of the way, do you have this responsibility?"
A few followers glanced at each other and shrank their necks, not dare to say anything.
They don't feel that they are working hard. After all, Nangong Temple is the second emperor of Xichu. If they are suffering from heatstroke because they are looking for someone, or they are tired, they can't afford to sin.
No way, I can only continue to find.
A confidant will be very intimate with an umbrella, topped on the Nangong hoe, and the other quickly rushed out of the fan, rushing to the Nangong 煜 non-stop fan. Nangong Temple was more and more upset. He grabbed the fan on his confidant and shook himself. Although the coolness was cool, the anxiety in his heart did not decrease at all.
Walking and walking, Nangong Temple walked to the vicinity of the Shengshi Bookstore. Several confidants looked at the people in front of them, and their eyes lit up: "You look at the son, how are so many people in front?"
It’s not uncommon for people to be more, but what Nangong thinks is that these people blocked the road, so how can he pass?
He groaned around, his eyes stunned, and he saw that there was a servant who was wearing the official residence on the road, and suddenly felt strange. Um~ What happened? A business doing business can still help the government's people, but there is a backstage.
What business is it that attracts so many people? ,
For a time, Nangong Yu was also curious: "Go up and find out what is going on."
"Yes, son."
A confidant immediately ran forward. After a moment, the confidant came back: "The son, a bookstore in front is selling a new book."
Nan Gongyi casually asked: "What book is so good, even attracted so many people, is it a heavenly book?"
The confidant lost a smile: "The son, the subordinate asked, is a story called ‘江湖恩仇录’, it seems that there are quite a lot of people to buy, one for five or two, and it is in short supply.

What rivers and enemies? When Nangong’s name was heard, the heart would move, it would not be...
He immediately thought of Luo Qingying.
Because at the time of Xichu, Luo Qingyi was also doing this, and she also made a dark house and wrote some words. The book he worked with also made some small stories. The business is not bad. The business of this flourishing book, the business is so good, it will not be the story he wrote for Luo Qingying.
At the thought of this, Nangong couldn’t wait to say: "Hurry and buy one, come back, this son wants to see what he wrote."
For a moment, the confidant bought the book back, Nangong rushed to grab a look, opened it, did not read a few pages, suddenly ecstasy.
This story is so wonderful, in addition to Luo Qingying, who can write it? Needless to say, the person who wrote the story to Shengshi Bookstore must be the person he was looking for.
Nan Gongyi excitedly shot the thigh: "It’s really a break from the iron shoes. It’s all time and it’s time to find you.

Nangong煜 immediately walked forward, even though there were countless people betting around, he couldn’t take care of it at this time. Not to mention waiting for these people to disperse, even if he let him wait a quarter of an hour, he is not impatient, and finally learned the whereabouts of Luo Qingying, how can he let it go? In case of a delay, Luo Qingyi ran again, and he did not know where to find it.
What Nangong did not expect is that the business of Shengshi Bookstore is really hot today. Wang Zhentian, who is the owner of the family, has no time to deal with him. Even if he knows that Nangong is a customer, he has no intention to greet him because he is too busy. Just yesterday, he sold 5,000 books. Today's sales order is coming again. He is so busy.
Nangong screamed for a long time, and wanted to ask who wrote this book, but don't say that the buddies ignored him. When he heard that he was not buying a book, he simply ignored it.
No way, Nangong 煜 directly touched a hundred and twenty silver tickets, shot on the table, directed at a buddy in front of him: "Don't move, the book in front of you, this son is all inclusive!"
The guy’s eyelids jumped, and there were fifty books in front of him. All of them were bought? As soon as he saw the silver ticket, he whispered, "You can't buy the one hundred and two, you can't take it for another two hundred and two."
Nangong’s men just wanted to get angry. Nangong煜 didn’t want to break things. He directly took four silver tickets from his arms and handed them over:
This is good, the books in front of you are all sold out, and this son now has I ask you, who wrote this book?"
The person who inquired about this question has no idea how many of them have been. The buddy has already gotten the instructions from the family, and they all say that they don’t know. How can Nangong be so good? He spent five hundred and two silver, and if he didn't even have an answer, how can he stop?
"Okay, okay, don't you ask me, see if you bought so many books, you can count as a big customer. You want to know who wrote this book. Just ask us about it." The guy pointed to the side. Wang Zhentian, Nangong, only noticed that he immediately walked toward the lobby.
When he explained his intentions, Wang Zhentian looked at the Nangong and looked up and said: "The son wants to know who wrote this book?"
Not only do I want to know who wrote this book, but Nan Gongyi still needs to find her and bring her back.
Nangong Temple said directly: "As long as you tell me who wrote this book, I want to meet this person."
When this was said, Wang Zhentian immediately alerted him. Wouldn't this person come to dig the wall? I have never had a good master, and I have written such a wonderful story. I have already earned him thousands of money. How can I tell others directly? If it is true that the opponent has dug up the person, isn’t the chicken that lays the golden egg flew to others?
Suddenly, Wang Zhentian looked at Nangong: "I am sorry about the son, this is a trade secret, and I can’t tell you." If you don’t look at Nangong, you can follow the entourage and wear it, guess him. Some people who come to the head, maybe she will directly drive Nangong out.
Looking at the other side's face sinking, Nangong was shocked, and he was too anxious. Just asking for such a rash, if he is afraid, he will not tell.
In order to find Luo Qingying, Nangong Temple could not care for the face of the two emperors of Xichu. Now he smiled and smiled. He shook hands at Wang Zhentian: "Wang boss, you misunderstood, but you don't want to do anything under it. It’s a pen than a business that wants to talk to you."
"Business? What business do you want to talk about? If you want to buy a book, then everything is fine. My book is absolutely wonderful. You have to buy it to keep you from making a profit." When he mentioned the money, Wang Boss finally looked A little bit better, a little more patience.