Chapter 92: Vinegar

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The poisoned person was also treated, and the rest of the matter did not have to worry about Luo Qingying. Even if Nalan stayed in the night and used her to go back, Luo Qingyi did not agree.
This time Wang Xueru seems to converge a little more, and even more eager for Luo Qingyi to marry the Chu Wangfu, basically did not come out in his own Yilan. And Luocheng is like a fish, except for the inevitable things in the Shang Dynasty, the rest of the time is mixed in Hongyu and Zhang and Song.
Long ago, I got the words of Luo Qingying, not only Zhang and Song’s efforts to please Luocheng, but even Hongyu also gave birth to a man and a woman, and put all his thoughts on Luocheng. Although Luo Qingying has something to regret that Hongyu is so young, he is together with a 50-year-old man in Luocheng, but everyone has aspirations. Hongyu is only able to have a long-term shelter, get rid of Ruan Ji, and the rest. Also looked down.
However, the son of Mengxianlou sent people to Luoqing, and wanted her to give her some advice. It’s just that she has too many chores, no time, and today she received an invitation from her son. I thought that it would be bad to resign. She also went to see the situation of Mengxianlou, and it’s over.
Still changed to a men's clothing, dressed as a handsome scholar, although Los Angeles completely regardless of Luo Qingying out of the door, but this time to go to Mengxianlou, or dressed as a man's good.
This will be the morning, the dream fairy building once again fell asleep, although the door is still open, but compared to the excitement of other shops around, it is a door-to-door.
The guy who watched the door was sleepy, and even Luo Qingyu didn’t know it. She only smiled and stepped into the door.
Du Miao had long known that Luo Qingyi was coming. When she saw her, her eyes brightened, and she hurriedly greeted Luo Qingying upstairs before she retired. Some of them unexpectedly, in addition to the owner of the family here, she actually saw Nalan night here.
The relationship between the two is not so close to the first time, Luo Qing is only a little stunned, and frowned and walked over: "Nalan night, you actually come to visit the brothel?"
For the surprise of Luo Qingying, Nalan night was also unexpected, but he immediately thought of it, turning his head and looking at Nangong Temple next to him.
"You let her come?" Although the voice is faint, but people who are familiar with Nalan's night can understand it, he is somewhat unhappy.
Nangong didn't think much about it, but because he didn't have the slightest thought on Luo Qingying, he ignored this point. He smiled and said: "Yeah, Ziqing, you don't know, your fiancee is so hard, I have been dating her four or five times, and finally I have come to face."
He smiled and waved at Luo Qingyi: "Luo Xiandi, come and sit."
Just finished, but I reacted again. I took a picture: "Hey, my name is Luo Xiandi, and it’s called Shunkou. I know that you are the daughter, or the wife who is going to pass the door, but I can’t change it."
Luo Qingying glanced at Nalan Night and nodded. "Nothing. Let's talk about it first, don't care about him. How do you get used to it?"
This person, actually did not answer him, but also looked cold and indifferent, did he ask him two million yesterday, he felt distressed? If she didn't come to see her today, she might not know that he was visiting the broth again, and I don't know how many times I took her! hateful!
Inexplicable, Luo Qingying feels a little uncomfortable, but does not know why. Thinking about it, it may be because of the indifferent face of Nalan night.
Yesterday, he helped him save people. In a blink of an eye, he changed his face. It was really a bridge crossing the river.
Thinking of this, Luo Qing couldn't help but come to the air, and he was too lazy to pay attention to Nalan Night. He said to himself about Nangong: "Yes, is the boy looking for me for the business of this brothel?" The carved railing glanced downstairs, and the layout was as big as the beginning of her pointing, but with a little more decorations, even the platform of the show was refurbished, it was more beautiful and could not bear to step on it. "Luo Xiandi is really smart."
Nangong said with a smile: "Since you last pointed out, my dream fairy building has occupied an absolute position. Even the second-ranked Qionghua Pavilion and the third Rouge Pavilion are far behind. In the two days, the second girl of the Rouge Museum also sent someone to hint at it, thinking of our dream fairy building."
Luo Qingxiao smiled and said: "In this case, then the son of the cousin also asked me to talk about business?"
Picking up a cup of tea and pouring it, Nangong will put it in front of Luo Qingying: "Luo Xiandi, this is a tea that was picked by an old tea tree king on the top of Yimeng Mountain thousands of miles away. The whole Xichu country is less than two pounds. I respect you with tea as a wine. If I like it, I have two or two here, and bring it back and taste it."
The tea is hot, and Luo Qingying has not yet got close, and he smells a quiet taste.
Although she is not very accustomed to drinking tea, since this tea is so rare, she also has some interest. With a sip of it, Luo Qingyi discovered a different place. This tea is not only fragrant, but also has a touch of sweetness. It is not the sweetness of fruit or sugar, it can't be described, but the taste is very good.
"Well, it's very good, then thank you for your son." Luo Qing is not polite, since it was sent to the teacher to ask her, and then she was precious and rare, but she was disrespectful and well-deserved.
On the side of Nalan’s night, I’m sour, how can I not know how to avoid this? Even before, this will soon become his Wang Hao, actually still in front of him, accept the gift of another man? Does she not know how to give him a face? A little tea, I knew that she liked it, he didn't quit the emperor's reward, and finally fell into the hands of Nangong. When he thought of this, Nalan night regretted it.
Green, do you like to drink tea?
Nalan said with a smile:
I still have a lot of varieties on the house. I will go over and see if I like to take it back?

Luo Qingying can now drink tea without thinking. He said: "No, I usually drink less, and this is enough for the son."
No more wasting time, she said directly: "Listen to the son of the dream, the dream business is good, but still not assured, is there anything I don't know?"
Indeed, this is why Nangong asked Luo Qingyi to think again. The current fame of Mengxianlou can indeed be called the first in Beijing. Even if it is the whole West Chu, it is the first to be deserved. Although Hongyu has left, but relying on the smoke and the dream, it still does not fall to the top. In particular, the dream is always a veil, keeping the mystery, not only does not make those officials and businessmen impatient, but more and more eager to sigh.
However, Nangong Temple was not happy for a long time, because he found that other brothels began to follow the model of Mengxianlou. Also in the lobby to get a platform, like a model like the original Hongyu, the dream, like the smoke of three people, to create more than a dozen imitation version of the flower. Although it is completely inferior to the genuine goods, it also attracted some guests to join in.
In particular, the second-ranked Qinglou Qionghua Pavilion, I do not know where to find a fascinating woman, called Meiluo, in the name of Qingyi people, but in the dark but high-priced pick-up, do not know how many rich people cheated. Perhaps it was this fascinating mastery of the room, although it was exposed afterwards, but no one minded, but attracted more erotic.
Nangong is not concerned about a copy of the imitation version, but it also feels the crisis. If he continues, his position in Mengxianlou is in jeopardy and he is likely to lose his absolute status in the near future. Not only did he lose the first place, but he was unhappy, and the amount of income made him have to think ahead.
"Listen to you, other people in the brothel are also learning fast." Luo Qingyi knew the reason and was not surprised. It is the easiest to imitate, and the cottages, A goods, and the prevailing ancestors of the future generations are not prevalent. It is not because of the considerable profits, but also simple, which will last forever? Her idea for the son of the son was not difficult to learn. It was difficult to know a little, and it was difficult for the son to invite her several times.
Nan Gongyi was anxious and said: "Luo Xiandi, this is a big event, it is related to the income problem of Mengxianlou, and you also account for 40%. Do you know if you have a better way?"
Naturally, there are some methods. Luo Qingying is not flustered: "Is the Gongzizi operating Mengxianlou so long, is there any experience? If you want to occupy the first place for a long time, completely slap the hearts of the guests, the most important thing to do. Where is it?"
This problem, Nangong Temple has long thought: "This point, Luo Xiandi told me for the first time, it is a word of 'freshness'."
It’s a pity that knowing is one thing, and doing it is another. Although he is a second emperor of the Western Chu State, he has seen countless things that no one else knows, but if he knows that it has already been introduced, why bother to wait for the present?
In the early two years, he used the convenience of his own identity to train the girls of Mengxianlou. When I was selected, I kept improving. When I was training, he also paid attention to this aspect. On the blows and sings, Xiaoqu's poems, more than a lot of other girls in the brothel, this soon rose to become the dream of today.
When Luo Qingyi and other Nangong Temple finished, they couldn’t help but smile: "So, if you want to keep Mengxian Building first, then you should continue to push the new ones, so that the latecomers will always chase the dream fairy building, but they will not be able to catch up with them for a lifetime. ""
"I don't know what kind of tricks Luo Xiandi has?" Nangong stunned his eyes and couldn't help but urge him. The things full of brains, I am afraid that I will never finish it in my life. Luo Qingyi just wanted to attach an ear to Nangong, saying that one hand suddenly came in: "You have any good ideas, why don’t you let me listen? And want to whisper with him?"
Nalan night has been listening to the two people talking, it should have been his fiancee's little girl, almost did not look at him all the way, as if attracted by Nangong Temple, watching him vinegar. If you don’t know that Luo Qing’s temper is soft and hard, he will take her back to teach him a meal.
But now, he can only pretend to be indifferent, but he can't show it in front of Nangong. He said: "I also want to know what is good for Qinglan. Can I listen to it?"