Nongmen's Charming Girl: The evil prince keeps chasing

Chapter 117 Zhifeng's Little Thoughts

Nangong Yue glared at Zhifeng: "Are you born to restrain me?"

"No, I was born to make my sister happy!" A cunning flashed in Zhifeng's black eyes.

"Feng'er, do you have something to do with your sister?" Huangfu Zhilan's head was full of black lines, this kid went farther and farther on the road of blackening, and gradually overlapped with Feng'er from his previous life...

Zhifeng nodded fiercely: "Hey, Sister Lan, Feng'er is just an errand runner, third brother is so lazy, will he be able to marry a wife in the future?"

Nangong Yue leaned forward and back with a smile, not because she was at a disadvantage in the hands of this bastard, so her heart was balanced.

Huangfu Zhilan and the others came to Sanlang's room, and it happened that Erlang was also there.

"Sister Lan, did you design this blueprint?" Erlang pointed to the blueprint in his hand, his face full of surprise.

"Second brother, who do you look down on?"

Erlang: "..."

I'm just curious, nothing else.It was rare to see the second elder brother deflated, and Saburo laughed unkindly.

"Second brother, you came at a good time. I plan to cooperate with Mu Zhiyuan first to see the market..." Huangfu Zhilan planned ahead, and Dongli fought a difficult battle.

Senior Yun Yazi is not allowed to interfere in the secular world, the Ninth Prince may... be unable to do what he wants.The barbarians are ready to move, and Xiling is eyeing...

Erlang's eyes lit up: "Sister Lan, just leave this matter to me and my third brother...you are only responsible for cash register..."

"[-]%!" Huangfu Zhilan pursed her lips and stretched out a finger.

"Deal!" Sanlang and Erlang looked at each other and nodded repeatedly.

Zhifeng weakly raised his hand: "Sister Lan, and me..."

"Stinky boy, don't be greedy!" Nangong Yue slapped Zhifeng across the face.

Zhifeng dodged and rolled his eyes: "Sister Yue, I call it "planning for a rainy day". When you are so poor that you can't get rid of it, I will lend you money with interest... When I am rich, I will start a bank!"

Qianzhuang?

Huangfu Zhilan raised her eyes, and with a thought, she looked at Erlang.

Erlang blinked and nodded imperceptibly.

"Okay, okay, you are Sister Lan's precious brother, I'll give you [-]% too!" Huangfu Zhilan lovingly rubbed Zhifeng's little head.

Zhifeng hugged Huangfu Zhilan's arm: "Sister Lan, when I grow up, I will make money for you."

"Okay, sister wait..."

According to Huangfu Zhilan's instructions and the drawings, Saburo found a famous master in the town and made a cloud chair. The master was dumbfounded when he saw his masterpiece.

"Third son, in the future, if you have such a good job, you will come to the old man again, and you will not get any money." Master Duan is a carpenter fan, and whenever there is a new style, he is obsessed.

It is said that once, in order to obtain new blueprints, I followed him for more than a month before I got my wish.

Everyone inside and outside the group knew about it, and there was a lot of buzz about it.Master Duan was scolded by his mother-in-law for this, but he was flattered in his heart...

Saburo had already cleared the door, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Thank you, Master Duan! But this time the reward cannot be declined!"

Master Duan opened his mouth, his old face turned red, there are still mother-in-law and grandson at home...

Sanlang took the cloud chair and went straight back to the village. Master Duan was heartbroken and followed him into the carriage.Saburo couldn't laugh or cry: "Master Duan, why are you bothering? Didn't I already agree?"

"Third son, the old man just feels very itchy, and wants to meet the expert who designed the cloud chair." Master Duan scratched his head embarrassedly.

Saburo was stunned: "Master Duan, the cloud chair was designed by my Yaomei..."

"Third Young Master, what did you say?"

(End of this chapter)