After time travel, I became the first richest woman in Lizhao

Chapter 18 The most beautiful singer Chen Yuanyuan
"After that, what kind of profitable business will think of me!" Zhou You said.

"Okay, let's talk about it later." Zhao Linger yawned and closed the door.

Holding the soap, I suddenly remembered that I haven't given you money for traveling yet!
Just when I was about to go downstairs, I thought that Zhou You would definitely credit the money to the account, so forget it, let's settle it together at that time.

In ancient times, there was this kind of advantage. Many things can be paid on credit first, and paid together at the end, which gave her time to make money.

The income of Hu spicy soup is not 61 Wen, but 73 Wen, which means that the income has increased by 15 Wen.By the way, Lin Wan'er was given 15 taels of profit today, so [-] taels has to be subtracted from the expenses.

Now there are 94 cash in cash.

After making a note, Zhao Linger picked up the soap and prepared to wash her face.

It was a small round wooden box, like a modern jewelry box, but made of wood.

Open the box, inside is a spherical gray soap.

Take it out and smell it, there is a faint sulfur smell mixed with a hint of rose.

Well, it's quite fragrant.

After Zhao Ling'er washed her face with it, she went to look in the mirror, well, the makeup was removed very cleanly, but the skin felt so dry!It would be nice if there was a sheet mask to replenish the water.

Ok?Facial mask?

Do Lichao women use facial masks?

I'm going to ask Lin Wan'er and Mu Yunqing tomorrow.

At this moment, Zhao Ling'er felt that she couldn't open her eyes anymore, she needed to sleep well, there were still many things to do tomorrow!

Bang!A crisp sound woke Zhao Ling'er from his sleep.

"Ah, I have to send A Yao to a private school today!" Zhao Ling'er sat up suddenly.

dong dong dong.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Zhao Linger asked.

"I'm going to the steamed bun shop, Ah Yao..." It was Li Heng's voice.

"Wait for me!" Zhao Linger shouted hastily.

She hurriedly dressed and opened the door.

Li Heng and A Yao stood at the door.

Li Heng said: "Then I entrust A Yao to you, don't forget to pick her up and send her to the private school!"

"Don't worry! Let's see you when A Yao doesn't have to go to class!" Zhao Linger said.

"Ayao, listen to Ling'er and go to study obediently." Li Heng urged.

"Yeah." A Yao hadn't fully woken up yet, she was a little dazed.

"You go, A Yao left it to me." Zhao Ling'er said to Li Heng.

Li Heng glanced at A Yao, turned around and left.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Zhao Ling'er suddenly called out to Li Heng.

Li Heng turned his head.

"Wait for me!" Zhao Ling'er turned around and walked into the room, took out a tael of silver from her purse and handed it to Li Heng: "Hold it, just in case."

Li Heng looked at Zhao Ling'er, then turned and left in silence.

"Ayao, you go downstairs to find Brother Zhou You, what do you want to eat, let him get it for you." Zhao Linger said to Ayao.

A Yao nodded and went downstairs first.

Zhao Ling'er went downstairs after washing up.

Seeing that Zhou You was busy, Zhao Linger smiled with satisfaction.

Taking advantage of his attention, Zhao Linger said: "Zhou You, if you have a chance to meet the most beautiful woman in Yunzhou, who would you most like to see?"

"The most beautiful woman?" Zhou You was stunned for a moment, then said, "Of course it's Chen Yuanyuan!"

Zhou You licked his lips, the corners of his mouth turned up, and said, "If people don't know Chen Yuanyuan, it's useless to conquer the world!"

Zhao Ling'er curled her lips and said, "Aren't you afraid that Wan'er will know?"

Zhou You immediately faltered, and said with a smile, "I'm joking, I'm joking."

"Who is this Chen Yuanyuan?" Zhao Linger asked.

"The most beautiful singer in Yunzhou." Zhou You had an expression of enjoyment.

"Have you heard her song?" Zhao Linger asked.

"Of course! Every year during the Lantern Festival, the governor invites the most famous singers and dancers in Yunzhou to perform for the common people on a flower boat on the Liyun River. All the people in Yunzhou crowded by the river to watch, but it's too far away. I can't see very clearly.

Zhao Linger listened, and silently remembered it in her heart.

Chen Yuanyuan, is it true that everyone named Chen Yuanyuan is a beautiful woman?
After sending off A Yao, Zhao Ling'er came to Qujiangfang.

This is the largest and most luxurious teaching workshop in Yunzhou.

But the door was closed.

After asking passers-by, they found out that Qujiang Fang only opened at [-]:[-] pm and did not receive customers during the day.

Well, since this is the case, why not think about how to design the entire auction process first.

Zhao Ling'er walked into a teahouse, found a secret and quiet place, ordered a pot of jasmine tea, asked for a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to conceive.

Thinking about writing, I wrote several pages eloquently, when I suddenly heard a light cough from the compartment behind.

A very clean and magnetic sound.

Zhao Ling'er couldn't help standing up quietly, lying behind the bamboo curtain, and gently raised a small gap in the bamboo curtain with her hands.

I saw a young man in a blue-gray robe, with his hair tied up in a high bun and a hairpin, copying the contents of a book.

His skin was fair, his brows were slightly frowned, and his long eyelashes fluttered up and down with his eyes.

Sunlight poured down through the window, passing through his distinct black hair, and forming shadows on his face.

He raised his head inadvertently, and his yellow-brown eyes happened to meet Zhao Linger.

Zhao Ling'er felt her face burning instantly, she hastily closed the bamboo curtain, sat in her original position, and drank the teacup in one gulp.

She strongly felt her heart beating so hard, she touched her cheek with her hand, it was like a ball of fire.

She patted her chest, took a few deep breaths, and forced herself to be quiet.

But there was no movement over there, and it took a long time before there was a slight sound of turning the pages of the book.

(End of this chapter)