Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

Wen Xiang went out with only Dawang and Tweety.

There are many small vendors around the inn and idlers who specialize in providing various services for the guests. When Wen Xiang and the others first arrived at the inn, a few people came up and offered to help with luggage, and the wages were only one hundred yuan.

Really expensive!Wen Xiang's luggage was all good stuff, so she didn't feel worried about letting strangers carry it, so she quickly waved her hand and refused, and the luggage was finished within two trips by her own person.

But it's not a problem to ask the locals for news. Wen Xiang picked a thin guy who was farthest away and asked, "Are you familiar with the capital? I want to find someone."

The boy immediately showed a flattering smile: "Miss, want to find someone? Just ask me Wang San. I grew up in the neighborhood since I was a child, and there is nothing in this capital that I don't know about."

This bull is very big, Wen Xiang glanced at him and asked: "Dongfu Street NO.18, do you know?"

Dongfu Avenue is the territory of princes and nobles. Wang San opened his eyes wide and looked up and down the village girl who smelled the fragrance. He was a little wary and said: "Who is the girl looking for?"

Wen Xiang had no choice but to make an excuse: "The family suffered a disaster and wanted to go to relatives. I only know that he is at No. 18 on Dongfu Street."

Thinking that her relatives were servants there, Wang San felt relieved: "No problem, I'll take you there, it only costs twenty Wen."

The prices in this capital city are expensive, and it costs [-] Wen to lead the way. Wen Xiang showed a embarrassed expression: "Brother, we have traveled a long distance here, and we don't have much money left, can we have less, ten Is money okay?"

Wang San glanced at Wen Xiang, and counter-offered: "Fifteen Wen, not less."

"Brother, let's have a little less, twelve cents."

"Hey, you little girl, I've already given you a discount, so how can you counter the price? My price is the best here. If you don't believe me, ask someone else. I'll charge you thirty cents."

"I knew that my little brother was a real person. Alas, I'm so shy, so I'll give you a little more discount."

Wen Xiang didn't want to make herself a fat sheep, so she just pretended to be a poor ghost, and finally the deal was made for thirteen pennies.

Wang San brought Wen Xiang to a magnificent gate, and pointed out that it was "Dongfu Street NO.18".

Seeing the "Prince Jing's Mansion" plaque on the vermilion lacquer gate, Wen Xiang was dumbfounded.

"Give me the money." Wang San didn't care if the village girl was stupid or not, the money had to be given when the place was brought.

"Wait a minute, you must have taken it to the wrong place, this is a palace."

"You want to play tricks? Then I won't be polite." Wang San was gearing up and eager to try, even a woman would never want to take his money. Looking at the basket she brought, there might be some good ones in it.

"How could I rely on money!" Wen Xiang blatantly retorted: "You said this is Dongfu Avenue No. 18, where is it written? You are not just pointing at random."

"Hey, my Wang San's signature is honesty and trustworthiness, and no deceit. Let me show you the evidence."

Wang San brought Wen Xiang to the front of the vermilion lacquer gate, pointed to a dark place on the left and said, "Do you see what is written on it?"

Wen Xiang took a closer look: "Eighteen."

The two chattering doormen at the corner door immediately scolded: "Hey, what are you two doing? How dare you come and hang around in front of our palace?"

Wang San hurriedly bowed his head and bowed: "Good afternoon, gentlemen, please forgive me, this girl wants to go to her relatives, please let me know."

"Relatives? We don't have such down-and-out relatives in our palace, get out of here quickly." The tall doorman was very bossy.

Wang Sanbei smiled and said, "Of course not relatives of nobles, but relatives of housekeepers and wives."

The housekeepers may have a few poor relatives, so the short man asked a lot: "Which housekeeper's wife? Tell me."

How did this Wang San know, he could only wink at Wen Xiang: "Hey, tell me quickly."

Wen Xiang remembered Taoist Wuwei's exhortations before he left, so he could only laugh along with him: "The relative I'm looking for, his surname is Xiao."

Where in the whole family is there a housekeeper's wife who dares to be surnamed Xiao?Hearing this, both of them jumped up: "Stop talking nonsense, our prince's surname is Xiao, get the hell out of me right now, how dare you come to amuse me? Do you want to die?"

Wang San was also dumbfounded. Seeing that the two disciples were going to get sticks, he hurriedly dragged Wen Xiang out of his ass. After running a long way, he said angrily, "Are you fucking here to amuse me?"

Wen Xiang broke away from Wang San's control as soon as she moved her hand, and said slowly: "What are you talking about for entertainment, those dogs look down on people, and you also look down on people."

Wang San looked at his empty right hand, a bit puzzled as to how Wen Xiang's hand escaped: "You? Give me the money quickly."

"What's the hurry, I still want to inquire about some news with you."

"Give me the money first." Wang San thought to himself: I don't want to entangle you, and I will run away when I get the money.

"No hurry, no hurry, let me ask you, how much do you know about Prince Jing's mansion?"

"Give money."

Wen Xiang smiled. She took out a small string of copper coins from the basket, and waved them in front of Wang San: "Do you really know?"

The half string of copper coins was at least [-] Wen, Wang San immediately turned his anger into a smile: "I know, I know, in Prince Jing's residence, everyone in the capital knows who doesn't know. If you want to ask anything, girl, just ask."

"Tell me everything you know."

"well."

Money can turn ghosts, Wang San immediately revealed everything he knew: Prince Jing's mansion is one of the most powerful homes in the capital, and Prince Jing is the youngest son of the first empress dowager, and has always been respected by the emperor, but the prince is dedicated to cultivating the Tao , has rarely appeared in the eyes of the world.

"That's it? Nothing else?"

Wang San sneered: "I do errands, so it's good to know so much."

"Then there must be someone who knows more than you?"

"Hey." Wang San smiled without saying a word.

Wen Xiang threw the small half string of copper coins to Wang San: "Take me there."

"Okay, no problem." Wang San smiled and grabbed the copper coin: "Girl, this way please."

Out of Dongfu Street, Wang San took Wen Xiang to a restaurant on Liumohua Street, and there was a lot of people in the restaurant, drinking, guessing, and cursing.

Wen Xiang followed Wang Sanshu to the third floor, and entered a corner room, where a thin old man was writing.

As soon as Wang San entered the room, he smiled and said, "Boss Yu, the younger one has brought you a guest."

The skinny old man raised his head and glanced at Wen Xiang. The people who came to him to inquire about information, including village girls, were not particularly novelty. As long as they had money, they could talk to each other: "Does the guest know? My fee here is not cheap."

Wen Xiang didn't answer and said, "Wang San, you can wait for me downstairs."

"That's right." Wang San went out in a hurry, and even closed the door for the two of them intimately.

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