After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Lin Wei's sip of tea was choked in his throat. Under Zhao Sanmei's slightly disgusted eyes, he finally regained his composure: "Going to the capital? Why go to the capital?"

"I want to go to the store and, if possible, buy it directly to prepare for the future. This is one of them."

If Xu Liangchen didn't give her the shop, she could naturally ask someone else.

"Another thing is that we have money, but there is no extra food in Qingshan City. Even if there is, those merchants are not willing to sell it in such a big environment.

The famine will not have much impact on the nobles in the capital, and the prices will not be as high as here. I want to go in and buy some food. This is the second one. "

Lin Zhiyu calmly revealed her purpose, and Lin Wei looked at her with a bit of confusion.

"If your whereabouts are exposed, wouldn't it be worth the loss?"

Lin Zhiyu shook his head gently: "No, at this time, Qin Xiao is probably still having a headache for those courtiers."

Zhao Sanmei has always supported Lin Zhiyu: "Then I will go with you."

"No, you stay here, I have other things for you to do."

Lin Zhiyu flatly refused and took out a simple map with several places circled in red pen.

"These places I have circled are all the businesses I have done this year. One of them is selling salt."

The process of making salt is simple and the profit is high. Even if the government controls it, many people still take risks for the sake of huge profits.

If I remember correctly, the Jiang family relied on the power of salt transportation granted by the emperor and benefited a lot from it.

"The imperial court is in a state of distress right now. I have taken advantage of this time to take care of everything. I will leave the Wang family as soon as the new year is over. Maybe I need someone to help me with these things."

Lin Wei has had a headache since he was a child when he saw numbers. Zhao Sanmei should take the lead in this matter, and Lin Wei can assist on the side.

Zhao Sanmei waved her hands repeatedly: "I am just a bandit leader, how can I take care of business?"

Lin Zhiyu turned to look at Zhao Sanmei: "It's very simple, as long as you go over and take a look from time to time and establish your authority, the people below will naturally get things done.

If there's anything you can't handle, come to me. "

"Hey, Liwei, I'm good at this." Zhao Sanmei's expression suddenly became much more relaxed.

After finalizing the remaining details, Lin Zhiyu was about to get up and go downstairs to pay.

Unexpectedly, Lin Wei stopped her and said, "There are still a few things I haven't understood yet. Why don't you tell me again?"

At the same time, he also winked at Zhao Sanmei, seeming to be hinting at something.

Thinking of the figure in the lobby on the first floor, Zhao Sanmei also pulled Lin Zhiyu and sat down again: "Don't say it's him, there are a few things I don't understand."

Lin Zhiyu's eyes became more suspicious as he watched the two men singing in harmony.

"You two, are you hiding something from me?"

She glanced at Lin Wei and saw that her brother was still the same as when he was a child. His ears would turn red whenever he told lies.

The more they behave like this, the more Lin Zhiyu wants to go out and see.

Lin Wei couldn't stop her, so he had to say: "It's not a big deal, it's just that the storyteller is still down there, and that person is also down there."

After what happened yesterday, Zhou Zijin's name seemed to have become a taboo, and no one dared to mention it directly.

Lin Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat, but her face remained silent, but her hand pushing the door was trembling slightly.

"He wants to settle in Qingshan City. I won't be able to leave for a while. The world is so big. Am I not allowed to go out during this period?"

Lin Wei was right. In the lobby below, there was a cyan figure sitting, with dark hair tied up with a jade crown. He was particularly eye-catching among the audience.

Even though he is no longer a prince, he still retains his innate magnanimity. Lin Zhiyu tried hard to control her eyes and walked out.

"Mrs. Yu, stay."

The waiter at the checkout hurriedly stopped her and said, "The young master invites you to talk."

The direction of the finger was none other than Zhou Zijin.

Lin Wei looked worried: "What are you doing? Madam Yu and he met by chance. What can you say?"

Zhao Sanmei looked around and found that Lin Minghua was not there, and snorted: "If his wife saw her, wouldn't Mrs. Yu's reputation be ruined by you?"

"Where is it?" The waiter squeezed the reward in his hand and smiled, thinking that even if he was scolded, he still had to fulfill the guest's instructions.

"This is the lobby. Besides, Madam Yu is from the Wang family. Who without eyes dares to arrange for a girl from the Wang family?"

Zhao Sanmei didn't appreciate it and grabbed Lin Zhiyu's hand: "Ignore him, let's go."

"It's okay. I'll go over and take a look. I'll be out in a minute." Lin Zhiyu took out his hand and walked towards Zhou Zijin in Zhao Sanmei's surprised eyes.

She wanted to hear his explanation.

If you are looking for her today to apologize for what happened yesterday.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Lin Zhiyu gave himself another mental slap.

Now that Lin Minghua is his fiancée, what crime does he have to apologize to himself?
The waiter felt the other two eyes on him, so he took Lin Zhiyu over and ran away in a hurry.

Lin Wei and Zhao Sanmei suppressed their anger, sat down at another table, and stared in Lin Zhiyu's direction.

As long as there was anything wrong with Lin Zhiyu's expression, they would immediately go over and cut Zhou Zijin into pieces.

Lin Zhiyu sat down in her seat, and Zhou Zijin poured tea for her personally: "I heard that Mrs. Yu loves tea."

The tea cup in front of him was filled with steam, but Lin Zhiyu's face became paler.

She recognized that the story being told on stage was exactly the storybook written by Zhou Tingchen.

At this time, the storyteller was speaking up and down on the stage, telling the story of the county lord stabbing the prince in the back and his loving relationship with the emperor.

"Master Jin asked me to come over. If you have anything to say, it doesn't matter."

Lin Zhiyu watched the tea leaves fluttering in the water and sinking to the bottom, with his heart wandering and unable to find a place to land.

"There's nothing else."

Zhou Zijin spoke calmly and stared at Lin Zhiyu with his eyes, as if she was unwilling to miss any of her microexpressions.

"I'm just curious, what do you think of Mrs. Yu's story on the stage?"

"I'm just a boudoir girl, trying to help my family with some business. I just listen to the stories about princes, generals, ministers, talented men and beauties. Do you have any ideas?"

Lin Zhiyu looked away from the tea cup and looked at Zhou Zijin's face.

They sat facing each other, far enough for Lin Zhiyu to see clearly the scar on his eyebrow, the dark green under his eyes, and the stubble on his chin.

Didn't you sleep well?
Is it because of me that you didn't sleep?
Lin Zhiyu looked away, and the doubts in his stomach just rolled up in his throat and were suppressed again.

Zhou Zijin said: "The story is based on reality, but it is not entirely true.

Madam Yu, what happened between you and me? "(End of chapter)