The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 97 Private Giving and Receiving
Song Qingwan was also inspired by Tianjianlou to build the ecological farm, but she had no idea whether it would be successful in the end.

After all, she was not very familiar with some of the ancient people's preferences and living habits, so she could only ask Li Minghe for help.

"What do you think? Will anyone come to consume?" After all, this is in the suburbs, and the transportation and distance are not very inconvenient.

After looking at Song Qingwan's structural drawings, they are even more exquisite than the daily paintings of the Ministry of Industry. It seems that every stroke has been measured and has dimensions, making it clear at a glance.

After the human body structure diagram, Song Qingwan once again amazed Li Minghe.

Naturally, the content is well planned, “Very good, just go ahead and do it, if you have any difficulties, come to me.

When you open your business, I will act as a gimmick for you and give you a plaque. Have you thought of a name?"

"Just pick one and call it The Wizard of Oz." Speaking of gimmicks, Song Qingwan has already thought of it. In the future, let the Seven Saints take turns to set up the table and organize some small competitions with prizes. This will surely attract customers, right?

"it is good."

Li Minghe looked at each of Song Qingwan's drawings very carefully, and he added some comments and modifications to the deficiencies to make the details more reasonable.

Song Qingwan had long known that Li Minghe was very capable, but this was the first time he helped her directly, and their relationship was really becoming more and more natural.

"I got a piece of topaz today, and I think it's perfect for you. What shape do you like? I'll carve it for you myself to thank you for your care so many times."

Song Qingwan couldn't help but speak. She also wanted to repay him and give him the best.

At this point, Li Minghe couldn't suppress the smile on his face anymore, and even spoke in a slightly more relaxed tone, "As long as it's from you, it's fine."

Finally, there was some progress between them. As long as Song Qingwan bought into this, he could intensify his efforts to please her without worrying that she would not be moved. Finally, ha!

I just don't know if intimacy with added emotions will be sweeter? "Song Qingwan." Li Minghe suddenly called her seriously.

"Ah? What's wrong?" Song Qingwan was nervous. She only gave him a piece of jade. He didn't want her to marry him in return, right?
It is said that in ancient times, this was called private transmission? Last time I lost my hairband, Song Qingya gave me a lecture.

"Can I kiss you?" In broad daylight, the man asked in a very serious manner, as if this was a very sacred and formal matter.

Song Qingwan was stunned. How many times have they kissed? She couldn't even count them. Was there any need to ask about this? Shouldn't she just let it go?
Or~ Song Qingwan didn't know what she was thinking of, her eyes lit up, and she spat non-existent saliva towards her palms, looking like she was ready to make a big move.

"Come on, what flavor do you want? Sweet, savory, spicy, all are fine. I'm very powerful and can satisfy all your desires."

"That's true." Why did he ask her? Give her a chance to be funny. It's just that they used to be close to each other under abnormal circumstances. Now, let her do whatever she wants.

Li Minghe didn't dislike Song Qingwan at all. He wanted her whenever he wanted, in a domineering and passionate manner.

The sun was setting in the west, the evening breeze was blowing gently, and the orange-red afterglow stretched out the two closely pressed figures.

I don’t know when the sweet experience ended. When Song Qingwan woke up, she found that her body seemed to have become much stronger, as if she had been injected with internal energy. Even her wounds healed faster and were no longer as painful.

But she knew for sure that Li Minghe did not directly transfer his internal energy to her, and he should have gained something from it, otherwise he would not be so obsessed with it.

This is the latest secret that Song Qingwan discovered. When the two of them are intimate, it is good for her body. The same is true for Li Minghe. It seems to be some kind of mysterious attraction, and there is no scientific basis at all.

After separating from Li Kenhe, Song Qingwan and Xiuniang returned to the city before the city gates closed, and Xiuniang also shot several pheasants and rabbits, which seemed to indicate that the Song family could have another meal tonight. What Song Qingwan didn't know was that after she left, Li Minghe released pigeons, sent out many superstitions, and made many arrangements for her.

When Song Qingwan and her friend returned home, it was already dark. They must be the last group of people to enter the Song family.

"Come on, Dayu, let's have an extra meal tonight. Take these prey and deal with them." Xiuniang had only been with Song Qingwan for one day, but she suddenly became cheerful and lively, which surprised Situ Boliang and Xie Qingcheng.

What do they do all day? Is it more exciting than the two of them? Impossible?
Gao Yu quickly came out from the kitchen, picked up the prey and left. She was familiar with this job and didn't need help from others, but Hu Jin still followed her to help.

So, after Song Qingwan and Xiuniang simply washed up, the family sat together again to hold a meeting and talk about the day's progress and gains.

To her surprise, Luo Xingye was very efficient and had already redeemed the girl, who was someone Song Qingwan had met before.

"Miss, we meet again." The other party bowed to Song Qingwan, and her eyes were full of relief and smiles.

Isn’t this girl the enchanting and charming young lady who lingered over her by the Red Mansion when she disguised herself as a man to follow the man with the black mole?

"It turns out that Brother Luo's acquaintance is this young lady. What a fate." Actually, this girl helped her a lot that time. There was no trace of disgust in Song Qingwan's eyes. Just like when they first met, she was even amazed and appreciative.

"I am Hua Jing, and I am grateful to the young lady for not abandoning me. This is my indenture. Brother Luo said that the young lady wanted to make blue and white porcelain. If the young lady does not mind that my identity would tarnish the porcelain, I am willing to pick up the craft and lend a hand to the young lady."

Hua Qing never gave up and picked up the craft of making blue and white porcelain. The Hua family was soon vindicated, and she wanted to pass on the Hua family's craft.

"Welcome Sister Hua Qing to join our big family. You don't have to feel too pressured. We are all ordinary people with stories to tell. We don't care about those messy rules.

As long as we behave properly and have a clear conscience, we don’t need to care about the world’s opinions. My parents are also very open-minded people.”

Father Song paused while drinking tea. It was rare that his eldest daughter actually remembered to ask for her parents' opinions.

"Oh, yes, yes, my daughter is right. Don't be afraid, Miss Xiaohua. Everyone in this house is kind and easy to get along with. Just treat it as your own home and stay here with peace of mind."

Father Song followed Song Qingwan's words to comfort her. After all, she was a master who could make blue and white porcelain, so she was worthy of respect.

Of course, ordinary women cannot be bullied.

Hua Jing smiled. She had just arrived for a while and didn't know whether they were easy to get along with or not, but the Seven Slave Saints were not easy to deal with. However, after hearing what the Patriarch said, she completely relaxed and said, "Thank you, Patriarch."

She will repay him with actions in the future, and Hua Qing secretly kept the favor in her heart.

Seeing that the two parties were getting along well, Luo Xingye felt relieved, "Miss, the money is not all spent. It only cost three hundred taels to redeem you." Of course, this was the money he saved by using a little trick.

Otherwise, a brothel would not let go of a young, beautiful and talented woman without six or seven hundred taels.

Luo Xingye returned the remaining money to Song Qingwan.

"Well done." Song Qingwan took her hand and gave another word of encouragement.

Then everyone started discussing what they had gained today.

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