Tuning the early Tang Dynasty

The old shopkeeper stared at me, a seven-foot-tall, muscular, vicious young master with a dark face.

"It's all right, everyone. I'm just discussing trivial matters with this young master, mistress, why don't you greet the guests?" The old guy saluted me respectfully after smoothing over the customers: "Brother misunderstood being old."

"Really?" Holding the blueprint that the old guy handed in, he squinted at the old guy who didn't show any fear at all. Could it be the shop opened by that stinky girl Li Shu?

"Hehehe, don't be too tight, my lord. Come and sit down first, and wait for the old man to talk to you about Liu Wu in detail. Why don't you serve good tea to this lord! My lord?"

"Okay please." I also want to see what tricks this old man can pull off. Is it true that an upright gentleman who dares to deal with evil and insidious princesses and princes is afraid of being a jewelry store owner?

The new tea was different. The shopkeeper waited for me to take a sip and said, "Have you asked your name?" It seems that this old guy wants to test whether our backstage is solid or not.

Picking up the corners of his eyes: "Mian Fangfang's legacy of your surname."

"Ah?!" The old shopkeeper opened his mouth, raised the orchid and pointed at me, his eyes and expression were shocked: "You are Fang Xiangye's second son Fang's last love?"

"Could it be possible to impersonate?" You bared your teeth at the old guy, what do you mean?

"Don't dare to dare, disrespect and disrespect, it turns out to be the second son of Fang Xiang. I have heard of the son's name for a long time, and recently it has become a thunderbolt." Who is the old shopkeeper?Am I that famous?It's still like thunder, and there seem to be many gossip elites in Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty.

"Actually, what the old man means is" the old guy smiled obscenely, and approached mysteriously, winking

"You mean" pointing to the shopkeeper with a sincere face, and then pointing to himself: "Send me?" I don't believe it, there is such a good thing in the world?

"Of course, the young master didn't finish listening to the old man just now. Hehe, the old man's original intention is that if this item is sold to my shop, the old man will make these ornaments for you for free. I hope that Mr. Fang can agree to this small request of the old man." The shopkeeper said. Pointing at the blueprint in my hand, swallowing?

"Free?" I almost jumped up. I thought that these jewelry would cost a lot of money even if they were made of silver, but now, I have met such a confidant who understands my design philosophy, and I was so moved that I almost burst into tears. Eyes full.

"Although the free shop is not big, in Chang'an, it can be regarded as a well-known name in this shop. What the old man said can still be counted." The shopkeeper nodded quickly, still staring at my treasure map.

"Oh, I told you earlier, hahaha, no wonder when I walked in the door, I felt that uncle, you are kind, humble and polite, which must be the fate." Saved a lot of money, this is, it's great, I don't have to become poor.

Can we stop doing things for nothing?As a gentleman, I straightened my gown and solemnly handed the treasure map into his hands. I grasped the old man's hand and shook it up and down, as if meeting victoriously on Jinggang Mountain. In short, I was very excited: "Okay!" , good shopkeeper, has vision, has a future, hahaha, please put me in the same way as above, and give me a golden longevity lock, at least there must be a staring stare at me Why? Well, a silver longevity lock must be at least seven or eighty-two heavy. It’s too light to hang around your neck, so don’t worry about it. Two good jade ornaments, the kind used by men, don’t take the ones on your waist. I am the second young master of the dignified prime minister's mansion, and I have a very high level of appreciation for jade quality hahahaha"

The shopkeeper didn't quite understand my excessive enthusiasm and the new-style handshake ceremony, but he just held on to the treasure map I handed him and refused to let it go.His expression is very strange, his face is a little distorted, he seems to be crying, and he seems to be laughing, he seems to be in pain and happiness, very good

After finishing the important matter, I was in a good mood and said goodbye to the mourning shopkeeper with my fists cupped. I stepped on my BMW and headed towards Yunwen Pavilion in a leisurely manner.

With question marks all over my forehead, I finally stood still at the door of Yunwen Pavilion, and saw the fat shopkeeper raised his eyes and saw me. "Hey, why is Mr. Fang coming to the shop today when you are free? Why are you standing outside the house? Please come in and warm up quickly, Xiao Er, first bring a pot of hot tea for Mr. Fang!" Looking at me with her small eyes that were almost slit together welcome.Very good at doing business, lo and behold, we haven't entered the door yet, what we enjoy is the vp VIP treatment, and the general manager of the big hotel personally receives it.

Cough twice: "Don't be busy with that, someone said to wait for me at your place? Is it my brother Li?"

"Master Li didn't come today!" The fat shopkeeper's expression was inexplicable.Damn, I fell into the trick of that little eighth woman, and I was about to leave in a huff when I heard a loud shout: "But Mr. Fang Yi, Mr. Fang, has arrived."

Raising the corners of his eyes, who would dare to call out my young master's name without opening his eyes.Hey, isn't this the cheeky face who almost stripped Lao Tzu into a white chicken last time? [

The bearded guard walked down the stairs like a pile driver, and the sound of uncle feet shook everyone in the room. "I've met Mr. Fang." The bearded guard is dressed as a guard of an official's family today. It seems that the person I'm dating has a clear identity. It's not a woman, it's that terrible Uncle Li

"Oh oh" saluted this enemy indiscriminately.This time, Zhao Kun didn't ask me to take off my clothes with a knife, but bowed his hands in salute, with an ugly grin on his face, a row of white teeth looming between the black beards: "Mr. The banquet is waiting for you, my lord, please."