Heaven-defying Shuangjue arrogant concubine

Chapter 927

Suzaku randomly took out a set of plum blossom series of curtains, bed curtains, bed sheets, quilts, tablecloths and other daily necessities of the same color series.

After arranging them one by one, Mo Xintong took out many strange things from the space ring that he went shopping on the street in the afternoon and decorated them in the room. In an instant, the whole room became light and elegant.

"It's done."

Mo Xintong stood in the room with her hips akimbo, and looked around, very satisfied, this is the result of her and Xiaosan.

Mo Xintong also took out a very delicate signboard from the interspatial ring, and wrote three words "Plum Blossom Room" on it with a brush.

"Among the Plum Blossoms, it sounds good." Suzaku couldn't help praising it.

"Little San, nail it above the door, and then we will continue." Mo Xintong walked to the next room as he said.

"Yes." Suzaku looked at the room with a sense of accomplishment.

The second room is dominated by green bamboo, named "Water Bamboo Room".

The third room is dominated by white clouds, so it is named "White Cloud Room".

fourth room...

By analogy, each room, each style, and each name are different, and each has an elegant or domineering name set for the interior.

More than a dozen people worked in an assembly line, and by noon, almost all of them had been done.

There are twelve private rooms on the second floor, eight on the first floor, a total of twenty rooms, the extra space on the first floor, Mo Xintong turned it into a leisure area.

A few tables, a dozen chairs, anyone who comes to stay can rest here for a while, lean on friends outside, and generally communicate with each other.

Everything is done, now just wait for the old man's door plaque.

It's already noon, why hasn't the door plaque ordered by the old man been delivered yet?
"Xiaolonglong, why don't you come back to see the old man?"

"Yes." Qinglong walked to the street. When he came back from the street this morning, he saw the old man entering a carpenter's shop. He must be there at this time.

"Old man alone." Sure enough, as he expected, old man alone was walking up and down in the shop with an anxious expression on his face.

"Master Long, I..." The old man seemed hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" Qinglong raised his eyebrows.

"The shopkeeper of this store just went out on urgent matters, and he hasn't come back yet." If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let him go out first.

"Where's the door plaque?"

"The door plaque has been finished, but there is no inscription yet."

The old man looked distressed, that is to say, the door plaque was only half finished.

"Inscription?!" After Qinglong thought for a while, he sent a message to his master.

After Qinglong received the reply, he went forward and picked up the door plaque, "Let's go, Miss Mo told us to go back, and wait for the door plaque to open."

"But... this..." The old man was at a loss, he didn't even have a question yet, how could he hang up later?

At this time, Qinglong was already carrying the door plaque that had not yet been inscribed, and walked towards the new store.well!The old man alone sighed, but he could only follow closely behind.

Back in the shop, Qinglong placed the blank door plaque in front of the owner.

"Put it on the table." Mo Xintong walked over with the Jinsha ink that had been mixed just now.

"Stand aside, all of you." Just three words, it's not difficult for her.

Mo Xintong found a place to write, and with a flick of the pen, he was flamboyant, vigorous, domineering and heroic.

"Yun, I didn't expect Miss Mo to sweep away thousands of troops with one stroke, like clouds and flowing water, and her pen is like wind."

The monologue was admiring from the side, looking at the characters written on the door plaque, the pen was full of ink, iron and silver hooks, it didn't look like it was written by a woman at all.

(End of this chapter)