The sturdy little lady falling from the sky

Chapter 322 Chapter 327: Left Shopkeeper (Third Watch)
"Your things are really weird." Cuiniang examined them carefully one by one, and Yun Yanran explained them to Cuiniang one by one.

"Your dressing table is really good. With such small grids, it is very convenient to put some small things. I will make one when I go back."

"Hey, that's an honor, this thing can enter your eyes."

"Well, all your things are in my eyes. It seems that I will buy a house sometime. Then, you can just make a set of household items and give them to me. I'm not picky."

Yun Yanran rolled her eyes indecently, "You really know how to calculate, well, let's go out, I'll find you a table to eat, and Uncle Zuo will come later, you can sit at the same table with him."

"Uncle Zuo? Who is it?" Cui Niang asked, frowning slightly.

"Oh, it's the left shopkeeper of Penglai Restaurant, you should know him." Yun Yanran explained.

"Well," Cui Niang nodded, "It's not acquaintance, I've heard of it, let's go, for me alone, I'm sorry to delay your master's family for too long."

"You're a good boy even if you get a bargain!" Yun Yanran gave Cuiniang another look.

"Of course you have to be a good boy, otherwise, wouldn't you be disgusted by others?!" Cuiniang smiled and put her arms around Yun Yanran, and the two left the room. Yun Yanran locked the door and led Cuiniang to the front yard .

In the front yard, the first wave is finished, and the second wave is almost over. It looks like there will be another wave, and the villagers have almost eaten.

The Cheng family still didn't show up, Yun Yanran couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and hoped they wouldn't show up in the end.

At this time, the shopkeeper left brought the fourth son.

"Xiaoran girl." The shopkeeper on the left saw Yun Yanran as soon as he entered the door, and called out cordially.

"Uncle Zuo, you're finally here. I was talking about you, so you're here."

Yun Yanran stepped forward with a smile.

"Uncle Zuo, let me introduce you, this is Cuiniang from Cuihua Cloth Shop, Cuiniang, this is the left shopkeeper of Penglai Restaurant."

The two of them tacitly agreed, and Wei Wei bowed their hands to say hello.

Yun Yanran didn't notice the strange atmosphere between the two, so she hurriedly called Cheng Daye and greeted them together.

The villagers were eye-opening. After a while, two carriages arrived, and everyone was shocked. Before they knew it, Cheng Daye had distanced himself from the people in the village.

"Look, Daye is so powerful, people come from the town in a carriage." Villager A said enviously.

"Yes, I just heard that the man is the owner of the restaurant and the woman is the proprietress of the cloth workshop, tsk tsk." Villager B felt a little sour.

"Hmph, how powerful it is, no matter how powerful it is, it doesn't mean that it doesn't have half an acre of land." Villager C snorted twice and muttered.

Villager A rolled his eyes at Villager C, "You are stupid, he can build the house so well, how little money is there to buy the land?"

"Yes, yes!" Villager B agreed.

"What's the use of having any more money? Look at the Cheng family's two households. They didn't dare to come here for a drink today. I heard that the last time I came to help, Daye's young daughter-in-law who hadn't been married was driven back by Na Dao," the villager Ding whispered. Said.

"And this, how come I don't know?"

"Shh, I also heard from Cheng's family. Don't say I said it. The food is here. Let's eat."

The dinner table returned to calm, and the two big guys grabbed were wonderful and full of enthusiasm.

But Yun Yanran doesn't care about these things, and she doesn't want to. She doesn't want to eat the food left by these people. After they finish eating, or take them away quietly, that's exactly what she wants.

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(End of this chapter)