Manchu Wenwu fell in love with me

Chapter 65 Preliminary Plan
When the old mammy walked away, Yan Jing smiled softly.

Yan Hui coughed, "Let's eat!"

Yan Jing picked up the chopsticks with a smile, "Sister Ruoruo, I just like your personality..."

Modern people have thick skins.

I taught Zhang Bi to hold chopsticks, and his body can do it subconsciously. The posture of holding chopsticks is very beautiful, but it is not useful, and he can't pick up things several times.

I also asked for a spoon for him to use, but the ancient spoons were all made of wood with thick and round edges, good for drinking some soup, but not for cooking.

So after working hard for a long time, I still have to feed him. I don't know what Zhang Bi eats, but as long as I feed him, he will eat it.This is quite obedient, I don't know if he was like this when he was a child, if he is obedient and doesn't cause trouble, then he must be loved very much.

After Yan Hui and Yan Jing finished their meal, I fed Zhang Bi and said, "Take me to see how many yards you bought tomorrow!"

Before Yan Hui could speak, Yan Jing suddenly recovered, "Is there anything you can do?"

I nodded, "I have a solution. You can earn money with those yards of yours."

Yan Hui raised his head and asked suspiciously, "Can you?"

"I'm confident." I smiled at him, "Just wait for the cashier!"

I turned around and Zhang Bi smiled at me again.

I've never felt so connected to a single person.

Zhang Bi's eyes make me feel that I am his world, at least for now.

I picked up a wooden spoon and was going to go back and remodel it and teach this kid to eat with a spoon.

At night I carve wooden spoons under the lamp,
The girl doesn't know what's going on, is Sapphire okay?Thinking about it, the engraving of the spoon is extremely ugly.

Playing with it casually, I was about to throw this defective product away. Looking back, Zhang Bi was rubbing his eyes while waiting for me. I walked over and hit him on the head with the back of a spoon.

He stretched out his hand to touch my head, and also pinched the spoon in my hand, holding it tightly. I snatched it several times but couldn't take it away. As soon as I let go, he hid the spoon and his hand behind him, staring at me with black eyes. I.

I was afraid that I would grab the spoon in his hand.

I wanted to take it away because the spoon was too ugly, and it would be too embarrassing for others to see it. I didn't expect Zhang Bi to use it as a toy.

Forget it, he had had enough fun, so he just threw it away, thinking about it, blowing the lamp and going to bed.

As soon as I closed my eyes, a hand reached out and took my hand.

This guy has another problem, he can only sleep by holding my hand.

Early the next morning, I followed Yan Hui to see all the yards he bought, and they were indeed in the most remote places. The houses in this kind of places should be very cheap when I bought them, so I found out by asking around. It took a lot of money to buy these yards back. I don't know if I was cheated by some profiteer.

Being tricked into buying a yard and then exchanged for fake bank notes, Yan Hui seemed to be quite unlucky on the surface, but there is no such thing as luck in this world.

That profiteer dared to build a house in this kind of place, as if he was sure that Yan Hui would buy it. This kind of bold business seems to have a purpose.

I thought of Yan Hui's brothers and suddenly laughed.

Yan Hui looked at me worriedly, "These yards are too remote..."

I said: "It's okay, it's better to be remote!"

Yan Hui looked at me with wide eyes, unable to understand, "Why is it better to be remote...?"

I smiled and continued to look at the yard.

The design of the yard is really good, it was specially designed to please Yan Hui, a nerd, and later Yan Hui spent money to renovate it a few times, making the yard even more elegant.

There is a swing hidden in the courtyard. I walked over, sat on it, and swayed back and forth. When I looked up, I could see a gazebo a little farther away. I suddenly said, "Yan Hui, don't you know how to draw? Draw for me." How about one?"

Yan Hui looked at me: "Here? Now?"

I smiled and nodded.

Yan Hui looked at me for a while, and really couldn't figure out why I wanted him to paint again. Seeing that I was bound to win, he could only say: "Okay, I will try."

Yan Jing ran over to Zhang Luo.

After a while, the boy brought a table and laid out paper and pens.

Yan Hui thought about it and was about to get a pen, when I suddenly said, "The picture should be as blurred as possible, not too real."

Yan Hui, who got the pen, seemed to be a different person suddenly, his back was no longer bent, and he became taller. Hearing my words, he looked at me with raised eyebrows, thought about it, and started to write.

Flicking the sleeves of his robe, he is really a good young man, Yan Hui is indeed not suitable for business, he should do what he likes.

Yan Hui gradually stopped looking up at me. I thought the painting was about the same, so I got off the swing and leaned over to look at it.

There are various unknown small flowers blooming in the grass. The girl on the swing, with her lips curled up slightly and her big eyes rolling, suddenly revealed a mischievous demeanor, adding a bit of mystery to the unmanicured yard.

I held my breath, for fear of disturbing Yan Hui's painting, until he put down the pen, I looked at him and said, "It's really a good painting."

Yan Hui smiled confidently, and he became more temperamental.

When this painting is dry, I will have my props.I said: "Wait a minute and you go back directly, and I will walk around the street by myself."

Yan Hui couldn't help but asked again: "What are you going to do!"

"Help you make money." I raised my foot to look at the pavilion in the distance, then turned my head and said loudly: "Tomorrow, I will call a craftsman to renovate this pavilion a little bit."

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