Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid: Bodhi Casts a Mirror Heart

Chapter 153: Desire to Drunk and Flow (7)
He was wondering if he should ask someone to serve some pickles from Nianyifang, but Feibai took the initiative to mention, "I heard that the business of the newly opened Nianyi soy sauce garden opened by the Queen and Ah Yun is very good, why don't you let me try it too?"

I asked someone to serve some top-quality eight-treasure vegetables and crispy choy sum, made rice with Longjing tea, and handed them over as elegantly as possible.

Feibai was a little surprised, the frost between his eyebrows began to thaw, and he gradually ate with relish, and soon finished a bowl of Longjing rice, and sighed: "It's really delicious. When I was a child practicing martial arts in the dark palace, Mrs. Yaoji also gave me When I ate these pickles, I just thought they were delicious, but I never thought of linking them with the way of making money."

I didn't ask him how he knew about my joint venture with Ah Yun.Anyway, they could always find out more news in Yuan's territory.I'm worried that he came to share with me?Although the late emperor said before that it would be divided [-]-[-], this is considered to belong to the Sima family, but the Sima family is also considered to belong to the original family. How can this be divided with me?
Anyway, I didn't know how to eat this meal, and I laughed very embarrassingly.Soon, Weiwei and the others withdrew their seats.

We chatted lightly for a while, avoiding the topic of pickles as much as possible.I looked at Xiao Shangao's memorial, then looked at Fei Bai who was having a drink, and wondered why he didn't date the memorial today?

Just as he was about to mention the pile of memorials that looked particularly cute, Fei Bai suddenly sighed and said with a sigh: "Ah Yun is the same as Hibiscus in one thing. When he was young, he knew how to accumulate more. The New Year's money when he was a child, the late emperor's annual rewards and so on. , he asked me to help him take it outside the garden and exchange it for gold."

Hey, I really can't tell, this Sima Yun is quite good at saving money.In modern times, he is still an affordable man, and there really is his dowry in it!

I kept thinking stupidly.It's really good that people donated their dowry to help me rebuild Fujun Street. I was really impulsive today.

In the other room, Feibai smiled faintly, "Mu Jin and Ah Yun are more and more like a family."

I turned the corner slowly.He was obviously smiling, but the smile in his eyes was slightly condensed into frost flakes.

The situation is not good, the Persian cat is jealous!

Don't you think it's strange, this kid is so busy that he doesn't even have time to go to the toilet, even the married life is extinct, but he still has time to be jealous? !
I was about to speak, but with a sneer, he stood up gracefully, openly occupied my desk, opened the first memorial, and ignored me.

But I had no choice but to walk slowly to Concubine Xiang's couch, and read the account book seriously on the coffee table.

The house is very quiet, and occasionally weavers and frogs chirp from outside the window.

It's really like what I heard when Feibai and I took a walk at night when we were controlling the water in Yibin the year before last. Unfortunately, the situation at that time was much more romantic and warm than this one.

Now I just feel a little strangely lonely and weird.I sneaked a peek, and the person on the opposite side also put down the memorial, folded his hands gracefully, and said to me indifferently: "Mujin seems to be getting along very well with Ah Yun, what do you want to ask me?"

Come, come, obviously I don't want to say anything, but actually you want to say it.

"This plum soup is delicious. I heard that the imperial dining room stayed up all night." I picked it up and took a sip, then said casually.In fact, I think this sour plum soup is far worse than Yaoji's sour plum soup.

Suddenly remembered that the last time I went underground to see Yuan Fengding, there was also a cup of sour plum soup on his table.

(End of this chapter)