Heir to the Celestial Master

Chapter 12 She is short of money, she is not short of money

The window is right next to the river in Yunxiang. The river is very clear, and the rippling water reflects the coolness of autumn. Lan Weiwei also likes the environment of Lanhuahua Inn the most.

All the furniture in the room were purchased by Lan from the antiques market, and all of them were authenticated by friends as authentic. The earliest porcelain vases from the Ming Dynasty were taken into the bedroom by her.

In the other four rooms, the ornaments placed there are also antiques from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. After Lan Weiwei explained a few words and handled them with care, she exited the room.

On the way back, the little one was named Wei Young by Lan Weiwei.Lan Weiwei tried to send him to the place where he should go back, but tried many times but failed.

Wuming looked up to the sky, and Lan Weiwei began to do all kinds of hexagram calculations again, vaguely calculating that there was still a long time before Wei Young disappeared and left, she did not have Lan's accurate divination skills, so she could only calculate the approximate time.

Seeing the pitiful appearance under her feet all the time, Lan Weiwei put it back in the Xiangxiang with a soft heart.

Shen Mingquan and Yin Jiani checked in upstairs, and Lan Weiwei lay down on the counter boredly, watching the casual pedestrians walking back and forth outside.

There is a small shop, the more people look at the path in front of it, the more people are piled up.In one morning, the attic was surrounded by water, Lan Weiwei was speechless.

The street of Yunxiang is the most unknown alleyway closest to the alley, and there is very little traffic. When did so many people come here.Yun Lane is an antique street, people who know how to do it will come here especially, and of course there will be people who will come to the Lanhuahua Inn. Will Lan Weiwei belittle herself, obviously not.

Lan Weiwei tried to push through a small circle of people, but was obviously unsuccessful, so she retreated back with a pout, and leaned against an attic pillar.

A half-length ghost hangs from above, with its head hooked downwards, its waist is empty, and its tongue almost hangs down Lan Weiwei's face.Lan Weiwei impatiently pulled the long tongue that was about to stick out of her nose aside, and wanted to tiptoe to see what she was up to.

"Wei Wei~~ Are you looking at the handsome guy in that store~~~ Hey, he looks so handsome!!!" The half-body ghost curled his tongue around his legless waist, twisting and turning in the air, Lan Weiwei was surprised.

The half-length ghost is a ghost that did not disappear after being hit by a nearby expressway. It has been more than ten years since Lan Weiwei's memory. But Lan Weiwei has been seeing big things since she was a child, so she is not afraid.

"Hmph, they're all looking at handsome guys, it's boring." Lan Weiwei groaned, and went back to the shop. It was a magician's barber shop, and there were so many people watching.

Shaking her hands in boredom, she went back to Lan Huahua, Lan Weiwei looked at the empty hall, and sighed, would she let Wei Young act like a big boulder in the chest to attract guests, considering Wei Young's small body, forget it.

The two upstairs hadn't rested for an hour, and Shen Mingquan calmly came down the stairs.Shen Mingquan walked the old-fashioned stairs very slowly, creaking and creaking, following a certain rhythm, the smile on his lips began to slowly unfold, showing a charming smile to Lan Weiwei.

Lan Weiwei has always thought that a person like Shen Mingquan, perhaps a rare Shinshi, has a lovely and charming girlfriend, and his every move reveals a sense of elegance.

But an hour later, the current Shen Mingquan showed another expression with unknown meaning, and Lan Weiwei looked at him in a thoughtful manner.

The curtain by the window was gently raised, and the emerald green beads made a crisp sound, Lan Weiwei looked at the girls who came in at the door, they didn't come to stay at the inn.The counter behind Lan Weiwei also sells some common snacks and drinks. A few girls bought a few bottles of water and went outside chattering.After all, the momentary hustle and bustle couldn't resist the prosperity of the entire ancient town. After watching the bustle of the magician's barber shop for a while, they left in twos and threes.

The flow of people in front of the door gradually dispersed, Lan Weiwei squinted her eyes, looked at someone standing at the door silently sweeping the floor, secretly thought that the law of heaven was unfair, and the world was unpredictable, so she bit her silver tooth and swallowed it.

The smile on the lips couldn't help but it was Han Qian. Lan Weiwei was in Zhao's old house and heard another man in short clothes call his name. Lan Weiwei was surprised that she remembered it so clearly. She should I remembered, maybe because he was so outstanding, Lan Weiwei made excuses for himself.

Lan Weiwei's mood was interrupted by a cough, and she felt a little unhappy. She couldn't tell if it was because she was unhappy with Han Qian, or because she didn't like Shen Mingquan.

Lan Weiwei seldom hates a person, but Shen Mingquan gives Lan Weiwei the feeling that she can't see through it. It can't be called hating, but it can't be called liking.

Lan Weiwei is 20 years old this year. She thinks that in the future, she will definitely have to deal with all kinds of people, wolves, tigers, friends, good people, good people, bad people, black-hearted bad people, and all kinds of people. These are what Lan said. .Lan Weiwei thought about the indifferent expression on Lan's face and said, they are all guests, as long as they take the money to eliminate the disaster, they will also kill their lives if they take the money. Although they have belittled themselves, it is the least criticized place. For some things, maybe they think that taking money is peace of mind.

Therefore, she must not put on airs if she wants to meet people of all kinds.

Lan Weiwei walked up to Shen Ming and sat down, making a pot of water.Since Shen Mingquan had been waiting for her for more than an hour, he definitely couldn't be looking at the scenery.Since Lan Weiwei was sitting in front of him, she quietly waited for his next words.

"Miss Lan, are you interested in negotiating a business with me?" Shen Mingquan's suit pants were straight, even if he was sitting on the sofa, he kept every fold of his clothes just right, which complemented the smile on his face.Lan Weiwei wanted to laugh, how could there be such a person in the world who disguised himself as a mask, and it was a human mask, the kind that couldn't be torn off after sticking on his face.

"Mr. Shen, I would like to hear more about it." Shen Mingquan looked at her strangely, with a strange purpose of finding out.Lan Weiwei doesn't care, since she has become the owner of the Blue Flower Inn, Lan Weiwei is not surprised by this kind of gaze.

Shen Mingquan had a pair of amber eyes. When he closed his eyes slightly, the eyes were cloudy, as if he was hiding something.Lan Weiwei took a sip of crude tea, she didn't care whether the tea was delicious or fragrant, as long as the water in the teacup was refreshing, she must take the lead in the following conversation.

Lowering her eyes, Lan Weiwei looked at her own reflection in the yellow tea soup, indifferent and desolate, and gave herself a perfect score again, perfect.

"Miss Lan, are you interested? Go to Mount Li to help find the way."

Shen Mingquan sat on the sofa and didn't drink the tea that Lan Weiwei poured, perhaps because he thought the inferior tea was not good.Lan Weiwei pursed her lips, the tea is eight yuan a tael, buy one get one free, but it can't be wasted, seeing that Shen Mingquan didn't drink it, Lan Weiwei didn't persuade him either.

After drinking a glass of water, Lan Weiwei played with the teacup: "Mr. Shen, I won't take orders from unknown people, and I just came back from the suburbs recently, so I don't have time."

Lan Weiwei refused very simply. In front of someone who doesn't know him well, everyone's conditions are worthy of scrutiny, but Lan Weiwei doesn't bother to think, she is short of money, she is not short of money, there is no need to risk her life for business Lost is not.

(End of this chapter)