Nongmen noble girl silly husband

Chapter 92: One Victory (4)
"Then thank you all first." Xiaofengxian smiled coquettishly, blessed her body with all kinds of charms, and said: "I have a friend who bought a piece of cloth at a low price. The quality is very good, but because I was in a hurry I left Taiyang and couldn't find a buyer, so I put it with Nu... Everyone knows that Nu is the best at talking, but Nu can't use so much cloth by himself, so he had to pull such a big battle. I hope all the folks can help you more or less. I can assure you that this batch of cloth is definitely of high quality and cheap. After this is done, I will not forget your kindness. In the future, you will come to Fengxianlou , I will definitely treat you with great hospitality and persuade you to drink."

The words of these words are sincere, and the sentence "slave is the best talker" has also aroused many people secretly echoing. This little Fengxian girl is indeed a rare and wonderful person. Congliang, I don't know how many princes and princes are dreaming of her. Although she calls herself a slave, Wu Nong's soft words have touched the hearts of the people on the bank, and she can't wait to slap her friend who gave her a problem. .

"The matter of Miss Fengxian is our matter. Where is the batch of cloth you mentioned, I will buy a few for you."

"Since Miss Fengxian said it out of shame, it must be an urgent matter..."

"You brought three painting boats, could it be that the cloth is on the painting boat?" A wise man guessed it right, and Xiaofengxian cast a glance of admiration with a charming smile.

"This big brother is so smart. The girls are not on the boat, but they are boat maids. It's because the cloth is in the flower hall on the boat. If anyone wants to buy it, please ask your favorite boat lady to come over for you." ..."

When Xiao Fengxian saw that person, his face turned red, his heart itched unbearably, a touch of pride rose in his heart, which naturally attracted the envy of others.

At that moment, the girls giggled and laughed, like a breeze blowing waves, they rocked the boat forward, and called softly: "Which guest officer wants to go up?"

Everyone on the shore looked at each other in blank dismay, still a little uncomfortable with the girls in the brothel dressed like this, but after a while, a big tycoon jumped onto the boat and asked the oiran to drive the boat with a rough voice. Unable to bear it, he grabbed the oar and rowed the boat by himself, which made the oiran smile coquettishly.

With a leader, the others will not be so restrained. After all, this is the first time to do other business with a brothel girl, and it feels very novel.Dayan's folk customs are open, and there are women standing on the shore to watch. After a while, they call the boat lady to come forward and hold the boat to the painting boat. A woman like Xiaofengxian, even a seductive and sentimental woman, is very attractive. It's hard to be disgusted.

However, there were also a few women standing on the shore, staring angrily at the charming little Fengxian on the boat. Their husband-in-law was so attentive to such a woman, they naturally couldn't like it.

After all, brothel girls are women's generation, their arms are weak, and it's okay to play with flower guns, but how can they really know how to row a boat?After many people jumped into the boat, they helped them row to the painting boat instead. The girl's cheeks were pink due to excessive force, and she sat on the bow of the boat with her hands on her knees, admiring the lotus flowers on Chuyan Lake, smiling cleverly, without heavy makeup and beauty. The thin shirt and corset dress made people feel a strange feeling of pity.

Xiaofengxian stood in the painting boat and greeted the guests left and right. How could the guests really come to see the cloth?He paid more attention to the unparalleled beauty of Xiao Fengxian, so he chose the cloth at random, paid the money at the door, and chatted with Xiao Fengxian.

At the entrance of the painting boat, there was a small table. A thin young man was wearing gray cloth clothes, holding a pen in his hand, cheerfully writing down every piece of cloth that went out, and the money received. The obvious smile on the corner of her mouth made her cheeks The prickly dimples were deeply exposed, and there were two equally thin teenagers standing behind him, one was collecting money with a calm face, the other was looking around with gurgling eyes, and only when the other one bumped into him with an elbow, did he restrain himself a little. For a moment, count the money with your head down.

The Jin family mansion.

Jin Rui half-knocked his eyes, as if he didn't hear the report from shopkeeper Jin below. The moonlight outside the window shone in, cast a layer of silver light on his face, and cast shadows on his long eyelashes. After a long while, Jin Rui The shopkeeper swallowed, and couldn't help opening his mouth again.

"Master... this old slave is a little uneasy..."

"disturbed?"

"Yes, uneasy, today the little Fengxian girl in Fengxian Tower is obviously helping Miss Jiang Jiuyue, but how could they know each other? And I sent someone to buy a piece of cloth on the painting boat. The cloth seems to be the same as our warehouse. Those moldy cloths here are not a batch of goods..." At this point, he seemed to realize that his master who had been silent all this time actually responded, and hurriedly raised his head, only to find that Jin Rui was still asleep with his eyes closed.

"master?"

Jin Rui was silent for a while before saying: "You go down first."

"Yes."

The room was quiet again. On the soft couch made of jade, Jin Rui leaned there crookedly, with one hand resting on his head and the other casually hanging on his lap, lazily and comfortably. After a while, he slowly opened the door. Eye.

Little Impatiens?
Instructing the girls to take care of everything, Xiao Fengxian was so tired that she could hardly breathe.

Xiaofengxian's mother, who was also called Xiaofengxian, was the number one person in the teaching workshop with both sex and art skills. Later, she was heartbroken because of a man, and she passed away less than ten years after giving birth to Xiaofengxian.

As a young girl, since she took over her mother's Fengxian Building and took the stage name Xiaofengxian, she has inherited her mother's last wish, made a big display, and vowed not to be good for life. Taiyang is the first city in Yannan, rich and prosperous , and is located in the north-south traffic fortress, where knights of the rivers and lakes, literati, and merchants gather in the north. She is beautiful, has unique ideas, and is very easy to talk to. Her business has always been very good, but she has never been so tired like today Pass.

Sure enough, the mother's idea was right, Wu Nong Ruanyu just waited for the man to send the money in his pocket, why bother to learn how to do business?

"Mom, the hot water has already been carried up for you." The little girl bowed and said in a low voice. When she lowered her head, she saw Xiao Fengxian's proud career line, and she hurriedly lowered her head with a blushing face.

"Okay, I get it."

After moving her stiff shoulders, she went upstairs slowly.

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the beautiful back in the distance, thinking that she was really uncomfortable when she called "Mom", she was so young and beautiful, and she was only a few years older than herself... Well, every time I see She would be incoherent with embarrassment, how could there be such a beautiful woman?what!She missed one thing -

Xiao Fengxian walked around the air corridor, entered the room, and after closing the door, leaned against the door and let out several breaths.

The gauze beds in the house are all bright red, she likes red, it looks like a flame is jumping, and the charming and bright colors can make her burn her life to the fullest, this is what her mother told her, and her mother also said that Chao Qin Mu Chu is always better than Qin Muchu. For a man, her heart is as strong as death. She has always worshiped her mother and respected her mother's words as if they were sacred decrees, but there are always some accidents that cannot be controlled...

(End of this chapter)