Lu Xingyue asked, "Are you leaving?"
Qin Wangshu nodded, "I'm leaving. I seemed a little regretful when I left. Didn't you really have an affair?"
"Who else went in just now?" Lu Xingyue asked without answering.
"There's also Fang Si, that idiot who is obsessed with eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. He went in earlier than your wife and seemed to have been making a fuss inside for a while." Qin Wangshu curled his lips disdainfully.
"Are you going down to see your wife?" Qin Wangshu changed his face very quickly, and now he was smiling again.
Lu Xingyue was silent for a while and shook his head.
"Don't forget what I just told you."
Qin Wangshu tapped his chin with the tip of his fan, "I'm not telling you that you haven't found any clues about this matter after so many years. Either you are really shameful, or the water behind this matter is much murkier than you imagined. , do you have to get to the bottom of it?"
His eyes darkened slightly and his tone became more serious, "Xingyue, you and I are brothers. Don't think I talk too much. I think there's nothing wrong with you being like this now. Why should you be brooding about the past?"
"If a person has no roots, how is he different from a duckweed?" Lu Xingyue said quietly: "If I had known earlier..."
I knew something earlier, but I never said it out loud.
His face turned gloomy for a moment, then quickly returned to indifference, silently staring at the long street with people coming and going.
Qin Wangshu sighed: "Okay, I can't do anything with you. I will continue to investigate. If there are any clues, I will inform you as soon as possible."
"Thank you." Lu Xingyue turned around and bowed to him.
Qin Wangshu quickly dodged and said, "Don't shorten my life. If you have such a heart, you might as well give me more money."
Just when Lu Xingyue was about to agree, Zhou Quan's words suddenly rang in his ears: "Master, after seeing the warehouse, Madam thinks you are poor."
When he swallowed the words that were on his lips, he turned his face away and said, "It will be as much as it should be."
Qin Wangshu: "???"
"Why are you so stingy?"
"Yeah." Lu Xingyue responded calmly.
Qin Wangshu: "..."
Before he could choke up his words, Lu Xingyue suddenly turned back and stared at the door of the jewelry shop.
Qin Wangshu narrowed his eyes and stretched his neck furtively.
A group of people walked out of the jewelry shop. After Shen Lansui spoke to the shopkeeper, he turned around and put down the white gauze, and his bright face flashed past.
The two maids raised the curtain of the carriage, and she leaned in.
The shopkeeper stood at the door and rubbed his hands excitedly. He refused to go back even after the carriage had gone far, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
"Tsk, why are you so happy after encountering a happy event?" Qin Wangshu folded his fan and waved lightly, "But one thing I can say is that Ling Zheng is much prettier than the previous one."
When it came to the late Madam, Lu Xingyue's expression was very subtle. He watched the carriage disappear at the corner of the street and looked away, "I'm back home, and the money will be delivered by someone."
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Shen Lansui sat on the carriage, digesting the news from the shopkeeper.
Ever since Fang Yongnian and Shen Xiyun got married, he would start a fight every once in a while after drinking. At first, he was restrained and just asked for money, but then he started to talk loudly.
The money he asked for was not given to Shen Xiyun, but was given to some prostitute to spend the day and night.
This is what she doesn't understand. Although the uncle's house is now in decline, there is still Shen Xiuzhi, who is still far from being completely depressed. Shen Xiyun is Xu Pingyan's legitimate daughter, how could she marry such a dandy?
Didn't the eldest lady check it before getting married?
Shen Sanqing knows how to sell his daughter. The eldest lady is not that good-tempered. Why would she push her daughter into the fire pit?
Puzzled, Shen Lansui simply put it aside and thought about it. She had just discussed the future development of the shop with the shopkeeper, and gave him a simple plan and a few of her drawings, asking him to Ask a craftsman to print it out and test the water. If the effect is good, she will continue painting.
The shopkeeper is also a smart person who understands everything and is very supportive of her. The two of them hit it off immediately, which is why Shen Lansui came out so quickly.
As the carriage swayed toward West Street, Shen Lansui opened the curtain and looked outside, feeling vaguely like he was being spied on.
She frowned, turned her head and looked back, but didn't see anything, "Is it an illusion?"
"What's wrong, ma'am?" the coachman asked after hearing the movement.
Shen Lansui felt it again and shook his head: "It's okay. There are many people here. Slow down and don't bump into people."
"yes."
After that, Shen Lansui looked outside several times, but she didn't notice the line of sight again. She was sure it was her illusion and didn't take it to heart.
The one on West Street is a dim sum shop that sells some fashionable dim sum. The business is not as good as other shops, but it is not bad, and the revenue is considerable. Shen Lansui really doesn't know much about food. She is living in the apocalypse. It is a food desert. It is difficult to survive even if you can eat even one bite. Food is even more wishful thinking.
She went around the store, made some suggestions, and bought two packs of snacks for Guanchun to take to the carriage.
"Madam, shall we go back home?"
Guanchun got off the carriage and clapped his hands.
Shen Lansui shook his head hesitantly, "Let's see again."
"Madam, is there anything else you want to buy?" Shang Xia asked as she followed behind her.
Indeed, there was, but it was not convenient to say what she wanted to buy.
Shen Lansui asked the coachman to drive the carriage to a place out of the way, and walked along West Street. When he was about to reach the end, he suddenly heard a dispute.
"Why are you so stubborn? This shop is remote and shabby. How can anyone come here? You might as well sell it to me as soon as possible and use the money to find someone to marry."
"That's right, our young master is willing to buy this shop just to show your face. Don't be ungrateful! Go and ask around. Is there anyone willing to spend fifty taels to buy this shabby medicine hall of yours?"
Shen Lansui paused, followed the sound, and saw several people gathered in front of a shop on the corner of the street. The girl in the middle was very tall, not inferior to those men. She was dressed in plain clothes, and she stood out from the crowd.
"Fifty taels? You have the nerve to open your mouth! Not to mention that this shop is inherited from my ancestors and I won't sell it until I die. Even if I want to sell it, I will never sell it at such a low price! You have given up on this idea."
The girl opened her mouth and her voice was crisp and clear.
Shen Lan's thoughts turned to the medicine hall?
Isn't this a pillow for you when you feel sleepy?
"Hey - selling at a low price? You are the lion talking loudly! No one comes all day long, let's see how long you can last. When the time comes, not just fifty taels, but ten taels, we all have to weigh it!"
Master Li rolled up his sleeves and spat disdainfully.
The girl clenched her hand tightly, hesitating whether to punch him.
"Excuse me--"
A soft and melodious voice suddenly broke in, and everyone couldn't help but look over.
Shen Lansui didn't even look at the men. He faced the girl in plain clothes and asked, "Do you want to sell the shop? I'll pay three hundred taels."
The girl was startled, then looked at Master Li, and sure enough, she saw that his face looked as ugly as eating shit.
She couldn't help but smile, "Young lady is very generous, but I'm sorry, the medicine hall is passed down from my family and I can't sell it."
"That's it..." Shen Lansui felt a little regretful, but soon laughed again, "It doesn't matter, if we don't want to sell it, we can also talk about other business."
