I, a Central Plains person, are a country of etiquette. After talking about business, I naturally have to invite guests to dinner. Wang Busui pretended to refuse and then reluctantly stayed. Wang Busui was looking forward to this meal. He had eaten all the delicacies in the world. It's just the Duke's dishes, and this is the first time Wang Busheng has a chance.
Qian Daduo said hello, and soon a medical staff came in wearing a slim-fitting cotton jacket. The lower body is wearing a hip-covering miniskirt. The most important thing is that it is such a cold day, and the thighs are bare. It can be seen that any profession is not easy. After all, the quality of patients is different. While taking good care of the patient's body, you must also comfort the patient. The body and mind feel great, and it may also bring you a new way out.
Wang Busheng just took one look and then looked away. Although he was very hot, his appearance was far different from that of his wives. He lived a life of big fish and meat all day long, and suddenly one day there were trees on the table. A weed is naturally tasteless. It’s similar to a meat-eating monk switching to a vegetarian diet.
"Go, prepare some side dishes, I want to serve the guests," Qian Duoduo ordered.
There are really not many people in the world who can be the guest of the eldest young master of Qian Guogong. Out of curiosity, the nurse glanced at Wang Bushit. Seeing the ordinary Wang Bushit in front of her, she quickly looked away, nodded, and slightly agreed. "Sir, please wait a moment, I will go down to make arrangements immediately."
"Don't go to too much trouble, just prepare ten or eight dishes. In fact, I'm quite casual." Wang Busui also interjected from the side. I heard that the emperor had one hundred and eight dishes for a meal. As a prince, it might be worse than the emperor, but it shouldn’t be less than fifty dishes. For three people, Wang Busheng felt it was a bit wasteful. After all, the country still had a lot of food. Not rich.
"I also made this dog meat together. It can also be a dish." Wang Busheng threw the dog meat he brought to the nurse. Dog meat is best eaten in winter.
The nurse glanced at Wang Busi, then looked at Qian Daduo,
Qian Duoduo twitched the corner of his mouth, and then said, "Listen to Mr. Wang, I will pay for the extra dishes."
Wang Busheng didn't hear the meaning of Qian Yu's words. Still looking forward to this feast.
"Yes, I'll go down and make arrangements." Since someone paid, the nurse naturally had no objection and exited and closed the door.
This sanatorium was built by the current emperor Zhu Xiluo to entertain his ministers. Everything was paid for by the imperial court. There was just one thing. Zhu Xiluo was used to being stingy and was not from a good background. He naturally developed a taste for frugality. In the province, officials have low wages and poor treatment, and there are very clear regulations on the meals in sanatoriums. All people who rest in sanatoriums, regardless of official position, only have two dishes per meal, and they are mainly vegetarian dishes. The food for nursing staff in sanatoriums is not Responsible.
The ten or eight dishes that Wang Busheng mentioned were obviously beyond the standard, so if he had more money, he could only offer to pay for it himself.
Because someone paid for the food, the food was served very quickly. In a short while, ten dishes were on the table. Qian Song also stood up, came to the table with a cane, and said, "Immortal, you're welcome, sit down wherever you want."
Qian Duoduo helped Qian Song sit down, and then he also sat down next to Qian Song. Wang Bushi sat opposite, looking at the food in the house. Suddenly Wang Bushi lost his appetite. He was treating guests to dinner. Why were they all vegetarian? Could it be that they Thinking that he was a vegetarian, Wang Busheng looked unhappy. Could it be that the financial crisis of the Ming Empire was already so serious that the prince could not even afford to eat his own meat.
"Brother Immortal, you're welcome. Eat whatever you want. Our family doesn't have that many rules." Qian Duoduo also greeted from the side.
Wang Bushi grinned awkwardly and said, "Let's all eat together."
This was an unfriendly meal. It was the first time that Wang Bushit didn't have enough to eat. Wang Bushit had a deep impression on the rich and powerful, they were all stingy.
After dinner, Wang Busui said goodbye and left. Wang Busui still wanted to work harder to sell Jinghao girl, but when he thought that he would have more money to be a vegetarian, Wang Busui gave up. Being vegetarian for a long time would cause breast problems. Being smaller, Wang Bu couldn't bear to ruin the promising Jinghao.
Returning to the store that sold dog meat, it turned out that the price of dog meat had dropped again, so Wang Bushi decisively bought some more. On such a cold day, it was necessary to have a dog meat hotpot.
The moon is sparse, and many people have fallen asleep, but it is the most lively moment in the Wang family. A pot of potted vegetables is served on the table. It is still the most popular cuisine in the Wang family, mainly meat, and due to the influence of the current price of dog meat, dog meat Mostly.
Wang Bushi told him about his plan to cooperate with Qian Guogong, and everyone was very happy and full of confidence in the future.
Liu Mei also brought good news. She had already contacted her classmates. They also yearned for the Celestial Kingdom, so they would come after preparation.
There is not much good news one after another. Could it be that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later? He met Zhang Jinghui, fell in love with Zhang Jingjun, cooperated with the Zhang family, and cooperated with Qian Guogong. Could this be his aura as the protagonist? Wang Busui is very happy , just like killing a creditor, you don’t want anything if you are happy.
Back in the bedroom, Wang BuSheng soon told Zhang Jinghui the news. Zhang Jinghui was also happy for Wang BuSheng and cooperated with Qian Guogong. For the sake of profit, Qian Guogong would definitely become Wang BuSheng's backer in the future. She would pay back as much as she helped Wang BuSheng. He has some scruples. After all, since he has a relationship with Wang Busui, he will inevitably be noticed by interested people, but Qian Guogong has no such worries. After all, no one will believe that Wang Busui has any emotional entanglement with Qian Guogong.
Time passed day by day. Every day, Liu Mei, Zhu Wuyu and others got up early. They were also called by Wang Busheng. They ran a few laps in the yard and then practiced martial arts. The body is the capital of everything. Having a good body can often make things happen. Half the battle is done, after all, persistent people are very likable, regardless of gender.
With money and power, the construction of the snack workshop was very fast. Wang Busheng, who was invited by Zhang Jinghui and came to the beach for the second time, saw that the factory building was almost completed and the big frame was already out. I believe it won't be long. All construction projects can be completed within days.
When they came to a sheltered place, Wang Busheng and Zhang Jinghui sat on the beach. Although the weather was a bit cold and the sea breeze blowing into their mouths and noses had a cool fishy smell, it did not affect their mood at all because there was very little air pollution. The sea water is blue, the sky is also blue, there are many sunny days, and the sun is still very warm on the beach. On the warm beach, the two of them cuddle up together, clasping their hands, looking at the sea level in the distance.
"If you don't die, the factory will be completed in a few days. Then you have to worry more and put it into production as soon as possible, so that we can see the benefits immediately." Zhang Jinghui said from the side
This time the Zhang family made a relatively large investment, and it was unilateral. Although she was full of hope for the future, Zhang Jinghui was somewhat worried. After all, the pie in the sky cannot satisfy hunger.
"Sister Jinghui, don't worry, this is our common industry, I will definitely use my heart and will not let you down." The king's unwavering promise that he would not die.
Although his small shop can ship a lot of goods every day and earn a lot of money, compared with the industry after it has formed a large scale, it is just a drop in the bucket. Wang Busheng will not say that money is just a pile of money to him. If you pretend to compare useless numbers, no one will have too much money. Naturally, the more money you can make, the better. Therefore, Wang Busui also attaches great importance to the snack shop.
"Well, I believe you." Zhang Jinghui bowed her head into Wang Busheng's arms, and then said, "By the way, I asked the workers to build you a courtyard behind the workshop. It will be convenient for you to manage the workshop if you live here in the future."
"He also built me a house." Wang Busui was also very happy when he heard that it was very inconvenient to run around the city and outside the city every day. Living in the workshop can also save a lot of time in the future.
"I asked old craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry to design the house. It is the latest popular courtyard structure, and the materials required are all the best. The furniture inside has been installed. You can move it here at any time if you want."
Zhang Jinghui explained in detail on the side that Wang Busheng was happy to see him, and Zhang Jinghui was also very happy.
Countless times, I have dreamed that one day I would be able to own my own house without spending a penny. I have always been very confident in my good looks, but I have never met a Bole who appreciates me. Today, I finally met him. , the most important person in her life not only gave herself away, but also gave her a house. Such a woman must cherish it.
He held up Zhang Jinghui's face and kissed her hard on her red lips. Wang Busui said excitedly, "Let's go and take a look now."
It is estimated that Zhang Jinghui was worried that the sound of work in the workshop would disturb Wang Busei, so Wang Busei's cabin was built in the deepest part of the workshop, some distance away from the production workshop. It was not five in and five out, nor three in and three out. After all, there were land restrictions. It’s just a very simple house. Considering the large number of people in Wang Bu’s sect, there are many wing rooms on both sides. In the middle is a garden surrounded by stones. Due to the season, there are no scenes of flowers blooming. On both sides are some bare houses. There are sycamore trees, and in front is a wooden two-story building, which looks antique from the outside.
Going up the stairs and pointing to the larger bedroom, Zhang Jinghui said, "This is the bedroom prepared for you and sister Leng. The air-conditioning and TV have been installed inside. The beds and seats inside are all bought according to my preferences. If it's cold, If my sister doesn’t like it, tell me and I’ll change it.”
To be honest, in his previous life, Wang Busheng had seen too many scenes of his first wife and his mistress fighting each other on the street, pulling out their hair and tearing their clothes, which was all childish. The two women could live together peacefully, probably only in TV series. As for Zhang Jinghui being so friendly with Leng Bingbing, Wang Busheng was still very curious.
Feeling the strange gaze, Zhang Jinghui stopped talking, looked at Wang Busheng, and touched her face, "What's wrong? Looking at me like this, is there any flowers on my face?"
"Hehe, your face is like a flower",
"I hate it, but I like sweet words." Zhang Jinghui blushed with embarrassment and rolled her eyes at Wang Budie.
Holding Zhang Jinghui and sitting down by the bed, Wang Bushit asked, "Sister, you and Sister Leng should be love rivals. Why are you still..."
"Love rival, why love rival?" Zhang Jinghui looked puzzled.
Wang Bushu was also puzzled and explained, "I am alone and you two are separated. Aren't we love rivals?"
"Haha, if you don't die, you are overthinking. How can a capable man only have one wife," Zhang Jinghui said lightly.
Although Zhang Jinghui is the granddaughter of a British princess, her status is beyond words, she is dignified and elegant, and her appearance is impeccable. Being able to marry her is a blessing that only takes more than ten lifetimes. However, after all, Zhang Jinghui also received a Confucian education, and she has a three-dimensional view of men. The Wife and the Four Concubines are also very open-minded about those time-travel dramas in which several princes and princes surround a female protagonist, falling in love with her to the death, saying that they will only marry you for the rest of their lives, so they can only give it up.
Moreover, because of the regulations of the Ming Dynasty, only officials of the fourth rank and above can marry three wives. The fact that a man has three wives and four concubines has become a symbol of a man's ability. Only capable men will be liked by many people, while incompetent men can only comfort themselves.
Wang Bushi is still very traditional, and he also yearns for three wives and four concubines, but he is still a little braver. He never thought that one day a loser like himself would be liked by three women, and they could also call them sisters. Wang Bushi felt that he As happy as arriving in heaven.
"Hehe, it's great to have you." Hugging Zhang Jinghui tightly, Wang Bushit continued, "But your arrangement is temporarily useless. Sister Leng and I haven't shared the same bed yet."
"What, you didn't?" He looked at Wang Busheng in disbelief, "You have always slept separately."
Wang Bu Shou nodded, looking a little lonely, "I'm still a youngster."
When asked about such a sensitive topic, Zhang Jinghui was a little shy and whispered, "Actually, it doesn't matter. You don't have to guard for my sister. I don't care. Sister Leng will stay with you. It'll be fine."
The ancients matured at a very young age. They basically got married at the age of thirteen or fourteen. As expected, it was easy to have a family of children and grandchildren before the age of thirty. Although the age of marriage has been somewhat delayed due to the rapid growth of the population, you should understand Everyone knows that there are women who stay chaste until they are twenty years old, but there are really not many men who retain their virginity. Therefore, Zhang Jinghui was a little surprised by Wang Busheng's current situation.
"Since you are my sister, my first time will naturally belong to you." Wang Bushi smiled evilly. He had a bed and a quilt. What a great opportunity this was. Chapter 400 was about to begin, and it was time to become a real man. .
Wang Bu Die smiled evilly, and began to dishonestly put his hands into Zhang Jinghui's clothes. Zhang Jinghui resisted instinctively, but all the resistance was in vain. Soon Wang Bu Die's hands reached the top and touched his most sensitive part. Zone, Zhang Jinghui's body trembled,
"No, no, don't die, it's my first time, I'm scared",
"Don't be afraid, let's learn together."
A charming beauty, everyone is a bad wolf at this time.
Gently covering Zhang Jinghui's red lips and stroking the softest part with her hand, a man's happiness is actually very simple, as long as he has a woman.
Their tongues entwined and they kissed fiercely, as if they wanted to melt themselves into each other's body.
Slowly, Wang Busui was not satisfied with the feel, and moved his hands slowly to the buttons of Zhang Jinghui's clothes, one by one, one by one, until the clothes were all opened and the shoulders were exposed. The most perfect work of art in the world is nothing more than this.
"Jingle bell. Jingle bell."
