It doesn't really matter whether the shop is prosperous or not. This location is indeed good, with a good balance of liveliness and cleanliness. There is a lot of traffic, but it is not noisy.
Now at night, there are many shops nearby because there are no restaurants on this street. People here are quieter at night than the main street outside, and cars from outside can't come in.
And there are many seemingly literary stores, bookstores, cat cafes, and Four Bacchus, which attract many young couples, college students, and generally young groups. There are only a few petty bourgeois-style bars along the way for dining.
There is also a small courtyard around the entrance of the bar, with a bunch of tables and chairs, and a resident singer.
"What are you looking at?" Wang Xilou asked when he saw that he wouldn't leave.
Feng Wuli thought for a while and said, "I was thinking about setting up a shop for you."
Wang Xilou stretched his neck and looked forward and backward to read the atmosphere of this street. He looked like he was afraid that he might have lost his mind while studying: "Do you think Master sells incense and candles here?"
Po Nu also said: "I don't think so either. Not to mention the incense and candle shop here, the pig's trotter rice shop will close down."
The sense of dissonance is too strong. This street is all about arts and culture, and the people gathered here are all college students, couples, and young people. How can your incense and candle shop be able to open in a place like this?
"Opening a bookstore or a flower shop is about the same," Wang Xilou said.
To be honest, she has also thought about changing her career. It is difficult to do incense and candle business in such a remote place as the old street, let alone here. Even if it is not this street, it is impossible to open an incense and candle shop in the center of a first-tier city like Junsha. Go down.
"Flowers can do it, incense shops can do it, why should you care about making money? I don't expect you to make any money..."
Wang Xilou was not happy: "What do you mean? It's not the master who worked hard to make money, but who gave you food and drink to support your studies and grow up to now?!"
"When you talk about making money, do you mean that you run out of money from time to time, and then you wrap yourself up tightly, pull out your teeth and sell them?"
Feng Wuli thought that she would become angry, as she would do every time she was embarrassed in front of her apprentice, or was exposed by her apprentice, but he didn't expect that she would develop a new way to deal with it now.
She looked confused: "Is there still such a thing?"
Brand new solution.
"Remember the number. You can think about it again. You should also find something to worry about. Otherwise, you won't be happy staying at home all day long. It's good here. It's close to home. Just go downstairs and cross two streets. , the environment is good, not too deserted, and not noisy.”
Feng Wuli took a photo.
First night sleeping in a new house.
Wang Xilou is making the bed.
Feng Wuli watched from behind as she made the bed.
Watching Wang Xilou doing housework somehow made him relax, as if he didn't have to think about anything.
She still had to put in the quilt cover and spread the mattress. Wang Xilou kept mumbling the whole time, but his hands moved neatly. He knelt on the bed and kept tidying up. He grabbed the two corners of the bed quilt with both hands and shook the entire quilt. up in the air.
One swing, one swing!
Instantly smooth.
Because he was kneeling beside the bed, his two lovely white soles of feet were facing him, pressed under his buttocks, making people want to scratch them.
"I can't cook, I can't do housework, and I can't even make a bed. Fortunately, you don't want to stay in the dormitory. Otherwise, master will have to make your bed to see if your classmates laugh at you."
"Why don't you make my bed and you won't sleep here later? This is my bed, and you can go out after making it?"
Wang Xilou stopped what he was doing and turned to look at him with a frown: "Did I give you face?"
"I'm sorry, please continue..."
She gave him a threatening look and continued to make the bed.
"I used to do housework, but you didn't let me do anything."
She raised her eyebrows: "That's, that was when you were a child!"
"When I was a child, I treated him like a treasure. When I grew up, I scolded him all day long."
"Stop!" She turned back and glared at him.
Feng Wuli lay down on the bed, pressed the large font on the quilt, and asked: "Wang Xilou, what kind of wedding do you like?"
Wang Xilou's heart skipped a beat, "Tell me, what are you talking about?"
"Looking at your panic..." Feng Wuli found it very interesting: "It's just a casual chat. Don't you have any fantasies about the future?"
"Master only knows how to live in the present." She pulled the quilt and it was pressed tightly.
"Get up, we haven't put down the bedspread yet!"
"But I've thought about it."
"What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking about my future life, but I find that nothing will change after much thought. The days are really endless."
"What? Are you beginning to dislike Master?"
"What are you talking about..." He turned over, pulled the kneeling Wang Xilou down, and then turned over and pressed on her. His long dark hair was like a flower spreading on the bed, with a picture of the girl he liked on the flower. s face.
"I want to eat stir-fried chicken with ginger tomorrow."
Wang Xilou rolled his eyes at him and gently patted his waist to get him to move away. He was very helpless: "I know, I know, I know how to command Master. I don't understand how I accepted a rebellious disciple like you."
Feng Wuli didn't get up. She looked at the person on top of her. How could she not know what this young man was thinking. She turned her face away and said, "Don't fix it. Make the bed first. The mosquito net hasn't been hung yet."
"I'll help you lay it together."
The two of them were very efficient, each holding one end and tidying up the room simply. There was also a separate bathroom in the master bedroom, and they could wash and brush their teeth in the room.
Half an hour later, the lights were turned off and the two of them lay flat on the new bed. On the first night in the new house, they both couldn't sleep.
Feng Wuli said: "This house is signed with my name."
"Oh, what's wrong?" Under the quilt, Wang Xilou stretched out a leg and pressed on him.
"No, it feels quite magical..." Feng Wuli grabbed her demonic legs, pinched her calves and played with her feet. After thinking for a while, he said, "If we really want to get married by then..."
"What is if?"
"...That's not the point."
"Oh, if, if we get married in the future, fine, you can continue."
"...There are no ifs."
Wang Xilou neither expressed dissatisfaction nor satisfaction. The head outside the quilt turned to look at him. After adapting to the dark environment, Feng Wuli could clearly see her soft and gentle face.
"When the time comes, it will be written in a household registration book. I will still be the head of the household, and then your name will be on the next page, the second page, Wang Xilou, and then the relationship with the head of the household will be written with the word husband and wife..."
"Isn't it okay to write about master and apprentice?" she interrupted again.
"...Go to sleep, I have nothing to say to you."
However, Wang Xilou laughed out loud and moved closer to start teasing. Both of them couldn't sleep. They were making a fuss and Wuli wanted to play poker. Wang Xilou rejected him. Young people know the taste of food, but they can't indulge in it.
Being rejected, Feng Wuli felt a little embarrassed no matter how thick-skinned he was. After all, he was still a young boy.
The master was comforting me.
"Your practice is still in its infancy. Frequent sexual intercourse is not conducive to your future practice. Can you just bear with it?" Her voice was really gentle and gentle. After hearing this, Feng Wuli really wanted to agree to her everything. There was no way to refuse.
She touched the tip of Feng Wuli's nose and smiled: "Master Yang Shen is with you now. Although the trillions of eternal tribulations are in your body, you are not cultivated enough and cannot rely on the trillions of eternal tribulations to live forever. If you die, the master can only Went with you."
"You did it on purpose."
"Master did it on purpose, what can you do?" She looked like an eccentric little girl.
"No, I'm just a little unhappy."
Wang Xilou didn't speak. He just leaned forward and kissed the boy's lips with his eyes closed. He took a few breaths before letting go. The two looked at each other's eyes quietly for a long time, and then looked at each other's nose and lips. forehead, looking at everything about the other person, as if he could see flowers.
"Good night, Mr. Household Master." Wang Xilou coaxed him softly.
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(End of chapter)
