Feng Wuli always disliked her coaxing tone. When he looked at Wang Xilou, he realized that she was not looking at him in front of her at this moment, but at his childhood self.
So every time Wang Xilou used the wrong tone to talk to him, he would use some tough actions to show the fact of their current relationship, and sometimes he might even be a little rude and brutal.
But after doing this several times, the woman seemed to understand the triggering mechanism again, so she sometimes deliberately talked to him in a coaxing tone as a provocation, and then waited for him to 'correct' herself.
The master and apprentice would play this hunter-prey game from time to time, and Feng Wuli gradually couldn't tell whether she really treated him as a child again, or whether she was setting a trap to lure him.
"Intentional or accidental?"
Wang Xilou's eyes were filled with smiles, and he held the quilt under his neck, with only his head exposed, and defended himself: "I don't even know what you said." She smiled like a flower, and she didn't look innocent.
"It seems like it was intentional."
"It's really not intentional, not careful, not careful!"
"...That's even more deserving of punishment."
"No matter how big or small! I am your master!"
"Master, be good, I just want to give you a long memory."
She wrapped the quilt tightly and didn't give him a chance, but when the two of them were covered with the same quilt, she thought that only her head was exposed to protect herself well, but in fact, it was completely deceptive.
There was a cry that she didn't know whether it was a laugh or a surprise, and she was about to start a fight under the quilt. She scolded him for being childish. Just when she was about to resist, she found that all her immortal strength was restrained, and she was caught with her hands behind her back and her face pressed against the pillow. superior.
She just showed off: "I know, I know, when I grow up, I am great. I am no longer little brother Feng Wuli, but now I am brother Feng Wuli. He will bully the master... I will give you one at most."
Feng Wuli really couldn't do anything to destroy the zombies.
"Let you go." He let go of the zombie and lay back.
"There is a flaw!"
"How old are you!?" Feng Wuli was shocked.
"You are not allowed to use spiritual power, you are not allowed to use spiritual power!" she said hurriedly.
But even if she wasn't allowed to use spiritual power, how could Wang Xilou's small arms and legs compare to a disciple who was nearly twice her weight?
But she has one advantage: she has a stubborn personality and must save face.
Feng Wuli surrendered countless times, but she always pretended to surrender, and then once again launched an attack on the big bear like a little white rabbit. He had no choice but to use the Qingbijinjian seven-day lock, clasping his hands behind his back and hugging him.
She struggled and began to beg for mercy again.
"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced this time."
"...I can't believe it." He felt so tired.
"Really, go to bed, it doesn't matter what time it is."
"Just hold her and sleep like this."
"Do you think Master is so naive? I won't play with you anymore."
"You can even fall asleep while holding me in your arms."
"I can't even move!" She poked his chest with her chin, raised her head and glared at him. She wanted to knee him with her calf, but was afraid of kicking her baby.
"...If you come again, I will use Yang Shen to control you."
"Awesome, Feng Wuli!"
"..."
"I really don't want to make trouble anymore. I'm tired. Let's go."
Feng Wuli let go of the little white rabbit.
She really stopped making trouble, kicked the quilt, straightened it, and then came over and said stupidly, not knowing why she was laughing, "Your butt is so perky." She just took advantage of it and touched it, and then Sneaked a few more times.
"..." Feng Wu didn't know what to say to her.
"Let's move the incense and candle shop in the old street here. I'll find a shop in a few days."
"Do you really want to sell incense candles?"
"Why did you suddenly switch to selling incense and candles? Aren't we flower sellers?"
"I don't want to remember anymore." She rarely refused Feng Wuli.
"Then don't ask." He asked: "What do you want to do?"
"I don't know what to do. Master's five-hundred-year-old shop..."
"It's better to open a flower shop with special business. For example, the main business is selling flowers, but customers can also buy scented candles."
Wang Xilou laughed at him: "How can there be such a store?"
"I'm not trying to make a lot of money anyway, paper flowers are just flowers."
He suddenly thought that this was very feasible: "Do you still remember that street today? There are relatively new things there. A simple flower shop is actually not suitable for that kind of literary and artistic atmosphere. You can do some gimmicks, such as real Flowers can help to be delivered to people, paper flowers can be delivered to the hands of the deceased...take them out with your hands."
Aunt Wang stopped her perverted behavior of touching her apprentice's butt: "Hey... can others believe it?"
"Whether others believe it or not, it just so happens that Po Nu is idle all day long. When the time comes, let her drive a battery car to deliver flowers. It will give her something to do."
"Tell Master, what should I do?" She humbly asked for advice.
Feng Wuli made a lot of suggestions, and since there were mostly young people and couples there, they could also provide other services, such as fortune telling, crystal ball divination, or Tarot cards.
When it comes to fortune telling, you can also use the beads left by Shengqing.
No wonder he wanted to go to the opposite continent. It turned out to be to reduce the burden of electrical appliances at home, but I heard that the other continents were not much better, but the ancient gods were just a little more serious.
The more the two chatted, the more excited they became. Wang Xilou found it very interesting, and it seemed that it was true as he said. I also sell incense and candles, I also sell flowers, and we can also do business with living people, and we can also do business with dead people.
Speaking of what happened in the shop today, he was actually very excited about it, but he had a bad habit of never escaping student thinking. Normally, he was fine, but when it came to these people, he didn't look like a high school student who could make decisions. If something happens, he will hesitate again.
Usually at this time, he will have two results in dealing with this kind of thing, either hesitating and hesitating again. Once he gets caught in this cycle, he will eventually give up. Or when the idea was first born, the decision was made without much thought.
The next day, he went to several places again, thinking about moving the incense shop to a new location.
After searching for a few days, I finally felt that the one I visited that night was better.
Then another question arises, whether it is better to rent or buy.
This real estate is a commercial complex of offices, apartments and shops, so these shops along the street are not incidental to one's own house, but were bought by the wealthy shop investors when the market opened. They usually buy several at one time. If you are bold, you may even buy Half a street and rent it out.
This was a semi-mature business district, and Feng Wuli wasn't sure whether the other party would sell it. If he really wanted to sell it, he didn't know what the right price would be, and whether he would be ripped off.
He has money but doesn't want to be taken advantage of.
Dang Feng Wuli called him. In the middle of the exchange, the other party suddenly asked if it was Mr. Feng Wuli.
"You know me?"
"I am Zhao Yunshan, Master Feng. I met you in Yancheng in March 2016, do you remember?"
Feng Wuli thought about it and had a vague impression. The main reason was that there were more weird things in Yancheng than in Junsha. He went there often, both for business and private purposes, several times a year.
"Were you introduced by Mr. Liu?" he asked tentatively.
"Yes! You are the one introduced by Liu Dazhi."
"Oh..." He suddenly realized that something like this happened: "I remember."
——
Ask for the monthly ticket again. If you break 2,000 yuan, you can get an extra 100 yuan. Let Songzi earn an extra yuan.
In the previous chapter, people kept asking where Chifu was, but it wasn’t like the incense shop couldn’t be occupied, so there was no need for her to come here at night.
(End of chapter)
