To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 367 Buying and selling

  Shi Yan went against the crowd, like a nimble fish, and quickly swam out.

   At this time, there is no need to run back to Kaiyang Palace, just go directly to Youjian Restaurant.

   From a distance, you can see the blue wine front trembling against the wind and snow, and a person standing alone with a green umbrella.

  Seeing this, Shi Yan hurriedly quickened his pace, and slid to Wei Han on the thicker snow.

   Wei Han frowned and looked at him.

  Shi Yan let out a breath of white air: "Master, something is wrong!"

   "What?" Wei Han asked without changing his expression, but couldn't help but raise his heart.

   "Miss Luo has gone to the Xiaowan House!" Shi Yan directly threw out the key point.

   Wei Han tightened his umbrella handle.

  He just went in and didn't see Miss Luo. That's not what the shopkeeper said. She said that Miss Luo went to watch the fun.

   The lobby is empty, only the smell of roasted sweet potatoes.

  He came out just now, planning to take a look at the Changchun Marquis Mansion as well.

   "Is it the small shop across from Qianjinfang?" Wei Han asked with a frown, unconsciously stepping in that direction.

   "That's right, Mr. Xu was sold into a small house..." Shi Yan calmed down and told the story.

   Wei Han listened silently, letting a lot of snow fall on the green umbrella.

   "Miss Luo saw that those people dragged Mr. Xu into the small hall, so she went in. They must buy Mr. Xu to face him." Shi Yan said, a little worried for the master.

  Although Xu Qi is a worthless prodigal, he can't stop him from being young. Maybe Miss Luo likes this kind of thing.

  Although the master is fine, he is almost twenty-one after all.

  Miss Luo now has two faces, one with a bright candle and one with snow.

  Mingzhu is a little older, so she is obviously not liked by Miss Luo, unlike Lixue who still has the opportunity to go out and confess.

   Wei Han didn't know that he was being secretly compared with Miss Luo by the little guard, and he was the one who lost the comparison.

  He smelled the smell of roasted sweet potatoes for nothing, and he was already in a bad mood. At this moment, his thin lips were pursed into a line, and he said flatly, "Miss Luo will not buy Xu Qi face to face."

  Shi Yan was in a hurry: "The humble official saw Miss Luo go to the small hall with my own eyes."

   "Then I won't buy Xu Qi face to face." Wei Han's tone was firm, and he was displeased by the little guard's ignorance.

  The time Miss Luo carried Xu Qi to the Governor's Mansion, he learned about it carefully later.

   Hong Dou clearly said that Miss Luo didn't like people like Xu Qi.

  Thinking of Hongdou's original words, Wei Han raised the corners of his lips subconsciously, and said lightly: "Do you have to face-to-face after buying it? Being a waiter is the most."

  Shi Yan was inexplicably unconvinced after hearing this.

  What happened to the waiter?

  The waiter in a restaurant is much more comfortable than Mian Shou.

   Wei Han glanced at Shi Yan.

  I always feel that this kid is a little crazy because he didn't brush the bucket regularly to stabilize his mood.

   "But we have no shortage of waiters in the restaurant. What is Miss Luo doing after buying a prodigal son?" Shi Yan rubbed his chin, "I always feel that Miss Luo treats Mr. Xu differently."

   Wei Han stopped talking, and silently quickened his pace.

  A lot of snow accumulated on the umbrella and it became heavy, just like his sudden sinking mood.

  Miss Luo treats Xu Qi differently...

   Wei Han turned the handle of the umbrella, and the snow that fell on the umbrella was shaken off, hitting Shi Yan all over his face.

  Shi Yan wiped his face and sighed in grievance.

  Master, this is venting his anger.

   At this moment, Luo Sheng was stopped by two handsome young men.

  Rao is used to seeing all kinds of guests, but they have never seen a female guest come to the door, especially a girl.

   "Girl, did you go to the wrong place?"

   Hong Dou, who was walking beside Luo Sheng, spat: "Our girl is not blind, how could she go wrong?"

   "Sorry, we don't accept female guests here."

  Luo Sheng raised his eyebrows: "It's written here that female customers are not allowed in?"

  A young man blushed and said, "That's not true, but this is an unwritten rule—"

  Luo Sheng frowned: "Since it's unwritten, it's not considered a rule for me."

  Seeing her stepping into the threshold, the two teenagers didn't know what to do for a moment.

  A few strong men came over to stop them.

   Hongdou stared: "Do you know who our girl is?"

  A burly man smiled politely: "Eldest sister, I'd better advise your girl to go back quickly, or she will be punished."

  The more noble the status, the worse it is. Knowing that they put people in, they didn't smash the small hall.

  As for the girl who dares to visit the small restaurant, is it still far from soaking in the pig cage?

  Hongdou's face turned cold: "It's close, who are you calling the eldest sister? Our girl is Miss Luo, and she has plenty of money, hurry up and get out of the way!"

  The strong man was taken aback, and asked in surprise, "Is that Miss Luo?"

  Mian Shou raised several at once, and the one who dared to tease King Kaiyang?

  Hongdou raised her chin.

  The strong man backed away with a smile: "If it's Miss Luo, then go in."

  Hongdou snorted softly, and helped Luo Sheng in.

  Leaving a group of spectators cast contemptuous eyes on the strong man.

   It was agreed that female guests are not allowed to enter. Is there any morals left?

  Luo Sheng entered the door and walked inside without squinting.

Hongdou glanced around, and found that the shocked or curious teenagers were barely pleasing to the eye, and immediately lost interest, and threw out a piece of silver to instruct the guide: "Take our girl to see Mr. Xu who is going to sell you here. "

  The leader received the silver, and led them there very graciously.

  When Luo Sheng arrived, the two parties were discussing the price.

   "Five hundred taels is too high. This price is not acceptable." A man in a long gown shook his head repeatedly.

   "Five hundred taels is not high, look at this face, this skin, the most rare thing is identity, if you look at the capital, no, look at the big week, it is definitely the first one."

The man smiled: "It's because of his identity that he's willing to pay three hundred taels, otherwise he'll be able to buy a good seedling at fifty taels. How about this, three hundred taels for the deal, and another twenty taels of silver for the hard work of the brothers , what do you think?"

  The leader hesitates.

  At this time Xu Qi noticed Luo Sheng's arrival, struggling to make a sound.

   Both sides looked at Luo Sheng, and the atmosphere was silent for a while.

  Luo Sheng smiled and waved his hands: "Go ahead, I'll talk to this manager after you've finished the negotiation."

   Both sides breathed a sigh of relief.

   is quite sensible.

  Wait, where did this girl come from?

  The person leading the way hurriedly revealed Luo Sheng's identity.

  The steward suppressed his doubts for the time being, settled the deed of sale, and bought him for three hundred and twenty taels of silver.

  The leader collected the money, smiled and waved: "Brothers, go to drink."

  The steward came to Luo Sheng and asked with a smile, "I don't know what Miss Luo wants to talk about?"

  Luo Sheng pointed to the tightly bound boy: "I plan to buy him."

   The steward admired Luo Sheng's way of not interfering with the business discussion just now, and asked with a smile, "I don't know how much Miss Luo bid?"

  Luo Sheng stretched out a hand.

  The steward frowned subconsciously: "Five hundred taels?"

  Luo Sheng shook his head.

  The steward's lips trembled with excitement, and he almost screamed.

   Could it be five thousand taels?

  Luo Sheng opened his vermilion lips lightly, and spit out a few words: "Fifty taels."

  What if you feel that you are too valuable and your nephew is inflated?

   Today is still an update. As a rule of thumb, it burns up at night.

  (end of this chapter)