Chapter 422

Snow fine mouth corner smoked to smoke, still feel rich person's mind she don't understand.

"Well All right Snow fine reluctantly way.

Since others don't dislike her, she doesn't feel ashamed.

Isn't it just that embroidery is not good? It's no big deal.

Moreover, Xueqing didn't believe that after she embroidered, Yin Yichen would wear it.

Xueqing could not imagine that Yin Yichen would wear a coarse sachet with needle and thread on his waist.

It's just a joke.

Snow fine think of here, the heart falls also calm.

Shopkeeper Wang was full of sympathy when he saw his young master like this.

Young master Jin Zunyu, who grew up with many stars, now wants sachets with others.

What's more, it's a sachet that I don't know what it will be embroidered into?

Alas, young master, don't be so hot at that time, just hang on your waist!

Not to mention the tangle of shopkeeper Wang's heart, at this time, the door of Yajian was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a purple silk gown came in.

After the middle-aged man, he was followed by a teahouse sophomore holding a tray.

Small second-hand tray, there are tea cups, teapots, and a few dishes of cakes and fruits.

As soon as the middle-aged man came in, his eyes fell on Yin Yichen.

Then, he swept away Xueqing and shopkeeper Wang.

"I'm the shopkeeper of this teahouse. I don't know what you want to tell me?" The middle-aged man asked with a kind face.

Although the man asked like this, his eyes were looking at Yin Yichen.

Xiao 2 Kwai, cautiously without any noise, put the tea cups on the tray to the snow and sunny Yi Chen, and poured the tea to the two people with a light hand.

As for shopkeeper Wang, he was standing behind Yin Yichen, and the boundary between master and servant was obvious, so Xiao Er didn't pour tea for shopkeeper Wang.

After listening to the middle-aged man, Yin Yichen didn't speak, but looked at the pale yellow liquid in the cup.

Put on airs, that's full!

The middle-aged man looked at the action of Yin Yichen, and then looked at the shopkeeper Wang behind him, and his heart began to beat the drum.

He was afraid that the noble young master in front of him came to the teahouse to find fault.

Although he has opened a teahouse, there are more people in this town that he can't afford.

The shopkeeper's surname is Yang Shun. He used to be a shrewd businessman, but now he is pressed by Yin Yichen's momentum, and his head is not as flexible as usual.

It wasn't until Xiao Er poured the tea, arranged the cakes and fruits, and bowed himself out that Yin Yichen looked at Xueqing.

Xueqing's mouth turned up, and she felt that whether Yin Yichen did it intentionally or unintentionally, his actions were of great help to what she was going to talk about next.

At the very least, the momentum of our side is absolutely forced up.

And the momentum of the other side has been completely crushed.

Think of here, snow fine to the point, said directly: "I want to do business with the shopkeeper!"

Shopkeeper Yang listened to Xue Qing's words and was slightly stunned.

"Dare to ask girl, do you want to be What kind of business? " Shopkeeper Yang asked hesitantly.

But I thought to myself, is this girl here to sell tea?

No way! His tea is a fixed purchasing channel.

Moreover, there are many other implications.

Xueqing didn't seem to see the guard on shopkeeper Yang's face. She said in a crisp voice, "I want to borrow the mouth of Mr. storyteller in the teahouse to do a business. Moreover, the shopkeeper can make a steady profit and has no capital for this business."

When manager Yang heard Xueqing say this, he immediately put down his heart.

At the same time, there is also the spirit.

"Girl, how do you say that?" Shopkeeper Yang asked with interest.

As long as you don't sell him tea, it's easy to say.

Besides, he really couldn't understand the meaning of Xueqing's words.

What can a storyteller do with his mouth?

What's more, it's a steady business?

This let manager Yang's eyes, burst out a smart light.

When Xueqing sees the appearance of shopkeeper Yang, she knows that shopkeeper Yang has moved her mind.

So, from the manuscripts on the table, he took a few and pushed them to shopkeeper Yang.

"As long as manager Yang asks the storyteller in the teahouse to speak out the above things in the wonderful place before the opening and in the midfield." Snow fine tiny smile, say.

He looks very calm and confident.

Yin Yichen sat aside and did not interrupt.

Only occasionally flashing Phoenix eyes, swept from the snow fine face.

The light in it can always deepen the color.Self confident Xue Qing, the whole person as a luminous body, involuntarily will attract people's mind.

The more yin Yichen got along with Xueqing, the darker the color in his eyes, and the more he was attracted by Xueqing.

He suddenly found that his original words were really funny.

How can a girl like this be her own girl?

However, even if she is more noble, will this girl accept it?

Thinking of this, Yin Yichen's heart was full of sour.

After hearing Xueqing's words, shopkeeper Yang picked up the manuscript on the table with a puzzled face.

He looked down and asked, "do you want to open a shop to sell things? Then let me borrow this teahouse and publicize it? "

"Not bad!" Xue Qing nodded.

To talk to smart people is to save energy.

Shopkeeper Yang is worthy of running a teahouse. Seeing the contents in Xueqing's manuscript, he immediately understood Xueqing's meaning.

"I don't know how to do this business, girl?" Shopkeeper Yang put down the manuscript and asked.

In my eyes, it's the shrewdness of a businessman.

"Very simple, you help me publicize, I pay you money!" Snow fine very simply said.

Shopkeeper Yang's eyes flashed, "I don't know how much money the girl has to pay?"

Snow fine tiny smile, calm of took out one or two silver from the purse, put on the table.

Shopkeeper Wang's eyebrows jumped when he saw the silver.

It reminds me that as soon as my young master entered the elegant room, he gave a silver spindle to Xiao er.

The silver spindle should be three or four.

When Yin Yichen saw the silver or two, Feng's eyes flashed slightly.

Xueqing, no matter what master Yin Yichen thought, looked extremely natural.

It seems that what she took out was not a silver or two, but a silver ingot.

"One or two silver!" Snow fine old God said: "you give me half a month's propaganda, I pay you one or two silver."

Shopkeeper Yang listened to the words of snow fine, the corner of the mouth subconsciously smoked.

Although he didn't know that Yin Yichen gave his sophomore a silver spindle, he didn't expect that Xueqing and others called him to talk business, but it was only a business of one or two silver.