Daming: What abandoned baby?That is the grandson of the old Zhu family!

Zhu Xiongying wandered around Xuanwu Street with Xu Jinghan for a long time, but he still didn't see anything in his fancy.

"We've been shopping for so long, why haven't you taken your fancy yet?" Xu Jinghan followed Zhu Xiongying with his increasingly heavy legs.

Zhu Xiongying shook his head: "As the saying goes, sharpening a knife is not the same as chopping firewood. Since you really want to open a shop, of course you have to choose the location carefully."

Zhu Xiongying glanced at a dessert shop on the left, a sweet and greasy smell rushed into his nose without hesitation.

Zhu Xiongying squinted his eyes, thinking that this place might be a good place.

Xu Jinghan sighed and asked, "Then what kind of place do you want to choose?"

"First of all, when doing business, the most important thing is nothing more than two points. One is what kind of things you choose to buy, and the other is what method you choose to buy the goods. But these prerequisites are that you have to choose a good one. Place." Zhu Xiongying turned around and stretched out his hand to support Xu Jinghan, "This kind of place can't be too remote, at least there must be enough traffic, and the consumption level."

"Consumption level?" Xu Jinghan didn't seem to understand this new word.

Zhu Xiongying smiled: "I just have to see if there is anyone in this place who can afford what I sell? How many people can afford it? At least I have to make sure that someone is willing to buy it, and what I have is also sold , I can earn money."

Xu Jinghan nodded half-understanding: "It seems to be true..."

Zhu Xiongying pointed to the signboard of a shop not far away: "I think this place is not bad."

Xu Jinghan raised his eyes and said, "Anhefang? How did you get this name so diligently? You can't tell what it's selling..."

"Buy all kinds of snacks and cakes." Zhu Xiongying replied, "There are no worries, peace and prosperity. The name of the store is very good."

Xu Jinghan admits that he really doesn't have the character of a literati, and he can't see the advantage of this name. The pastry shops on the street don't have such names like those before.

Zhu Xiongying walked over slowly and entered the shop.

Inside was a woman in her early thirties, with clear eyebrows and clear eyes. Although she was only wearing a simple coarse linen dress, her hair was pulled back meticulously.

The woman saw Zhu Xiongying, and hurriedly came over to greet him with a smile: "What does this little gentleman want?"

Zhu Xiongying smiled at the corner of his mouth: "And the proprietress introduced Xiao Zhou."

The woman was also patient and meticulous, pointing to the various beautiful pastries displayed in the shop: "Golden fragrant medicine crisp cake, Naixiang pine nut cake, Huoling cake, green japonica fruit, sugar steamed short cheese, osmanthus sugar steamed chestnut flour cake, Ruyi cake, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, tuckahoe cake, pearl and emerald cake, lotus leaf soup, plum blossom cake..."

"Xiao Langjun, don't look at my shop as small, but even though the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. As long as you can name it, you can definitely find it in my shop." The woman said with a gentle smile.

"Thank you, lady boss, I want the golden fragrant herbal cake, and steamed chestnut powder cake with sweet-scented osmanthus sugar, please let the lady boss pack it up for me." Zhu Xiongying's gentle and elegant attitude made the girl like it very much.

"Okay." The woman deftly filled Zhu Xiongying's cakes, and Zhu Xiongying took it.

"By the way, the proprietress, Xiaosheng wants to ask the proprietress one more thing."

The woman still had a smile on her face: "Sir, please tell me!"

"I would like to ask if there are any vacant shops available for rent near here?" Zhu Xiongying paused, "To tell the truth from the proprietress, my family also wants to start a small business, but I am worried that I can't find a suitable shop."

"Oh, that's how it is. There is an empty shop across the street. It used to be a clothes maker. When the head of the shop died of illness, the shop became vacant. You can go there and have a look. It's not far from here. It's just a few steps away. We're here." The woman enthusiastically pointed Zhu Xiongying in a direction.

Zhu Xiongying nodded in thanks: "Thank you Madam Boss."

"You're welcome." The woman smiled and sent Zhu Xiongying out.

As soon as Zhu Xiongying turned around at the door, he felt something hit his chest, the strength was not enough to feel pain, it seemed to be a person, Zhu Xiongying quickly stretched out his hand, and it was the person who didn't fall down.

After the two saw it clearly, they both froze for a moment.

The girl who bumped into Zhu Xiongying's arms was a little girl in her early ten years, with a hanging bun and a silver hairpin on her head. The pair of big watery eyes on her face were particularly eye-catching, because she just bumped into her In Zhu Xiongying's arms, he has not yet reacted, his mouth is still slightly open, looking very delicate and pretty.

Zhu Xiongying smiled gracefully: "Miss, be careful, did you hurt somewhere?"

The girl froze for a moment, shook her head, and slightly pushed back a step, pulling the distance between the two of them: "That... sorry, I didn't notice that I bumped into you just now..."

Zhu Xiongying shook his head: "No problem, as long as the girl is fine."

The girl shook her head, bit her lower lip, lowered her head slightly, not daring to look at Zhu Xiongying.

"Mianmian! Have you bought anything?" the proprietress just now shouted loudly.

"Hey!" The girl called Mianmian responded loudly, "I bought it back!"

Zhu Xiongying was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by the child.

"Hey! My name is Zhao Jinmian, what's your name?"

Zhu Xiongying turned around: "I'm Xu Huaiying."

Zhao Jinmian repeated the name "Xu Huaiying" lightly, and said with a smile: "Thank you just now..."

Zhu Xiongying nodded and didn't answer her.

Zhao Jinmian walked in.

Zhu Xiongying heard Zhao Jinmian shout: "Mom, I'm back."

The proprietress replied: "Hey, why have you been here for so long?"

Xu Jinghan stepped forward and pushed Zhu Xiongying: "What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing, I just think that the girl's name just now was quite good." Zhu Xiongying smiled, "It must be that her parents are also people of character."

"How to say?"

"The woman's name is Jin Mian. The brocade in the phone talks about long-term hatred. Upstairs, she sleeps alone with flowers and smiles. It's a poem written by Huang Furan in "Spring Thoughts."

Xu Jinghan had a big head: "I find it's getting harder and harder for me to communicate with you..."

Zhu Xiongying: "Huh?"

"You have too much ink in your stomach. You have learned a lot, and if you say something casually, I can't understand or understand it in my ears."

"So, I tell you to read more books." Zhu Xiongying comforted.

Xu Jinghan didn't accept his good brother's kindness: "Forget it, I feel a headache when I read a book, maybe I won't be like this in my life, damn it!"

Zhu Xiongying asked again: "Then what do you plan to do in the future?"