Bind to Shenhao System, I became the God of Wealth in the world

"Well, Li Yatou asked me to come over and be a teaching master. I just happened to go out and use my spare energy to spread the word about Yun embroidery." Yun Jiaojiao said, still a little excited.

Well, probably due to the influence of tapestry just now, my heartbeat is still unstable.

"Then what are Aunt Yun planning to do in this courtyard?" Mr. Zhongli Tong was stunned for a while before asking.

Sure enough, anyone who has seen the value of Yunxiu will not miss it. Alas, it is a pity that his sister is blind.

That's good, at least Aunt Yun won't be too lonely in the future.

"Rent it out, the house can't be unoccupied all the time."

Mr. Zhongli Tong nodded in agreement: "Aunt Yun must tell me if you need anything."

"Don't worry, I've watched you grow up, and I won't be polite to you."

The two said a few more words, and Zhongli Tongjun stood up and left faster than Sang Li, who was about to leave at the beginning.

Yun Jiaojiao carefully measured the data for the two of them before letting them go.

Because Yun Jiaojiao wanted to rent out the house, Sang Li and the others stayed here temporarily. Yun Jiaojiao didn't care about the rent, she just wanted to take care of the house and not make random changes.

After Sang Li came to live, Zhongli and Tongjun came over every now and then. Knowing that Sang Li knew how to play the guqin, he came more frequently.

She was really speechless. Zhongli Tongjun's good-looking filter would completely disappear in front of her. She had always held grudges.

This man kept approaching her. Sang Li was depressed and turned around to see Yang Yixin coming over happily.

"Lili, Xiaotongzi invited us to attend the exchange meeting." Because Zhongli Tongjun called Aunt Yun Jiaojiao, they called Sister Yun Jiaojiao.

When they moved to Sister Yun's house, Yang Yixin became more familiar with her, as if they had known each other for years, so Yang Yixin automatically regarded Mr. Zhongli Tong as her nephew.

Regardless of whether others are older than her, there is a saying that every time Yang Yixin looks at her nephew, Zhongli Tongjun is funny when she calls Xiaotongzi.

Mr. Zhongli Tong was also uncomfortable. He usually came to see Yang Yixin when she was not around. Originally, Sang Li also shouted like that in front of Mr. Zhongli Tong.

But this man was very double-standard. He didn't feel uncomfortable at all when she shouted like that, so Sang Li didn't have a good look every time he saw him. But this man was also a jerk.

The colder you are to him, the more affectionate he is to you.

Sang Li said she didn't understand, but she was still very happy when she took back the gift. Anyway, she didn't want to give him a good look in the first place.

"What exchange meeting?"

"What kind of poetry meeting is it? It's mainly about technical exchanges on guqin. I heard there are many people." Yang Yixin was very interested.

"You can't play the piano or compose poetry. What you've learned is oil painting. Why are you going to communicate?" She didn't want to go. Any poetry meeting sounded like a place of right and wrong.

"You know how. Besides, this kind of exchange meeting will definitely be lively." There will definitely be a lot of gossip, and according to the laws of novels and TV series, this kind of poetry will affirm various Shura fields.

What kind of frame-up, looking down on others, slap in the face, at the level of her best friend, she has to be a heroine, and the heroine is often surrounded by right and wrong gathering places, it is exciting to think about it.

Sang Li: Thank you so much!

"I don't want to go, it's not interesting." Her aunt has been here these two days and she doesn't want to move at all.

In the end, Yang Yixin couldn't help but agreed.

"I'll wake you up tomorrow. This post also states that you need to wear clothes with traditional culture. We should wear the clothes that Sister Yun changed for us." Thinking about the scene of seeing Sang Li dressed that day, I can't wait for tomorrow to come.

Early the next morning, Yun Jiaojiao and Yang Yixin, who were already dressed, pulled Sang Li up from the bed.

After a lot of manipulation between the two of them, Sang Li's anger subsided when he saw his radiant self in the mirror.

She was already stunning in just her clothes that day, not to mention that today Sang Li was groomed from head to toe by Yun Jiaojiao.

When Mr. Zhongli Tong came to pick them up, he stared at Sang Li for a long time and shouted several times before coming back to his senses.

After coming back to his senses, his face suddenly turned red. The moon-white dark-patterned slant-breasted gown he wore today had the same four-warp twist on the outside as Sang Li's, and there was green bamboo embroidered on the inside.

It makes her look more gentle and jade-like, with a pine-like figure, but this dress doesn't match hers a little too well.

Mr. Zhongli Tong handed the two round fans he brought over to the two of them respectively.

Sang Li looked at the round fan in his hand. The fan was still made of tapestry, but the pattern was simpler than Yun Jiaojiao's.

Hers is an orchid picture, and Yang Yixin's is an osmanthus picture.

"Xiaotongzi, I really saw you right. Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of this fan."

"It doesn't matter, fans are for people. Besides, it's an honor for them to be held by you." The last sentence was said while looking at Sang Li, his eyes full of tenderness.

However, Sang Li didn't seem to notice, and smiled at Yang Yixin: "Why don't you take your brother Zhe with you today?"

"How can we have a good meal with him...to exchange and learn." Yang Yixin almost shouted, thinking that Mr. Zhongli Tong was one of the main exchange personnel, and quickly changed his position.

Sang Li didn't expose her and saw Wei Ming driving the car over and got in it.

She signaled Yang Yixin to get in the car quickly with her eyes, and then said to Mr. Zhong Litong: "Let's go there first, you can go later."

She didn't want to come with this person. Whoever stood with Mr. Zhongli Tong's good looks would have the highest hatred value.

The exchange meeting was held in an old garden. The two of them were led inside, while Wei Ming stayed outside. Sang Li asked him to go for a walk by himself and call him when he was done.

Sang Li admired the garden while walking. The yard was well repaired, with slender bamboos and dense ancient trees.

The pavilions, terraces and pavilions are all close to the water, and there are no people along the way. Only after passing another verandah did I hear the sound of laughter.

"You two, it's right up front." After saying that, he left.

Sang Li looked forward and saw a large field of flowers, mostly chrysanthemums, with a pavilion extending next to it.

There's something special about being next to the water. There are a few girls sitting on the swings talking and laughing.

The sound of the piano came intermittently, but there was no one playing the piano, probably inside the pavilion.

The two of them approached and saw the man sitting on the flower stand enjoying himself while enjoying tea and admiring the flowers.

Even the clothes of a few people looked very thin. These people all wore chest-length skirts made in the Tang Dynasty, a thin top paired with a light skirt, and a shawl on the outside.

It looked quite cold, but there was no coldness in those people's faces, which made Fang, a man who had improved his physique several times, feel inferior to himself.

People in the pavilion play more, such as throwing pots, flying flower orders, and painting.

There are several rooms inside, all of which are open rooms. From the outside, you can see people arranging flowers and some burning incense.

There are even fortune tellers and fortune tellers, which makes you feel like you have traveled back in time to ancient times.

There is a large stage in the middle, which is probably used for performances. There are seats around it, which can be seen from the second floor.

Yes, this pavilion has two floors. Yang Yixin had already gone over to play when he saw the fortune teller.

Sang Li was not very interested in these things. Fortunately, although there were many eyes on her, no one came up to talk to her.

Sang Li found a random place to sit down, took out his headphones and put them on, which looked like Yu Shuangyue's love song.

Before the live broadcast, Sang Li watched the recording.

I hadn't watched it for a few minutes when I heard someone calling me, but they didn't name me, and they just kept saying "Hey".