Time travel, Your Highness Ninth Prince has been rejected from marriage again!

Mo Jingchun got off the carriage wearing a hat. The thick hat covered Mo Jingchun, followed by Xia Chan.

The weather was too hot, and Qingyun didn't want to go out. Knowing that Mo Jingchun would definitely go out, she lent Xia Chan to her to prevent what happened last time from happening again.

Qingyun didn't like Lu Xingci and always wanted Mo Jingchun to stay away from him.

So before giving Xia Chan to Mo Jingchun, Mo Jingchun didn't know what he secretly said to Xia Chan.

This is West Street, second only to South Street, which is full of powerful people. Most of the wealthy businessmen live here, and it is also a rare and prosperous area.

Shops on South Street were hard to come by, with no one selling anything at all, while West Street was relatively better. Mo Jingchun wanted to survey West Street to see if there were any suitable shops.

Mo Jingchun strolled around slowly, feeling a little restless under the scorching sun.

If she was alone, Mo Jingchun wouldn't be afraid, but with Xia Chan following her, she didn't want Xia Chan to suffer the heat.

Mo Jingchun found a teahouse with few people and a private room on the second floor.

Mo Jingchun sat down and said to Xia Chan: "Sit down and rest for a while."

Xia Chan didn't say anything and walked to sit across from Mo Jingchun. Before she came, Qingyun had told her to listen to Mo Jingchun today, so she would do whatever Mo Jingchun said.

Mo Jingchun took off his hat, his little face turned red, his eyes were a little blurry, he took a sip of the herbal tea brought by the waiter, and then he became more awake.

The weather was too hot to move, so Mo Jingchun turned to look out the window. The sun hung high in the sky, still scorching the earth fiercely.

Neither of them was talkative, so they just sat in silence, but they were somewhat harmonious. They stayed together for a while until the heat in their bodies dissipated.

Mo Jingchun stood up to leave. As soon as he reached the stairs, he looked down and saw that there was no one in the hall.

Only then did Mo Jingchun realize that there had been no customers since they came in. This discovery made Mo Jingchun feel happy, but at the same time he felt that it was miserable that they had no business, so he suppressed his joy and walked to the reception desk.

A waiter was lying on the table, whether he was asleep or tired, but Mo Jingchun preferred the first option.

Mo Jingchun put on his hat and knocked on the table lightly, but the waiter didn't move. He knocked again, but the waiter still didn't move.

Just when Mo Jingchun thought that the other party had fainted, Xia Chan punched the table with a loud bang. Mo Jingchun was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and the waiter stood up instantly.

The two of them watched helplessly as cracks slowly appeared on the table, and then it collapsed. With a bang, the table fell apart.

Mo Jingchun was so frightened that he couldn't speak. The waiter turned around and ran away in fear. Mo Jingchun reacted and wanted to stop the other party, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the other party had already disappeared.

Xia Chan turned around, not looking at the table or Mo Jingchun. She just wanted to help. She didn't expect the table to be so vulnerable. She was a little afraid that Qingyun would be unhappy when she returned.

Mo Jingchun glanced at the table and then at Xia Chan, who had her back turned to him, sighed, and waited for someone to come.

After a while, the waiter who had just left came back, followed by an older man. They both came here in a hurry.

The middle-aged man raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, bent down and said respectfully: "I wonder what the girl is doing? There may be something wrong with doing this."

Although he is respectful, he is not a bitch, neither humble nor arrogant. He should be the shopkeeper here.

Mo Jingchun replied: "I didn't mean to do this. I hope the shopkeeper, Mo Guai, will pay for the damaged items according to the price."

After hearing Mo Jingchun's words, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he wasn't looking for trouble.

Mo Jingchun continued: "But I do have something to do with the shopkeeper."

Zhang Jingye hurriedly said: "Girl, please tell me."

Mo Jingchun: "I see that the teahouse is sparsely populated, and no guests have entered within an hour. Is there something wrong with this teahouse?"

Zhang Jingye: "Young lady, you don't know. This teahouse has been open for more than ten years, and it is considered a time-honored brand. However, the original shopkeeper suddenly died of illness, and the children in the family did not know how to manage it, so it gradually declined.

So he bought the teahouse from me, and I just started taking over it, and it hasn’t officially opened yet.”

After listening to Zhang Jingye's words, Mo Jingchun had a general understanding of this teahouse and asked: "The shopkeeper is willing to cooperate with me?".

Zhang Jingye was a little confused: "How can the girl say this?".

Mo Jingchun said eloquently: "The shopkeeper has already started accepting customers before the official opening. It can be seen that he does not know what kind of business he wants to do, so he can only maintain the status quo for the time being.

The shopkeeper probably bought this teahouse because of its location. That means the shopkeeper had done business before. Am I right? ".

Zhang Jingye became more respectful and said with a smile: "The girl is right, but what does this have to do with our cooperation?".

Mo Jingchun said calmly: "I want to buy this teahouse and hire the shopkeeper to continue to look after it. In addition to the fixed monthly amount of money, the shopkeeper can also draw one-tenth from the daily sales. The shopkeeper can also willing?".

Zhang Jingye thought about what Mo Jingchun said. Mo Jingchun was right. He was indeed interested in the location of this teahouse, and he had not thought about what he wanted to do.

Compared with the risk of opening a shop by himself, working with Mo Jingchun is more stable. He has done business before, but it failed, so he also regretted after taking over the teahouse.

But I still asked cautiously: "What kind of business does the girl want to do? How much money can I give you? If I don't make money that day and I pay compensation, what will the girl do?"

Mo Jingchun chuckled. She knew Zhang Jingye would ask this question, and said calmly: "If you run a candy shop, you can earn a hundred taels of silver per month. If you lose money, you will make more money instead of losing money."

Mo Jingchun added, "Don't be afraid, shopkeeper. Whether you make or lose money after having an affair will not be borne by you. The risk will be borne by me alone."

Zhang Jingye's heart calmed down. In fact, he was still a little worried that Mo Jingchun was a woman and had doubts about her ability. But now, he believed that Mo Jingchun could do it.

Those words are not something that ordinary women can say, and that calm demeanor can only be found by those who have been in the mall for a long time.

Zhang Jingye relaxed and said, "Then there will be a boss."

Mo Jingchun in the hat was also relieved. She was not 100% confident in convincing Zhang Jingye to use it for her, so she could only try her best. Fortunately, the result was good.

The two agreed on a time to sign the house deed, and Mo Jingchun left.

As soon as he walked to the door, he took a look at Lu Xingci, and Mo Jingchun turned back expressionlessly.

Zhang Jingye was a little confused when he saw Mo Jingchun returning, and asked, "Is there anything else wrong with Miss Mo?".

Mo Jingchun had just revealed his identity, and Zhang Jingye had promised not to let anyone know about it.

Mo Jingchun said calmly: "Nothing, it's still a little hot outside, I'll leave later."

Mo Jingchun walked quickly upstairs because Lu Xingci had already entered.

Zhang Jingye didn't ask any more questions, and asked the waiter to go upstairs to entertain him, then walked towards Lu Xingci who came in.

Seeing that Lu Xingci's eyes had not left Mo Jingchun since he came in, and Mo Jingchun left quickly, he was still very discerning and had to perform well in front of his new owner.

Lu Xingci looked at Qianying who left quickly again and smiled slyly.