The Farmer Girl Gets Rich

The Li family encountered such a catastrophe this time, life and death are unclear, but Gu Xiaowan did not shy away from her relationship with the Li family. Maybe she was still working on the Li family's affairs in private. Such kindness and righteousness made Su Ziyu All admire.

As a result, when I watched Gu Xiaowan, my eyes became more respectful and invisible.

"Jin Fu Lou was in the Qing Dynasty. In a few years, it has become the largest and best restaurant in Beijing, not to mention the Fu Jin Lou, which opened immediately behind. Together, the two floors seem to have monopolized the Qing Dynasty. Seventy business!" Su Ziyue stretched out a finger and made a gesture of seven.

Gu Xiaowan did not speak, but sat back in her position again.

Seeing her come back, Su Ziyue was overjoyed, his hands and feet were a little numb, but this time, he definitely couldn't be a dull stone anymore.

"The prosperity of Jinfulou's business has long been a thorn in the eyes of many restaurants. Not to mention, behind these other restaurants, which family is lined with, and which family's interests are infringed!" Su Zi Yue said slowly, seeing that she didn't say a word, she just looked at the tea making craft in his hand and listened quietly.

Su Ziyue's fingers were slender and white, and he was holding a dark purple clay pot in his hand. His fingers were as white as snow and slender as bamboo.

After auzw.com only glanced a few times, his eyes fell on the tea cup aside again, and a cup of clear tea soup was angry again, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Propelled by interests, what happened in Jinfulou today is not just reasonable, but also reasonable!" Su Ziyue lifted the tea cup in front of him and took a sip, but it was secretly between his eyes. Lifting up, she looked at Gu Xiaowan, who was looking down and drinking tea.

She lowered her head, her eyes were like water, but she was faintly cold, her fingers were slender, she was pinching the purple-black purple tea cup, her skin was like fat, and the snow-white was pink, as if she could squeeze out water.

Wearing a dark blue brocade and thin cotton dress, the skirt is embroidered with white plum blossoms, and a white brocade belt is used to tie the slender waist that cannot be held. A blue silk is tied into a wishful bun, with only a wooden plum hairpin inserted on it. Although simple, it appears more elegant and dignified. With a soft wrist, a white jade bracelet lining the skin like snow, and a green jade piece carved into the shape of a plum blossom hanging from the neck, which is increasingly called the clavicle clear.

Just like a plum blossom fairy in the sky, a little bit of white plum, and the faint plum scent from the body is inviting.

"Thank you for this, Mr. Su!" Gu Xiaowan originally thought that she could hear something more useful when she came out. Unexpectedly, what Su Ziyue told her was only the news she had already learned, so she put down the tea cup and got up to leave: "Master Su, there are still some things in my house. If there are nothing else about Su Gongzi, I will go ahead. Thank you Su Gongzi for the tea!"

A panic flashed across Su Ziyue’s face, then got up and quickly blocked Gu Xiaowan’s way, with a trace of shame and self-blame on her face. She looked at Gu Xiaowan frowning uncomfortably, and looked at her behind her, who was staring at her vigilantly. The maid said quickly: "The county lord, can you take a step to speak!"

Gu Xiaowan was vigilant, looking at Su Ziyue's anxiety, frowning at him, while Azuo behind him was holding the sword in his hand, ready to go.