Xuan Wenjiang also turned around with a red face and said goodbye, pulled Xuan Miao'er and hurried to the market, and said as he walked: "Didn't you say it, didn't you tell me about it?"

"I didn't say it, second uncle, you think too much, that painting was painted by you, it doesn't mean anything? Xuan Miao'er was pulled by Xuan Wenjiang's arm and walked forward.

Suddenly, Xuan Wenjiang stopped: "Then do you see Sister Xin's attitude?"

Xuan Miaoer was almost shaken down by him: "Second uncle, calm down, you are in love with each other, didn't you see Aunt Xin say to that New Year's painting that she likes it very much, as for the painting or people, I think there are both, don't worry, second uncle, let's work hard to make money, next year you will definitely have money, marry Aunt Xin and go home." ”

"You little girl, say anything, our family is not worthy of others. Hey!" Xuan Wenjiang sighed.

"Second uncle, Aunt Xin is so old that she doesn't get married, she is just waiting for the one she fancies, you are the person, besides, how do you know if our family will be able to get rich next year? Xuan Miao'er looked confident.

She still doesn't believe that there are good things that no one appreciates, and she can't do it, so she looks for it slowly, and there is always a suitable partner. The reason why Xuan Miaoer has always wanted to find a partner and not do it herself is because in the ancient times of Shinong Industry and Commerce, the status of merchants was relatively low, so why are there many so powerful businessmen?

Very simply, behind every powerful businessman, almost has its own backers, in other words, many officials are involved in business, which is what makes the status of businessmen higher.

When Xuan Miaoer didn't have a backstage, she really didn't dare to do anything. Because as long as the government says a word, she has no backer, and the business will easily change hands, so she is very cautious.

Xuan Wenjiang was full of thoughts, knowing that his niece had two brushes, but after all, she was a child, and even if the family had a little money. I'm getting older, too. Also blind in one eye. Anyway, the more I think about it, the more I have on my mind.

At the intersection, Xuan Miaoer was going to Zuixianlou, so she branched off from Xuanwenjiang.

Xuan Miao'er entered the Drunken Immortal Tower. found the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper opened his mouth first when he saw Xuan Miaoer: "Miss is looking for a playboy, right? Childe went to the suburban manor three days ago, and it is estimated that he will live for a while, so let the shake tell Miss before leaving." He didn't agree to that incident, and he would apologize to the young lady in person when he came back. ”

Xuan Miao'er was angry. I can't look at the shopkeeper's hair, and nodded: "I know, thank you to the shopkeeper, then I'll take my leave." After speaking, he walked out of the Drunken Immortal Building quickly.

Totaling in my heart. You still have to rely on yourself for this thing, this damn flower Jiye, you can't do it if you don't do it. dragged himself for three days, let himself rejoice in vain, and didn't say anything. I didn't even explain it myself, so don't let myself see him.

Thinking that when it came to the market, Xuan Anrui had already sold a lot, and at this time he was also negotiating with customers, so Xuan Miaoer hurried over to help.

After being busy for a while, a person dressed as a family member came over, but the fabric of this family's clothes looked gorgeous, and it could be seen that the main family was also rich.

The family Ding clasped his fist at Xuan Miao'er and saluted: "Miss Xuan, our drunken son has a thousand drunken sons, please reads();." "The sound is not loud, only a few around can hear it, except for the three of them, there are no purchases at this time, presumably this Ding deliberately picked this time.

Xuan Miao'er was stunned, she didn't know any drunken sons, but she politely said politely to the family: "Wait a minute." ”

The guy sensibly took a few steps back, leaving room for them to speak.

Xuan Miao'er looked at Xuan Wenjiang: "Second uncle, do you know who the drunken son is?"

"The drunken son is very famous, he has a lot of business in the capital, I heard that the ancestor lived in our Yong'an Town, so he comes back several times a year, and there is also his shop in the town, and everyone in the country knows about it. ”

Xuan Anrui admired it very much: "Sister, the drunken son is very powerful, he is not only good at business, but also famous for his kung fu, and his heart is also kind, every time he comes out, he wears a silver mask, which is very mysterious." ”

Xuan Miao'er was a little confused for a while, what is such a big man looking for himself? He can make such a big business, he is by no means an ordinary businessman.

"Second uncle, do you think I should go?" Xuan Miao'er still felt that the second uncle was older, and his opinion should be reliable.

At this time, the vegetable lady on the side pulled Xuan Miaoer and whispered: "Silly girl, go quickly, if a thousand drunken sons can afford you, it will be your blessing, this thousand drunken sons can only have one in our Fengnan Kingdom, and there is no such shop in this village." ”

When Xuan Wenjiang thought about it again, Xuan Miaoer was woken up by Cai Pozi's words, yes, there is a thousand drunk sons in this country, I was worried that someone would deceive me, but which liar dared to use the name of such a person to deceive people, isn't that looking for death, it should be true that as long as it is true, I want to see it.

Xuan Wenjiang finally figured it out: "See, the second uncle will accompany you, we have nothing to deceive, just this little New Year's painting, it won't kill us." ”

Xuan Miao'er looked at the second uncle in a cold sweat, her family is so poor, who can really make money and kill herself, and she can't find her own home.

"I'm going too, I want to see a thousand drunken boys. Xuan Anrui was still immersed in worship.

Their voices were louder, so that the family on the side heard it, and the family came over, still bending over and looking at Xuan Miao'er very respectfully: "Miss Xuan, our son-in-law only invites Miss alone." ”

"No, I'm going too. Xuan Wenjiang and Xuan Anrui said in unison.

Xuan Miao'er looked at the expressions of the second uncle and brother, and couldn't help but smile: "Second uncle, brother, I'll just go by myself, you guys sell New Year's pictures here, we still have to rely on this to pick up the eldest sister." Since you are a thousand drunken sons, what do you have to worry about? ”

After a long while, Xuan Wenjiang made a lot of determination before saying, "Okay, then you be careful." ”

Xuan Miao'er was not so nervous in her heart, if this drunken boy was so famous, why should he lie to himself? But if this person really found out what he was capable of, then this person was better to be a friend than an enemy, and he walked with his family while thinking.

The family led her to a teahouse not far away, and the plaque of the teahouse had three big characters written on it: Drunken Accord. On the two floors of the teahouse, the family took Xuan Miaoer directly to the private room on the second floor and one grid leaning south.

As soon as she entered the room, Xuan Miaoer saw a man with a silver mask sitting in front of the tea table in the window, the mask covered the entire face, and only a pair of narrow phoenix eyes could be seen, and a black mole the size of a millet grain in the corner of the left eye made the cold mask a little more popular. (To be continued.) )