Everyone is doing their own plans, and the good and the bad are involuntarily.

Wu Song went home, Ling Ling was also very happy, he was now working hard to turn himself into Wu Dalang.

Ling Ling was Wu Song who he only met at noon, he felt that he had become more and more talkative, he had eaten at noon, chatted with Wu Song for a long time, and also knew that Wu Song was doing well, in the afternoon, Wu Song accompanied Ling Ling to sell cakes, and saw that his brother's cakes were sold out quickly and were well received by everyone, and he was also very relieved.

Happy times are always short-lived, and the day passed quickly, and after a period of reluctance, Wu Song left, leaving behind two hundred copper plates, plus Ling Ling's own income from selling cakes, there were also five or six hundred wen. Ling Ling wants to expand the scale, and he can only earn 1 copper plate for each of the baked cakes, which is far from enough, and it seems that he should add a scallion pancake to sell. Now, Ling Ling is getting more and more confused, everything is more difficult than he imagined, he doesn't know what will happen next, he can only sell the cake first, take one step at a time.

It is less than a month away from the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Bianliang City is also more prosperous, and the atmosphere in Yuxian Tower and Alum Tower is also tense, all of which are preparing for the Oiran competition on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Since Yuxianlou lost five years ago, Wang's mother lost the capital, Yuxianlou fell into the disadvantage in the annual Oiran competition, and Alum Lou faintly has a dominant trend.

"Mother Chen, how are the preparations for the Oiran?"

"Ouch, shopkeeper, you also know that there is only Fengxian in our building, is there anything else to prepare?" As she spoke, Chen's mother twisted her waist and came to the back of the shopkeeper Gao and began to pinch her shoulders.

"Hey...... However, we can't lose again this year," the shopkeeper stroked the hand on his right shoulder, his face full of sorrow.

Yes, Yuxianlou can't lose anymore, he's just a shopkeeper, and those powerful people behind him say that he can't lose, so he has to do it anymore. It's just that he also knows that Yuxian Lou is really not as good as a year, and if he wants to win this year, it's difficult.

"Shopkeeper, it's better to be ......," said Chen's mother, who possessed her and whispered in the ear of the executive.

"Yes, how did I forget her" The shopkeeper Gao finally remembered the princess who had been here for more than a month.

Since Wang Po entered the Yuxian Building, she has never been out of her own yard, three meals a day have maids sent in, and there is only one maid who has entered the Wang Po's room, but in the past month, the maid has never seen the shadow of Wang Po, so the up and down in the Yuxian Building seem to have forgotten the existence of Wang Po and Pan Jinlian.

"There is still a month, a month" Wang Po gritted her teeth and muttered to herself, her hands clenched into fists, and her nails sank into the flesh.

"Godmother, what month?" Pan Jinlian, who was practicing dance, stopped.

"It's nothing, hurry up and practice your dance"

Pan Jinlian practiced the dance taught to her by Wang Po, she didn't know what the name of this dance was, and Wang Po didn't tell her. Practicing dance is a very painful thing, at first she was still resisting, but after seeing Wang Po's methods, she could only obediently obey, practicing dance day and night, and slowly seemed to fall in love with dancing, but she wanted to change the dance.

Today's Pan Jinlian has changed a lot, to say that Pan Jinlian in the past fascinated Ximenqing with just one look, then now Pan Jinlian can fascinate all men in the world with one look, a flattering word, it seems that Pan Jinlian has been embodied to the extreme. Whether it is in the eyes, posture, or dancing, there is bewitching everywhere. Of course, Wang Po felt that the name Pan Jinlian was a bit earthy, and it was not worthy of the current Pan Jinlian at all, so she had already thought of a new name, Su Mei, Su is Su Daji's Su, and Mei is the bewitching Mei.

Wang Po watched Pan Jinlian dance the dance she taught, and became more and more satisfied with Pan Jinlian, she could be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and she actually met the legendary charming Tiancheng, with her own heavenly demon dancing, no man could resist.

The Oiran competition, the main thing is dancing, Wang Po is also good at dancing, the sky is chaotic, she has not taught anyone before, because no one is worthy of it. Time is tight, coupled with the beauty of the bones, Wang Po also took out her housekeeping skills, this time on the night of the Oiran, she wants to win, she wants to announce her return to the whole Bianjing City, get back what belongs to her, and by the way, she will collect the interest of these five years, and she will not let go of any of them.

"Mom, the shopkeeper said that he was looking for you for something" The maid's voice came into the inner room, and this maid could enter the outhouse.

Wang Po frowned slightly, for more than a month, the high shopkeeper had not come to look for her, but now she suddenly visited, which made her have to be cautious, but she is now also under the fence and has to see.

"Gao Sheng has seen Mother Wang" The shopkeeper Gao entered the house and bent down slightly when he saw the sitting Wang Po. He is now here to ask someone to do something, and he has to lower his posture, not to mention that the methods of this old woman in front of him make him really afraid, although he is now the shopkeeper in Yuxian Building.

"Say, what's the matter" Wang Po didn't look at the shopkeeper Gao, nor did she let him sit, lowered her head, and gently blew the tea in the tea bowl.

The shopkeeper waved his hand, and the maid and the little maid who came with him retreated. The shopkeeper Gao was still very angry with Wang Po's posture, but he dared not speak out.

"Mom, there's still a month to go until the Mid-Autumn Festival, I don't know ...... you"

Wang Po interrupted the shopkeeper Gao's words.

"Needless to say, you don't have to worry about it, I have my own plans"

"Is there anything else? Let's go out if it's okay."

"Then, Gao Sheng will retire" The shopkeeper Gao waved again, and then walked out.

From beginning to end, Wang Po didn't raise her head, and the shopkeeper didn't see Wang Po's expression, but Wang Po agreed so simply, which made him a little stunned, and he didn't have time to say a lot of good words prepared. He didn't tell Wang Po that he had to win this year, he had his plans, and after this Mid-Autumn Festival, Wang Po still couldn't stay in Yuxian Tower.

In the alum building, Li Yun rubbed her sore temples, she was very busy these days, and it was already a competition without suspense, because of the return of Wang Po, Li Yun felt uneasy, and as the night of the Oiran got closer and closer, this uneasiness became stronger.

Master Li is also very busy, practicing dance, practicing the piano, there is no leisure every day, she doesn't want to be an oiran, but this is Li Yun's request, she can't go against it. As for Ling Ling and Wu Song, they had long been forgotten in their busyness.

Li Shuang'er is a little idle, because she doesn't need to prepare for the Oiran, since she became Li Yun's personal maid, she is destined to become an Oiran, she wants to be, but Li Yun doesn't let it, watching Master Li and others practice dance, she feels awkward, she doesn't want to serve tea and water all day long to do some chores, she has to find a way to appear on the embroidery boat in the Bianhe River on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, only by going up can she have the opportunity to become an Oiran.