"He is also the proprietor of a small shop now, I will let him take a profit, and find him for trivial matters in the future! In the next two days, he will bring a group of clever little maids, both men and women, and you can find a yard to arrange it when the time comes!" The splendid cloak crossed the sharp arc with the cold wind, and the originally soft tone was reflected in the cold and ruthless. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"His surname is Du, his name is Zixiu, the one on South Street with the plaque of the Du family is all his shop, if he is not in the store, go there to find him, if he is not there, he can't solve it, come to me!"

"Write it down!" Qian Zerui followed behind Jinxiu, his face was respectful, and he took two steps forward to push open the door of the green bamboo on the third floor, making a gesture of invitation.

"Uncle Qian, please!" Jinxiu also stretched out his right hand, smiling gently, without the slightest bit of the vigorous and resolute appearance just now, completely looking like a delicate woman, even if the fox like Qian Zerui was a little dumbfounded when he saw this change, when he came back to his senses, he had been pushed into the room by Jinxiu, and there were two packages on the table, Jinxiu smiled, and took two steps to sit at the table.

"It's better for Uncle Qian to open it with his own hands!" The morning sun was reflected in the window lattice, and the splendid half-squinted eyes and spoke in a lazy tone.

Qian Zerui didn't mind at all, he wanted to pick up the package but was shocked by the strength, and muttered secretly in his heart, is it iron?

The package was peeled off layer by layer, and Qian Zerui's breathing was unprecedentedly tight, and he suddenly lifted the last layer of cover, and saw a row of knives like silver and iron neatly lined up in it. There are also forks and chopsticks, which are a set of utensils at first glance, and Qian Zerui is already thinking about what kind of tableware is more suitable for it at this time!

"Owner, this so-called knife and fork placement is also exquisite!" Qian Zerui tried to use it one by one, and did not forget to ask in his mouth.

.“ Naturally, there is, Du Zixiu brought people over, you must personally accept the deed of sale, and then rent a house to settle them, preferably across the courtyard, men and women are separated, so as not to make any mess. Jinxiu poured herself a cup of tea and arranged what she had thought about a long time ago.

"When the time comes, I will teach in person, and Uncle Qian will definitely take a few more looks." What Jinxiu said was conclusive, as if it had been determined a long time ago.

"You can afford to look at uncle, uncle will naturally not embarrass you, the shopkeeper of the ready-to-wear store has already finished work this morning, I have already let them hang up, presumably it will be open for business in three or five days!" Qian Zerui's face flushed when he said this! It can be seen that he is very excited, this is not only his owner's first store, but he also sees his own near future.

"These days, you two have worked hard!" Jinxiu squinted and smiled softer.

"Put away the knives and don't let people see them!" Elegantly stroked his sleeves, Jinxiu stood up and said goodbye to Qian Zerui, "There is still something at home, I'll come back tomorrow!"

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Even if he was as calm as a splendid scene, it was difficult to hide his joy when he looked at the successful installation of the stove, Yuesheng skillfully ignited the firewood, put it into the stove slightly jerky, and put the walls back to their original places, and soon the raging heat inside illuminated Yuesheng's vision, which made his eyes widen all of a sudden.

Even if there is a kang in the wing room can be used for winter to warm up, but it can't be put in the house, so easy and freehand, if you boil a pot of tea and sit by the stove, just think about it is very comfortable!

"Girl, is there one of mine?" The old village chief squatted beside Yuesheng without any image, no cigarette pouches and pots were gone, staring at the stove with bright eyes, pointing to the pile of stove chimneys left over from the car.