With the support of Emperor Jingxiao's plaque, Zhengrong planned to open a branch. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info originally saw that Song Zizhou was not favored, she was still a little prejudiced against today's saints, but now it's still good to look at it!

Zheng Rong relieved himself to hand over the bran hall to Zhao Tian and returned to Shenma Village alone.

Bauhinia held a small basket and was busy picking beans in the small vegetable garden, while Zhengrong sat comfortably on the rocking chair, sipping the cup of good Biluochun, while pondering whether to buy two little maids for the family.

At night, Zhengrong entered the space and went straight to the Wangchun Pavilion, which was empty, and the lotus pods in the lotus pond had withered. Zhengrong sat for a while and felt a little cold, so he left a note and asked Song Zizhou to see him in Wangchun Pavilion tomorrow.

The Lu people were defeated and returned, and for a while the southern Xinjiang was all stable, Song Zizhou survived the nausea at the beginning, and now his mood has calmed down, and he also followed the soldiers to fight in the ring, and the martial arts have grown a lot, and the soldiers have become more and more respectful to him.

Song Zizhou strode into the tent, took off the money from his waist and put it on the desk, waved his hand, and sent Sanshunzi out.

I changed into my regular clothes, turned off the lights, flashed into the space, and read the military book in the space for an hour as usual, and then walked towards the Wangchun Pavilion in the moonlight.

Passing through the lotus pond and looking at the withered lotus canopy, it turns out that it has been in this space for half a year, and I don't know if Zhengrong will come tonight.

In summer, this Wangchun Pavilion is indeed a good place to escape the heat and enjoy the coolness, but in late autumn it is a little unsatisfactory......

Song Zizhou has internal strength to protect his body, even in winter, he can wear a thin shirt, and he suddenly realized when he looked at the note left by Zheng Rong, no wonder he couldn't meet Zheng Rong in the space recently, it turned out to be cold.

Seeing that the sky was almost time for tea before Hai Shi, Song Zizhou didn't toss back and forth, where was he idle?

Song Zizhou made a gesture and began to practice the newly learned palm technique, this child can also be regarded as a martial arts wizard, this set of endless palms he has only practiced for the second time, but it is already quite powerful.

It was this scene that Zheng Rong came to see, showing a thoughtful look, a person's success is not all accidental, there must be far more than ordinary people behind him.

Others just envy Song Zizhou's success at a young age, but they don't know that he is still practicing even after waiting for so long.

Zheng Rong no longer dared to treat Song Zizhou as a nine-year-old boy who grew up in a modern greenhouse, so she restrained her mind, and when Song Zizhou finished playing a set of palm techniques and made a gesture to stop her hand, she slowly applauded.

Song Zizhou looked back and saw that Zheng Rong was coming, so he smiled at her, Zheng Rong somehow suddenly thought of the famous sentence in "Long Song Xing": "Looking back and smiling, the three palaces have no color." ”

Song Zizhou has not developed for the second time, just because he is stronger than other teenagers in practice, but his face is like the first beauty in the capital in the past, his mother and concubine.

Zhengrong looked at Song Zizhou under the moon and was in a trance, until he heard Song Zizhou say, "You are here." ”

Only then did she come back to her senses, and she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in her heart, all types of male stars in modern times had never made her obsessed, and now she was distracted by the nineteen-year-old Xiao Zhengtai, and secretly spit on herself in her heart.

On his face, he didn't show it, he still nodded lightly, and opened his mouth to call him by his name, "Song Zizhou, you might help me again?" ”

Song Zizhou had never met such a reasonable person to ask him for help, and he was also surprised, "Oh? What's the rush this time? Let's hear about it. ”

Zheng Rong also noticed that his tone was a little stiff, and he was biting his lower lip to reflect, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but raise his head, huh? He wasn't even angry? This kid has a good temperament!

This time, he softened his tone, and thought twice in his heart before saying, "I plan to open a branch for Bran, but I don't have enough manpower, so I want to ask you for help." ”

Song Zizhou listened to Zheng Rong's honorific words, and somehow felt a little awkward in his heart, but he couldn't find a mistake. He frowned, "What's so hard about that?" But do you have a vision of where your next branch will be? ”

Zhengrong looked at him pretending to be old, and just wanted to go up and rub two handfuls, pressing his hands, "I think about it, I plan to drive in Qinghe Town, where Pingdu Town is very close and easy to transport; Second, I'm familiar with it too. ”

Song Zizhou nodded when he heard this, but asked worriedly, "Aren't you afraid of being recognized?" ”

Zhengrong didn't think so, "I don't often go to Qinghe Town, just let the shopkeeper go, and besides, I look like this now, I'm afraid my mother doesn't know me anymore......"

Zhengrong's words are not bad, although she can't afford to wear expensive clothes such as Shu brocade, she is also well-dressed and decent, and then there is Sun Moon Lake's conditioning, she is such a small family with a furrow in her chest and outstanding temperament, no one will associate her with the original Erya.

Song Zizhou knew that she had an idea in her heart, so she must have a way to deal with it, so she didn't talk anymore, "Okay, you wait in the store, someone will come to you after a while." ”

......

Song Zizhou's time made Zhengrong wait for half a month. Zheng Rong knew that there were no communication tools here, and Song Zizhou was far away in southern Xinjiang, and there were people in place every month, which was already very efficient.

The person named Wang Xian gave him ten taels of gold, and he became a shopkeeper with ease.

This Wang Xian is not a mediocre talent, and he sent a message to Zhengrong in only seven days, and everything was in place, just waiting for the goods to be delivered.

Zheng Rong personally took 300 catties of flour to Qinghe Town to take a look, it is a good location, facing south on the main street, adjacent to Wuweiju.

"Owner, do you think this location is feasible? I've looked for Mr. Feng Shui, and this lot is rich! Wang Xian watched the owner coming, and Baba stepped forward to explain.

Zheng Rong listened, and there was no extra expression, "You have a heart." ”

Wang Xian was very worried, is this owner satisfied or dissatisfied? He continued, "Thanks to the generosity of the owner and the amount of money he gave, he would not have been able to rent such a good location." ”

Zheng Rong didn't want to listen to him too much compliment, but he also knew that the sleek temperament of doing business was just right, "You still follow the old rules, ten catties of flour a day, and the one with the highest price will get it." Wuliangye will be delivered to you in a few days. ”

After inspecting the store, I felt that it was okay, and it generally looked like the style of Pingdu Town, so I walked out of the store and confessed, "I live in Fuman Building for a few days, if you have any questions, feel free to ask me." ”