I can't even remember when our lives began to go hand in hand, and when we began to go our separate ways, drift apart, and finally go our separate ways. - Mo Xiangsi

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The more Mo Xiangsi spoke, the happier he became, and the ideas came out like living water that had opened the floodgates: "Steward Fang, I thought that these days since the embroidery girls of the Fang family have no cloth to weave, then, we will also give them silver, but not for nothing, so let them all come up with ideas, these embroidery girls must also be old and experienced, and there must be young brains, so you let a few of them go together to give me ideas, thinking about how to make the Fang family's silk better."

Also, that is, although silk is all about excellence, what to say is to do well is their own face, one by one to send silk in the palace, but in fact, most of the people who wear the most clothes are ordinary people like us, they Li family keep improving, we can think of a way, how to reduce the cost of silk, so that more people can buy our cloth, this is not only silk, but also other fabrics, like what cotton, hemp, look at the addition of silk, is there a way to do as good as real silk, Just as glamorous! ”

Mo Xiangsi spit out all the things she had thought of in the past few days and Fang Zhong, because Mo Xiangsi was a monk halfway through business after all, and her thinking was not limited by those rules and regulations, her brain was already alive, and now she would say whatever she thought of, and she didn't care if it could be done or not, she only discussed with Fang Zhong. But Mo Xiangsi's thoughts have been in contact with business since childhood. But Fang Zhong, who was also imprisoned by the existing business, seemed to be a fantasy, although Xu Fangzhong thought it was not feasible, but Fang Zhong was also an enlightened person. Some of Mo Xiangsi's words also made him suddenly brightened: "I will remember all the words of Madame, let them try the same." ”

Mo Xiangsi nodded, and talked to Fang Zhong for a while, but he didn't want to, it was almost noon after chatting like this.

However, it has been raining for almost a month. I can't tell if it's morning or night. It's just that after finishing speaking, Mo Xiangsi felt very hungry.

Fang Zhong is such a good deal. The one qiē that Mo Xiangsi said today is only 300,000 taels of silver is enough, and now that they have enough silver, they will try it so extravagantly. Yes, too.

But when Mo Xiangsi heard that it was only 300,000 taels, he was speechless, and now he could only think of this, after wasting these three or five days and nights, he still couldn't spend the silver given by Long Yuan, alas, is he so incompetent?

Seeing Mo Xiangsi depressed, Fang Zhong smiled gently: "Madame, don't worry, the coming day will be long." The Fang family's existing shop is finished, but the old slave feels that there is a place now. Maybe I can help Mrs. a thing or two. ”

Mo Xiangsi's eyes lit up: "Where?" ”

Fang Zhong smiled and said, "Teahouse." ”

Mo Xiangsi raised his eyebrows: "Biyue Tea House? ”

Fang Zhong shook his head with a smile and said: "Definitely, although Biyue Tea House is also similar to a tea house, but its owner has run this tea house too well, although there are many businessmen and celebrities, but every word and deed is extremely well protected, and outsiders can't hear any useful news." The teahouse that the old slave said is the most lively teahouse for storytelling and opera. ”

Mo Xiangsi was curious. went to wash and change clothes first, Fang Zhong had already gone to give a brief explanation of what Mo Xiangsi had just told him, and then arranged for a car to send Mo Xiangsi to the teahouse, drink tea and listen to books with snacks. And this time Fang Zhong said that he didn't follow, Fang had a lot of family affairs, after all, Fang Zhong couldn't be by Mo Xiangsi's side all the time, Fang Zhong saw that there were many things that Mo Xiangsi could comprehend by himself.

Mo Xiangsi only brought Jin'er when she went out, Xiu'er wanted to stay at home to take care of Fang Jin, Mo Xiangsi thought about it and instructed the housekeeper a few more words, saying that the Fang family should buy a few more maids to come in and serve.

Fang Zhong responded and went to get busy.

Mo Xiangsi looked at the place where the carriage stopped, this is the largest and most lively teahouse in Hangzhou - Qingyi Teahouse, but it is only a small building on the street, open on the street, but it is very lively. There are people from three religions and nine streams here, and there are not so many rules, which makes Mo Xiangsi feel rare and comfortable.

She let Jin'er not have to be rigid and polite, and sat down at a table with her, Jin'er hesitated for a long time but still listened to Mo Xiangsi's meaning, after all, she could also see that Mo Xiangsi was a person with a true temperament, and Mo Xiangsi also took a fancy to Jin'er and herself and had a little deed, so she took her in and out.

Jin'er gave Mo Xiangsi a meal and snacks, and Mo Xiangsi was already eating peanuts and rice, and began to listen to the old man on the stage with bated breath, ready to tell a story.

The old man's beard was gray, but his voice was loud: "Hello guests, let's continue what we said yesterday today, and last time we said that this Demon Infant Sword was in the hands of the God Killer Demon Baby......

The peanuts that Mo Xiangsi brought to his mouth stopped suddenly.

Demon Baby, Big Brother.

After a few months, I finally heard your news again, but I didn't expect to be here, and at this time, I have married a woman to support the honor and disgrace of a family, and you have become a legendary figure in the story of the old storyteller.

"That night, the demon baby who had been hidden for many years was identified by someone, and under the siege of the rivers and lakes, the demonic nature of the demon baby sword was awakened! He turned into a killing god and slaughtered the high-rollers in the rivers and lakes, just like when he took the puppet iron cavalry of the Qilin Kingdom to sweep Zhongzhou......"

Mo Xiangsi's hand raised to her mouth finally slowly put down, memories and the past lingered in her chest, she suddenly felt that she couldn't eat anything, just followed the old man's perhaps distorted description, and the memory went back to the past little by little, back to those bloody pasts.

That night, after the demon baby left, there was no trace, and the people in Zhongzhou and even the court were issuing arrest orders, but there was still no news of the demon baby. But he didn't want to, two months later, the demon baby had already crossed the border between Zhongzhou and Qilin and returned to Qilin country. ”

Mo Xiangsi lost his mind when he listened, did the senior brother really go back to his own country as Long Yuan said?

However, as soon as this demon baby returned to the country of Qilin, something earth-shattering happened in this country of Qilin. The little emperor of Qi Linguo, who is also the younger brother of this demon baby, Xiao Zhe, has disappeared! This matter has to start with Huashan's sword. Speaking of this, Huashan is about the sword......"

Mo Xiangsi had no intention of listening to his description of Huashan's sword discussion one by one, but what Mo Xiangsi remembered, the young man who stopped the senior brother in the dueling arena that day, was the senior brother's own brother? Is he missing?

At this time, Jin'er had already brought the prepared meals over, put them in front of Mo Xiangsi one by one, and introduced Mo Xiangsi to him: "Madam, you are new to Hangzhou, although this Qingyi Tea House is mainly for tea, there are also a few special dishes that are good......

"Shut up!" Mo Xiangsi drank her, pulled away Jin'er who was blocking in front of him, and still listened to the old man with bated breath.

"It turns out that the little emperor of Qilinguo came to the Central Plains in order to get back the relics of his deceased brother, but he didn't want to go to Huashan at that time, and the little emperor disappeared.

Mo Xiangsi was clear, no wonder the people in Qilinguo on the mountain were so fierce, they had to see themselves and their senior brother, but when they went down the mountain, they never saw anyone from Qilinguo again. I see.

"The demon baby also knew that his younger brother had been kidnapped, so he searched in Zhongzhou for two months, but the search was fruitless, so he returned to Qilinguo alone and supported the panicked internal party and government of Qilinguo. It is said that after the civil strife was quelled, this god-killing demon baby declared war on the Central Plains, and was so rampant that he issued a war post against my Zhongzhou, saying that if he did not return to the little emperor of Qilin State, he would raise troops to attack and wash the Central Plains in blood! ”

Mo Xiangsi's nails are fiercely embedded in the flesh, is the senior brother going to fight with Zhongzhou? But how can his body bear the pain of the war, the continuous rush?

"The appearance of the god and demon baby has also caused a sensation in the Central Plains, how did the god of killing the Central Plains wash the blood, the old man is still vivid, how can our saint be willing to start war again? The saint also sent an envoy to negotiate, saying that it was not the emperor who had kidnapped the little emperor of the Qilin country at all, but how could the demon baby be willing to listen, just to see that the Qilin country had already begun to deploy troops and generals, and planned to overwhelm the territory with heavy troops! Listening to the name of this killing god, no one in Zhongzhou is afraid, only Song Yi, the general of the cavalry, took the initiative to ask for ......"

In the teahouse, not only to listen to the people above, but also to listen to the people below, the old man above was talking, and the people underground were also discussing: "This cavalry general is young and vigorous, but he has never really experienced the era of killing gods, and naturally he doesn't know how powerful this demon baby is......"

Mo Xiangsi listened to the meaning of their words, and was quite optimistic about this cavalry general, but how did they know the current condition of Yun Liuxiao's body?

I only heard the old man talk about the transfer of troops for a long time, Mo Xiangsi couldn't listen to a word, they were all characters she didn't know. But the people below are all talking about it: "Alas, as the saying goes, the soldiers and horses have not moved the grain and grass first, and now since the war between the two countries is imminent, the grain and grass are naturally none other than our Suzhou and Hangzhou, after all, as the saying goes, Suzhou and Shanghai are ripe, and the world is full, but you look at the continuous rainy weather of this month, it is also not encountered in ten years, and I am afraid that a flood is inevitable." This year, not to mention the war, I'm afraid that Suzhou and Hangzhou will also have the imperial court to come to relieve the disaster! ”

"Yes, this is a big disadvantage for our Zhongzhou."

"Alas, this war, military salary, must also have our Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce to contribute."

"Yes, hurry up and go home to clear the silver, whoever has silver in the house will bleed heavily."

"Alas, why do you want to fight again, if this is a war, the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce, which has just prospered, is afraid that it will not be able to make up for it in another three or five years."

Mo Xiangsi looked at the weather outside the window, her brows furrowed tightly, but her eyes gradually drifted away, Mo Xiangsi suddenly got up: "Jin'er, let's go home!" You go to the butler and say that I have something important to see him urgently. (To be continued)

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