Standing in the afternoon sun, surrounded by a bustling crowd, but no one could give her any help, Gu Qingzhu looked up blankly, and saw the banner of Sansheng Tea Store not far in front of her rolling in the wind.

She habitually touched the red rattan bracelet on her left wrist, although the spring tea has not yet sprouted, she will ask the price a little too early, but last year her tea cakes were very popular with the Han shopkeeper, this year to talk to him, maybe you can be accommodating, a little credit money to get through the difficult time.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingzhu took a deep breath and walked over with the bamboo basket on his back, Xu Wei didn't even have any customers in the shop, but even the shopkeeper and his men couldn't see anyone.

Gu Qingzhu hesitated and walked to the counter, put the bamboo basket at his feet, and asked in a low voice, "Is anyone there?" ”

No one answered, Gu Qingzhu didn't leave for a while, nor did she stay, after a pause, she put her hands on the cabinet, mustered up her courage, and shouted again to the back hall: "Shopkeeper Han, are you there?" ”

After waiting for four or five breaths, a calm voice came from behind, "Here, who?" ”

"It's me......" Gu Qingzhu, who was hesitating, hurriedly responded.

The thick door curtain was opened, and a man of medium height forty feet away came out, he saw Gu Qingzhu, and a smile immediately appeared on his face, but before he could speak, a young man about twenty years old walked out closely.

A long and upright royal blue brocade robe embroidered with ink bamboo, a green jade bundle of hair on his head, his feet are sprinkled with gold, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, his temples are like knife cuts, his phoenix eyes and high nose, his jade face is black, his skin is better than Fu Fan He Lang, and his appearance is better than that of Xu Gong in the north of the city, and it is a rare good color in the world.

"Uncle Han, my mouth is dry, you can give it to me!" The young man looked impatient, and asked all the way.

"The master has already said first, the third master should not embarrass Lao Han!" Shopkeeper Han shook his head stubbornly.

"Then I won't leave!" The young man sat behind the counter with his back angrily, holding his hands on his chest and slanting at the shopkeeper Han, looking like a child who couldn't ask for candy and cheated on him.

"This ......, the third master cares about it, and there are still others." Shopkeeper Han glanced at Gu Qingzhu and said in a low voice.

The young man turned his head, only to find Gu Qingzhu standing outside the counter, with a goose egg face, willow eyebrows, a pair of bright apricot eyes, and a few naughty freckles on the tip of his nose.

Gu Qingzhu's ten fingers are slender and slender, the knuckles are not obvious, like straight onions, the neatly trimmed nails are smooth and full, with a pearl-like pink and moist luster, and the red rattan bracelet on her left wrist is shiny and simple, half hanging on the back of her hand, which makes her hands white and smooth.

Being stared at unscrupulously by the young man in front of her, Gu Qingzhu was very annoyed in her heart, only to feel embarrassed on her face, she shrunk her hand into a fist, retreated under the counter, and then turned her back behind her.

Shopkeeper Han saw that the young man didn't speak for a long time, his eyes were dull, and he stared at Gu Qingzhu in a daze, just afraid that he would have hysteria again.

He is Mu Jincheng, the third master of the Mu family, although he is not a weapon, but he is the treasure of the old lady and his wife, if it is for a mere five hundred taels of silver, there is a little fork in the shop he manages, he not only can't please the owner's good, but also may have smashed his job.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly took a silver ticket of five hundred taels from the cash box on the counter, stuffed it into Mu Jincheng's hand, and coaxed him: "It's just this once, not an example." ”

"It's good to be like this earlier!" Mu Jincheng took the silver ticket, and also woke up from his chaotic thoughts, he retracted his gaze, got up to dust off the dust on his body, and walked past Gu Qingzhu with his head raised, as if it was not him who was staring at people with squinting eyes just now.

His little servant Bao Ying was hidden behind the big elm tree across the street, and when he saw him go out, he greeted him with a smile: "Master, a country girl went in just now, but it made me anxious, she is not bad, right?" ”

"Thanks to her for coming to the door just now, otherwise, according to Han Shouyi's stubborn temperament, how could it be so easy to give!" As he spoke, Mu Jincheng rubbed the silver ticket he was holding in his hand on his side, trying to find a gap.

At this moment, his mind was still full of Gu Qingzhu's unforgettable jade-like hands, and his words and actions were inevitably all based on his nature.

"Third master......" Bao Ying saw him like this, and knew that he was confused again, and hurriedly pulled his sleeve, meaning that he put the silver ticket into his sleeve pocket.

"Nonsense, where is the second master of the Qian family?" Mu Jincheng looked at Baoying's movements, accustomed to it, and for a while, his mind returned, his hand was slightly raised, and he naturally held the silver ticket in his sleeve.

"Third master, let's go south." Bao Ying nodded and led the way.

"What is the south and the north, is it not begging, and you don't want to lead the way!" Mu Jincheng was a little annoyed and made a gesture to kick him.

"Okay!" Baoying Monkey Spirit, Monkey Spirit, ran to the front as soon as he slipped away.

Mu Jincheng sighed inaudibly, everyone else thought he was a fool who often had hysteria, and he was a stupid and dull loser, only he knew the reason, but who could he say this?

Who can believe the absurd and bizarre things he has experienced?