Since Jian Jiao and Jane's father signed a deed with this "waste wood carrier pigeon express", they have been placed in a house north of Bianjing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the beginning of the day after the snow, the sunlight scattered on the snow, twinkling and flashing.

Jian Jiao, who was bored, took a rolling pin from the kitchen, stretched her arms and legs, and refreshed her muscles and bones.

Speaking of which, Jian Jiao is also an orphan raised by Jian's father, but unfortunately her qualifications for bird training are not very good. Dancing knives and swords, and engaging in sumo wrestling, but there are two brushes.

Now the "Waste Wood Pigeon Express" has more than 800 pigeons, one or two hundred eagle falcons, divided into two areas, covered with barbed wire, let Daddy Jian be in charge, and dozens of apprentices are being trained.

Thinking of this, she clenched the rolling pin in her hand, and used a little more force, and the dance stick was like a strong wind, and the momentum was like lightning.

Standing not far away, who made a special trip to find Jian Jiao today, Chai Lin and Fang Zhongyong, saw such a wonderful use of the rolling pin, and they were also straightforward.

Since the day Fang Zhongyong was beaten, he rode the same horse with this Jian Jiao and felt the happiness of the two soft clouds, mountains and misty seas, and opened the idea of making this sumo hot girl Jian Jiao their bandeau shop and signature supermodel.

The name of the bandeau shop has long been thought of, and it is called "Victoria's Secret Angel".

In the past few days, Comrade Fang Zhongyong has worked hard to create day and night, one by one, shocking, multi-functional, fashionable bandeaus, and many hot sumo clothes, and so the tailor has been cut and done, and this day is finally free, so I came to find this Jian Jiao.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw her unique skill, and I felt that this skill of playing with a rolling pin casually sold her to that restaurant and tea shop, and performed when the guests were eating.

And then the eggs.

Although in the laws of the Great Song Dynasty, personal contracts were completely freely concluded, but in Fang Zhongyong's previous life, buying and selling women and human beings was a very evil word, and it was inevitable to uphold a kind of habitual refusal.

To get back to the point, when model Jian Jiao was brought into the inner room by Fang Zhongyong, Chai Lin, and a new favorite maid with an Internet celebrity face, Hongdou, to explain her intentions, Jian Jiao's expression was refused.

In the end, it was the red bean girl who grinded hard and used her beauty tricks, so she half-dragged and half-coaxed Jian Jiao in.

It's not that this Jane Jiao can't let go of any clothes.

The clothes of women in the Song Dynasty, especially the summer clothes, are all bandeau and gowns, this very cool shape is left in the ancient paintings, the Northern Song Dynasty inherited the Tang style, women are very cheerful, and the culture is enlightened. Jian Jiao, as a female sumo wrestler, has never seen any kind of hot outfit.

She resisted, the key was that the impression left on her by Chai Lin and Fang Zhongyong was not so good.

I just entered the suite that was ready to change clothes, and the inner one, but I saw the maid red bean, and I also came in.

Jian Jiao's strange "Huh? "What, what are you?" ”

Hongdou smiled charmingly, first moved the charcoal fire in the outer room in, baked it warmly, and then said: "Jiao Niang, the maid will serve you to change your clothes." ”

"Uh-" Jian Jiao was a little uncomfortable, took two steps back, and took the dozen underwear from Hongdou's hand: "No, no, I'll do it myself." ”

As she spoke, she took off her heavy winter coat as she divided it by two.

The graceful and incomprehensible stunner figure, just like that, was suddenly shiny in front of the red bean.

Hongdou looked at Jian Jiao, then looked at his chest, sighed long, and comforted himself in his heart for a while: Fortunately, with new underwear on top, it is not a loss.

Jian Jiao here, after picking up the underwear, made a difficulty.

Seeing this, Hongdou hurried over and carried out the first wave of training: "It's better to help Jiao Niang wear it." ”

As he spoke, Hongdou put Jian Jiao's two arms into the silk belts on both sides, tied her from behind, according to the size, and then marked them with painting stones.

Because it was the first time to try, I didn't use a buckle design, but a strap design to facilitate the adjustment of the bust circumference.

"It's a little too hard, and it's uncomfortable to the chest. But it looks pretty good. Jian Jiao gave a neutral review.

"Maybe it's not the right size, take a bigger one, give it a try." Hongdou took out another one of the same style and a larger number from a pile of underwear and handed it to Jian Jiao.

In this way, tossing several times, this style of underwear can be regarded as finding one, the right size.

"Let's try the next one." There was a hint of excitement on Jian Jiao's face. She felt that when fighting on weekdays, the two *** who were not very flexible were wrapped in underwear, which made them feel more light and portable; She saw that after the modification of underwear, the more perfect curves were a little intoxicated and a little proud.

"Okay." The red beans are very cooperative. As the only "lucky person" who was selected among more than a dozen maids and could participate in the operation and sharing of underwear stores, Hongdou looked at the "cash cow" in front of him, and he was very attentive and carried out some popular science:

"This one has wide straps; This one has narrow straps; This is strapless; This is a double-row; This is single-row; This is a wire loop; This is wire-free; This is the constricted type; This is the front buckle type; This is massaged with essential oils and water bags; This is used for the winter; This is the ...... used in summer."

Jian Jiao tried, and her lips couldn't help but smile full.

"Who came up with these?" Jian Jiao smiled while gently lifting her breasts inward and changing into a "sporty" underwear. Then he reached out and put on the sumo suit that was very flamboyant.

"It's all Fang Zhongyong's son, the manuscript designed, the cousin of the maid's family, someone is the one who opened the tailor's shop, and then made it together. We are ready for you to wear this full set of underwear and sumo costumes when you are in sumo matches. The corner of the red bean said very neatly.

"What are these?" Jian Jiao pointed to a few half-shell shapes, fabrics of the same color as sumo wrestlers, and rusted marked sponge mats.

"This, as if I heard Fang Gongzi say yesterday, is a protective gear, elbow pad, and knee pad.

But how to use it exactly, the maid is not very clear, if Jiao Niang you think it is okay, the maid will call Fang Gongzi who is eating tea outside and them in, and let Fang Gongzi tell us about it, Jiao Niang, what do you say? "The red beans look so sweet.

"Okay." Jian Jiao is a bold and accustomed girl, although she has a Lin Chiling-like figure. When she heard that these things were actually designed by Fang Zhongyong, she didn't expect him to be so careful about girls' things, and she suddenly had a good impression in her heart, so she naturally didn't refuse anymore.

Hongdou was about to call Fang Zhongyong, and Chai Lin and the others came in, but they heard Jian Jiao behind them say loudly: "Just call Fang Gongzi in, and the others don't have to come in together." ”

The sound was loud, and Chai Lin, who was outside, choked on a sip of tea.

"Cut, rare." Chai Lin was very sour, glanced at Fang Zhongyong, turned his back, and continued to tease the snow-white parrot at hand.

Fang Zhongyong walked into the inner room, the warm room was really a little too hot, and the Jian Jiao, and the hot mess, he was straight in his nose, swishing with hot blood, sucking and sucking.

When Jian Jiao saw Fang Zhongyong coming in, she didn't say much, she rolled up the knee pads, elbow pads, and wrist pads, and threw them at Fang Zhongyong: "I have the son of Lao Fang to help me put them on." ”

Fang Zhongyong looked at Jian Jiao, and his instinctive hormonal reaction was a little overwhelmed, what a big benefit, isn't this a job of touching his arms and legs?

He looked at Jian Jiao, with her plump and delicate arms and legs, and walked over step by step, risking the possibility of being beaten into the same group of jailers, calmly, and helped Jian Jiao tie the protective gear, and explained that the protective gear can provide protection for Jian Jiao in sumo wrestling.

Jian Jiao looked at Fang Zhongyong, who was sweating from the charcoal fire, and had an infinite affection for this meticulous and calm man in her heart.

She naturally didn't know that Fang Zhongyong was shocked by her force value, and her evil thoughts were a little less.

……

Fan Zhongyan sat in the hall, looking at the main book next to him and handed over the roster of the Black Seal Workshop.

After looking at it for a while, he frowned, put down the roster, and turned to the main book:

"That's all? According to these numbers of printing workshops, and each printing workshop, the basic materials such as cement and printing oil purchased every year, as well as the number of printed volumes, I am afraid that there are still a lot of leaks. ”

The main bookkeeper's face was full of black lines, and he said helplessly: "Adult Mingjian, no matter how small it is, I'm afraid it will be more difficult to check, and the place of work is not fixed, it is a one-family workshop, and it is not easy to start with it." ”

Fan Zhongyan squinted at the main book, combed his beard again, and said with a smile:

"You try to think differently. It's hard to go straight to the den, but isn't it easy to start with the seller of raw materials and follow the direction of material outflow?

Kaifeng Mansion sells print-related materials every year, just a few large households, starting from the sales of these bookkeeping, and account books, secretly send people to visit, go down the vine, and slip through the net, although it is not absolutely nothing, but it is always much less. ”

"Your Excellency is wise," said the chief bookkeeper with an innocent face, as if it were true or false, "my subordinates will go and order." ”