"Wang Lang, Jiugong, it's been a busy morning, let's have some meals."

The little lady of the Zhang family took the fritters and bean curd that were set aside separately and gave them to Wang Dong, Jiugong and others to eat. Thinking about the Jiugong and others, the things they sell at home are the first time to eat them.

"Okay, I wanted to try it yesterday, but unfortunately it was sold out," Jiugong sighed, "Thanks to the little lady for keeping an eye on it today, otherwise we will miss it again." ”

After receiving the fritters and bean curd handed by the little lady of the Zhang family, Jiugong remembered something again, and opened his mouth to sing: "Mason, live in a grass house; Textile mother, no clothes. Those who sell salt, drink light soup, farm and eat rice bran ......"

This little ballad, Jiugong sang in a very witty tone, but Wang Dong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Jiugong, are you saying that I squeeze you?" ”

"Hahaha......" everyone laughed.

Wang Dong knew that Jiugong was just singing casually, and he didn't mean anything else, but he couldn't think of a voice, but it suddenly sounded coldly from the side.

"My husband said this, but is he satirizing my Tang Emperor for being mediocre and incompetent, so that the people are living in dire straits?!"

The voice is full of majesty, although immature, but there is a faint condescending temperament.

With the direction of this voice, everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look, but found that two feet away, a girl was standing.

The girl is about ** years old, with a hair on her head, and is wearing a gorgeous white brocade skirt, with excellent embroidery on the brocade skirt, and she knows that it is not ordinary at a glance. At this moment, the girl was looking at Wang Dong, Jiugong and the others with an angry face, exuding a special temperament from her body.

Wang Dong looked at the girl's face, although the girl was only ** years old, but her appearance was naturally beautiful, as bright as the night moon shining in Qionglin, rotten as the morning glow reflecting Zhupu, it is conceivable that when this girl grows up, she must be a beautiful woman with a superb complexion.

"This girl...... There is a lot of history. Wang Dong said secretly in his heart.

Just from the dress, grooming, temperament, and conversation of this girl, it can be inferred that this person is by no means an ordinary child. is that Meng Yao, and the clothes she wears are not so expensive. The Wang family is already a famous family second to none in Taiyuan, but compared with this woman, it seems to be a little worse.

"Hey, you girl, but talk to us?" The girl who Jiugong looked at asked.

The girl stood with her hands tied, the corners of her eyebrows raised: "Naturally." ”

"Little sister, I think you just misunderstood, we were just joking." The lady of the Zhang family seemed to like children very much, and explained patiently with a smile.

"But you joke so casually, it is easy for others to misunderstand, and ......," said the little girl, who looked funny and cute, but before she could finish her words, she was stopped by another voice.

"Hostage, you're running around again." A doting voice came, followed by a graceful and luxurious female figure appearing in front of everyone.

This person, who looks about thirty years old, has a graceful temperament, is beautiful and dignified, and is confident in his gestures, and at this moment the beautiful woman is looking at the girl, her eyes are both helpless and pityful.

The girl stuck out her tongue and walked up to the beautiful woman obediently, and the Latin American woman's hand was coquettish: "A-Niang, people are boring, of course you have to come out for a walk." ”

"However, you don't know the place well, so you can't run around alone." The beautiful woman scratched the girl's nose, and her love was overflowing.

"The hostage has been written down."

As she spoke, the beautiful woman led the girl and wanted to turn away, glancing at Wang Dong and the others here, with an apologetic smile on her face, which could be regarded as apologizing for the girl's "abruptness".

Everyone didn't take the girl's words to heart, and they smiled back, and then watched the two figures, one big and one small, go away.

"Ah, I don't know, whose daughter-in-law this lady is, and her bearing is so extraordinary." Jiugong exclaimed on the side.

The lady of the Zhang family also nodded: "Yes, looking at her teaching to that child, she must be very attentive." ”

"It's not easy." Wang Dong sighed.

"Isn't it easy?" Wang Dong's evaluation is unique, which makes the Seventh Duke and the Zhang family lady look sideways.

After sighing at the mother and daughter, Wang Dong and the others finally began to enjoy their first meal of the day. When the fritters and bean curd were in their stomachs, they suddenly made the three servants borrowed by the nine princes amazed.

"Wow, it's delicious."

"Jiugong, how did you come up with this thing, so much so that I almost swallowed my tongue."

"It's so delicious that it can't stop your mouth."

"Hey, we're telling the truth."

So, the six of them enjoyed the meal beautifully, and then began to leisurely tidy up the stall.

Wang Dong was carrying the basin to the wooden cart, and a figure appeared on the side: "Jiugong, Wang Dong, Sanniang is invited." ”

Jiugong and Wang Dong were stunned for a moment, got up and looked behind the man, but found that in a tearoom a hundred steps away, a man in white was looking this way, this person was Wang Mengyao who came out dressed as a man.

Wang Dong and Jiugong glanced at each other, then gave an order, and followed the man in the direction of the wine shop.

Wang Dong and Jiugong thought that Wang Mengyao was not in the future today, but they didn't expect that she had already arrived, and she was just hiding in the dark to observe.

Meng Yao saw all the hot situation this morning, and she already had a ninety percent plan in her heart. So, inviting Wang Dong and Jiugong to go is to plan the next step.

Wang Dong and Jiugong entered the tea shop, came to the window, and knelt down.

Jiu Gongdao: "The old slave thought that Sanniang couldn't come today because of his business, but now it seems that Sanniang should have been here for a morning." ”

Sanniang nodded: "That's right." ”

"How does Sanniang feel?"

"It was completely unexpected," Sanniang thought for a moment, and then corrected, "It should be said that it was beyond everyone's expectations." ”

Sanniang's words are good, this morning, the business is booming. It was something that Wang Dong and Jiugong had never expected. Initially, Wang Dong had to prepare a stone of flour to make dough, and Jiu Gongshang was worried that there would be a surplus. Unexpectedly, one stone of flour is far from enough.

This morning, they actually used up all the three stone flour they brought back from the grain store yesterday, and the sales were booming, far exceeding their expectations.

Under such achievements, Wang Dong and Jiugong are naturally full of confidence.

Wang Dong looked at Sanniang and said, "So has Sanniang decided to cooperate with us?" ”

"Cooperation, there is no problem." Sanniang's eyes stared at Wang Dong, "It's just that I don't know if you have a specific implementation plan?" ”

"There is no specific plan for the time being." Wang Dong said, "However, as long as Sanniang decides, Jiugong and I will definitely come up with a most suitable plan." ”

"Okay, it's up to you." Sanniang's words can be regarded as agreeing to the cooperation plan proposed by Wang Dong before.