Chapter 177: You Have a Story, I Have Wine (3)
The old man was stunned, and the old man's voice sounded a little excitedly: "How much does the girl want?" These are all vegetables grown by my wife herself, which are very cheap, and everything is a penny and a pound. β
It's nice to have a business when you first came, and it's still such a beautiful little girl.
Mo Jiuhua smiled and nodded: "Then give me a pound for everything." β
"Okay."
Seeing that the old man weighed the dishes, Mo Jiuhua gave her a few copper coins in his hand, and then turned around and went back to the store with the vegetables.
It was only when she stepped into the threshold that her steps suddenly paused, and then she turned her head as if she felt something, and looked in the direction of the left.
Although he couldn't see his face clearly for the time being, he could know that the other party was a son dressed in white and with an elegant temperament.
It seems that the other party still has a burden on his back.
Although she didn't see her face clearly, with that familiar feeling, Mo Jiuhua could already conclude that this son was the target of her strategy, Bai Shuyi.
The beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and for a moment, the corners of Mo Jiuhua's lips hooked up a shallow smile, and then returned to the tavern without looking back.
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Dressed in a white coat, his black hair was draped behind him, and he was tightly erected by a white headband.
There was a shallow smile on that handsome and extraordinary face, and the temperament of the whole person was extremely clean and elegant, looking like a fairy without a trace of dust.
He carried a flaxen-colored baggage on his arm that was completely inconsistent with his temperament.
But that doesn't detract from how he feels.
- Elegant, gentle and clean.
This is the thought of everyone who saw him on the street at this time.
As soon as the girl with the store went out, she saw such a jade boy passing by, and immediately stood in place.
But the girl's family was reserved, and they didn't want to speak rashly, so they had to watch each other leave with reluctance and intent.
Bai Shuyi walked calmly on the side of the street.
It seems to be a waveless gaze, but it scans the shops where you can rest without a trace.
Suddenly, his eyes paused, and his steps stopped, looking at the words on the plaque.
ββCome to the Book Wine Workshop.
The name is very poetic.
Just as Bai Shuyi was hesitating to go in, a slight sound came from above.
He looked up slightly, and saw that on the second floor of the bookstore, one of the windows was opened and fixed.
Then, a beautiful woman poked her head out.
The eyes of the two met at once.
Looking at each other for a moment, Bai Shuyi smiled gently at her, nodded slightly, and entered the book wine shop without hesitation.
After entering the wine shop, Bai Shuyi only slightly looked at the layout of the store, and then stood up in an orderly manner, waiting for the owner to appear.
In a few seconds, however, there was a slight sound of footsteps at the top of the staircase.
The voice was very light, and when I heard it, it was the footsteps of a woman.
Bai Shuyi raised his eyes and looked at it, his eyes moving slightly.
Was...... Just that woman.
It's just that Fang Cai looked at it from a distance, but now at close range, he found that the other party was more beautiful and moving.
Bai Shuyi lowered his eyes, hiding the amazement that appeared in his eyes.
Raising his eyes again, he had regained his usual gentleness.
Looking at Mo Jiuhua, he smiled slightly, raised his arm and bowed.
"In Xia Bai Shuyi, a storyteller from the rivers and lakes, because he came here overnight, is now a little tired, I don't know if I can borrow the girl's shop to rest?"
Hearing this, Mo Jiuhua had a professional smile on his face, and made a gesture of please: "Naturally, son, please take a seat." β
"Thank you, girl."