Chapter 227 The bamboo basket is empty
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Feng Qianmo really gave all the jewels to Ling Han according to what he said, but the matter was not over like this.
This Jingwang Mansion really has unlimited potential, just looking at these jewels are worth a lot of money, and there are some vases and so on, it looks like they are also antiques, and this time it will make a lot of money.
However, a small Jingwang Mansion can have so many gold, silver, jewelry and antiques, if he follows his own ideas, will he get into trouble?
Subconsciously glanced at Feng Qianmo on the side, Ling Han grabbed the position of his head in a gesture, and seemed to be a little entangled.
Feng Qianmo, who was talking to Xiao Meng Qiqi on the side, noticed Ling Han's gaze on him, a little confused, a little worried, and even a little entangled, and couldn't help asking, "Lady, is there anything else?" โ
Didn't you already give her the jewelry? What does this look do now? Is he afraid that if he gives this jewel to her, he will not be able to support the people in this mansion?
"Don't worry, lady, even if I give you the jewelry, this king still has the ability to support the people in this house."
I didn't expect the lady to worry about herself.
The corners of Feng Qianmo's mouth rose, and he didn't hide his smile in front of Ling Han and Xiao Meng Qiqi, it was excellent to be able to get the attention of the lady.
However, Feng Qianmo was probably going to be happy in vain, after all, Ling Han was not worried that he would not be able to support the people in the mansion, but ......
"Are you serious about where this jewel came from? Will I get in trouble if I let it out? โ
Instantly, he felt a basin of cold water poured down from the top of his head, and he was soaked and cold, pretending to be distressed, "Lady, how can you not care about whether your husband can raise the people in this house?" โ
The corners of his mouth twitched, Ling Han didn't want to say anything, but seeing that he had indeed given himself so many jewels, he still spoke slowly, "Didn't you just say, you can afford to raise the people in this mansion." โ
Eat other people's soft mouths, take other people's soft hands; But she has both.
At this time, it was Feng Qianmo's turn to be a little stunned, and couldn't help but reach out and pat his head. blame him, blame him, don't admit himself, but the opportunity for good affection was wasted. It's really a pity, but he thinks that this kind of atmosphere is more suitable for him and Ling Han.
"What is that lady worried about?" Thinking of what Ling Han asked, Feng Qianmo replied, "Since these jewels of this king can be placed in King Jing's mansion, then the way is naturally serious, even if my father comes, there is nothing I can do, what trouble can I get into trouble?" โ
What he said was indeed telling the truth, some of these jewelry, gifts, antiques and other things were given to him by Feng Qiyue, some were accumulated from childhood to adulthood, and some were gifts from others when he married Ling Han.
There is no one who is not serious, if you really want to check it above, you can't find him.
Such an answer was exactly what Ling Han wanted, and the problem he was most worried about was solved, but another problem appeared.
Although she already has a general understanding of the capital, she is still a newcomer, and many things need to be investigated and a series of other reasons, if she finishes this, it will be relatively late.
The slender eyelashes fluttered slightly on her eyes, and she frowned like a woman in the fairy world, looking extraordinarily elegant.
However, the frowning brow did not affect the beauty, and it really affected the mood of others, such as Feng Qianmo.
"Lady, what else are you worried about? It's better to say it directly, this king can help you solve it. โ
If this can make your lady happy, why not. What's more, he also wants to know what his wife is going to do.
If you get Feng Qianmo, you can actually get a layer of protection, and I was going to use the connections in Feng Qianmo's hands, but with Feng Qianmo's words, what else can't I say.
The corners of her mouth raised slightly unconsciously, but her face was very calm, "I want you to help me find the best craftsmen in the capital, at least five." โ
Kindness? This time it was Feng Qianmo's turn to be a little strange: "Lady, what are you looking for a craftsman to do?" โ
First of all, I bought a bookstore, and today I want jewelry and craftsmen, what the hell is this going on?
Even though Feng Qianmo had a thousand doubts in her heart, she just looked at Ling Han in front of her, believing that she would tell herself when she had time.
Looking at Feng Qianmo in front of him mysteriously, before the time came, Ling Han naturally wouldn't reveal anything, "You help me recruit it, and then you will know what is going on." โ
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and Ling Han's heart jumped up at the thought of what he was about to do. As long as she takes this step, she will be one step closer to the little rich woman in the capital.
Seeing that Ling Han was mysterious, he didn't plan to tell him, Feng Qianmo had no choice, so he smiled dotingly, "Okay, it's all up to you." โ
As long as she discussed with him what she wanted to do, what did it matter if she agreed? And he just asked, will this cause any trouble, why is this not for his sake.
You know, if she gets into trouble, he can't escape it, anyway, the two are now in the same boat, and no one can do without the other.
Thinking of this, Feng Qianmo couldn't help laughing, warm as jade, making people unable to take their eyes off.
Demons. Ling Han twisted his head to the side, lowered his eyes, and muttered helplessly in his heart.
Feng Qianmo really sent someone out to find the craftsmen in the capital, and he also sent his most powerful assistants, Gu Yan and Dark Wing.
Thinking of Ling Han's mysterious appearance, Feng Qianmo instructed Gu Yan and Dark Wing that the whole process should be carried out in private, not to be discovered by others.
didn't say much, anyway, they were all orders from their own masters, and some were just executed.
It wasn't until Guyan and Dark Wing had left the palace that Feng Qianmo quickly returned to the study, "Lady, this king has already sent someone out." โ
It can be said that he is here to ask for a reward.
It was quiet in the study, but Feng Qianmo clearly heard the sound of well-proportioned breathing, but no one answered. Furrowing his brows, Feng Qianmo stepped into the study quickly, and just wanted to make a sound, but saw Ling Han standing in front of the desk intently, not knowing what he was doing.
She was so attentive that she didn't even know that he was coming in, which couldn't help but make Feng Qianmo a little puzzled, and even aroused Feng Qianmo's interest, and slowly stepped forward, although he was walking with his usual steps, but Ling Han didn't even raise his head, just concentrated on holding the brush and drawing something on the paper.
Until he approached the desk, Feng Qianmo could only see an outline, and on the desktop on one side, there were already several pieces of waste paper.
Unable to see anything from Ling Han's drawings, Feng Qianmo had no choice but to pick up the waste paper next to him, and then spread it out, but he couldn't see anything, because it had already been spent.
Seeing that she was frowning for a while, pouting for a while, and seemed to be completely caught in her own world, Feng Qianmo couldn't help but whisper, "Lady, is there anything I can help you with?" โ
"Shut up."
Just when Feng Qianmo thought that Ling Han would not answer him, he spit out two words from Ling Han's mouth, making him stunned immediately.
When he understood, he could only twitch the corners of his mouth helplessly.
It turned out that he could help her by shutting up, this lady's temperament is really different from ordinary people, who in this Dade Dynasty dares to speak to him like this?
Even if he is dissatisfied, he can only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, but his lady likes to go retrograde. But it didn't stop him from liking her.
With Ling Han's words, Feng Qianmo didn't say anything more, just nodded, and stood aside to watch Ling Han's back and forth.
One drawing after another finally became waste paper in Ling Han's hands, and they were thrown aside by Ling Han one by one.
In the process of Ling Han's depiction, Feng Qianmo looked at it intently, and gradually saw some outlines, "Is the lady trying to tidy up the bookstore?" โ
He didn't speak, but Ling Han nodded, which made Feng Qianmo feel much easier, "If you want to decorate that bookstore, this king can help you find someone, why bother here." โ
This sentence provoked Ling Han, who had been struggling with his head in the drawings, raised his head, his eyes shining but very firm, "Only your own design is the most meaningful and can also reflect its value." โ
She has such abilities, and her mind and thinking are a level higher than these people, at least she can use modern things, but the ancients cannot.
So how could she borrow someone else's hand?
Without saying anything more, Ling Han continued to lower his head and bury his head between the drawings.
She didn't know how tempting it was for her to be so serious, but she knew that she wanted to design her own unique and stylish jewelry store!
Ling Han's words made Feng Qianmo feel amazing, how could he not be like this in the past.
Knowing that Ling Han's mind was very firm, Feng Qianmo didn't say anything more, just watched Ling Han keep busy, sometimes grabbing her hair, sometimes scratching her cheeks, but it didn't affect her beauty at all, but added a touch of charm to her.
"Lady, it's time to eat."
The sun was already hanging high in the sky, and Xiao Meng Qiqi, who was playing with Wen Qing, had already finished preparing and returned to the table, waiting for Ling Han and Feng Qianmo to eat.
Seeing that Ling Han had not arrived at the location of the restaurant for a long time, Feng Qianmo did not send others, but came to ask Ling Han to go to eat in person.
At this time, Ling Han was still in the same posture in front of the desk as in the morning, and his hands had been a little black by the ink.
But he was still painting with perseverance, and what he said to Feng Qianmo was deaf.
Stepping forward a little helplessly, Feng Qianmo clenched her hand, saw Ling Han look up a little angrily and looked at his body, and said patiently, "Lady, since you don't have a clue now, why can't you rest first, rest at lunchtime, maybe you will be inspired in a while." โ
Feng Qianmo's voice was very warm and patient, even Ling Han, who was in a hurry, softened his heart; After all, he is thinking about himself, and it is really not good if he doesn't know what to do like this.
What's more, it seems that the heart can't be hardened.
Putting down the brush in his hand, the two of them didn't say anything, Ling Han washed his hands, and then left the study with Feng Qianmo.
When he came to the restaurant, Xiao Meng Qiqi was still sitting upright, and he didn't move his chopsticks, and when he saw Ling Han coming, he said, "Mother, father." โ
In Xiao Mengqiqi's heart, no matter what time it is, his mother comes first, and Feng Qianmo is also used to it, and he doesn't feel anything wrong.
Without further ado, the three of them began to have lunch.
Ling Han was eating lunch while thinking about it, and he didn't know what to eat. Even little Meng Qiqi couldn't stand it anymore, "Mother, you said that you should be serious about doing something." โ
"You're eating but you're thinking about something else, so you might be empty."