In the year of the locust plague, there were worried people who worked hard for the people, and there were also self-righteous people who were still planning how to harm others.

Since the last time he escaped from Murong Lin's courtyard, Ge Xiling's hatred for Feng Xiaoyue has increased day by day. Finally couldn't help it, Ge Xiling called someone to find a killer.

The killer asked Ge Xiling to negotiate in the woods, and Ge Xiling mustered up enough courage and asked Huan'er to change his clothes, change his identity with him, and go to the appointment together.

The killer stood in the woods with his face covered, Ge Xiling and Huan'er walked over with their arms, Huan'er didn't need to say a word, Ge Xiling handed over the portrait in his hand.

"A woman?" The killer scoffed at it.

"She is always surrounded by people, and it is better to do it cleanly when there are few people." Ge Xiling's pretending to be Huan'er said viciously.

"Don't worry, we've been doing it for a long time." The killer took the portrait into his arms, and Ge Xiling handed over another silver ticket.

The killer nodded carefully, and Ge Xiling tilted his chin in disdain, "After the matter is completed, I, my young lady, will still be thanked." ”

"Thank you, Miss." The killer bowed to Huan'er, but turned to Ge Xiling, "Miss's pretense is too superficial. ”

With that, the killer suddenly disappeared. Ge Xiling gasped a few times in fear, glanced at Huan'er again, and sneered: "It must be Miss Ben's temperament, like you, and she doesn't look like Miss in my clothes." ”

"That's what Miss said." Huan'er didn't understand where her confidence came from, and she always echoed it.

Ge Xiling borrowed a knife to kill people, and Feng Xiaoyue, who was about to be killed, was still soaking in the greenhouse.

Some of the rare flower seeds brought back before had slowly germinated, and Feng Xiaoyue carefully changed them into small pots and pulled them into the greenhouse with a carriage to put them.

"Uncle, these seedlings are delicate, so please come and see them every day, you can't let their soil be too dry." Feng Xiaoyue put down the small basins herself, afraid that a little shaking would shake them apart.

The uncle put the last few small basins on the table, then straightened up and said with a smile: "Madame, don't worry, I know the severity." ”

"Okay, I'll trouble you here, I'll go to the city first." Feng Xiaoyue washed her hands with the water for watering the flowers.

The uncle couldn't help but smile and said: "Madame is really busy, I have lived for so long, and I have rarely heard of the wife of a big family, it is really hard for Mrs. to worry about outside affairs like you." ”

Feng Xiaoyue was a little embarrassed to praise her, wiped the tip of her nose with a handkerchief, raised her head and said, "I'm not as good as you think, it's all about living." Without further ado, I'll go first. ”

The uncle opened the curtain for her, watched Feng Xiaoyue's carriage leave, and then returned to the greenhouse.

Feng Xiaoyue hasn't been to the spice shop in the city for a long time, and most of the things in the shop are under the full control of the shopkeeper.

As soon as I entered the door, the guys in the shop were like frosted eggplants, and they all drooped their ears.

"What's the matter, what's going on in the store?"

Seeing Feng Xiaoyue coming, the guy was first overjoyed, and then shook his head strangely: "It's nothing, it just feels a little weird." ”

These guys are young and haven't learned the scheming of those who are older. Feng Xiaoyue has been working hard in the mall for so many years, and this is still wrong, so she immediately called the shopkeeper out.

"Shopkeeper."

"Yo, owner, why are you here in person?" The shopkeeper came out with a cloth curtain from behind the door, and when he saw Feng Xiaoyue, he greeted him with a smile on his face, and he felt like a thief.

Feng Xiaoyue sneered in her heart: "Shopkeeper, I haven't been to the shop for a long time, I don't know if the business is good." ”

"Oh, these things are all ingredients personally selected by the owner, and I am in charge of the business every day, so it is naturally becoming more and more prosperous day by day."

Feeling that the shopkeeper wanted to say a bunch of words to praise Feng Xiaoyue, Feng Xiaoyue hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, if the shopkeeper says so, I'm relieved." It's just that I suddenly want to look at the ledger, so I ask the shopkeeper to take it out. ”

"This, how did the owner think of reading the account book." The smile on the shopkeeper's face was a little stiff.

"Could it be that the shopkeeper didn't remember?" Feng Xiaoyue suddenly stared at the shopkeeper's scrutiny, and a few drops of sweat broke out on the shopkeeper's head.

"Why, I'll take it for you."

Feng Xiaoyue sat on the chair and drank a cup of tea before the shopkeeper took out the account book.

"This is a record of all the entries and exits during this time, please take a look at them."

Feng Xiaoyue didn't look at him, and directly put the account book on the table to look through it, but the more she turned it, the more Feng Xiaoyue's brows wrinkled.

In the ledger, the price of each spice is half more expensive, and the price of each incense is changed in each record as income, either a few cents cheaper, or directly less than half. In order not to be seen, all the price figures are all down to a few cents.

"Shopkeeper, you set this price because you want us all to drink the northwest wind." Feng Xiaoyue closed the account book and looked at him with a smile.

The shopkeeper took out the rhetoric that was obviously prepared at the beginning: "Owner, you don't know, this year's natural disaster, the people have no money, and they can't sell it if they don't lower it." It's all because I was soft-hearted for a while, and I received some raw materials at a high price, and I paid for many of the price differences. ”

It turned out that those guys were sullen for this.

"So, it's time for me to thank you for your sacrifice to the shop,"

"Where, where, the owner has won the prize." Feng Xiaoyue looked coldly at the shopkeeper saying high-sounding words, and angrily threw the account book on the table.

"Buying at a high price and selling at a low price is a big taboo. Not to mention that the price of your raw materials is so outrageous that you have falsely reported. ”

The shopkeeper still wanted to quibble, but Feng Xiaoyue had already quickly turned to a certain page of the ledger and spread it out for everyone to see.

"Here, it's just a few flavors of patchouli, and the highest price every year is only 50 cents a dollar, and you directly fill in 100 cents and 85 cents. If you want to blind your vision with a lot of odds, I think you're miscalculated. ”

"I don't think it's suitable for you to stay in the store as a shopkeeper, you can pack it up tomorrow, and I will settle all your wages for you, but you must also spit out all the money you have embezzled first, otherwise, we will judge it in the court."

Feng Xiaoyue closed the account book heavily, and her momentum was not angry. The young men next to her all looked at her with admiration, and the shopkeeper finally knew that he was afraid, and he was busy kneeling in front of Feng Xiaoyue and begging for mercy, and there was no one in the store who interceded for him.

After packing up the shopkeeper who filled his pockets, Feng Xiaoyue immediately asked someone to post the notice of recruitment. She was relieved to hand over the business, but in exchange for such a result, fortunately, he finally handed over the embezzled money, otherwise it would be really in court, and no one's face would be good-looking.

pinched the bridge of her nose with a headache, and Feng Xiaoyue and Xiaoyun hurried back to the Gentleman's Courtyard to rest.

Murong Lin couldn't help but blame himself for knowing that Feng Xiaoyue, who had harmed her, was blocked from buying land because of herself, and knew that what she said that day was a bit excessive, but she couldn't pull her face down to apologize.

"Lord Shizi, you have bought all the fruits you want me to buy." The little guy ran back panting with a fruit basket in his hand.

"Okay, let's put it here." Murong Lin had just finished practicing his sword and was sitting on a stone bench wiping his sword.

The little servant put the fruit basket on the stone table, looked at Murong Lin and stopped talking. Murong Lin noticed his gaze and also looked over: "If you want to say anything, just say it." ”

The little servant smirked: "Isn't the prince rarely eating these fruits, why did you think of asking the slave to buy them today." ”

"She prefers sweets." Murong Lin raised his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, the little guy was quick, and said directly: "It turns out that the prince is prepared for the princess." ”

"That's all you have to say." Murong Lin raised the white cloth that wiped his sword, pretending to fight, "Don't talk much." ”

The little servant jumped up and caught the cloth, and came over to pick up the sword so that it could be taken to Murong Lin's room and hung up.

"Don't worry, the princess will like you when she sees you so sincere."

As he spoke, the little guy didn't wait for him to scold, so he hurriedly ran away. Murong Lin looked at the oranges in the basket, wondering if Feng Xiaoyue would reconcile with him.

This orange is the most famous orange in the suburbs of the city, with thin skin, water and sweet flesh, Feng Xiaoyue will definitely like it if she eats it. Just thinking about it, Feng Xiaoyue came back from outside with a bad face.

"Xiaoyue, you're back, this is the fruit I just bought, I heard that it's good, so I'll bring you some to taste." Murong Lin took an orange and walked in front of Feng Xiaoyue, but he didn't notice that she was unhappy, he just thought she was tired.

With the previous contradiction between Murong Lin and her, coupled with the betrayal of his subordinate today, Feng Xiaoyue's mood can be described as very bad, but Murong Lin still happily took the orange in front of her, which was like adding fuel to the fire.

Taking a deep breath to calm down her anger, Feng Xiaoyue barely squeezed out a smile: "Thank you Shizi, you better eat it yourself." ”

"We are husband and wife, what do we do so differently." Murong Lin smiled lightly and put the orange back, Feng Xiaoyue heard the couple, faintly felt a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly wanted to go back to the room.

Murong Lin followed with a fruit basket, but stopped her at the door. Feng Xiaoyue looked at him and said politely, "Shizi, I want to rest." ”

"It's okay, this son will only go in and sit." Murong Lin wanted to step in, but he closed the door for Feng Xiaoyue, "I'm in the way." ”

Murong Lin was blocked out with the fruit basket, and he was a little angry in his heart, and he wanted to drop all the fruits in this basket, but he felt a pity.

After thinking for a while, Murong Lin knocked on Feng Xiaoyue's door. Xiaoyun, who opened the door, followed Feng Xiaoyue's instructions and resolutely refused to let Murong Lin enter the house. Murong Lin's heart was on fire when he saw it, and he directly stuffed the fruit basket into Xiaoyun's hand, and then brushed his clothes away.

Xiao Yun was holding the fruit basket, a little at a loss, seeing that Murong Lin was walking fast, she had no choice but to take the fruit basket in. Feng Xiaoyue was resting on the soft couch, and Xiaoyun put the fruit basket on Feng Xiaoyue's desk.