The fragrance of tea is faint, and the furnace rises with a curling white mist.

Across the tea table, Wan Chaoyun felt that he was looking at a fairy, and he was the god of war.

But as soon as the other party opened her mouth, she was not the god of war, but the god of gossip, which made her feel bored.

"Take a break in your busy life, drink a cup of tea, have fun in the bitterness, and pour a bowl of wine." Song Shizhen suddenly took out a bottle of wine from behind him and handed it over, "Busy man, have a drink?" ”

"It's a real sister, you've learned badly, you actually drink!" Wan Chaoyun gritted his teeth and said, and then his back hand was not idle, he took the wine and smelled it.

I was about to take a sip, but the bottle was snatched away.

"What?"

"It's not for you to drink, it's your fourth brother who asked me to ask you, how about using this wine as free wine?"

Before he finished speaking, the wine stopper had blocked the wine bottle and made Wan Chaoyun a cup of tea, "Drink tea." ”

"It's cheap, but I don't think it's right." Wan Chaoyun glanced at the tea and shook her head, she didn't like to drink tea, she sat in the teahouse for a day, and she only made tea, not drank tea.

Song is really remembered Wan Chaoyan's expression, he smelled the wine, and then shook his head, frowning deeply, but Chen Jianxin strongly recommended it, so he said to show it to Wan Chaoyun.

She couldn't help but wonder, "Why is it wrong?" ”

"This wine is strong, and cheap, the preferred wine of the peddlers' pawns."

Song didn't understand it, but Wan Chaoyun didn't say anything, so she was so anxious that she asked: "Then what?" ”

"Wuweiju has transformed, from a high-end restaurant to a general restaurant, if you use this wine again, will the nobles still come? Obviously, it will definitely not come, so this wine cannot appear in Wuweiju. ”

"If you have to send wine, you have to give it to make the nobles feel that their status is not so low, and it can also allow ordinary people to drink wine that they are not willing to drink on weekdays."

"In this way, they are approachable and will not offend the nobles, of course, it is impossible for the nobles to drink free wine when they come to our Wuweiju, but it can't give them a feeling that their status is lowered."

"And what wine is appropriate?" Song couldn't help but ask, she didn't expect that just a free wine could say so much truth.

"What wine?" Wan Chaoyun smiled mysteriously, "Wine is not free, drinking is easy to make mistakes, don't advocate it, I have a better idea, Chang Guan left?" She said and looked out the window, but the door of Wuweiju was still closed, and she couldn't see the situation inside.

Song Shizhen also glanced out the window and said with a smile: "You're not cold?" ”

"It's cold, so I made tea for a day."

"Poof." Song Shizhen couldn't hold back his laughter, "You, you can go back." ”

"Chang Guan is gone?"

"Gone."

Wan Chaoyun immediately got up when he heard this, and the sound of footsteps and orders sounded at the same time, "Liu Mei, tomorrow you find two people to accompany you and buy a few baskets of oranges, oranges, pears or something." ”

"What do you do when you buy so much?" Song really asked.

"You'll know when the time comes."

The two returned to Wuweiju, Chang Guan was really gone, it was late at this time, the carpenters were eating, and Guo Chengan and the others seemed to have left.

After glancing at it, the private room where Wan Chaoyan was temporarily working upstairs was lit upstairs, and Wan Chaoyun went upstairs with his skirt upstairs, "Fourth brother." ”

"Coming?" Wan Chaoyan, who was writing the invitation, raised his head and smiled, seeing Song Shizhen following behind, the smile was stunned, and then Wen Run nodded, and lowered his head and continued to write.

"I have already told Ah Tan that there is no need to trouble Ma Gongzi about the invitation, I will come by myself, sixth sister, what do you think of my words?"

The word is a good word, elegant and handsome, and the word is like a person, and the four words can barely be used on him, but it is just ......

Without waiting for Wan Chaoyun to answer, Chen Jianxin came over again, he was so busy that his head was covered with dense fine sweat, and he didn't have time to salute properly, so he only arched his hand perfunctorily and said: "Wan Guan, you can come here." ”

"Okay." Wan Chaoyan put down his pen and left in a hurry.

"Your fourth brother is obviously so busy, why do you have to do such a thing as writing invitations by yourself? Wouldn't it be nice to just find a good handwriting? Song Shizhen walked to the already written invitation and flipped through a random book, and then moved his eyes to the big red gilded invitation that was placed higher, these were not written yet.

After looking for a long time and not seeing the brazier, Wan Chaoyun planned to go back, where did she know what Wan Chaoyan was thinking, maybe she wrote it more sincerely, "Liu Mei, go and burn the charcoal first, I'll go back immediately." ”

"Sister Yun, did you hear me talking to you?" Song really came to her, eye to eye, nose to nose, if she got closer, she would have to stick it.

This question......

Wan Chaoyun took two steps back, shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "You go and ask my fourth brother, how do I know." ”

After saying that, she smiled evilly, and then teased back, "I also want to know why, you go to my fourth brother to ask, and then tell me." ”

After saying that, he waited for another quarter of an hour or so, Wan Chaoyan did not come back, but he could hear his voice, and he was talking downstairs to the carpenters who had finished eating, "Although there are windows on both sides, the middle area is too far away from the windows, and when people come and go, the light in the middle will be more affected, so I need to plant a tree-shaped lamp in a few places here......"

"It's Sister Zhen, you wait for the fourth brother here, and then let him solve the confusion in your heart, I'll go first." She yawned and left.

Although Song Shizhen glared at her, she didn't go out with her, the reason why she gave me Wan Chaoyun to get wine was that she made up her mind to find some common topics with Wan Chaoyan, and now she finally has one, and she won't leave.

It's just that she waited for a long time, and Wan Chaoyun, who returned to the small courtyard, fell asleep, and the people who were waiting were late.

After finally dealing with everything and arranging tomorrow's work, Wan Chaoyan remembered that there was still an invitation that had not been written, so he went upstairs, the door was open, the window was not closed tightly, the cold wind hit on it, and then drilled in along the cracked cracks, filling the room with cold wind.

Song Shizhen waited too long, so he fell asleep on the desk, Wan Chaoyan was stunned at first when he saw someone, and then quickly closed the window tightly.

When the window is closed, it is already very careful, but the person who sleeps on the desk is sleeping, and he wakes up immediately when he hears the sound.

He closed the window, turned around, and looked at each other.

As expected, the air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the faces of the two of them turned red at the same time.

However, no, Wan Chaoyan's expression was still the same, although he was quite surprised in his eyes, his voice was still faint, "Why does Miss Song sleep here?" There is no fire, and it is cold, so don't freeze. ”

Song Shizhen looked for a long time to find her voice, she looked at Wan Chaoyan at a loss, his expression did not change at all, looking at himself was like looking at a girl who nodded at her, her eyes were concerned, and she only cared.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel sad and entangled in my heart.

Yes, I was even more at a loss.

It's also because of her helplessness that she seems very clumsy.

She inexplicably hates herself, the chic of the past is no more, and her self-confidence is no longer there, and she is twisting and pinching.

"I ...... I ......" The latter words were stuck in her throat, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't say it.

"Ah Jin, send Miss Song back."

Suddenly, the voice that seemed to be concerned, but not wanted, sounded in my ears, and for no reason, I was extremely disappointed in my heart, and I didn't want to say the words I had thought of.

Wan Jin came in, and when he saw Song Shizhen's disappointed expression at first sight, he immediately said, "Childe, what about you?" ”

"The invitation card will be sent out the day after tomorrow at the latest, I need to write it today, and then calculate the cost, so that I can discuss the price with the sixth sister tomorrow, Miss Song, rest as soon as possible." As he spoke, he sat down and began to write the invitation.

Song is really looking back, his serious appearance is more dazzling than a candle, and this dazzling person does not have himself in his eyes.

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