Song Xingchen didn't even remember that he had said such a thing, but now an ancient version of the amusement park was displayed in front of him, even if it was not as vivid and flexible as modernization, it made Song Xingchen feel extremely precious.

What is precious is not only these antique amusement facilities, but Yelang's heart, putting Song Xingchen in his heart and pampering his delicate thoughts.

"Yelang, how did you do that? It must have taken a lot of thought, right? How long have you been back in Beijing? How do you have time for such a big amusement park? As soon as Song Xingchen was happy, he asked a series of questions.

"Actually, it's not difficult to do, it's just a matter of finding some skilled craftsmen." Ye Lang replied with a faint expression, but if Song Xingchen looked at him at this moment, he would definitely be able to find the stinky look in Ye Lang's eyes, "It took about three years." ”

"Three years?" Song Xingchen was amazed, and then asked suspiciously: "Then how many times have I been here, why haven't I found out?" ”

"It's all done elsewhere, and you only moved here in the last month, and you haven't been to another hospital since you returned to Beijing." Yelang replied.

Song Xingchen nodded, he just wanted to have a good time at the moment, and he didn't plan to ask about the process in detail.

"Yelang, I'm going to take a pumpkin cart, can you come and ride a horse?" Song Xingchen shouted excitedly.

"Okay." Yelang frowned, but he didn't expect that he would also ride a horse, and muttered secretly: "I knew that I would have let the carpenter seat a bigger wooden horse, so that it would be more breezy." ”

According to Song Xingchen's description, the Trojan horse is a bit cute, how awkward Yelang looks, but in order not to sweep Song Xingchen's interest, he still rode on the Trojan horse, curled up on the wooden pedals with his legs, and looked a little funny.

Song Xingchen had already gotten into the pumpkin cart, touching the Chinese ornaments and decorations placed inside, like a child, looking at everything strangely.

"I'm obedient, if these things can be moved back, they are all genuine antiques, but I don't know how those archaeologists are going to discuss with historical pedants, ancient pumpkin carts, haha!" Song Xingchen laughed.

Yelang gestured into the darkness, the merry-go-round creaked, the pumpkin cart followed, and the musicians played beautiful music in the background.

Following the melody, Song Xingchen hummed softly, smiling and laughing, but tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Happiness and emotion hovering in the heart, that is the most beautiful music.

After playing for a short day, Song Xingchen had to have a candlelight dinner with Yelang in the stomach of protest.

In this age of oil lamps and candles, candlelit dinners are not romantic, but with people you love, then it is the most romantic thing.

Eating Yelang's carefully arranged dishes and drinking home-brewed fruit wine, Song Xingchen suddenly thought of the picture of the marriage proposal in his mind.

However, to Song Xingchen's disappointment, until Yelang urged her to rest, she still didn't wait for a marriage proposal.

"This idiot, what a waste of such a good resource, remember what else I said, but I forgot about this one." Song Xingchen was lying on the quilt and complaining.

Song Xingchen, who was overexcited, didn't feel sleepy at all, and after counting how many sheep, he finally decided to get up.

It happened that Yelang pushed the door in at this time, and Song Xingchen thought that Yelang had a program arrangement, so he sat around the quilt and waited for Yelang to continue the next surprise.

"I know that you stupid girl can't sleep, if I don't come, will you sit until dawn?" Yelang sat on the edge of the bed, took off his boots, pinched Song Xingchen's chin, took her into his arms, and whispered, "Are you thinking about the idea of making money?" ”

"Huh?" Song Xingchen reflexively looked at Yelang, forgetting that he was going to ask Yelang about it, and clapped his hands and said, "You're talking about the playground, right?" In other words, I really didn't expect to make it before, but now that you have successfully built this playground, if we work harder and build a few playgrounds across the country, we should be able to make a lot of money, right? There are a lot of sons and young ladies from rich families, and children don't need to limit their age when they play these things, but we can set a date for adults to play, and then distinguish between men and women, I don't believe that we can't make money. ”

"It's not convincing to say that you are a money addict, and this is all about how to make money." Yelang laughed, lay down with Song Xingchen in his arms, and carefully tucked the quilt for her, and then continued: "I also thought about this, I originally thought that this was a dream that belonged to you alone, and it should not be treated as a business." But when I think of the nature of your money obsession, I reject this idea, everything is up to you, as long as you like it. ”

"Of course I do." Song Xingchen wanted to sit up excitedly, but was held down by Ye Lang.

"Lying down and talking, although it is warm in the house, it is also thirty-nine days now." Yelang reprimanded in a low voice: "How old are you, you are still like a child, and you don't know how to take care of yourself." ”

"Oh, my body is great, I'll be fine if I freeze." Song Xingchen said disapprerovingly: "In fact, it's not just to make money, but there are too few entertainment methods now, if you can make everyone more happy to do, it's a good way to make money, at least in recent years, don't worry about someone robbing our business, besides, we made the first pot of gold, others want to come and get a piece of the pie, it's just scraps, in the end we are orthodox." If the craftsmen can innovate, they are not afraid that those who follow the trend will steal the business, and the business is very long-term. ”

"If you like it, I'll take you to meet those craftsmen tomorrow, and they also want to see who came up with such a good idea, so they almost want to learn from a teacher." Yelang's tone was filled with pride.

No matter how Song Xingchen knew about these entertainment facilities, she was the first to propose it, that is, she invented it, and in Yelang's opinion, this is the case.

In Yelang's heart, Song Xingchen is a mystery, and he will never know how many surprises she will bring, and what ideas will be incredible, but have a great effect, in the next moment.

"I'm just coming up with an idea, but I can't really do it, those craftsmen can listen to your description and make these things, it's already very good, but there is still room for improvement, only to make more perfect things, in order to attract customers." The more Song Xingchen said, the brighter his eyes became, if it weren't for Yelang hugging her all the time, he would definitely not be able to lie on the bed with peace of mind.

"No, I'll deliver a letter to the eldest sister tomorrow and ask the eldest sister to come over. By the way, we have to invite the second sister and the third sister's family, as well as the princess, to open this amusement park, then we have to let a few people come up with ideas, after all, our amusement park is still open to those rich families. Song Xingchen thought, and felt that he was doing this too utilitarianly, contrary to the original intention of Zhonglele, "I have to think about it, how to make ordinary people have the ability to play, although it is good to make money, but ordinary people also have the right to enjoy happiness, I hope that those children who are as poor as me before are not only qualified to look outside." ”

"These things, let's wait for everyone to discuss them together, don't you often say that three stinkers have competed against one Zhuge Liang? You head melon always use it like this, be careful that you will get tired one day. Yelang said distressedly: "No matter what you do, it is not achieved overnight, just do your best." ”

"I know that, but I'm just excited." Song Xingchen said with a smile: "What I liked most in the past was the feeling of silver in my pocket, but now what I like most is the momentum when doing things, and that sense of fulfillment is far from being measured by silver." ”

"But the ultimate goal is to make money." Yelang retorted quietly.

"Don't say that you don't love silver, I'm not one of those masters outside the party, I can be money like dung, I'm just a layman, I can only do what I like if I have money, and if I don't have money, I can only run around to fill my stomach, I am familiar with such days." Song Xingchen pouted: "Besides, if you don't have silver, you can only listen to my words, at most if you have time, think about it yourself, how can you spend the silver and raise those craftsmen for three years, just to give me today's surprise?" ”

"What Madame said is that it is the husband's fault." Yelang immediately admitted his mistake sincerely.

"Knowing mistakes can improve a lot, don't talk like this in the future, we are in the world, we should get a little fireworks, as long as it is not those profiteers who are not rich and unkind, it is worthy of recognition." Song Xingchen said in the tone of an adult teaching a child: "Good, this time in the playground, my sister will give you 20% of the pure profits, and keep it to buy candy to eat." ”

"Do you want me to lose this good tooth early, so I can't grab food from you?" Three black lines crossed Yelang's forehead.

"You've seen through my thoughts, hehe." Song Xingchen smiled playfully, forgetting the reason for his insomnia, nesting in Yelang's arms, and said a little sleepy: "Then you will pay the craftsman's wages, and I will still give you a twenty percent dividend, and you will bear the profit and loss." ”

"You, the landlord's wife, are going to exploit my wife." Yelang smiled, I don't know when the two percent of the dividends will arrive, but the craftsman's salary has to be paid monthly.

"I didn't let you be responsible for the other expenses, and I have already shown mercy. Besides, what's yours is mine, and when you marry me in the future, you don't have to pay a dowry, and I will support you with a dowry. Song Xingchen said heroically.

"Lady, please take care of you." Yelang pleaded cooperatively.

"Good job, see how you behave." Song Xingchen's little face rubbed slightly, and he was already sleepy when he spoke.

Yelang laughed silently, what he loves most is Song Xingchen's temperament, who seems to be greedy for money and willful, but in fact he is so good to his own people that there is no end.

And he was honored to be Song Xingchen's Yelang on that night, her own person.

"Silly girl, sleep obediently, there are still a lot of things to be busy from tomorrow, and you still have to take care of the preparations for the amusement park." Yelang whispered, dropped a kiss in Song Xingchen's ear, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Soon, there was the sound of Song Xingchen's even breathing, the night was quiet and beautiful, and the room was warm.