The printing workshop is a small artificial workshop, a little dilapidated, with a broken wooden board hanging at the door, written Zhao Ji, the courtyard inside is not big, and there is a big ink tank. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Although this is a sparrow temple, the profit here is not small, and most of the bosses can have some relationship with the officials of the government. Occasionally, they would take on some private work, and what kind of bullshit book had been written these days, and he didn't come here with money to print it.

The manager is a big man, directing people to be busy with this and that. Seeing Xu Yuan coming in, he hurriedly asked what he was here for, looking at Xu Yuan with a pair of eyes, thinking in his heart that he was a Xiucai who wanted to print things alive and dead. Xu Yuan didn't panic, and asked, "Is your young owner named Zhao Qi?" "Why does this son know our young owner." Xu Yuan smiled: "I have had a few encounters, and he introduced me here." My surname is Xu. "Young Master Xu, what are your orders?" The big man is also direct, this person looks like a rough person, and his mind is also delicate. Su Jun and Ling'er looked around, and they were new to all this.

"Small business, you take this manuscript and print ten copies. Tell me about this with your young owner, he probably has something to look for me. And, by the way, don't divulge the contents of this paper. Xu Yuan said these words thoughtlessly, and left with Su Jun and Ling'er. The big man took the paper, kicked it in his pocket, and shouted, "What are you looking at?" Get to work. ”

The place of the printing workshop is also biased, and Xu Yuan and they have come and walked a long way. It's a long way to go back, and a man on the side of the street pushes a cart full of yellow pears, all of which are in the car. The man was also tired, so he stopped on the side of the road, and several aunts next to him came up to look east and west, and killed the price. The man also bit his nerve and refused to let it, just two pennies a piece, not allowed to pick, and not weighed. This pear is really good, those aunts still obediently paid for it, and it can be regarded as a bargain, but the price of not killing them made them very unhappy.

Xu Yuan also asked Ling'er to buy a few, and he was really thirsty. Said that the little girl came over there, and she was very delicate, trotted over, asked the man how to sell it, and then took out four pennies from the handkerchief and took two pears. However, the little girl obviously met a ghost, and a boy in a brocade dress stopped in front of her, talking to her with flowers. The little girl looked impatient and wanted to leave, but the boy stretched out his hand to stop him, and said something flatteringly.

Xu Yuan looked at it here, and the little girl was not Lao Zhao's daughter. When they were drinking tea in a teahouse, they met once, when they were gossiping with Lao Zhao, and happened to meet his daughter to come to see him. At this time, the Great Zhou Dynasty did not have the Song Ming Dynasty's theory of preserving heaven and destroying people's desires, and wrapped a good girl into small feet.

If you bump into it, you can't ignore it, Xu Yuan touched Su Jun with his shoulder: "Madam, help the old Zhao girl." Su Jun smiled: "That's exactly what I mean." Su Jun walked forward and patted the little girl's shoulder: "Xiaoya." Xiaoya was worried about how to get rid of this guy, and when she saw Su Jun, she said in surprise: "Sister Su, do you want to go to tea?" Xiaoya desperately gave Su Jun a look, how could Su Jun not know: "Coincidentally, Xiangcheng and I are going to have tea, and by the way, listen to your father's story." ”

Xu Yuan walked in front, Xiaoya and Su Jun talked about how annoying that boy was, Ling Bell was still nodding yes on the side, and behind a few people, there was also a boy brother, playing a fan, making it look like he was just walking, as if he was personable. Lao Zhao is a handsome girl, no wonder some people are worried. Xiao Ya pouted: "Sister, you said that this person is not annoying, he makes such a mess, and the two girls next door don't play with me anymore." Su Jun comforted the little girl softly. Xu Yuan listened to Zhihan, feeling that this son is still a cute character, Xu Yuan thought to himself, not to mention that he was quite a match for this little girl, but he couldn't say this, Xiaoya was complaining about others. They have also seen this gentleman, the little prince who rewards Lao Zhao every day, and at this time he is still in the back as a follower.

When I entered the door of the Yipin Teahouse, it was full of guests, but I saw an acquaintance. "Miss Liang, we'll meet again at noon." Xu Yuan gave up, and Su Jun also smiled at her.

"We are really fateful, Xu Gongzi has no seats here, or squeeze with us, I have heard a lot of stories about Mr. Zhao's Journey to the West, and it is really worthy of its reputation today." Liang Jing was generous and politely invited them to sit down.

To say that this sycophant must be done without the knowledge of the practitioner, the best effect. However, Xu Yuan still smiled and thanked her for her kindness, he asked the guy to add a table, Xu Yuan was also a regular customer, and the guy immediately went to the table behind.

Besides, the little prince who followed behind, when he came in, he arrogantly ordered the guy to prepare a room, and he was thinking about how to find Xiaoya and said. Suddenly, when he saw the woman who was talking to Xu Yuan, he suddenly had a constipated expression on his face, and turned his head to leave.

Chun'er's eyes were sharp, and she shouted: "Young master, young master." Several people turned their eyes, he would not go, so he had to obediently step forward and shouted at Liang Jing, "Sister." The atmosphere was very strange, and the bell looked at this and that, as if to think about the relationship between them. Xiaoya was also stunned and glanced at Liang Jing a few times.

Liang Jing's face was as usual: "Sit down, you also come to listen to Mr. Zhao's story." The little prince nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes." ”

"Xu Gongzi, let me introduce, this is my younger brother Liang Lun." Xu Yuan greeted him with a smile, but Liang Lun looked arrogant and nodded. "Speak well, this is my friend, no big or small." Liang Jing knocked on Liang Lun's head, Liang Lun shrank his head, and hurriedly stood up and threw his hand at Xu Yuan: "Hello Xu Gongzi, I am Liang Lun, if you have any trouble in the future, ask me to help you solve it." "What nonsense?" Liang Jing said to him.

Xu Yuan smiled and said, "It's okay, Little Brother Liang is a man of temperament." "I like that, but it's a pity that there is no wine, otherwise I would have had a drink with you." Liang Lun laughed.

The guy came over with a table, the front was full, he put the table next to Liang Jing's table, and said, "Young Master Xu, you can let this go." "Okay." Xu Yuan led Su Jun, Ling'er and Zhao Xiaoya to sit down, but the atmosphere was a little strange. Lao Zhao was talking about Tang Seng meeting a man-eating tiger, and Liang Lun hurriedly applauded here, Liang Jing and Chun'er were drinking tea, and Xu Yuan and Su Jun were eating dim sum.

"Xianggong, it's getting cold, let's measure it tomorrow and make clothes." Su Jun said.

Xu Yuan nodded: "The bell also has to make one." The bell was happy for a while, and began to think about what color to make.

"Xu Gongzi, I heard my father say that you wrote this story, it's so amazing." Zhao Xiaoya said. "I wrote it, yes." Xu Yuan took a sip of tea, "But your father's storytelling skills are not bad, I have to rely on his mouth to make my journey to the west prosperous." ”

"My dad has never praised people like this, it must be not easy for you to write this."

"Yes, Xianggong is all in the study to write or something, and this is why we pulled him out before leaving." Su Jun took over the conversation.

Zhao Xiaoya secretly glanced at Liang Lun next to him, and saw him listening attentively to Lao Zhao's storytelling.