Qiao Wanshi snatched the little tiger cub and glared at him, "Are you the devil?!" ”

"Go, I'm hungry."

"If you're hungry, you have to wait for Ah Ci and them to come back before they eat." Qiao Wanshi grabbed the apron on the stone table, tied it quickly, paused for a few seconds, and then asked, "There is a cake that is not sweet, do you want to put one?" ”

Sikong Fan originally wanted to say that he wouldn't eat it, but when he looked at her eyes with a smile, he swallowed the word back, "What flavor?" ”

"Peaches." Qiao Wanshi pointed to her head, "It's the fruit on this tree, there are too many, and if you can't finish it, you can make jam and canned food." ”

In fact, while the peaches, loquats and cherries were ripe, she ordered a large number of small clay pots for jam and canned food.

She didn't plan to buy these things, they were all used to make cakes, and the new flavors were very popular.

Sikong Fan tasted the low-sugar cake, the fragrance of peaches in his mouth, and raised his eyebrows in a slightly surprised way, "It's not bad." ”

He actually finished eating all the cakes in the pottery bowl, which was even happier for Qiao Wanshi than the full order that day, which means that her craftsmanship has improved again!

After lunch, I took the account book of the workshop and matched it with Sikong Fan.

Qiao Wanshi held a pen and kept accounts, and said: "Hu Yao, they said that Qingxian can't handle all these goods, and they plan to expand the caravan, buy a cargo ship, and transport things to Fucheng to sell. ”

"They have money?" Sikong Fan knew the economic strength of Hu Yao and the others, looked at Qiao Wanshi, and listened to the girl say:

"I bought the boat." Qiao Wanshi put down her pen, scratched her fingers on the stone table, and said softly: "The water transportation in Jinzhao is developed, and it is much faster than the land route, as long as they are familiar, why worry about no sales in the future." ”

Sikong Fan pondered for a moment, not quite agreeing, "There are too many water bandits. ”

The surface of the water is no better than the land, and as long as it is surrounded, there is no way to live. Moreover, most of the water bandits are outstanding in water, as long as they get into the water, they can't be caught, and even the government can't do it.

But Qiao Wanshi seemed to have expected it, and asked with a smile: "But the bandits are all small groups committing crimes, right?" ”

"That's right, the large cargo ships are well guarded, and they don't dare to make a mistake. So, what's your best idea? ”

"Mountain people have their own tricks."

There are so many good things in the system, you can always exchange for something for self-defense.

Her sleeve pins, for example, are very useful.

Sikong Fan couldn't help but support his chin relaxedly, tickled by her smug expression, "You can't say anything to me?" ”

You? Are you special?

Qiao Wanshi rolled her eyes, "I haven't thought about it yet." ”

The July sun was still very dazzling, and after talking for a while, Qiao Wanshi couldn't help but feel sleepy.

Sikong Fanfa returned to Tianxianglou to get an account book, and she fell asleep on the stone table.

He Chen bowed his head slightly and asked him if he needed to wake up the girl, Sikong Fan waved his hand and asked her to bring a thin quilt over.

He Chen hurriedly found a thin blanket, and Sikong Fan took it and covered her personally.

Then I took the account book, found the place where she registered and continued to write, and the handwriting of the iron painting and silver hook, which was completely different from Juanxiu Xiaokai, jumped on the paper.

The sun is falling, the light and shadow under the peach tree are mottled, the young man in Xuanyi sits straight like a silver gun, and the girl falls asleep, her hair hanging down and dancing with the breeze.

He Chen couldn't help but sigh: What a couple.

Qiao Wanshi kicked the threshold when she dreamed of walking, and suddenly woke up in a stumbling startle, and her first reaction was: Oops, I will get taller if I fall down in a dream.

Shook off her arm that had fallen from sleep, she was still a little dazed, and the sunset was red in front of her, she was stunned, "What time is it?" ”

Sikong Fan put down his pen and rubbed his hand that was sore from writing too much, "Look at what time it is." ”

Catching a glimpse of the red marks on her face, she couldn't help but reach out and rub it, "Stupid." ”

Qiao Wanshi pushed his hand away and muttered, "I always feel like I've forgotten something." ”

It wasn't until Wen Shuang, who was studying patterns in the Splendid Pavilion, trotted to call her that she remembered what she had forgotten: this afternoon she was going to discuss the venue layout for winter and autumn with Aunt Seven!

Finished!

Sikong looked at her as if she had been struck by lightning, and raised her eyebrows, "What happened?" ”

Wen Shuang glanced at him sneeringly, and then said to his eldest lady: "Boss Yun is very angry now, eldest lady, you ......" Be mentally prepared.

Qiao Wanshi swallowed her saliva and grabbed Sikong Fan's sleeve hopefully, "Boss Sikong, are you going with me?" ”

overslept in bed, this is not a reason at all, and he will definitely be sprayed to death by Aunt Seven.

According to her observations over the past few days, Aunt Seven is only good at talking to her boss Kong Fan, because she is also afraid!

Sikong Fan hugged his arms, looking like he had nothing to do with himself.

was so angry that Qiao Wanshi stomped her feet.

"Miss, let's go." Wenshuang urged her.

"Let's go."

Qiao Wanshi trotted out with her skirt, leaving someone sitting depressedly in place.

Sikong Fan sighed, he looks very smart on weekdays, how can he be so stupid at a critical time, if he doesn't agree once, won't he ask for a second time?

Despite the awkwardness in his heart, he flew up and followed.

When Qiao Wanshi ran to the Splendid Pavilion, she ushered in the eyes of a group of embroidery girls who begged for more blessings, and she knew that the boss was not in a good mood in the afternoon because of Boss Qiao.

She staggered to the third floor, leaning on the door frame of the study, panting like a bellows, with a red and yellow halo in front of her eyes, and said:

"No...... I'm sorry, I'm late~"

"Xiao Wanshi, are you late for the appointment?" Yun Qi Niang's coquettish voice couldn't hear joy and anger, "What kind of big business can I discuss with this kid Sikong Fan for an afternoon?" ”

Yes? Qiao Wanshi raised her head in a daze, confused.

At this time, Yun Qi Niang uncovered the lantern cover on the table and lit the lamp.

The scene in the room became clear, and Qiao Wanshi saw the young man who was about to merge with the night.

Seeing that she looked stupid, Sikong Fan snorted coldly and turned his face away, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

Yun Qi Niang saw it in her eyes and beckoned to the girl at the door, "The matchmaker in the county town suddenly let out a word, saying that you are talking about love with Sikong Fan, what's going on?" ”

Qiao Wanshi choked and pouted, "This is a method once and for all, I don't want to get married so early." ”

After speaking, he secretly glared at a certain smug guy.

Yun Qi Niang frowned disapprovingly, "Nonsense, your reputation will be bad in the future, how can you find a good person?" ”

Listening to what she meant, she didn't even think about the possibility of letting Sikong Fan marry Qiao Wanshi.

"We'll talk about it later." Qiao Wanshi sat on the chair on the other side freely, "Actually, I don't plan to get married." ”

She said to this own person, but the seventh aunt snorted and asked her not to mess around, forget it, the key is Sikong Fan, what are you doing with a black face and staring at Lao Tzu?

Defect.

Qiao Wanshi quickly got to the point, and discussed with Yun Qiniang the layout of the venue in winter and autumn.

The location is still in Yunfeng Ridge, but it is placed on the edge of a red maple forest.

Yun Qiniang said with great ambition: "We were in a hurry in spring and autumn, this time we must arrange it well, so that everyone can remember our clothes." ”