Coming to the corner, the woman looked at Zeng Hao and asked, "What are you talking about making money?" ”

Zeng Hao didn't talk nonsense: "I want the girl to promote our Wanfudian restaurant to the audience after singing every song, it is located at the end of Zishi Street, and the chef in the restaurant is skilled, and can stir-fry ......."

Before Zeng Hao finished speaking, the woman began to cover her mouth and snicker.

"Why is the girl snickering like that?" Zeng Hao asked puzzled.

"I laugh at you for blowing too much, those chefs who can stir-fry are all masters in Kaifeng and other places in Tokyo, who would come to this small Yanggu County to be buried."

"Well, if the girl doesn't believe it, she can go to the store to find out the truth later."

"Okay, after I finish singing, I'll go to your restaurant for a walk, if you lie to me, you won't have good fruit to eat." The woman glanced at Zeng Hao and said.

Zeng Hao didn't pay attention to the woman's threat at all, because he was very confident in his cooking skills.

"No problem...... Then I asked the girl to help publicize the matter just now, did the girl agree? I can pay for it. ”

"No need, I can help you promote it for free, anyway, if the chef in your store doesn't know how to stir-fry, the more people who know, the more you won't be able to get off the stage."

With that, the woman turned and left.

"Hehe, I saved a few hundred dollars." Zeng Hao happily went to find the next target.

After half a day, Zeng Hao and Ling Chenhui walked through all the goulan and washer in Yanggu County, and all the publicity money for two taels of silver was spent, and he believed that a large group of admiring people would soon flock to the restaurant.

At this moment, Pan Jinlian is a guest in the Wang Po Tea House.

She came to repay the bottle of bone-setting medicine that Wang Po borrowed last night, and she was about to go home after paying it back, but Wang Po had to pull her to chat, so she had to stay for a while.

"Jin Lian, I have a new sour plum tea, how do you taste it?" Wang Po enthusiastically filled Pan Jinlian's teacup.

"Thank you, Mrs. Wang." Pan Jinlian smiled and thanked her, then picked up the teacup with both hands and tasted it elegantly.

It's just such a simple action, but it exudes an incomparable charm on Pan Jinlian, and the female Wang Po is faintly obsessed.

"Jin Lian is really a beautiful person, I have lived for so many years, and I have never seen a more beautiful woman than you, I am afraid that it is not the fairy in the sky who accidentally fell into our mortal world." Wang Po looked at Pan Jinlian's pretty face and couldn't help but say.

Pan Jinlian was embarrassed by the praise, her face was slightly red, she put down the teacup and said shyly: "Mrs. Wang, don't make fun of me anymore." ”

"Ouch, what I'm saying is the truth from my heart, Wu Dalang can marry you, I don't know how many lifetimes of blessing I have cultivated......"

While the two were talking, there was a sudden quarrel on the street.

Pan Jinlian turned her head curiously and found that it was the neighbor's child who sold pears - Brother Yun accidentally bumped into someone else, and the pears in the basket were scattered all over the ground.

What Brother Yun bumped into was a tall, handsome man, and it could be seen from the man's dress and the two entourages following him that his family background was extraordinary.

Bumped into such a rich man, Brother Yun was very scared and kept apologizing to the man, but the man obviously didn't intend to let him go, and instructed the two entourages to grab Brother Yun's clothes and raise their fists to fight.

Pan Jinlian couldn't stand it anymore, because the relationship between this brother Yun and her husband was quite good, so she stood up and walked to the man, wanting to intercede for Brother Yun.

She walked quickly to the man who was hit, first saluted the man, and then said crisply: "Childe, can you please raise your hand once, don't worry about this little brother?" ”

Seeing that someone actually dared to step forward to intercede, the man who was hit just wanted to reply impatiently to get out, but after seeing Pan Jinlian's appearance clearly, the word "roll" that came to his mouth was swallowed back by him.

The man straightened his clothes, looked at Pan Jinlian with shining eyes, and arched his hand: "Since it is a girl who intercedes, then I naturally want to sell the girl a little face." ”

After speaking, the man waved his hand and motioned for his entourage to put down Brother Yun.

"Jin Lian has thanked Gongzi here."

Pan Jinlian saluted the man again, and then asked Brother Yun, who was standing aside, if he was okay.

Brother Yun shook his head, whispered that it was okay, and then bent down to pick up the pears scattered on the ground and brought them back to the basket.

Pan Jinlian saw that the pears were scattered all over the ground, so she bent down to help pick them up.

When the man saw this, he shouted: "Oh, how can you let the girl do such hard work, let me pick it up." ”

After speaking, the man squeezed to Pan Jinlian's side and bent down to pick it up together.

I don't know if this man was intentional or unintentional, his big hand just held Pan Jinlian's white and tender jade hand.

Both of them trembled in their hearts.

The man was because of the incomparably tender touch, while Pan Jinlian was angry at being suddenly touched by a strange man.

Pan Jinlian instantly retracted her hand, and asked the man with a hint of anger: "What do you mean by this, Childe!" ”

"If you accidentally touch it, if you accidentally touch it, don't be angry." The man immediately explained with a smile.

Hearing the man say this, Pan Jinlian couldn't be angry anymore, so she separated the man from one position and continued to help Brother Yun pick up the pears on the ground.

Soon, the pears scattered on the ground were picked up by several people and retrieved from the basket.

Brother Yun was in a hurry to pick it up and sell it at the market, so he said goodbye to Pan Jinlian and left quickly.

Pan Jinlian turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the man: "Girl, please stay." ”

Pan Jinlian turned around and looked at the man puzzled: "May I ask what else is going on with the son?" ”

"Xiaoshengfu's surname is Ximen, a single name and a Qing character, he has opened several small pharmacies in this county, and thanks to the love of his peers, he is still the head of the county's medicine store. Xiaosheng wants to invite the girl to have a cup of tea, I wonder if the girl can appreciate her face? The man looked at Pan Jinlian with a smile.

After listening to the man's introduction, Pan Jinlian was a little surprised in her heart, because Ximenqing's name is quite famous in this county, he is not only financially strong, he is the richest man in this county, and his relationship with the government is also very close, and it can almost be said that he is a one-handed existence in this county.

But despite this, Pan Jinlian still refused his invitation: "Thank you for the invitation of Prince Ximen, but Jinlian still has something to do at home, let's leave it for the next time." ”

After speaking, Pan Jinlian walked in the direction of her house without looking back.

Looking at Pan Jinlian's shadow as she walked away, Ximen Qing sighed melancholy, looking like he couldn't love it.

He shook his head and just wanted to leave, but was stopped by the princess of the teahouse next to him: "Ximen official, seeing your melancholy face, why don't you come to my teahouse to have a cup of tea to relieve your worries?" ”

Ximenqing glanced at Wang Po, smiled and asked: "Godmother (a title in the Song Dynasty, not the kind of godmother in the modern sense) can know what I am worried about?" ”

Wang Po didn't answer, only glanced at the direction Pan Jinlian left with her eyes, and then showed a meaningful smile.