Feng Yuanchen smiled and nodded, his eyes flashing with bright stars.

"It's not a big loss!" Sheng Zhiyao slapped the table in annoyance, "I knew that I would have made something expensive to sell."

Feng Yuanchen comforted her and said, "This is also very good, after all, Shangzhou has abundant products, and there are so many mines in Western Chu, it is impossible for them to take all the advantages."

Sheng Zhiyao nodded, feeling that Feng Yuanchen was also reasonable.

"Wouldn't it be better if we added more fire?"

Hearing this suggestion, Feng Yuanchen's eyes lit up, and he nodded approvingly: "What do you want to do?"

"Aren't they going to compete? Let's take the title deeds of the mine and make a bet!"

When Feng Yuanchen heard this, he was immediately excited: "Okay! That's a good idea!"

The land area of the Western Chu State is far less than that of Shang Zhou, so what they lack most is fertile land vegetables and salt, which are in great demand every year, so the Western Chu people will urgently trade with Shang Zhou.

"When are they going to start the competition?" Sheng Zhiyao touched her delicate and beautiful chin, squinted her eyes, and said slyly, "I'm looking forward to such a fun game more and more."

Feng Yuanchen smiled at the corner of his eyes, his eyes were full of pampering when he looked at Sheng Zhiyao, and he couldn't help but praise: "I will arrange it as soon as possible."

"No, no, no, don't be in such a hurry, you can delay it if you can, and make them think we're afraid." Sheng Zhiyao shook his head and vetoed, "We'll have a good time here these days."

"Okay, I'll take care of that." Feng Yuanchen bowed slightly.

Sheng Zhiyao smiled with satisfaction, took a sip of the teacup, and then changed the topic and chatted about some interesting anecdotes.

While he was talking, the shopkeeper came in with food.

The two immediately stopped talking and stared intently at the meal.

"You two, please use it slowly."

After saying that, the shopkeeper withdrew.

Sheng Zhiyao and Feng Yuanchen looked at each other and smiled.

Feng Yuanchen handed her the chopsticks and said softly, "Let's eat!"

"Thank you!" Sheng Zhiyao took the chopsticks and lowered her head to seriously hold the dishes in the bowl, not noticing Feng Yuanchen's burning gaze at all.

Feng Yuanchen looked at her side face, only to see her long and thick eyelashes trembling slightly, the bridge of her nose was high, and her cherry mouth was slightly open and chewing the dishes in her mouth.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you so happy." Feng Yuanchen said abruptly.

Sheng Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I'm very happy every day!"

Feng Yuanchen glanced at her helplessly: "The way you eat every time you always make me feel that this dish is particularly delicious."

A shallow flush appeared on Sheng Zhiyao's fair cheeks, and she lowered her head shyly, not knowing how to react.

"Ahem......

Just when he was embarrassed, a violent cough suddenly came from next door.

This voice was too familiar, which made Sheng Zhiyao and Feng Yuanchen frown.

"Why is this voice so similar to Grandpa Ding's voice?"

This was followed by the sound of footsteps and the voice of a man.

"Oh, stinky girl, you haven't said anything to come to see me for so long." The old man's hoarse voice carried a thick tiredness, "Fortunately, I was smart and came out with your carriage, but I was infected with some wind cold."

Sheng Zhiyao raised his head and asked in surprise, "Is it really Grandpa Ding?"

Grandpa Ding snorted coldly: "Hmph! Do you remember my old man?"

Sheng Zhiyao smiled wryly: "Where can it?"

Grandpa Ding snorted coldly again: "Hmph, why did I forget about me?"

"Didn't I bring you wine as usual?" Sheng Zhiyao said flatteringly.

When Grandpa Ding heard the word wine, his eyes lit up, and his tone instantly became much softer: "Hmph, just Xun Yan's kid, every time he puts down the wine, he leaves, it's too boring."

Sheng Zhiyao hurriedly stood up, ran towards the outside of the house, and walked to the door of the private room next door: "Grandpa Ding, do we have to talk like this?"

Grandpa Ding's voice suddenly became serious: "You wait!"

A moment later, the door of the private room next door opened, and an old man with a gray beard appeared in front of the two, it was Grandpa Ding.

He looked around left and right, and saw that there were no outsiders: "Where's Feng Yuanchen's stinky boy?"

Sheng Zhiyao pursed her lips and snickered, pointed to Feng Yuanchen next to her, and introduced to Grandpa Ding, "Oh, over there."

Grandpa Ding looked in the direction of her finger.

"Lord Wang." Feng Yuanchen respectfully saluted Grandpa Ding.

"I can't afford to worship you." Grandpa Ding waved his hand and said.

Feng Yuanchen straightened up, looked at Grandpa Ding and said with a smile, "Lord Wang, you should thank me for not telling Zhiyao that you followed us earlier."

Hearing Feng Yuanchen's words, Sheng Zhiyao turned his head in shock: "So you already knew?"

Feng Yuanchen nodded with a smile.

Sheng Zhiyao looked at him angrily: "Since you already knew, why didn't you tell me? I'm stupid enough to go shopping with you!"

Feng Yuanchen stretched out his hands to hold Sheng Zhiyao's slender arm and caressed her tender skin: "Zhiyao, don't blame me, it's the prince who won't let me say it."

"Grandpa Ding!" Sheng Zhiyao shouted angrily, "Why are you lying to me?"

Grandpa Ding sighed bitterly, and glanced at Feng Yuanchen resentfully: "Alas, who made your father sullen and came to Qingfeng Tower to drink."

"What?" Sheng Zhiyao's eyes widened in disbelief, "Father drinking?"

"Well, I persuaded him for a long time that day, and finally he drank too much and said that you will leave for Xichu that night." Grandpa Ding was helpless, "I'm not worried about you little babies, so I came out with you, you said that your imperial grandfather is really, so let you two little babies do such a big thing."

Sheng Zhiyao was silent, recalling his father's abnormal behavior in his mind.

"Forget it, there's no point in talking about this now, let's get over the current hurdle first." Grandpa Ding rubbed his cheeks sadly, "Alas, it's really fate."

After speaking, Grandpa Ding sat back on the stool: "Let's eat!"

Feng Yuanchen and Sheng Zhiyao glanced at each other, and then Sheng Zhiyao ran to the next door and brought all the dishes over.

The two sat down around the table, but Grandpa Ding didn't move his chopsticks.

"What's wrong?" Sheng Zhiyao asked in confusion.

"You two eat first, and I'll have to think about what to do." Grandpa Ding waved his hand irritably, looking very depressed.

"Oh, Grandpa Ding, don't bother, you hurry up and eat, let us pack our luggage and go to our inn, and then I'm showing you the wind and cold." Sheng Zhiyao pulled Grandpa Ding and urged.

Grandpa Ding glanced at Feng Yuanchen and said disdainfully, "Why is the inn he lives in better than mine?"

"That's not it, don't have a cave, eat quickly, take you to see it."

Feng Yuanchen smiled and watched Grandpa Ding interact with Sheng Zhiyao, his eyes flashing with a gentle light.

Grandpa Ding glared at Feng Yuanchen: "What are you doing here, help me get the wine!"