Seven Evil Slips:

Luo Ren opened his eyes.

It was Pin Ting's voice, rambling, repeating: "Brother Xiaodao."

Just like when she was a child, she was his little follower, thinking about it all day long:

—Brother Xiaodao, I will give you candy.

—Brother Xiaodao, buy me a handkerchief.

—Brother Xiaodao, take me out to play together.

The mulberry silk cushion under his body was soft and ironed. After a night of rubbing together, it was as soft as a lover's embrace.

She was angry, thinking that she was very clumsy.

"Brother Xiaodao, why are you so stupid..."

Luo Ren wanted to laugh.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Zheng Bo's voice: "Luo Xiaodao? Luo Xiaodao?"

***

Zheng Bolai told Luo Ren that he would go out with the agency to look at the store in the morning.

Luo Ren suggested before that the place in Xiaoshanghe is dry and not suitable for recuperation. He hopes that Pin Ting will live in Lijiang temporarily.

Bo Zheng is a distant relative of the Luo family. Pin Ting's mother died early, and Luo Wenmiao always goes out to give lectures. The family needs someone who can handle things well. Zheng Bo was naturally selected. He watched Pin Ting grow up. , the caring and care for her is only a lot more than Luo Wenmiao's incompetent father.

So, naturally, wherever Ping Ting goes, he will go there.

It's just that since he's staying here, he has to make long-term plans, and he can't sit and eat with his hands spread out every day. He told Luo Ren that he wanted to open a shop nearby.

Specifically speaking, it is a restaurant with a Northwest flavor.

Zheng Bo's cooking skills have always been good. A roast leg of lamb is something that Ten Wan never forgets.

What Zheng Bo meant was that he didn't have much money on hand, so he wanted to ask Luo Ren to inject capital and be the boss behind it.

——"I'm getting old, I don't want money, I just find something to do. If you have something to do, you will age slower, and you can hire Ting for a few more years. If you make money, it's all yours. I'll take it as a job for you."

It fell right into Luo Ren's arms. He brought back a lot of money, but if the money doesn't move, it's dead money, and it will only become less and less—you have to find a way to make the money alive.

When he went to the bar, he inadvertently mentioned this, and he received strong support from Cao Yanhua.

"Fan Zhuang is good, Fan Zhuang is good!" Cao Yanhua's eyes were shining brightly, and Luo Ren's heart was alerted by the brilliance: Cao Fatty was determined to swallow the Fan Zhuang alive and make him poor.

Furthermore, Luo Ren realized that he was wrong.

"Don't just cook Northwest cuisine, add Sichuan-Chongqing cuisine, hot pot upstairs and roast leg of lamb downstairs, as well as spicy chicken, boiled fish, skewers, Maoxuewang..."

Luo Ren glanced at him, this is the rhythm of exhausting Zheng Bo to death, right? He is also a man who is close to sixty years old. As a boss, it is not easy to extract the surplus value of others.

Cao Yanhua suddenly thought of something: "Investment, I also invest, share!"

13,000 leaned over from the bar and looked at the expression like a ghost: "Brother Cao, do you have money?"

"Pearls!" Cao Yanhua spat excitedly, "Brother Sansan, I, you, and my younger sister, Little Master, and Sister Hongsha, we all have pearls. Let's buy shares and count them as our common property. The name of the restaurant is 'Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens'!"

His hands spread out, words paused, with that posture, he was about to dance for nine days without the phoenix dancing.

13,000 sneered, Cao Yanhua's naming level is not much better than Yan Hongsha's.

On the contrary, Kiyo, who has been silent all the time, said: "I think it's okay, yes."

When he was speaking, he leaned his elbows on the table, rested his cheeks on his hands, and kept his voice low, as if asking for Luo Ren's opinion.

Luo Ren stretched out his arms and hugged her: "Okay, when the time comes, I will give you double the dividends."

Cao Yanhua was jealous and asked, "What if I lost money?"

Luo Ren said: "Thanks to Kiyo, I also have it. I will subsidize it."

It's so different, Cao Yanhua thought melancholy: I also want a boyfriend.

Since most people support it, 13,000 people have to seriously consider this matter: "It's okay, let's spread the risk, you can let the rich woman invest more, she has money."

"Rich woman" is his special name for Yan Hongsha after he was forced to join the WeChat group "Phoenix Rangers".

Cao Yanhua once advised Yiwan to be more polite to sister Hongsha, and also asked: Isn't Bai Fumei Sansan's consistent pursuit? Why are you so mean to sister Hongsha?

13,000's answer is: "At that time, if I knew she was rich, I would have been polite to her. Didn't I know that at that time, if I turned my head to show her courtesy, she would look down on her instead. So I just let it go If you can't catch up with Bai Fumei, it's good to trample on it."

…

All in all, opening a restaurant was originally just an idea of ​​Uncle Zheng, but after going through so much, it started vigorously...and landed.

***

Bo Zheng showed Luo Ren the locations of several stores recommended by the intermediary, and the locations were not bad. Luo Ren felt at ease with Bo Zheng and completely delegated authority: "You can decide."

While speaking, he went outside the door and made a stretching posture to move his muscles and bones. He had a panoramic view of the small courtyard. He didn't know what Yi Wan was playing with Pin Ting, and he stood there motionless.

Luo Ren murmured: "I'm really surprised, why does Pin Ting call Yi Wan San 'Brother Xiao Dao'?"

Zheng Bo snorted: "That's because, even people who are not clear-headed, they know it well. Whoever treats her well is her brother Xiaodao! You used to be really kind to Pin Ting, but now, I don’t know who to use my thoughts on.”

Unable to match Pin Ting and Luo Ren Lalang successfully, Zheng Bo is always brooding: "Why haven't I seen Muyo in the past two days? Have you had a fight?"

His face was full of schadenfreude that he was happy to see the two quarreling.

Already a half-grown old man with such a childlike heart, Luo Ren couldn't help laughing: "She went to Kunming to get her salary."

***

Salary payment, online banking operations, and several steps, she had to travel thousands of miles to Kunming to collect them.

As soon as I heard it, I knew that the drunkard's intention was not to drink, and it was false to receive a salary, and it was true to go to have fun. Luo Ren said casually: "Either I will drive you there."

"No, no, that's too much trouble, I'll just buy a ticket."

What's the trouble with this, why does it look like it's deliberately leaving him alone?

Luo Ren deliberately insisted: "No trouble, just fill up the car."

Kiyo is still unwilling: "Don't you have anything to do? Men, don't be busy with such small things, and go to your own big things."

With a look of disgust on his face, he said that he seemed to be doing nothing, and her "receiving salary" seemed to be a major event that benefited the country and the people.

Luo Ren asked bluntly: "You don't want to go with me?"

Kiyo remained silent, after a meeting, Qiqi Ai Ai: "It's about dating, don't stay together all day, everyone needs some space..."

Space?

Luo Ren's teeth were itching with hatred, when did they "stay together all day"? The space between each other can be raced, and she still needs space!

You are not benevolent, and I am not righteous, too, love to go!

***

At the same time, Kiyo was practicing kung fu with Yan Hongsha.

The location of this house is really good, it is quiet amidst the noise, the morning wind is cool, but it blows people very comfortably.

Kiyo looked down into the well, Yan Hongsha was more than a meter below her head, hugging the dangling rope, neither climbing up nor going down, just swaying like that, seeing Muyo looking at her, still "" "Uh" with a sound, he tilted his head and stuck out his long tongue, like a hanged ghost.

Kiyo got angry, moved over the manhole cover standing on the side, and made a gesture to cover the well mouth.

"Don't, don't, Kiyo." Yan Hongsha hurried back to normal, wrapped her feet around the rope a few times to make her body more stable, "How nice to have a dual personality, I think it's pretty cool."

Kiyo muffled: "You don't understand."

Yan Hongsha said: "This kind of thing depends on how you look at it. People who are pessimistic will die and feel sick. But what about optimistic people..."

"How about an optimistic person?"

Yan Hongsha looked eagerly: "Don't you feel like a superman? You are always yourself. At critical moments, you have a stronger self to protect yourself!"

Kiyo glared at her, and casually pushed a handful of well rope from above, Yan Hongsha was holding the well rope, swinging like a weight.

She felt that what she said made sense: "Even if she has a dual personality, she didn't do anything bad or harm anyone. She only appeared once in so many years. What do you have to worry about?"

Kiyo seems to be asking her, but also asking himself: "What will happen if I tell Luo Ren?"

"I'll be very happy," Yan Hongsha continued to sway, "This is equivalent to having two girlfriends. Men are happy."

Kiyo sighed: "Your mind is filled with stones that you can touch from the well."

Yan Hongsha triumphantly said, "Then my brain is worth a fortune. I went down to dig for treasures, and all I touched were gems. Hey, Kiyo..."

She looked up at Kiyo: "Grandpa told me that his eyes will get worse and worse as he gets old, so he wants to make a final vote while he can still see. Do you want to join?" "

Kiyo didn't listen.

The aroma of breakfast from the front yard wafted in, sweet, glutinous and salty, wrapped in the wind, blowing strand by strand, making her feel melancholy.

What will happen if you tell Luo Ren?

***

The lights are on.

Luo Ren strolled through the waterways along the street, and the night shows in many bars had already started ahead of schedule. The resident singer who was rushing to the show held a guitar and sat down on the steps in the open air. out.

Can sing sad songs, love songs, nostalgic songs, wild songs, this kind of songs will never worry about having no market.

Bo Zheng took a fancy to a storefront and gave him the address so that he must check it out.

It's okay, just treat it as a stroll.

In fact, it is not very far from the bar and his residence, but he has never been here, which shows how hasty his life in this ancient city is.

The place is easy to find, because among the brightly lit storefronts, only this one is dark.

Getting closer, this is a closed shop. Although most of the furniture has been removed, through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, it can still be seen that the shop used to be a dessert shop, because there are peaches. Heart-shaped stickers are pasted on the wall, densely packed.

Luo Ren took out his mobile phone to light it up, and saw words written on the one closest to the wall.

"xx, you scumbag, you don't care about me now, but you can't stand up to me in the future!"

It seems to be able to see a girl writing in anger.

Luo Ren laughed, in this world, except for a few people who are particularly transparent, most people go around and around, and they can't change the words of love and hate, but it's good if they don't lose their ambition.

He turned his head and looked at the surrounding shops.

Everything is sold, such as barbecue snack bars, silver jewelry shops, ethnic costumes, fake antiques, Dongba wind chimes, and postcards.

Luo Ren stopped in front of a shop.

The name of this shop is "Cao Yan".

There is a kind of store with a different aura. From ten meters away, you can feel the coldness of not getting close to strangers. It is also like a VIP club. To the general public, every detail of the layout is like It is saying: even if you have money, you may not be able to come in, you have to have quality.

That's the case with "奁艳".

Among the storefronts with incandescent lamps, it is dimly lit, so dark that people can't help but breathe lightly. Inside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, first you can see the incense, a delicate copper crane standing on the plate Above, a faint wisp of smoke from the crane's beak lingered upward.

Sure enough, as soon as the door was opened, a faint sandalwood aroma could be smelled.

In the corner sat a long-haired young woman, wearing a loose cotton and linen dress, with her head down, carefully threading the beads in her hand. Those beads were smaller than half of a grain of rice, and the red ones were coral. Blue is lapis lazuli.

Hearing the sound, she looked up at Luo Ren, her eyes were as calm as a pool of water.

She is exquisitely painted.

Luo Ren's eyes fell on the Duobaoge shelf on the side wall.

The shelves are all antiques. The original Duobaoge was used by rich families to store books. Here, each shelf is covered with exquisite black velvet to display unique products.

No one is exactly the same, only one of each.

The price tag was written with a brush on a small piece of incense stick. Luo Ren saw that it was just a touch of satin red, and the price tag was 2,800.

A slender silk sticks out from behind, and there are two bracelets on the wrist, one gold and one jade, lightly touching and making a sound, the real sound of gold and jade.

She unfolded the silk red silk and said, "This is the bellyband."

"In the Han Dynasty, it was called Baofu or Xinyi. In the Yuan Dynasty, it was called Acacia. Two characters, one male and one female, imply that both are right and perfect.”

There is appliqué embroidery on the satin surface, and it is indeed a man and a woman, surrounded by embroidered flowers, delicate and charming.

Luo Ren asked her: "Why are the faces of the men and women above all blank?"

She smiled lightly, as if she was waiting for him to ask.

"Because this is a bellyband made for herself by a woman who has not left the court in ancient times. After she finally finds a good man and gets married, she will embroider the eyebrows and eyes on the blank face, implying that the wish will come true."

She handed the bellyband to him, and the silk red satin was plated with dark light, which made her fair complexion more and more reflected.

"You can give it to your beloved girl, let her embroider male and female eyebrows. Of course..."

She twitched her fingers and squeezed them back lightly, and immediately there were many wrinkles on the silk satin.

"If you haven't, forget it."

[123 romance debut]