Chapter 182: The foreshadowing is buried in the paper crane

Chapter 182 Foreshadowing in the Paper Crane

Fingers are still rubbing between the vials, Huanyan lowered her eyes, not letting herself look, but she still couldn't help it.

"Chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea will not help your injury."

Yuan Xian is not someone who treats his subordinates harshly, especially a confidant like Huanyan, he can give some things without blinking, while others he cherishes with a broom.

"Happy face, that's not what it means."

What she cared about was always the tea delivery person.

"An ice-breaking diplomatic trip is imperative. Send a message to the people of Honglu Temple to go to Yanjing to negotiate peace talks with Dayan about resuming trade."

Compared to Dayan's farming and mulberry-based, Song State's commercial activities and foreign trade accounted for most of the country's tax revenue, but Song State's land, population and military strength were not as good as Dayan's. And Dayan's consumption power is much higher than Northern Qi, Xiliang and Beirong. Therefore, the foreign trade of Song State also depends on the export of Dayan.

There was a knock on the door of the private room, and Sanqi came in with a tray to serve the guests. She secretly glanced at Huanyan, why are all the guests today such gods?

"Let's eat together." Yuan Xian said.

This made Huanyan even more surprised. How long ago has she been treated like this? can not imagine.

After Sanqi withdrew, Huan Yan said: "At this juncture, Dayan is from top to bottom, I am afraid that he is not willing to do business with Song Dynasty."

Yuan Xian took a piece of duck pancake, wrapped it with two slices of ruddy and bright duck meat, green melon strips, shredded green onion, and took a bite. "In this world, there has never been an easy task. How can the post of envoy be so easy! If you have any difficulties, go to overcome them, tell Xu Zhengqing, and find those who can influence Sheng Ting."

"Yes." Huanyan replied solemnly, "Sir, what about you...?"

going or not?

"I have to meet an old friend."

Which old friend is the owner of chrysanthemum and wolfberry?

Yuan Xian suddenly lowered his voice, and the warm spring breeze just subsided, "Huanyan, if you can't guess who I want to meet, then you have followed me in vain all these years."

Huanyan is aware of her gaffe, only when it comes to that person, her sanity will be absent. "Huanyan understands."

After finishing the meal, Yuan Xian went downstairs with a happy face. Sanqi prepared Poria cakes and packed them in cloth bags, and he accepted them with a smile.

After he left, Sanqi returned to the message wall, stared at the paper crane, and then quietly took off the paper crane.

"Sanqi, what are you doing in a daze?" Yam's voice sounded beside her ears.

Sanqi shook her hand, and the paper crane fell to the ground, she quickly picked it up. "No, nothing."

The guest's note was originally displayed publicly, and Yam didn't take it seriously. "Don't be fussy, go to work."

Sanqi ran out, opened the paper crane under the eaves of no one, hey, there were no words on it, but a few strokes looked more like a portrait, a profile. Oh, it looks a little familiar, my God, is it... her?

**

Time is like water, flowing through the fingers.

On the ninth day of November, the temperature suddenly dropped in Wanzhou, and fine snow particles floated in the sky.

Baicaoshi took Bai Xiaoshu out of the clinic, got into the carriage and went straight to the fur shop—Wanji.

Early winter is here, and the whole family needs to add clothes. She is like a big housekeeper, taking care of the family's basic necessities of life.

As soon as she entered the store, she saw a solid-colored white fox fur, which was very beautiful. If you make a cloak, it must be very warm.

"Shopkeeper, how do you sell that fox fur?"

The price is also quite staggering.

"Sister, it's so expensive." Bai Xiaoshu and his sister whispered.

"It suits your brother-in-law very well, doesn't he? He needs a beautiful cloak or cloak to be decent when he goes in and out of the academy." Baicaoshi took the white fox fur and compared it to Bai Xiaoshu.

Bai Xiaoshu curled her lips, alas, is she her own sister? Why can't such a good thing happen to him? But my sister didn't even care about herself, she only had her brother-in-law in her eyes.

If the brother-in-law treats the sister badly, hum! Bai Xiaoshu clenched his fists, don't blame him for being rude.

Putting down the white fox fur, Baicaoshi looked at the most common squirrel skin in daily life, thinking about making a big fur coat for mother and master. Younger brother and Shinichi, young people, you can wear leather, and play handsome by the way.

"Sister, I like this."

"Okay, I'll buy it for you."

When he was about to pay, he saw a young man in his mid-twenties, wearing a mink raccoon warm jacket with a full lapel and a pair of deep black eyes, stretching out his hand towards the white fox fur.

"This is what we set our sights on first." Bai Xiaoshu went to pull the white fox fur.

"Bold, you are worthy of grabbing what my king...Young Master wants!" The young man who looked like a guard spoke, and judging from his clothes, he was either rich or expensive.

The shopkeeper came forward, bowing to each other, all of them were big customers, "Girl, sir, there is only one piece of white fox fur. Or look at others, here are lynx cat, squirrel, and ermine fur."

Baicaoshi smiled, her eyes fell on the pattern on his waist, like a red bird fluttering its wings: "My lord, there is always a first-come-first-come-first-come-first-served one. I think the clothes you wear are extremely warm, and the velvet is of high quality. What’s missing is this white fox fur.”

good.

The man looked at the Poetry of Baicao, and found that the girl was very aura, especially a pair of autumn water cut pupils, which seemed to be foggy. "To tell you the truth, girl, I intend to give it to a beautiful woman as a gift, so please cut it off."

The word "cut love" is quite heavy, and there is no doubt about it.

"To tell you the truth, sir, I bought it for my husband-in-law. He was suffering from cold, and he died half of his life in winter. Please be sympathetic, sir." Baicaoshi turned into a showman with all kinds of changes, pretending to be pitiful and making people fall into tears tears. Besides, she didn't lie, it was indeed like this before.

The man suddenly felt something, if that person had this kind of thought for him, what else could he expect? "It turned out to be Madam. I think the other furs here are more warm. The fox fur just looks beautiful."

Baicaoshi spread her hands, and suddenly moved closer, and said in a low voice: "My lord, I paid half of the deposit for this white fox fur. I think you have a high status, and you must be from a hairpin family. You are reasonable, and you can't let my money buy it." Is it in the water?"

His eyesight is not bad, and he can see that he is valuable.

The man turned to the guard behind him and said: "Give this girl fifty taels of silver, which is my compensation to her."

The guard opened his mouth, and reluctantly took out his pocket.

Bai Xiaoshu didn't know why, so she saw that Baicaoshi took the silver and didn't buy other furs, so she turned around and left Wanji.

"It's really stingy, I didn't give more than two taels of compensation." Baicaoshi grinned against the bitter north wind.

"Sister, this person is not evil, at least he gave you compensation." Bai Xiaoshu comforted, he is a natural optimist.

Baicaoshi shook her head, what a silly boy. There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, it all depends on clever brains and tricks.

If she guessed correctly, then King Ming has already arrived in Wanzhou.

May 1st is approaching, and every time this is the time when various promotions in the real estate industry start to sell,

Yanshui has to work overtime day and night, and today it is hard to send it out before 12 o'clock.

Still have to work overtime.

For the sake of Yanshui being so pitiful, it would be nice to vote for the monthly ticket

(end of this chapter)

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