MTL - The Lady’s Sickly Husband-~ 039 Silver, who would be too much?

"Nine Stars Announcement!"

Around the nine-star news, I wandered around for two laps. Xin Yiming’s mouthful of praise, “Good! Very good! This carving is better than the imagination of this son.”

After the words, he gave a look to Gao Lang behind him, and Gao Lang immediately offered a silver ticket.

"Here is five hundred and two silver..."

Su Qixiao fan knocked on the table and shouted: "What? Five hundred and two? This kind of peerless work is only five hundred and two silver, this son needs it! This son has six hundred and two... This... This is the nine-star news. ......"

This sly, the temperament is completely absent, and the eyes of the whole child are splashing.

"Seven sons, this is what our son bought for Jane Elder Jun. If you like it, you can let..." Gao Lang was anxious. He never saw his family being so satisfied with an item.

Take him for himself, how many places have been with the son, and the horizon is also very open, I have never seen such a masterpiece.

"Let's go! This son still needs a slave to teach you."

This statement is enough to be arrogant, and completely deviate from Su Qi’s usual speech, which makes the thousands of snow horrified.

Ah Lu looked at the nose, his nose and his heart, but he couldn’t help but take a moment. The son wanted to destroy the image today.

"Gaolang retreat! Seven sons, Xin is disciplined, please forgive me! Just this nine-star news is set up with the master early, and the little lady is just a middleman. Otherwise, the next time for the brother Apologizes for the door."

"Is there a contract? Are you paying? What kind of gift, the younger brother, I will look at the nine-star news today, and also ask Xiongtai to give in." Su Qi stepped forward and opened Xin Yiming, and made an eight-hand gesture. Extreme: "Little lady, I am out of two hundred and two, you sell and I got it."

A thousand people can't laugh and laugh, what the seven sons are going to make.

"This son, your kindhearted little woman's heart. The little woman is not talented, but also knows the word of faith. Although there is no covenant, but the verbal pledge is also a word of gold."

"You fool, this son has eight hundred and eight, eight hundred and two, ah, don't make money, you, you... mad at the son..."

Su Qi said that while he was in the past, he ran against Xin Yiming. "Xin Dagong, the county guardian, is so stingy, this kind of special product is actually so expensive, really... really..."

Although the latter words are not said, it is self-evident, nothing more than you are stingy, you have no identity, you have no taste.

Xin Yiming is not angry, just smiles. "This thing is really extraordinary. The little lady is faithful. The son can't be stingy. Gao Lang takes the silver ticket. It is eight hundred and two. May I ask the little lady, the master can have other works. This son has been collected."

The strange snow surface is not moving, but the music is broken, and I earned three hundred and two at a time, and it took no effort. This Su Qi originally wanted to help her! This person is really skin, not a little like a son.

After collecting the silver ticket, the stranger Qian Xue made a ritual. "Since Xin Gongzi Gao Yi, the slave family is not good to push, the master has accepted it. However, the master is very busy recently, no matter what else, the son forgive me. "And also carved? Does she not want her hands?

In the back, he gently stroked the wound in the palm of his hand, and remembered Ning Shaoqing's full blisters. He decided to make a decision if he was to sculpt in the future. If he was to sculpt in the future, he must stay at home and let Ning Shaoqing appreciate it.

Now that I am short of money, this Su Qigongzi’s feelings, she does not lead and lead, always a business partner, there are many opportunities to return.

Just, I don’t think that this Xinzi is actually the nephew of the county.

The county guard, the highest official of Tianxiang City, lame, the whole city has to shake three shakes. However, he is so polite to this Suqi, what is the identity of the seven sons?

Mo Qianshui’s heart is suspicious, but Shantou no longer thinks. Who is not related to her, she is a married woman, but only some business dealings with his Baiyun, but also want to check the ancestors of the 18th generation.

Seeing that the money has been paid, the nails have been set on the board, Su Qi and the Xin Yiming have been chilling. "Tomorrow is the birth of Jane's old lady. The gift of Xin Xiong is ingenuity, exquisite and extraordinary, and will be able to refine the old lady." Miss Jane of the Jane is with you..."

He really didn't like the savvy vision of Xin Yiming, who swept it away in a strangely and unconsciously. One exit reveals the bottom of Xin Yiming. Who does not know that Xin Gongzi loves Miss Jane, and asks her for many times without fruit.

Xin Yiming did not have the anger in his imagination. Instead, he smiled and said: "You don't bother me when you are seven sons. Who doesn't know, you have many young ladies in Beijing who love..."

There are no taboos in the two populations, mutual humility, mutual jokes, and mutual thoughts.

The money was also collected, and the goods were also inspected. It was the time of the debut, and there was no time for the strangers to listen to the two men.

Yang said: "If there is nothing wrong with this carving, the two sons sit wide and the slaves retire."

Su Qi waved his hand and said, "Go," and intercepted the words that Xin Yiming had already reached his lips, waiting to be asked again.

*

Baiyunju, a thousand people walked in front of the snow, and Su Shi’s foot also invited his resignation. Once he returned to the bookstore, he called a call to ask questions.

"What kind of person is Mr. Ning who is studying in the end? If it is possible to recruit Sujia as a guest, I recommend it by Sujia, and I want to learn from the official. I don’t think that Ningjia Niangzi is so hard."

"I am afraid that Mr. Ning will not come."

"how do I say this?"

"Under the view of Mr. Nain, the extraordinary atmosphere, the style is compelling, I am afraid that it is a real hermit."

"Oh?! Hermit?"

Su Qi suddenly remembered the letter that Ning Shaoqing called Ato call to him a few days ago.

The pen peak is strong and powerful, the font is chic, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and it is a self-contained one. Such a font will never come from a weak student.

In accordance with the letter, he was defeated in less than half a month before the welcoming guests who were half-two with them. The idea was never a dream of a small village student.

The letter between the letter and the letter is full of arrogance, a letter, an idea, there is no intention to please, but it is his medical experience.

"You are not unreasonable, but if he is a real hermit, why is it so hard for his own woman to show up outside?"

"..."