When the business talks were almost done, Sha Zhemao heard the boss of Liyuan yell, "Now let Miss Rong bring you "Farewell My Concubine"!"

Sha Zhemao heard the applause that was about to lift the roof and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Looking at Cen Liangxi, his face was cautious, and there was a somewhat discussing tone, "Master Cen, four or six, you six, we four, three or seven are too many, and I won’t be able to deal with the marshal when I go back. Are you embarrassing me?"

Cen Liangxi seemed to have no interest in the fierce atmosphere underneath, and she didn't even raise her eyelids. "Cen has been in business for so many years, and it's not just that the Grand Marshal's mansion is interested in cooperating with Cen. What do you think, boss Sha? "

Sha Zhemao said that the thief was really cunning and treacherous, and at the same time he had a pleasing smile on his face, "Then, you can hold down this guy first. When I go back and report to the boss, how about talking about the price?"

Cen Liangxi raised her eyebrows, her expressionless face with a smile.

A cold sweat broke out on Sha Zhemao's back.

Damn it, what a cold sweat on this hot day.

"If you want to cooperate, you must show the sincerity of cooperation. Boss Sha makes it difficult for Cen to do this. The goods are all there, and it costs a lot of silver dollars every day."

Sha Zhemao thought that Cen Liangxi was really a copper-smelly businessman, and she fell into the eyes of money.

"Then we paid the money." Sha Zhemao gritted his teeth, almost gritted his teeth.

He could already think of how the marshal would punish him when he returned.

Cen Liangxi was immediately satisfied, nodded and got up, with one hand behind her, her tone still cold, "Then Cen is waiting for the news from Boss Sha."

Sha Zhemao watched Cen Liangxi leave with a smile on his face, and when Cen Liangxi walked away, he immediately smashed the cup in his hand.

Cen Liangxi's arms can't be stretched out of his thighs, how could Cen Liangxi, a trader, be stretched out of the commander's mansion.

Then he only needs to look at Cen Liangxi's bad luck.

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Many people in Ancheng have heard the news that Rong Huang will perform on stage, and those with richer backgrounds have basically come.

The woman with skin like white porcelain and delicate face wore a long-sleeved costume, red like a fire.

The woman’s voice is beautiful and charming, and she expects Ai Ai to sing, "A man who can bend and stretch out to be a handsome man, and who is afraid of anyone's ridicule!"

Cen Liangxi was troubled by the noise of singing and singing, and just wanted to get out of here quickly.

The so-called pillars are nothing more than this.

Like a thrush that only chirps.

"You gluttonous don't move, this is mine!" Suddenly the soft and sweet female voice sounded, Cen Liangxi's steps stopped, and she subconsciously looked towards the sound source.

The structure and decoration of the Liyuan are good, but how to come from it is exquisite and magnificent, but one thing is not good, that is, the kitchen is built separately by the Liyuan.

A low house just stands beside the gorgeous pear orchard, making it impossible for people to come and go without paying attention.

Because it was Liyuan’s pillar at this time, the cook and the cooks and the cooks sneaked in, just to listen to the show.

A little girl in a moon-white cheongsam squatted at the door of the kitchen, with an unseen little beast squatting beside her feet.

The little girl held a plate of dim sum in her arms, with one hand against the little beast that wanted to pounce at the dim sum, she looked fierce, but she was cute and charming from head to toe.

The dim light under the eaves of the kitchen door cast on the little girl, giving people an inexplicable warm feeling.