Chapter 260: Take Little Flower Turtle home
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I bought the cakes. I waited
in line for a long time.
Some things require waiting to be novel.
But I watched a scene of teasing and being robbed.
It is now the 289th year of Chu Yuan, and this batch is probably born after 28 or 27, so scary.
They are all honest after 25, and they all use power to suppress others and dare not say anything nonsense.
Are those born after 28 so scary now?
When he took the carriage to the palace, Prince Han was still a little confused.
When the emperor asked him what he had been doing recently and why he didn't come to the palace to see him.
He told the emperor what he had seen when he went to buy cakes just now.
"The little fat kid who flirted with people should be the son of Minister Liu. I don't know the other two kids. He is very good-looking and still young, probably around 28 years old. He was so young that he actually robbed Minister Liu's family of several hundred taels of silver."
The emperor was not in the mood for doing business, but he was fine with gossip.
Hearing his nephew say this, he also sighed that the children nowadays are different, different from their time.
"Nowadays, they eat well and can be raised after they are born.
Their conditions were average back then, and they were all dark and thin after they were born.
But now the country is strong."
The usually stupid Crown Prince Han patted the dragon's butt without leaving a trace.
The dragon's face was very happy.
The children nowadays are better than those in the past, which shows that they are indeed better under his rule.
Today is a happy day.
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Today is a happy day.
Ms. Mian took the money and continued shopping with her brother Chong.
What is taken from the people should be used for the people.
It must be spent.
After eating the cakes, she was thirsty again and wanted to drink something.
She saw the hot soup seller on the roadside next to the pancake shop and felt that the owner was a little unclean, because at the last moment of filling the bowl, the owner would wipe the edge of the bowl with his hand, and then put his hand in his mouth to suck it.
Zi Xiaochong's face cracked directly, he absolutely would not drink this.
Well, Mian Mian couldn't drink it either.
Forget it, although it smells good, let's go to another store.
The next door to the next one is a dessert shop.
But on the street.
There are a lot of flying insects.
There are no cangying stickers and no electric mosquito swatters.
Forget it, I won't buy food.
I looked at several stores.
Really, the first pancake shop was so popular, besides being delicious, there were other reasons, at least it looked very clean.
Mianmian thought, Madam Meng also gave her a shop, should I go and have a look, I really want to open a restaurant on this street.
No, I heard that working in the restaurant business is very tiring.
I can open a teahouse.
I heard that if you don’t have connections in a teahouse, you will definitely lose money.
Mianmian has never started a business.
I heard that if you have enough food and drink, you will be poor if you start a business.
Suddenly I want to start a business...
This is ancient times, if I don’t try, what if I travel back to the modern world next time and the conditions are average, I dare not do it.
When the conditions are right, I have to do everything I can to accumulate experience for the future.
With this thought, Mianmian became ambitious again and continued to go shopping with Chongge.
Let's see what this street is about.
There are people coming and going on the street, and there is no strict distinction between men and women.
There are also many women on the street .
Of course, they are mainly women from ordinary families.
They need to show their faces, work outside, or go out to buy and sell things, and also go shopping.
There are relatively few women from wealthy families, which may be due to this street. When
wealthy families go out, there are guards in front and behind to prevent them from being injured by others.
Mianmian and his group, with Heita in front, Wei Biao behind, Pangya on the left, and Chongge on the right. They
wandered all the way.
Probably because of her young age and the fact that she had just cheated the son of Minister Liu, for a while, the pedestrians on the street avoided them. When
she wanted to pay for the things she bought, a shopkeeper didn't even dare to accept her money.
Mianmian felt like a villain.
This feeling was... actually quite good.
After walking down one street, she wanted to walk some more.
Finally, Brother Chong protested seriously and dragged Mianmian back to the carriage. He
was a little sad to go home.
He didn't even dare to go back.
There were traces of his father everywhere.
After his father left, the house was like a huge and exquisite tomb.
Although he was alive, he felt as if he was dead.
But now, with a little sweat on his forehead, he didn't even remember whether it was a tomb or not. He just felt that he couldn't go shopping anymore.
There were too many people.
There were too many shops.
It was messy everywhere.
He was also worried that Jiang Xiaogui would be kidnapped. She was pretty and walked arrogantly. If he wasn't careful, she might go somewhere else.
As a result, he kept holding her. He
finally pulled her back to the carriage, and felt that he had used up all the energy for breakfast.
Mianmian was also tired from shopping.
She happily spread out her spoils on the carriage.
By the way, she could also drink some tea to moisten her throat.
It was still a bit dry outside in winter.
She bought some nice braided bracelets.
Each one looked beautiful.
They could be given to the whole family.
She wore one for herself. She
also gave one to Chong Ge.
"Brother, let me help you wear it."
Zi Congheng withdrew his hand and refused.
But he put the bracelet away. He closed his eyes and
said nothing.
He was worried that if he opened his eyes, Jiang Xiaogui would keep talking.
They went all the way to his residence.
The house was not big and very quiet.
It was a private residence.
Zi Lu usually didn't work here. It should be where he and his son lived, a warm and private place.
It was winding and difficult to find.
The interior of the house was very delicate.
It was obvious that it was decorated very carefully.
And it felt like everything was very expensive.
But Chong Ge's bedroom is a bit simple.
It's big and empty.
There is a bed.
There is a window.
There is a cabinet.
The clothes in the cabinet are either white or black, very simple.
Entering Chong Ge's room, it feels like entering the fairyland, as if a cultivator lives there.
There is nothing, and the air is full of fairy air.
Fortunately, there is a little turtle.
Dong Ri is hibernating, with all four legs retracted, and Mian Mian is not sure whether the little turtle is alive or dead.
Looking at the motionless little turtle.
Mian Mian reached down, took the little turtle in her hand, weighed it, it was quite heavy, probably alive.
"Let's go, let's find you a new place to live."
Pang Ya brought a wooden barrel, and Mian Mian put the little turtle in it.
Mian Mian asked, "Is there anything else you want to take?"
Zi Congheng took Mian Mian to the warehouse.
Jiang Mianmian looked at the warehouse full of jewelry, jade, gold, calligraphy and paintings.
She didn't expect Brother Chong to be so rich.
"Do you want to take these?" Mianmian asked.
"Pick the ones you like." Zi Congheng said.
Mianmian didn't hesitate and picked them out carefully.
"This is for Dad. Dad likes famous calligraphy and paintings."
"This is a flying knife. You can give it to my brother."
"This necklace is for Mom. This should be a supplement. Give it to my sister. My sister will like it. This, this weapon looks good. Give it to my brother-in-law. This little golden pig, I'll take it to play with. This pen is good, brother, take this one."
"This felt is good. Give it to Uncle Wei."
Mianmian picked out a circle of gifts.
Zi Congheng watched her choose patiently.
He took a lot more.
Then he closed the warehouse.
It was like moving house.
He moved a cart of clothes and daily necessities, a cart of books, and a cart of various gifts.
When he came, he moved a carriage, and when he left, he moved four carriages.
Because after taking the things, he didn't run around anymore.
So it was wise to go shopping on the way here.
Go shopping early.
Enjoy yourself early.
Back to Jiang's house.
Although it is not as exquisite as Zi Congheng's house, it is much more lively.
There is a sense of fireworks everywhere.
Jiang Changtian also left the court at this time.
Seeing his daughter taking Congheng to get the pet turtle, but ended up moving three carts of things back home, his expression twitched slightly.
His daughter is really good at bringing things into the house.
Jiang Mianmian was very happy to see her father.
She could not wait to go up to him.
She asked curiously, "Dad, did you go to court today? Did you see the emperor? Is the emperor old? Is he serious? Is he handsome?"
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