Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

The thick soup base made things much easier for both parties, and they could also sell more. The owner of Shengyanlou was beaming with joy. He owned two restaurants, and now he had a guaranteed supply of hot pot soup base every day, and business was booming.

On this day, he gave Ji Shou many instructions and asked him to invite Wangshu to the feast building for a gathering.

"Boss Xie said he was very lucky to have our cooperation and wanted to meet to discuss other business."

Ji Shou handed over the money he earned yesterday and the invitation from Boss Xie. Qin Xiuyuan, who was taking a forced rest these days and pretending to read a book, glanced over at him.

Thanks to him, she hasn't left the house for almost half a month since she came here!

"It will take me a few days to sort out the inventory and accounts."

Qin Xiuyuan was serious.

The goods brought from Yaocheng were gradually finding sellers. Ji Shou was responsible for finding people, while Wangshu sold the goods and collected the money. Ji Shou did not suspect anything and nodded: "Miss, Ji Shou and Boss Xie will make it clear."

As the person left and the door closed, someone put down the scriptures and came to rescue the person, saying sticky words: "Sister, take a rest with the little monk."

Wangshu covered his ears, not wanting to hear the turtle chanting, "Fake monk, real turtle!"

I've heard her say that a tortoise is the young of a thousand-year-old tortoise. Okay, I teased her, "The more I hear this, the more I like it."

What's a turtle? It's better than a big mosquito. She used to say that he was staring at her like a mosquito!

After being picked up by someone, she quickly begged for mercy: "Go to work..."

She missed the days when he was on duty!

"Heh..." Qin Xiuyuan chuckled complacently and comforted her. The small black scar on his lower lip seemed to be an embellishment. "I'll go the day after tomorrow."

Monster! Someone's going to die!

In the military camp outside the city, the two flags "Yao" and "Qin" fluttered in the wind, and the orderly training sounds of the army rose and fell.

"Another break?" Xie Miao frowned in front of the camp.

"Yes." Li Fugui straightened his back and thought to himself, since his mouth was bitten by his wife, he can't take a rest, hehe!

Xie Miao was not a stranger, and he had come for two days in a row. After a while, Li Fugui relaxed his back and came close to him, hehe, let me tell you a secret, hehe!

Hey! Xie Miao was completely baffled, completely unable to comprehend how Qin Xiuyuan could have sustained such an injury. He seriously wondered, "Brother Qin is incredibly skilled and agile, how could he have been ambushed by a woman?"

Scared? Scared! Li Fugui's eyes widened. "General Xie, are you kidding me? You're so powerful? And so agile? Could it be that the pleasure in the boudoir is just a fight between the two of us?"

"...this...my general...he always gives in to his wife..."

Oh! Even young men need to study hard! For example, Li Fugui, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have any real experience, he knows a lot and is not afraid of anyone he meets!

Xie Miao returned home with a big question mark.

The governor who came to look for his son saw his son with question mark and asked him about it.

Don't ask, don't know, I'm startled when I ask.

As a person who is outstanding in walking among flowers without getting a single leaf on him, he feels ashamed to see his son puzzled by his problem, and wants to invite his son to watch a beautiful show to enlighten him.

Xie Miao was not interested in his father who was always frivolous, and put on a calm attitude of "not interested, do not disturb".

"Oh my, you don't understand and you made a fool of yourself. When you got home, your dad was kind enough to help you, but you still have this attitude!"

The poor student did not work hard and had a bad attitude. He made a fool of himself and lost all the face of his father!

"Dad, don't worry about it!" Xie Miao was still in a bad mood and was about to leave with two fat and strong dogs, one white and one yellow.

The governor was so angry that he pointed at his unyielding back and cried out to heaven but no one answered.

"Report! The general's messenger has arrived!" A loud voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Xie Miao immediately turned back. The Qin Mansion's housekeeper, who was accompanying him, looked exhausted and obviously had urgent news. The two of them felt something was wrong. The governor quickly stepped forward, took the letter, carefully checked the token and the sealing beeswax, and then tore open the letter.

At first glance, his heart suddenly sank. He quickly finished reading it, handed it to his son, put his hand on the knife holder on the side, turned around and ordered in a deep voice, "Notify the general of the guard to come immediately!"

"Yes!"

When there was a rapid knock on the door, the well-fed man was stroking his wife's back. A brief conversation could be heard faintly, followed by the sound of powerful footsteps, one, then two...

He fished out some clothes and put them on the person, then got off the bed. As he dressed, he turned around and shouted, "What's the matter?"

Before Chun Yang even reached the door, he was suddenly confronted with a question, and his scalp tightened: "General, someone is coming from the Governor's Mansion."

He could hear the sound and ask in the bedroom across the main hall and the outer room, and his ears and eyes were sharp, which was evident.

Soon a general in a lapel robe came out and said, "Prepare some hot water for the door."

Speak briefly to the visitor in the study.

When he came out, his expression remained unchanged. He carried hot water into the bedroom and said, "Shushu, I'm going to the governor's mansion."

"What's going on?" Wangshu rested his head on his arm, not panicking.

"No, wait for me. Maybe things are not going well in the east, but you don't know. Take care of yourself." Wangshu kissed her from forehead to cheek and neck, hugging his big black head.

This time I'm probably going straight to the military camp and not coming back.

The separation was so sudden.

"I have someone next to the sisters. Take Tang Bo and Ji Shou with you when you go out. Don't be afraid. I didn't come back before the weather got cold. Go home early."

Tears flowed down his face uncontrollably, and Wangshu sighed, "You must remember this."

Qin Xiuyuan nodded, tasting the salty, hot tears that streamed down her face, and told her, "Don't worry. Take care of yourself."

He tilted his head and snorted twice. Wangshu bent over and was about to hit him, but the evil man immediately stood up, picked up the clothes on the ground and ran away.

Covering the two attacked parts with his hands, Ji Wangshu roared silently:...Qin Xiuyuan, damn it!

She turned and walked out the door, and met Ji Laoer, who had forgiven him before going to ride a big horse. Ji Laoer, with her hair tied up in a bun and her mouth pouting, called her in a baby voice, "Sister."

"Le Le, I'm going to do some business. I'll take Le Le to ride a horse. Listen to me."

Ji Laoer knows how to do business. He knows that only by making a little money can he have meat to eat, which means he has to travel far away. Just like Wangshu, tears welled up in his eyes and he instantly turned into a fat cat: "Lele, be obedient... Sister, please come back soon..."

He touched her forehead and said, "Okay."

After glancing at Tang Bo and Ji Shou, Zhang San followed closely, and the two quickly rode away.

"Wow!" Ji Laoer chased after the person with his short legs for two steps, but there was no sign of him anywhere. He burst into tears on the spot.

When Qin Xiuyuan and Xie Miaoshuai were rushing out of the city with their troops, the governor's office issued a notice that the war in the east was not going well and that music and performances were banned for three days.

The general's fifth son is gone, and the matter is kept secret.

The fourth brother died in the north, General Li died in Sichuan Province, and now the fifth brother died in the east. It can only be kept secret, and Wangshu pretends not to know.

Ten days later.

That day, Wangshu was cooking porridge with Ji Laoer. The little guy liked to drink beef porridge. He stared at the bubbling porridge gradually becoming thicker, and pointed with his little hand: "Sister!"

"Madam, Miss Qin is here."

A plain dress.