Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 152 A small fortune fan meets an iron rooster
The carriage slowly drove into a corner of Fangshi, and finally stopped in front of the gate of Mengsheng Building.

Zhan Ninglu bounced off the carriage, and turned around to help Mu Xici who had just leaned out.

"Miss, be careful." Zhan Ninglu bent her eyes, her eyes and brows filled with smiles. It was the end of the first month, and her own lady became more and more busy. Except for breakfast and dinner, she rarely saw she.

Traveling together like today seems to be the first time in these months.

In all fairness, she hoped that her miss would give her more time to rest.

Zhan Ninglu sighed secretly, she knew that Mu Xici was very powerful, even more powerful than many men in the world, but no matter how powerful she was, she was still a girl just ten years old.

She's too young, she shouldn't be like this.

The girl quietly glanced at the half-grown girl beside her. She didn't know why she was so desperate, but she knew that the young lady always pushed herself very hard.

Tight with not much room to breathe.

"Ninglu, wait for you to help me entertain the guests, I'll pass something to His Highness the Seventh Prince first." Mu Xici patted the back of the girl's hand reassuringly, "Don't be nervous, He Ling is the Iron Man under the Seventh Highness's command... ...Mr. Accountant, I think you will hit it off very well."

On the way here, she had explained everything clearly, so she took Zhan Ninglu's look at her just now as her nervousness.

In fact, there is nothing to be nervous about, the opposite is indeed an out-and-out iron cock, but isn't Ninglu also a full-fledged smiling little money fan?

These two people get together, maybe they have to figure out some new way to make money, the ones who are really nervous should be the visitors of Mengsheng Tower and Guanfeng Pavilion.

Mu Xici thought about it expressionlessly, and led Zhan Ninglu across the threshold of Mengsheng Tower.

The restaurant had just opened at this time, and there were no other visitors in the building. When Mu Xici entered the lobby, he immediately saw the noble young man standing in front of the counter, counting the number of pens in the pen holder.

...Should she remind this old man to pay attention to his image?
Master Mu didn't come up and got stuck in his throat. Seeing this, Zhan Ninglu coughed lightly, trying to remind the current prince who was not in a good state.

This small sound immediately brought the young man back to his senses, he turned around, with a gentle and polite smile on his face: "Miss Mu."

The corner of Master Mu's mouth twitched subconsciously, and then she barely restrained her temper and gave Mo Jun a blessing: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince."

"Ninglu, the guests are upstairs, go over and serve them first." Mu Xi said, turning her head slightly and giving Zhan Ninglu a look.

The latter understood, and immediately confessed his crime to Mo Junli, and then quickly walked upstairs with his skirt lifted.

The two who stayed in the lobby watched the girl leave until she completely disappeared from their eyes, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, these days, I'm used to being skinless, shameless and not in good shape, and I'm really [beep——] tired when I suddenly put up the airs of the prince and the lady.

"Master Guoshi, have you drawn your blueprint yet?" Mo Junli raised his eyebrows. When he first knew that Zhan Ninglu was the accountant of Mengsheng Building, he was really taken aback, but now he doesn't. That feeling.

There was even a bit of anticipation, who would be better than Shang Heling, the little money fanatic of the Zhan family.

"Of course it was painted." Mu Xici nodded, and took out the painted rice paper from his sleeve. Mo Junli took it and scanned it. He found the runes on it complicated and delicate, and he could see them. Brain pain.

It's also embarrassing for this little girl, because she was able to learn such weird things in her previous life.

Anyway, he couldn't read it.

"Sure, I'll ask you after these two days are over." Mo Junli took the paper and nodded, "It would be best if it can be made, but if it can't be done, I'll go to the palace and ask the old man for two royal craftsmen. "

"Royal craftsmen... don't need it." Mu Daguo's face froze——

The matter of asking the emperor for a craftsman is as easy and casual as going home for dinner. He is indeed the most favored prince in the dynasty, and he has confidence.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal." Mo Junli shrugged. With Heling's iron rooster around, he was forced to go to the palace to strike a deal from time to time.

It's not just limited to money, he'll take advantage of all kinds of rare treasures and skilled craftsmen.

At the beginning, Emperor Yun Jing would complain to him, but later he became numb, and those craftsmen were at his disposal, and the old man just followed behind and paid for it.

"Cough, let's talk again, Your Highness Seventh, let's find a table to have some tea first, I guess the two upstairs will have to chat for a while." Mu Xici pretended to cough, and deftly changed the subject.

She didn't really want to hear Mo Junli's detailed account of how he had spent so many years on Emperor Yunjing's craftsmen and silver, that would make her feel that the old emperor was too miserable.

Although... She didn't need to think that he was already miserable.

The little girl lowered her head and touched the tip of her nose, then turned around and pulled a chair to sit down.

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According to Mu Xici's instructions, Zhan Ninglu came to the second floor of Mengsheng Building and walked straight to "Yunshan Top".

The door of the private room was half open, she knocked lightly on the door frame, and opened the door after waiting for a response from inside.

The decorations in "Yun Shan Dian" are all as usual, except for a handsome young man in light clothes sitting at the table. He looks young, probably just passed his crown. When she entered the room, he was calmly packing up the stalls. A stack of ledgers on the table.

In his hand, he held a [-]-stage abacus made of sterling silver and gold.

Yo, colleagues.

Seeing this raised eyebrow, Zhan Ninglu felt a little inexplicably competitive.

Before she came here, she had heard from Mu Xici that this man was the accountant under His Highness the Seventh Prince's command, but she didn't expect him to be so young, and like her, he liked to carry the abacus and account book with him.

"Dare to ask who is the girl?" He Ling calmly got up after collecting the account book.

He saw that although Zhan Ninglu was a bit older, she was not dressed like an ordinary maid, and she was cute and charming, with a kind face and a faint demeanor of a big family girl, so he couldn't decide whether she was a maid or who. The lady who entered here by mistake.

"The little girl, Ninglu, is Miss's personal maid." Zhan Ninglu returned the salute, her tone slightly paused, "At the same time, she is also the accountant here."

"At the moment, the young lady is discussing matters with His Highness downstairs, and I have specially appointed a little girl to entertain the young master for her." Zhan Ninglu said the eleven abacus of pulling out a bamboo bone jade bead from the sleeve of the pipa, and her smile deepened, "I don't know my little girl. ..."

"Can you have the honor to compete with the young master for a while?"

It's been a long time since she discussed the way of doing business and financial management with anyone, and her planning hands are already itchy——

Yo, colleagues!

He Ling's eyes lit up, in fact, the moment Ning Lu stepped into the "Top of Cloud Mountain", he smelled something of the same kind from her.

This is also the fundamental reason why he didn't rush to clean up the books and calculations, otherwise, with his speed, how could Zhan Ninglu see the books he carried with him?

So he bent the corners of his lips, raised his jaw with a smile——

"I can't ask for it."

　It's a cashier's fight! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)