A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

"Brother Yuanbao is serious, just pay more attention to it in the future. My girl is spoiled by me, so she didn't hurt brother Yuanbao." Pei Xiaoqing said with a light smile.

"It's okay." Yuan Bao glared at Zisang, turned around and muttered in a low voice: "I've never seen such a fierce girl. I'm not afraid that I won't be able to get married."

"What did you say?" Zisang heard it clearly, blushed immediately, and stomped her feet to reprimand.

"Did I say anything? I didn't say anything. I said Zisang, are you hard of hearing?" Jin Yuanbao saw that her face was flushed with anger, and she was trembling proudly all over her body, spreading her hands for shame. Skin.

Zisang snorted coldly, turned her head and ignored him.

Jin Yuanbao specially set up a semi-private room for Pei Xiaoqing on the second floor, so that no one would disturb her. After Pei Xiaoqing taught a few dishes every day, she would come to this private room to rest. It won't take a few days to teach, except for the few dishes she kept at the bottom of the box, basically what she knows has been passed on to the cooks, and starting tomorrow, she won't have to go into the kitchen again.

Sitting in the private room, Pei Xiaoqing took out a drawing and showed it to Jin Yuanbao.

Fatty Jin looked at the thin lines and grids drawn on the blueprint, feeling a little dizzy:

"Brother An, what is this?"

"Can't you understand this? The sketch drawn by my son, look at this, up north, down south, left west and east. This is the gate of the restaurant, which is the entrance. Here, a passage should be built so that when guests enter the door, they can feel Different services, look here again, we need to build a bar, set up a good piano, and invite a good violinist to play, and here, we need to build a platform, which is good for performing..."

Zisang looked at a gold ingot with disdain, pointed at the blueprint with her slender fingertips and explained to him. Her voice was clear and sweet, and she spoke quickly and sharply. If there was something Jin Yuanbao didn't understand, she would patiently stop and explain it to him. commentary.

When Pei Xiaoqing drew this picture at home, she carefully explained it to Zisang. She never thought that this girl had such a good memory, and most importantly, she was a little gifted at reading drawings. understood.

Now Pei Xiaoqing's tongue is saved.

Although Fatty Jin is full of fat, his brain is very flexible, and he can understand a little bit. The more he listens, the small eyes squeezed into slits by the fat will become bigger and brighter, just like the twinkling lights in the dark night. The two points were like shining light, and the eyes that looked at Zisang became warm.

After Zisang finished speaking, he picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. Jin Yuanyu's small eyes rolled up and down with her hand, and when she finished drinking and put down the cup, he murmured softly: "That's mine. Tea..."

Zisang's pretty face flushed immediately, she was also too thirsty, it was purely subconscious, and it was nothing, but just being thought of by this fat man, the air was filled with ambiguity and embarrassment.

"You are the owner of Fengmingxuan. I'm a guest from afar, but you don't even have a dish, so I'm ashamed to say..." Zisang fixed her pretty eyes, pointing at Jin Yuanbao and cursing.

Jin Yuanbao shrank his neck, and dodged behind Pei Xiaoqing, looked at Zisang timidly with narrow eyes and said, "It's really murderous, and I'm not afraid that I won't be able to get married."

With such an extremely heavy tonnage, hiding behind Pei Xiaoqing is like a big elephant hiding behind a sheep. It is very funny to watch, and there is such a classic sentence in his mouth.

Zisang became even angrier, grabbed the teacup and threw it at it, Jin Yuanbao flinched, his big head went straight to Pei Xiaoqing's back,