Pluto's Golden Concubine

"Hehe, whoever has more wrinkles on his face, I'll call him Auntie." A skinny figure swayed over from the side. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would believe that a person Will be so thin!

I saw him with messy hair, like a chicken coop.It's not high, just 1.7 meters high.

But his body is really too thin, he doesn't even have any flesh, just a stick of dry firewood. The thin clothes on his body look like a bag of dough, dangling all the time, which makes him feel worse. Added a bit of depression.

This person's face is not good-looking, not to mention sallow and sallow, and he has a goatee, and he looks extraordinarily old, he looks about 40 years old.

When such a poor man suddenly appeared in front of everyone, everyone couldn't help being surprised!

Because people who come to Emerald Pavilion or Langyafang are either rich or noble, and it is really hard to explain why such a person suddenly appeared.

But Xiyue saw the identity of this person all at once: "Sihai, this is the stinky poor man you saved."

"Yes, master, I'll ask this kid to come and see you." Si Hai was about to open his voice to shout, but was stopped by Xiyue.

"No, I want to see what this man is capable of." Xiyue stopped Si Hai and waited quietly.

The customers who come here to shop and shop are generally rich and powerful, and rich women who are generally rich are also particularly difficult to serve. Such a situation, such as today, will happen once in a while.

Generally, such things are difficult to deal with. If someone can handle this matter perfectly, you can also recruit him to do things for you.

With such a purpose, Xiyue stopped Sihai, wanting to see if this poor man has any skills.

"You have many wrinkles, and you have many wrinkles!"

Hearing what he said, the two rich women immediately changed their angry expressions, and immediately became calm. Of course, it was true on the surface, but in their eyes, there was definitely a look at each other. A hateful hatred!

"Hehe, that's right. Smile, it's ten years old! Let me see that both of you are pampered ladies. Their faces are so dignified and peaceful, that's why they look so young, like twenty-eight beauties. If the quarrel makes you If the condition of your skin becomes poor, then the loss outweighs the gain!" The words of the poor and poor scholar immediately made the two rich women very useful, which woman would not want others to say that she is young?

Even a man who looks very low-class is still a man of the opposite sex!

Especially when the eyes of the opposite sex are still shining with naked admiration for them!

"Hmph, for the sake of this young hero, I won't argue with you anymore. If you can stop now!" The fat man put on a high profile.

"Hehe, why do you want me to give up? You fat woman, why don't you give up? This hairpin phoenix was clearly the one I saw first!"

Seeing that the two women were about to fight again, the poor scholar suddenly groaned, looking extremely regretful.

"What are you?" The two women glared at him.

"Hey, I want to say that this hairpin phoenix is ​​really not suitable for the two of you. Because it doesn't match your temperament." The poor scholar shook his head while talking.

"What? How dare you say that our temperament is not good? You are so courageous!" The rich woman widened her eyes and looked very angry.

"No, no, I'm not saying that the temperament of the two beauties is not suitable for this hairpin, but that the hairpin is really not worthy of the aura of the two beauties!" The poor scholar suddenly said this incredible answer .

"Do you know what this hairpin means? It is said that in ancient times, there was a talented man who liked his cousin very much, so he married her back home. The two of them are very affectionate and envious of others. It's a pity that this man's mother didn't like his cousin very much, so she forced the man to divorce his cousin. This man is a filial son, although he loves his wife very much, but in order to be filial to his mother, he wrote divorce book, and divorced his cousin. Later, his cousin married a very rich family in the city and became the main wife of the family. It stands to reason that life is very happy, but once while visiting the garden When I was a child, I accidentally ran into my cousin, who was my ex-husband, which reminded me of the sad past of this pair of fateful mandarin ducks! Then the cousin wrote a poem, and left sadly. The man also wrote a poem called Chaitou The phoenix is ​​a response to my cousin's deep affection. Later, the woman was too sad and died. Later, the man also died. The hairpin phoenix became their unfeeling poem. Therefore, this jewelry is actually a very sad piece. Jewelry. But looking at the two wives below, they must be a model of harmony with their husbands, and they will not be so unsatisfactory! Therefore, this piece of jewelry is not suitable for the two of you! According to me, the other two jewelry here, One is called Qin Se Heming, and the other is called Guan Guan Jujiu, so it can match the temperament of the two ladies, what do you think, madam?"

After these words, the two rich women also nodded one after another: "Hey, what you said is really reasonable. If you hadn't told us, we really still don't know that this hairpin phoenix is ​​so miserable! It's okay, we don't want this hairpin Now, let's see what you recommend!"

"Okay, Ma'am, please." The poor scholar laughed, and took the two rich women to see the products he introduced.

Not seeing the good show they wanted to see, everyone was a little disappointed, so they had to leave.But Xiyue smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes, the price of these two jewelry items, Qin Se He Ming and Guan Guan Jujiu, is much more expensive than this hairpin phoenix. This person is a talent!"

After seeing off the two noble ladies, the poor scholar was called to the back hall, where Xiyue sat there, looking at him carefully.

He also looked at Xiyue carefully, and the two of them suddenly smiled at the same time: "Are you that poor scholar?"

"It's right here, you are Feng Xiyue?"

"Hehe, sir, you have good eyesight. That's right, I am Feng Xiyue. I am also the owner of this shop."

"Hehe, sorry for your disrespect, may I ask what is your purpose for coming here today?"

"Hehe, it's okay, I came to visit my shop, what purpose can I have?" Xiyue said with a smile.

"Is there really no purpose? Well, I have a purpose." The poor scholar generously put forward his request.

"Oh, what purpose? Please tell me, sir."