Chapter Twenty-Four Method

  Zhu Ziming was taken aback for a moment after receiving the watermelon, then looked at Shen Bixia and saw a hint of tenderness in her beautiful eyes...

  Today, Shen Bi Xian wore a purple floral dress. Her eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, her skin was as white as jade, and her beauty was cold and elegant. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes revealed a hint of warmth, like a lily in the snow, gentle and soft, making people's hearts drunk with emotion.

  She still thought she was an inhumane and barbaric young lady, but... seeing the gentle and elegant young lady, Zhu Ziming couldn't help but sigh: "Miss Shen, you're really beautiful."

  Shen Bi Xing's face turned red, and she realized that her previous appearance had been seen by him. That gentle smile vanished instantly, and she coldly hummed: "Do you need to say this?"

  No matter how cold a woman is, when she hears her future husband praise her beauty, she will be happy, and Shen Bixian is no exception. She doesn't know why this man suddenly said that.

  Looking at his dry and cracked lips, Shen Bixian said: "Hurry up and eat the watermelon."

  Xiao Yāo Ruan Lan'er watched the conversation between her mistress and Gūyé, pursing her red lips in a sly smile. Her mistress was originally an icy exterior but warm interior kind of woman, she just didn't expect her to be so good with Gūyé.

  Zhu Ziming smiled and nodded, then took a big bite of the watermelon in his hand, eating piece after piece, and turned into a tragic figure like a fleeting cloud.

  Lan's forehead broke out in cold sweat. Even if this young master was thirsty, he couldn't eat like that in front of the miss, could he? At lunchtime, the miss was still angry about it, and Lan couldn't help but steal a glance at her.

  At this moment, Shen Biyin's beautiful eyes had a hint of annoyance, it was really infuriating, always with this unrestrained temperament, didn't know how to change.

  If only the mouth wasn't dry, it would be fine, but Zhu Ziming is almost dying of thirst. Normally he's a careless person, how could he care about so many things? As long as the food is delicious, that's all that matters... I eat, I eat, I eat, eat, eat...

  "Miss Shen, have another piece," Zhu Ziming said with a smile after finishing one slice of watermelon.

  Shen Bixian glanced at the case table and said irritably, "Do you want me to eat watermelon rind?"

  "Hmm..." Zhu Ziming was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the table and saw that it was full of watermelon rinds. Where did the watermelon flesh go? His old face turned red as he scratched his head: "Maybe I ate too fast, I don't even remember finishing it."

  Shen Bi Xing's face turned stern: "All day long you only know how to eat, can't you do something proper for once?"

  "Is this a proper thing? Zhu Zi Ming smiled and said: "Aren't I going with Miss Shen to Yuquan Building to study?"

  "Pfft... Shen Bi Xian lightly snorted: 'If mother hadn't forced you to come, would you have come?'"

  "How can I not, with a big sister by my side, I'd be willing to go through mountains of knives and seas of fire," Zhu Ziming chuckled, but he didn't know why, this big sister seemed to have taken the wrong medicine or something, how did her attitude towards him suddenly change so much, was there some kind of conspiracy...

  "Glib tongue!" Shen Bixia's pretty face flashed a hint of blush, and her pretty face coldly said: "I don't know where you learned it from."

  Shen Bi Xing had never seen her fiancé before, but she had heard some things about him. His gentle and elegant temperament was completely different from Zhu Zi Ming's current personality. Could a person change so much?

  Noticing Miss Shen's flickering eyes, Zhu Ziming, the fake husband, felt a chill on his back and muttered: "Self-taught, self-taught..."

  Self-taught? Suddenly thought of that hateful person who ran away from marriage a few years ago. Still learned to be oily and smooth... Shen Bixian's pretty face turned cold, no longer speaking.

  His future wife didn't pay attention to him, and Zhu Zi Ming, having lost interest, also stopped talking.

  After a moment of silence in the carriage, Zhu Ziming said: "Miss Shen, how is the business at Yuquan Building?" Only knowing that Yuquan Building was a wine building, it had been passed down for generations by the Shen family and enjoyed a reputation in Lingyun City. It treasured countless fine wines, and connoisseurs flocked to it.

  Shen Bixian said: "The business of the wine shop is sometimes good and sometimes bad, but every day there are at least a few hundred taels coming in."

  These wine drinkers, wanting to drink is also dependent on the atmosphere, only with a good atmosphere will they come to the wine house, so Yuquan Building's business has instability, if every day's business is good, then it can make money.

  "Miss Shen," asked Zhu Ziming with a smile, "has Yuquan Building ever held any events to attract customers?"

  Activity, customer? Shen Biying looked at him in surprise, not knowing what it meant. It was really strange to talk like that. Zhu Ziming also didn't know how to explain it for a while, and roughly understood: "It means using unique methods to attract wine customers..."

  "What special means? Shen Bi Xian's face was calm: 'These wine customers come and go every day, I haven't used any methods to keep them... Do you have a way to make these wine customers frequent visitors?'"

  "Indeed, and many. For instance, inviting some women who are good at singing and dancing, with pretty faces to perform in the wine tower, these wine guests will surely be excited by the beautiful dance moves, and drink a lot of good wine. Yuquan Tower will definitely make a big profit that day, and these wine guests will also come back frequently."

  This old man's clever ideas are really many, most of the good wine drinkers are also lustful people, with beautiful women to help them drink and good wine, these drunkards will probably all stay at Yuquan Building, thought Xiao Lan secretly, truly admiring her uncle very much.

  Shen Bi Xing's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, "How come I never thought of this method?" She also looked puzzled and said: "There are many women in Ling Yun City who can sing and dance well, but those who are willing to go to the wine tower to show off their faces, I'm afraid there are only a few..."

  The young lady's words were undoubtedly giving Zhu Ziming a headache, Zhu Ziming lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, smiled and said: "This is not a difficult problem, these courtesans are good at singing and dancing, dare to show their faces, give them some silver, they will definitely be willing to come."

  When Zhu Ziming said this, Shen Bixian's somewhat gentle and pretty face gradually turned cold, and she said in a chilly tone: "How do you know they're willing to come?"

  Miss Shen's icy demeanor and cold voice made the entire carriage feel like it had fallen into an ice cellar, freezing.

  Zhu Ziming shivered with cold sweat and immediately felt that something was wrong, forcing a smile: "I've just heard that the madam of the brothel loves money like her life, she must be willing to invite the girls under her to come."

  And it's written like this on TV, Zhu Ziming can only muddle through a few sentences based on his memory.

  The uncle is going to be unlucky again...... Lan'er can't even bear to open her eyes, how come this uncle's words are so careless, always provoking the young lady.

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  P.S: Today is my birthday, I'm one year older... Went out with my girlfriend in the evening and rushed back to finish a chapter tonight.