Fang Qian looked at the man and smiled and said, "It turns out that it is Chao Second Brother. I have no objection. I just need to get three words, but it depends on what my neighbor said."

Ning Que glanced at the two of them suspiciously, and secretly suspected that the two of them were here to play the fairy dance for him.

However, it doesn’t look like someone who does this kind of thing, let alone what’s the point of cheating on his wealth?

Ning Que looked at the man who was called Chao's second brother and asked, "Then how much money are you willing to pay for my words?"

He thought about the little tree for a moment and said, "How about one hundred taels?"

Ning Que widened his eyes. For him, who was only worth more than 100 taels at this time, 100 taels was undoubtedly a huge sum of money.

But he knew very well that at least his words were definitely not worth a hundred taels now, so could it be that pot of wine?

He looked at the reddish-brown wine pot in Fang Qian's hand that looked ordinary, and it didn't look like something worth a hundred taels of silver.

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore. I just wrote three words. He felt guilty about one hundred taels, but a pot of wine should be acceptable. What’s more, Sangsangna likes to drink, so he is sure to choose wine.

"Forget the money, I want that pot of wine. Let's talk about it, which three words are written!"

He was not a sloppy personality, so he put away the teapot and prepared to write.

Looking at Ning Que with a smile at Xiaoshu, he was not angry about being rejected. However, in this simple choice, he thought that this little boss should be a very interesting person.

Fang Qian threw the wine pot on the table casually and took out a roll of white paper from his sleeve.

"How about writing about Wangyou Pavilion?"

Ning Que nodded slightly and said, "Forget-worship, Forget-worship is a good name."

After closing my eyes for a moment, I thought about how to start writing.

It was the first time Fang Qian and Chao Xiaoshu saw him write. The first time they discovered that this was Ning Que, who was completely different from before.

At this time, he had a unique temperament, and he had a faint ethereal and lofty grandmaster aura.

Fang Qian knew very well that it was a sign that he had walked a long way on one road.

He has also practiced calligraphy for many years, but he is still a little worse than Ning Que. Perhaps just like his extremely outstanding talent in swordsmanship, Ning Que's talent in calligraphy is the same.

Unable to blame, Yan Se lived for most of his life, but only saw Ning Que a few times and confirmed that he became his last successor.

After writing the words, Fang Qian looked at them and was very satisfied. He opened the wine pot, found four cups, and filled them one by one, and a strong aroma of wine suddenly filled out.

The emerald green wine is clear and pure, like jasper.

"Let's get to know me, my name is Fang Qian." He said, picking up a glass of wine and drinking it all in one go.

Seeing this, Chao Xiaoshu was not polite, and raised a glass of wine and said, "Come to Xiaoshu, you can call me to the second brother."

Ning Que's nose was filled with joy. The moment he smelled the fragrance of the wine, he knew why he was willing to give Xiaoshu a hundred taels to exchange for this pot of wine.

"Young Master, why is it so delicious? You are back from buying wine?"

At this time, a thin and thin girl ran down from the upper floor, picked up a glass of wine and drank it all.

Close your eyes and savor the touch in your mouth, and your face is full of happiness.

"Wow, it smells so fragrant, how could there be such a good wine?"

As she said that, she looked at the fourth wine glass. Before she could do anything, Ning Que hugged her and picked up the wine glass with the other hand.

"Hey, I said you're enough, the young master hasn't even drunk it yet."

He looked at Fang Qianhe and towards Xiaoshu awkwardly, and said, "This is my little maid Sangsang. He is a little lively by nature. Yes, by the way, my name is Ning Que. Boss Fang will take care of him more in the future."

As he said that, he drank the wine in his hand, and his expression showed a hint of enjoyment. The clear and sweet taste seemed to really make people forget all their worries and deserve the name of forgetting worries.

Fang Qian looked at Sangsang who was still struggling and smiled slightly, "I am a little envious of you very cute little maid."

But you have found the wrong person to take care of me. The second brother Chao next to me is the owner of Lin47 Alley. This is the real rich man.”

He smiled at Xiaoshu without saying anything, and he found that his tenants were really interesting.

After chatting for a few more words, Chao Xiaoshu directly waived Ning Que's rent for one year. Fang Qian expressed his dissatisfaction with this because he had never mentioned the rent reduction when he met him yesterday.

I also explained to Xiaoshu that he had stayed 500 taels and would you reduce the rent? If you look so beautiful, don’t think too beautiful.

It rained in Chang'an City for a long time, for four or five days, and it drizzled continuously, as if there was no end.

This also made Ning Que and Fang Qian's shops even more dismal. If the brand of Wangyou Pavilion that had been newly moved out was very suitable for Wuyou Pavilion, it would be very suitable for me to change it to Wuyou.

Occasionally, some people who hide from the rain come in, but it is difficult to get a customer who is 2 taels of silver. Even Ning Que doesn’t like it. How can you afford Fang Qian’s 500 taels of wine?

However, even if they can afford to pay, Fang Qian will not sell his wine. He will only drink it for those who he likes. Of course, he will have to pay for it if he likes it. There has never been a free statement there.

Later, the two families gradually became familiar with each other. After all, they only had their shops on the street, and they were still neighbors. In addition, Fang Qian had a heart, so he was naturally easy to get to know each other.

After Sangsang knew that it was five hundred taels per pot of wine, he changed the words before Fang Qian, and now only half of the pot of wine left was hidden tightly.

In her opinion, this is not wine, but real silver, and you must hide it well.

However, after staying in the shop for a long time, the master and servant were also very nervous, so they thought of closing the shop and going out for a walk.

Before leaving, Ning Que looked at Fang Qian, who was lying on the chair, and asked: "Boss Fang, it's not interesting to stay for so many days. Why not go out for a walk together?"

Sangsang had nothing to do with it, but his two black eyes were staring at the pots of wine behind Fang Qian with fiery eyes.

Fang Qian was funny and said, "There is no need. I have something to do later. You guys go."

Ning Que pulled Sangsang and said, "Let's go, the beads of your eyes are almost falling off."

Sangsang curled his lips, closed his eyes reluctantly, and let Ning Que pull her and walk away slowly.

Fang Qian watched the figures of the two gradually disappear into the mist and rain, and slowly stretched.

"The time is almost over, so I'll go out to do it."

As he said that, he got up and slowly tied the wooden sword around his waist, held a grease paper umbrella and walked slowly towards the alley.

In the distance, a black-faced man was chased by dozens of Tang Dynasty Yulin Army in full costumes.

This man is good at it. Although he was chased by an enemy of ten times more than ten times more, he was not panicked and even had the possibility of getting out of it.

If only these Yulin Army were there, maybe he could really run away.

But, not far away, there was a swordsman, a swordsman from Jiange.
Chapter completed!