The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Wei Rou walked over to the technical soldiers and watched for a while. Although she didn't quite understand what they were making, she could vaguely feel that the tools they made were unusual.

She was a little surprised to see a simple version of a small crossbow.

"So my crescent crossbow was also made here?"

Speaking of which, Wei Rou took out the crescent crossbow that she carried with her.

Yan Hui paused when she saw the crescent crossbow.

"Ma'am, this crescent crossbow..."

Seeing his strange expression, Wei Rou asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Hui: "If my subordinate remembers correctly, the only thing the general personally made a long time ago was this crescent crossbow, but he never showed it to others. I always thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect that this crescent crossbow was made for If Madam did it, then the subordinates will understand."

Wei Rou opened her mouth with a look of surprise.

The technical soldier at the side saw the crescent crossbow in Wei Rou's hand, and said, "The improved crossbows in the barracks are all inspired by the general's crescent crossbow."

Wei Rou silently put away the crescent crossbow.

This is unique in the world.

It was Gu Xi who made it for her himself.

Wei Rou recalled that Gu Xi had said that the name of the craftsman was chosen by him, obviously he had chosen it himself.

Thinking of this, Wei Rou felt sweetness in her heart.

So when exactly did they meet for the first time?

During this period of time, Wei Rou always took some time to think back, but some memories were really vague and hard to recall, it seems that she still had to find a chance to check on Gu Xi's words.

Wei Rou walked around here again, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Why didn't she think of it?

Everyone in the military camp knows that it is necessary to keep pace with the times and learn to innovate, so why not her bookstore?

Thinking of this, Wei Rou couldn't stand anymore, she wanted to go back to the camp to write down her thoughts.

Yan Hui sent her to the camp and stayed outside.

Wei Rou already had a general direction in her mind, and she wrote so fast that Gu Xi didn't notice when she walked in.

Her hands were a little sore from writing, and she stopped writing to take a break, when a big hand was already holding her wrist and kneading it slowly.

Wei Rou was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Gu Xi who was behind him, the two breathed intertwined.

She curled her lips into a smile.

"You're done so soon?"

Gu Xi took advantage of the situation and put his arms around her waist, sniffing the fragrance of her hair.

"I'm not done yet. What are you writing?"

His eyes fell on the paper, and he saw the beautiful and generous small characters on the hairpin flower.

Wei Rou hugged his hand on his waist and explained: "I got some inspiration and want to change the way the bookstore operates."

In fact, Wei Rou's goal from the beginning was to make the bookstore an intelligence agency. It is said that the big hermit hides in the city, and the more ostentatious the bookstore, the less likely it will be suspected.

It's just that she has never thought about what kind of path she wants the bookstore to take, whether to continue the same business style, or to forge ahead and change to a new path.

Now that I have come to the military camp, the road is much clearer.

She briefly told Gu Xi about her plan.

The bookstore mainly sells books, but Wei Rou also plans to expand the business to attract more customers, and what she writes now is just a rough prototype.

Speaking of which, Wei Rou tilted her head and smiled even more happily.

"Speaking of it, it was inspired by the general."

Gu Xi bowed his head and kissed the tip of her nose.

"Madam is smart."

This person really wants to praise her when he finds an opportunity.

"That's not as good as the general, what advice does the general have?"

Gu Xi pondered for a few moments, then freed up his hand and picked up a pen to fill in a few lines where she had written.

"If you want to do business, you must control people's hearts. This is the long-term solution."