Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

What Xu Ziying thought was that no matter what reason Rong Fei was tired of finding, he didn't believe it, and he didn't intend to argue, he was just a little angry.

Although he didn't understand what he was annoyed about.

With this breath in his heart, he said coldly: "You admit it?"

Rong Fei's expression was frank, even with a smile: "Admit what?"

Admit that he was a figurine!Seeing his attitude of knowingly asking questions, Xu Ziying wanted to give him two slaps.

No matter how he tried to cover up, he couldn't hide the details of his expression, Rong Fei hated looking at him, and suddenly gave a "puchi" joy, pinched his chin with two fingers and kissed him.

"My dear daughter-in-law, are you jealous? Huh?"

"Why are you jealous..." Xu Ziying was baffled by him, and kept pushing his face away to prevent him from kissing: "Is there something wrong with you?"

"Yingying is delicious, hahaha!"

"I didn't, it wasn't... You're going to kill me!"

Rong Fei's disgusted smile deepened, and he even hugged him onto his lap with both hands, Xu Ziying struggled a few times and couldn't break free, and immediately exploded.

"Let me go! Get out!"

Rong Feiyan quickly coaxed a laugh and said, "How Yingying, Lord Hou, I like you so much. I said that when I bought you, I thought of crossing the river, but that's all. I don't admire that person. What are you doing?" What are you angry about?"

Xu Ziying was taken aback.

Rong Fei was tired of dangling his arms around him, and laughed loudly: "Where are you thinking? Huh? Besides, if Jiang Luo had your temper, he wouldn't have entered the palace with a knife, and then came out with the head of the late emperor." No, how can..."

Rong Fei got tired of talking halfway, but he made it clear enough that Xu Ziying and Jiang Luo might have the same style, but their personalities are so different that they can't even match each other.

Xu Ziying covered his mouth with his backhand, and his face was hot: "It's okay, don't talk about it, why mention your head, I haven't made enough money yet!"

In fact, when it comes to resemblance, he and Jiang Luo both have Danfeng eyes, and with the wear and tear on the painting, they are very similar.

Then he came to question the crime, Xu Ziying really wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, or beat Rong Fei to lose his memory.

Rong Fei put it away when he was bored, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and said slowly.

"Yingying, I won't lie to you. Back then you were the most beautiful among them. Who would I want if I didn't want you? But now I really love you."

Xu Ziying stiffened her shoulders, turned her eyes away, and snorted softly.

Looking at Xu Ziying's red-hot ear tips, Rong Feiyan lowered his head and blew lightly, and said delicately: "I, Rong Feiyan, only love Xu Ziying."

Unable to bear the sticky atmosphere, Xu Ziying took off the big hands on his waist and moved to sit beside him.

He pursed his lips, and said after a while: "Rong Fei is tired."

Rong Fei tired of looking at his face, and raised his voice "Hmm?"

Xu Ziying looked away uncomfortably, pointed at the painting and said, "If you like the painting, you can keep it for yourself, otherwise, just find a place to put it."

Rong Fei hated playing with flavors: "Isn't Yingying jealous?"

"Eat your head!" Xu Ziying snorted angrily, and emphasized with a straight face: "I didn't."

Rong Fei smiled softly: "Okay, if you don't have it, you don't have it."

Letting go of this episode, Xu Ziying went to the study to look at the books as if fleeing, Rong Fei watched him go away tiredly, until the footsteps became fainter, his fingers rubbed on the scroll for a moment, and called his personal servant.

The smile on his face faded, and Rong Fei said in a low voice, "Go and find out what happened today."

"Yes." The boy cupped his hands, turned and retreated.

A few days later, Xu Ziying's plan to open a chain store was finally settled. People from the household department came to Xu Ziying to talk about the tribute.

There was nothing negotiable about doing business with the palace, but he still cut down the price a little, and used the exclusive discount to the princes and relatives in exchange for the convenience on the road.

Rong Fei didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and said to him: "What? The emperor has changed his nature, so I gave you the document so quickly."

Rong Feiyan was really disliked by Emperor Xuan, so he didn't show any signs of it in the eyes of outsiders, but in private, in Xu Ziying's eyes, he looked like a rebellious elementary school student, his tone was full of disdain.

Xu Ziying closed the window, sat down and said, "Not really, do you still remember the old man who made plain noodles? If it wasn't for him, it really couldn't be so fast."

Rong Fei said angrily, "What's the meaning of this?"

Xu Ziying said happily: "That's right, the plain noodles made by the old man are delicious and cheap. I provided him with a shop and a buddy, and all the people in the slums went there to eat noodles, which solved their food and clothing problems."

"Although the lord from the household department didn't say it clearly, he came to confirm this matter with me, so he was affirmative... Generally speaking, I have helped the emperor solve a small problem, and the noodle restaurant in the slum area will definitely I will open a few more, and I will be the host.”

This was a good thing for Xu Ziying. Although the profit was not much, it also gave the emperor more trust in him.

"So, when the head of the household department mentioned it, I took over the planning of the streets in the city by the way, but I was only responsible for making suggestions. Whether it is necessary or not depends on the meaning of the above."

Duoduo was lying on his knees and gnawing his fingers. He was in a good mood. He picked up his son and shook him a few times: "Duoduo, is your father serious?"

Duoduo giggled twice: "Hey!"

Xu Ziying was impatient and did not procrastinate, so he quickly drafted his ideas and handed them over, re-planning the streets in the city and dividing them into categories.

Most of the merchants and people in the stalls are very novel about Mrs. Hou's method, mainly because it allows them to make more money.

Not only these, but Xu Ziying also started some snack business. Everyone was willing to buy Madam Hou's food. It was delicious and there were many things they had never seen before.

There are no less than five or six noodle restaurants in the slums, Buzhuang has a constant order every day, and the wine shop just opens every day, and the limited drinks are sold out, and the money is like water every day.

On the day when his restaurant opened, more than half of the merchants in the city came to see the excitement.

"Master Xu, congratulations!"

"Master Xu's business is booming!"

Now that Xu Ziying's business is booming, no matter whether he sincerely congratulates or deliberately flatters him, he wants to get close.

Dressed in a silver and vermilion robe, Xu Ziying was dignified and festive, and Xu Ziying followed all the greetings in a leisurely manner. The red silk was falling, and the restaurant's plaque was magnificent, with the words "Xinxin Inn" flying and dancing.

Rong Fei stood aside tiredly, looked up at the plaque and pondered seriously: "Yingying, your writing is really good."

Xu Ziying said: "I wrote it in one pass, how about it?"

"My daughter-in-law is amazing."

Lord Hou kept sending out rainbow farts to his wife, and Xu Yu couldn't help but think that he couldn't hear them, thinking that how many guests almost didn't recognize these words just now, it's okay, as long as they are happy.