Or should I really ask this matchmaker to find a kiss for me?
Ye Qingyun was really moved.
But after thinking about it, Ye Qingyun still put away this terrible thought.
He came all the way to the teahouse.
I took a look inside and saw that Huang Fusheng was reading a book.
Ye Qingyun walked in, picked a good seat and sat down.
Huang Fusheng also noticed Ye Qingyun, but it did not affect his storytelling.
It wasn't until he finished reading a paragraph that Huang Fusheng came to Ye Qingyun.
"Master Ye, long time no see."
Huang Fusheng said with a smile.
Ye Qingyun also smiled and said, "I haven't seen him for a while. Mr. Huang is actually better than his predecessors. His storyteller skills are...
Much better than your father."
Huang Fusheng smiled, he was indeed born to eat this bowl of rice.
The two were considered old friends and sat down to chat for a few words.
As he spoke, Huang Fusheng showed an embarrassed smile.
"Master Ye, to be honest, I will be getting married soon."
"ah?"
Ye Qingyun was startled, and then looked at Huang Fusheng in surprise.
"Are you getting married?"
Huang Fusheng nodded, with a smile on his face.
"My father once proposed a marriage for me. Although my father is no longer here, the woman still recognizes the marriage. I have also met the girl and we are very satisfied with each other."
"The wedding is in half a month. Mr. Ye must come to have a wedding drink then."
Ye Qingyun felt a little sour.
Why can even Huang Fusheng get a wife?
I, Ye Qingyun, am also a talented person, why can’t I find a wife?
well.
It seems that because I am too good, ordinary women are not worthy of me.
When Ye Qingyun thought about it, he felt much better.
"Congratulations, I will definitely come to share your joy when the time comes!"
Ye Qingyun said quickly.
Huang Fusheng couldn't chat with Ye Qingyun for too long. He had to continue storytelling. After all, this was the time when the teahouse had the most customers.
Ye Qingyun stood up and found the shopkeeper of the teahouse.
"I bought your teahouse."
Ye Qingyun said very calmly.
The shopkeeper of the tea house was full of astonishment: "Master Ye, this"
Ye Qingyun didn't say much, and directly took out ten gold bars and placed them in front of the shopkeeper.
"Is it enough?"
When the shopkeeper saw these ten gold bars, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"That's enough, that's enough! From now on, this teahouse belongs to you, Mr. Ye!"
Ye Qingyun shook his head.
"It's not mine, it's Huang Fusheng's."
Chapter completed!