Chapter 2582 The day when it was open and honest

August 8th.

The wedding of Su Shoudao and He Yingxiu is about to begin.

He Yingxiu and Su Ruoli, who lived in the He family villa, got up early before five o'clock in the morning. The makeup artist arranged by Song Wanting also arrived on time and began to put on makeup for the two.

Su Shoudao, who lives in Buckingham Palace, had already started to get up and change his clothes.

According to normal marriage practice, Su Shoudao had to do the groom's look in the morning, and then went to the He family to pick up the bride with his best man and the wedding car team.

Since the outside world was not notified of this wedding, Su Shoudao only invited his son Su Zhifei to be his best man.

Su Zhifei, who had changed his past, was happy that his father had found a true belonging, so he naturally agreed to his request very readily.

Just after five o'clock, Ye Chen arranged a wedding convoy in advance, and had already tied up a bouquet and waited downstairs of the Buckingham Palace Hotel to set off.

At this moment, at Zijin Villa on the top of Zijin Mountain in Jinling.

Lin Wan'er had already finished washing and dressing up early. She sat alone in the yard, opening the door, enjoying the misty morning scenery in the Zijin Mountain, while cooking a pot of Pu'er tea on low heat.

Lin Wan'er's words surprised Sister Xian.

Sister Xian was secretly surprised and couldn't help but smile and said, "Ms. Lin, this is the best Pu'er tea that my husband can buy."

Lin Wan'er took out a Pu'er tea cake from it and couldn't help but sigh: "I have been waiting for it for many days, but finally I have waited for it."

However, at this moment, Sister Xian was surprised again and thought to herself: "Mr. I have done so much for her and can be bought with her for billions of out-of-print courtyards. But she never said thank you. But today, because she made her want to eat tangerine peel Pu'er pastry for her, she also said thank you to me and the pastry chef. I really don't know what Miss Lin's worldview looks like."

Old Zhang bowed respectfully and said, "I obey the order!"

"Yes." Lin Wan'er said seriously: "He saved my life and has a common enemy with me. If the opportunity is right, I should reveal my life experience. Only in this way can I have the opportunity to truly cooperate with him."

The old man in front of him should look similar to his husband. He is conservatively estimated to be around 90 years old, but at such an old age, he still has to kneel down to Lin Wan'er. How respect does he respect Lin Wan'er in his heart?

At this time, Lin Wan'er placed the tangerine peel and Pu'er crispy sauce aside, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said to Sister Xian with a smile: "It's pretty good. It's probably the taste I want, but the tea leaves are still a little worse."

The old man called Lao Zhang hurriedly said, "It's quite smooth to go back to the lady. I just followed the lady's arrangement and took a few more detours. And I had to take care of too many things with me, so the itinerary was a bit slow."

When Sister Xian walked away, Lin Wan'er looked at the old man and asked, "Is Lao Zhang's journey smooth?"

Lin Wan'er sighed softly, looked at the tea cake, and murmured: "Save this last piece, I want to wait for the day when I will be open and honest with him, and cook it for him to taste it."

Seeing this, Lao Zhang hurriedly said, "Miss, didn't you say before that you wouldn't have to worry about this last piece of tea cake earlier?"

Lin Wan'er asked, "Where is the thing?"

Lin Wan'er nodded, gently pinched one of her slender and fair fingers, put her five fingers together in the shape of an ingot under her lips, and took a small bite.

The old man who came up with Qiu Yingshan and Sun Zhidong was the old man who had been with Lin Wan'er in Northern Europe.

Sister Xian looked at it and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "Ms. Lin is indeed a charming appearance. Just seeing her brows stretched, it makes people feel refreshed and happy. She is only seventeen or eighteen years old. If she waits for two or three years, she still doesn't know what she wants to be beautiful..."

Lin Wan'er raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the door with beautiful eyes.

"Yes." Lin Wan'er nodded and said, "The others are in Jinling. Although you don't remember him anymore, he must still remember you. So during this period, you should not leave Zijin Villa to avoid exposing your identity."

Lao Zhang hurriedly said, "Everything is below. Yingshan has arranged for someone to unpack it. After it is unpacked, I will deliver it to you."

The old man then slowly stood up.

When the old man saw Lin Wan'er, he couldn't hide his excitement and stepped forward, knelt in front of Lin Wan'er tremblingly, and said respectfully: "Miss, I'm late, I'm here, please punish me!"

Lao Zhang counted them one by one, and after confirming that there was no problem, he asked these people to leave. Then he said to Lin Wan'er: "Miss, I brought out a total of 83 pieces from Nordic Europe that day, all of which were here."

At this time, Qiu Yingshan said to Sister Xian: "Shuxian, you go down first."

Sister Xian came up with a wooden basket. Seeing that the door of Lin Wan's yard was open, she asked in surprise: "Why did Miss Lin get up so early today?"

The three old men all had a stern expression. After exchanging their eyes, Lao Zhang bowed and said, "Miss, I dare to ask more, are you really planning to make it open and honest with that gentleman?"

After meeting Ye Chen at Tangchen Yipin Depot last time, Lin Wan'er has not gone out again in the past two days, and has not even been out of the top villa of Zijin Villa.

Sister Xian looked at Lin Wan'er nervously, wondering if this unfathomable young lady liked it.

But as soon as the tip of the knife reached the tea cake, she retreated and murmured: "This is the last piece..."

Lao Zhang nodded and said, "I have brought all your blue and white porcelain with me. Because the things are too expensive and are afraid of attracting the attention of border inspection and customs, I chose to enter the country by special land for the last time from Kazakhstan."

Lin Wan'er nodded and said, "You have worked hard all the way, so let's have a good rest first. In the future, I may settle in Jinling, so you can take advantage of this time to have a good rest."

Sister Xian picked up the plate containing the refreshment, carefully placed it next to Lin Wan'er's teapot, and said respectfully: "Miss Lin, this is the dried tangerine peel and Pu'er crisp you mentioned yesterday. The pastry chef at home has never made it before. The first time I tried it according to the method you said. I don't know if it suits your appetite. Please try it."

Lin Wan'er nodded and said impatiently: "Give me my Chenghua blue and white sea water Yinglong pattern jar."

Sometimes, Sister Xian also has a lot of objections to Lin Wan'er. She always feels that this girl is young and looks well-educated and well-educated, but she is actually extremely arrogant and lacks etiquette. Her husband is already in her nineties, but she is still busy with her affairs and is extremely attentive, but she has never shown her due respect.

Just when Sister Xian was confused, she heard the voice of Mr. Qiu Yingshan from outside the door. He said breathlessly but excitedly: "Miss! Lao Zhang is here!"

Sister Xian placed the basket in front of Lin Wan'er, half-kneeled in front of her, and opened the basket, which contained some refreshments that looked very exquisite.

After a while, Qiu Yingshan and Sun Zhidong walked in with an old man.

After saying that, she picked up the teapot on the charcoal fire, poured out all the tea water, and then took out a Pu'er tea knife and prepared to separate the Pu'er tea cake in her hand.

Lin Wan'er nodded slightly, smiled slightly, and said, "I get up very early on weekdays, but I didn't start cooking tea so early in the past."

Lin Wan'er smiled indifferently, Xunkong raised his hand and said softly: "Get up, you're not too late, don't blame yourself too much."

"Yes." Lin Wan'er smiled and said, "This tea is really good, but it's a little worse than my tea... But it doesn't matter. I'm already very surprised to be able to achieve this taste. Thank you Sister Xian, and thank you Sister Xian for your hard work to thank the noodle chef for me."

"Miss, wait!"

Lao Zhang responded and quickly found a blue and white porcelain jar about the size of a basketball from the eighty-three things, and then handed the porcelain jar to Lin Wan'er.

She has known Lin Wan'er for more than a few days, but these days, she has never heard Lin Wan'er say thank you to her.

Lao Zhang said respectfully: "Okay lady, I understand!"

This also made her wonder even more: "What is this Miss Lin's origin..."

Sister Xian nodded quickly and said respectfully: "Sir, Miss Lin, I'll take my leave first."

Not to mention herself, even if her husband did so much for her and even gave her the entire Zijin Villa, she never saw Lin Wan'er say thanks. It seemed that in her eyes, everything her husband did for her was justified. Not only would she not be grateful, she was even stingy with the word "Thank you".

Lin Wan'er opened the lid and the strong aroma of tea scented out.

After saying that, he remembered something and asked quickly: "By the way, Miss, I heard Yingshan say that you have found the person you are looking for?"

Lin Wan'er tasted it briefly, her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned, and then gradually stretched out.

Lin Wan'er asked him: "Have I brought all my things safely?"

While speaking, several servants walked in with a large pile of items wrapped in special foam.

After saying that, he quickly left the yard and did not forget to close the door again when he went out.

After saying that, she suddenly said excitedly: "By the way, Lao Qiu, please ask Sister Xian to buy me a wooden table of 18 feet, and then buy me a 18 feet rice paper, and buy two of the best Hui ink pieces. I want to draw a painting."

Sister Xian was stunned by the side.

Qiu Yingshan said in surprise: "Miss, you want to draw a 18-foot painting? This is a bit too laborious, right?"

Among the sizes of Chinese paintings, 18 feet means a size of about six meters long and about two meters wide. It is basically the largest size in Chinese paintings. Using such a large size to paint, the project volume can no longer be described in the word "magnificent".

Lin Wan'er said with a firm expression at this moment: "It's okay. I want to draw too many scenery, and 18 feet is only barely enough. Besides, I still have at least twenty days to draw slowly, so don't worry."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Yingshan said respectfully: "Okay lady, I will arrange Shuxian to do it later!"
Chapter completed!