Seeing that he was from the shopkeeper, Song Xinghe stopped what he was talking about and asked, "Is something wrong?"

The shopkeeper came forward and said, "My boss, here comes a young man who wants to discuss business with you."

"Talk about business with me? Who is he?"

"This...he didn't say anything. He only said that he wanted to see you and that he would not let you down."

Song Xinghe rubbed his chin and was hesitating when Shen Munan asked: "What kind of person is he?"

"You're not old, she's slender and tall," the shopkeeper replied. "She has very clever features. At first glance, she looks like a little girl."

Shen Munan's heart moved slightly, and he glanced at the small compartment in the private room: "I'll go inside, and you can call him up."

He opened his mouth and Song Xinghe no longer hesitated.

When Gu Yunyao stepped into the room, she smelled a faint smell of medicine.

She sniffed and her eyes quickly shifted.

There was a table under the window inside the house, and a young man was sitting there drinking tea.

The boy is fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a maroon brocade robe, an eight-jeweled gold crown on his head, his black hair tied high, revealing his full forehead.

She has white skin, red lips, and a small red mole on her chin. She wears a jade belt inlaid with precious stones around her waist, and a jade pendant, tassels, and sachet hanging from her waist.

The tea cup in his hand is made of fine porcelain, brightly colored, and has a circle of fine gemstones at the bottom.

His whole body was shining, and four big words were written all over his body: I ​​am super rich.

Gu Yunyao felt relieved: Here we go, this is the walking God of Wealth.

Song Xinghe was also sizing her up.

The plain robe of commoners doesn't quite fit him, his black hair is pinned with wooden hairpins, and the clothes he wears are no more than a tael of silver.

However, the shopkeeper didn't lie. She was indeed good-looking, with slightly raised eyebrows and narrow eyes. She seemed to be smiling, but she was also very sharp.

Watson's eyes were flowing, revealing a cleverness and coolness that was hard to ignore.

But Song Xinghe had seen many ruthless people, so he didn't pay too much attention and glanced at Gu Yunyao's throat.

Well, he has an Adam's apple, so he is indeed a man.

"You want to discuss business with me?"

Gu Yunyao walked over: "Yes, the young master's family was selling glass bottles outside that day, I saw it."

Song Xinghe was not surprised. Every time there was something new for sale, a lot of people would come to the door. Whether they would buy it or not was another matter. It was necessary to watch the excitement and gain experience.

"Yes, our store does sell them."

"I wonder why I only sell five of these things?"

Song Xinghe choked, why ask? Of course there are only five, otherwise who would hate the money?

Song Xinghe was usually very arrogant. If Shen Munan hadn't asked Gu Yunyao to come up, he wouldn't have been so polite to her.

"Five young? Looking around the capital, there is not even one other shop in the city, let alone five..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice suddenly stopped.

Gu Yunyao took out a small bottle from the cloth bag in his hand.

Maroon red, slightly higher than the palm of her hand, held in her tender white palm, it shone dazzlingly in the golden light flowing in from the window.

Even the ground casts bright spots of light.

Song Xinghe's breathing stagnated slightly and he slowly stood up.

"What I want to discuss with my boss is this business. What do you think?"

Song Xinghe had to admit that this bottle was better than the ones he had sold before.

Small, exquisite, and the color has never been seen before.

"How much do you want to sell it for?" Song Xinghe asked.

Gu Yunyao smiled slightly and put the bottle on the table.

"for free."

Song Xinghe was startled.

He retracted his gaze from the bottle and stared at Gu Yunyao again: "Such a valuable thing, if you don't need money, it is something more important than money."

"You tell me first, and I have to see if it's a good deal."

Gu Yunyao's eyes flashed with admiration. This little boy has a clear mind and doesn't just look at profits. No wonder he can make such a big business at such a young age.

"I heard that the Dong family's Mingzhen Pavilion and the Gu family's Duobao Tower are competitors?"

Song Xinghe shook his head without hesitation: "No."

Gu Yunyao: "??"

Could it be that the news from Wangtianlou is wrong? It shouldn’t be.

Song Xinghe raised his chin and said arrogantly: "What Duobaolou? I don't even know what kind of shop it is.

Anyone doing the same kind of business in the entire capital should regard Mingzhen Pavilion as their opponent."

Gu Yunyao: "..."

All right.

"What does Duobao Lou have to do with you? Do you want me to let him go?"

Gu Yunyao's eyebrows curved: "No, I want to ask my boss... to squeeze it to death, so don't be polite."

Song Xinghe looked at her suspiciously: "Why? Have a grudge against you?"

The shopkeeper came forward and whispered a few words.

Song Xinghe frowned: "Gu family, General Gu's Gu family?"

"Exactly."

"That's not possible," Song Xinghe refused, "General Gu has devoted his loyalty to the country, and now his life or death is uncertain. How can I bully his family just for the sake of being a bottle? No way."

Gu Yunyao did not expect that this would be the result.

He touched his nose and was thinking of countermeasures when he didn't notice Song Xinghe's eyes glancing in the direction of the cubicle.

"Just wait a moment, I'll be back as soon as I can."

Gu Yunyao was thinking about what to say. She didn't want to reveal her identity yet to avoid getting into trouble, but if the other party just refused...

Then take out a few more bottles.

If one doesn't work, just two; if two don't work, four.

Fortunately, in this era, bottles can still solve many problems.

Just as I was thinking wildly, Song Xinghe came back again.

"I……"

Before she finished speaking, Song Xinghe nodded: "I agree."

"..."

Gu Yunyao choked back the next words.

"That……"

I kind of forgot the words.

"How far do you want to squeeze it? When does it start? How long does it take?"

The shopkeeper laid out paper, took a pen and waited to record.

Gu Yunyao cleared her throat: "The sooner the better. As far as I know, Duobaolou's business is now in deficit."

"Okay," Song Xinghe agreed, "Seven days, seven days at most."

"Okay," Gu Yunyao pushed the bottle forward, "It's settled."

Song Xinghe asked with a smile: "May I ask where this bottle comes from? It's so precious, I can't ask for it from you in vain."

"I have my own reasons," Gu Yunyao said vaguely, "If we have a happy cooperation this time, we can cooperate for a long time in the future."

Song Xinghe's eyes brightened slightly and he glanced at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took out a few banknotes, and Song Xinghe counted a few: "This is my order money, and it also shows my sincerity."

Gu Yunyao was not polite, she needed money now.

"Okay, thank you very much, boss."

She cupped her hands and turned to leave.

Song Xinghe picked up the bottle and looked at it carefully.

The shopkeeper was also full of excitement: "Boss, this bottle is in good condition and the price is really worth it."

Song Xinghe nodded and shouted into the cubicle: "Cousin, he's gone!"

Shen Munan came out and saw the bottle in Song Xinghe's hand, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

This one is more beautiful than the one Gu Yunyao gave him before.

Angry.
Chapter completed!