Marriage is a matter of two people and a matter of two families. The Li family in Longxi has been busy since this day. Although the family has fallen into decline, the lean camel is bigger than a horse, and the influence of the Li family in Longxi is still very great. Both in shopping malls and official positions are seen, and there are many people in high positions. Even if they are overseas, there are clan members who are running it. In short, this is a camel with only bones left, but it can still walk or run.

The Li family in Longxi is busy with work, and the Wang family, which is sparsely populated, is of course the same. Although the population is a bit shabby, they have also gone through many historical years.

One day later, a middle-aged man wearing coarse cloth clothes and old Beijing cloth shoes walked into the storefront of Long Qingxiang. He looked like a member of the army of farmers, especially Fengshuang's face. The patterns on it seemed to be cut from a knife. He seemed to have experienced a lot of vicissitudes. He stood in the store with his hands behind his back. When a clerk saw it, he politely greeted him.

"Hello sir, we don't manage our services here. If you want to buy clothes, you can go to our shopping mall, and only customize it here..." I have to say that Long Qingxiang's service staff is still very qualified. Although he has seen that the other party does not seem to have the ability to consume, he still greeted him respectfully.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I'm here to order a few clothes and gowns."

Long Qingxiang's waiter was stunned and said apologetically: "Sorry, sir, this is something you need to make an appointment."

After thinking about it, the middle-aged man said, "Oh" and said, "Are your shopkeeper and boss?"

"It's inside"

"Then please tell them, just say that a person named Wang Xianzhi is here." Wang Xianzhi said seriously, and the waiter was still a little stunned when he heard it. The shopkeeper could customize it, but the boss never cared about this. Now he only deals with operational issues.

Seeing that the other party was not moving, Wang Xianzhi repeated: "My name is Wang Xianzhi. If you tell them, they should remember me."

The waiter left with suspicion and confusion. Wang Xianzhi walked in the store with his hands, looking at the clothes on the windows and shelves, thinking that Long Qingxiang's craftsmanship was still the same over the years, and his stitches were just the right ones, and his pure handicraftsmanship was still so outstanding.

A moment later, Long Qingxiang's shopkeeper and his boss came together, and his quick footsteps were obviously very urgent. After coming from the corner, the boss saw Wang Xianzhi, who was strolling with his hands on his back, and quickly stretched out his hand and said, "Xianzhi, you are such a rare guest. I didn't expect you to come to the capital. What kind of wind blows you over."

Long Qingxiang's boss and the shopkeeper came over and grabbed Wang Xianzhi's hand one after another. The feeling was like seeing a master. He greeted him eagerly, and the spitting star was about to spray Wang Xianzhi's face. The waiter looked surprised. It's been so many years since their boss and the shopkeeper hadn't been so enthusiastic about people.

Wang Xianzhi smiled and said, "I will go to the Three Treasures Palace without any trouble. I came to Longqingxiang to want a few clothes, two people, one man and one woman."

The shopkeeper Long Qingxiang immediately said "Oh" and said, "It's Jingzhe and the Winter Solstice? I remember you have two children."

"By the way to Jingzhe, the other one is not the Winter Solstice, but his wife's." Wang Xianzhi said with happiness and gratitude in his eyes: "The child is going to get married, and I have nothing to be sure of as a father. I want to come here to change some clothes for this couple first."

The boss was shocked and said, "I had seen Jingzhe two years ago but I didn't hear that. Are you going to get married now?"

"I met someone I love..." Wang Xianzhi said: "I don't have the money, but we owe you a favor, how about it?"

Long Qingxiang's shopkeeper looked at each other, and his face was filled with unconcealed surprises. The expression was sweeter than smearing honey. When Wang Jingzhe came, both of them wanted this opportunity, but they had nowhere to start. Now Wang Xianzhi took the initiative to deliver it to the door. How could this be described as overjoyed?

Long Qingxiang's boss nodded repeatedly and said, "It should be, you can just open your orders. When will we ask for it, we will definitely serve it with both hands in advance."

"Okay, that's going to be troublesome."

Long Qingxiang's boss then asked tentatively: "I don't know where Jingzhe holds the wedding. If it is not abrupt, I plan to enjoy the joy."

Wang Xianzhi said: "It's a bit far away in Longxi."

"Not far, not far, not far, not far away, not far away, not far away, I will settle the Xianzhi in this way, and I will take my clothes in person..."

More than an hour later, Wang Xianzhi came to Chang'an Street, where there was a club. It is said that the sponsor behind him was a lady. She was also the owner of a Rosewood Museum and the only one in China.

Wang Xianzhi got the name and was lucky. The boss and his wife had just returned to Beijing the day before yesterday. In the end, they rarely lived in Beijing. He happened to meet him.

Ms. Wu was very surprised and surprised. She chatted with Wang Xianzhi. They met many years ago, because the reason was at the Rosewood Museum, because the Feng Shui was given by Wang Xianzhi.

"My child gets married. Logically speaking, as a father, I should prepare a house or something, but my ability is limited, and I am a little bit short of it..."

Ms. Wu and his wife both laughed, thinking that this sentence is so humble that they have limited abilities. They are sure that the middle-aged man in front of them who seems to have just finished plowing the land. If he really wants it, what kind of house would be picked up by hand.

Wang Xianzhi said ashamedly: "I can't prepare the house, so I think I'll arrange it at home, so please don't both of you, can you please collect a set of red sandalwood furniture? I owe you a favor."

Ms. Wu and his wife were overjoyed and always felt that they were magpies flying to the branches at home, so why did such good things happen suddenly?

"Of course there is no problem. Xianzhi later, please follow me to see it. By the way, I don't know where the man is doing business. We are just idle recently, and we are thinking of sending the furniture to us..."

After leaving this Chang'an club, Wang Xianzhi was a time-honored brand in the capital, Hongxinglou.

This is a restaurant, a restaurant with a very contemporary feel. The first generation of chefs in Hongxinglou was the imperial chef in the palace during the Wanli period, and dynasties were replaced in the following generations, but the status of chefs in Hongxinglou in the palace has never changed.
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