"If my guess is correct, you should be from Mongolia?" Zhu Ziming asked tentatively: "I don't know, brother, did you come to my shop to buy juice or something else?"
The big man laughed and said, "What do you think?"
When the Mongolian people suddenly visited, Zhu Ziming felt an unspeakable gloom in his heart and said seriously: "I hope you are just here to buy juice."
The foreign man laughed heartily: "Master Zhu, don't you, the Yan State, always say that friends come from far away? Why are you so wary of me?"
"If a friend really comes from afar, of course I will be very happy." Zhu Ziming chuckled and said, "I'm just afraid that the rain is about to come and the wind will fill the building."
"The storm is about to come!" A very subtle voice suddenly came from behind the big man. There was another person standing behind the big Mongolian man. He was wearing a pale white robe with a houhou. What is puzzling is that his whole head
They were all wrapped in a layer of silk cloth, making it difficult for even the eyes to see.
Is this man too ugly to see anyone? The two little maids couldn't help but think strangely that this man who came with the Mongolian man must also be a Mongolian. However, Zhu Ziming did not think so, this man must be a Mongolian.
He doesn't want others to see his face.
He couldn't tell the difference between male and female even with extremely small sounds, so Zhu Ziming could only treat him as a transvestite for the time being.
Hearing the voice of the person behind him, the big man's expression moved slightly, and he couldn't help but clapped his hands: "What a sentence, Mr. Zhu is really a good literary talent. It is better to meet him than to be famous. I admire him!"
"It's a pity that I couldn't taste the fruit juice created by Mr. Zhu today. It's really a shame," the Mongolian man said with some sadness.
"Our master's reputation has spread to Mongolia." When they heard the big man praising their master, the two maids whispered with smiles.
Chu Fangfei smiled slightly: "This big brother is joking. Our store is not doing business today, so we won't be doing business tomorrow. You can come again tomorrow, and I will definitely leave two glasses of juice for you."
The Mongolian man glanced at Chu Fangfei, who was as beautiful as a flower. The Yan woman was really beautiful, and sighed: "We will leave Lingyun tonight and return to Mongolia."
"I'm really sorry, today's fruits have all been used up," Chu Fangfei said softly.
The big man still spoke in a very unfamiliar Chinese dialect and said eloquently: "No problem, no problem, I have seen how the juice is made. When I return to Mongolia, I will squeeze some juice myself to taste it."
"Ahem", the masked man couldn't help but cough a few times. He really couldn't bear his temper. This man only knew how to eat and drink. When it came to the juice, he didn't care about anything else.
"Uh," the big man said in surprise, and quickly backed away with a blush on his face, whispering a few words into the masked man's ear.
After a long while, I heard the masked man finally make a sound. However, that sound made Zhu Ziming and Chu Fangfei and the four people present dumbfounded. They saw the masked man using extremely pure
In Chinese, it was an extremely delicate and pleasant female voice: "Master Zhu, I have long admired your name when I was in Mongolia. I came here today just to see if you are so talented.
Lai Feng Man Lou is indeed very well said.”
The moving voice like the singing of orioles and swallows was rippling in Zhu Ziming's ears. The Chinese dialect, which was like fairy music, was refreshing. At this moment, Zhu Ziming could not believe his ears. How did this mysterious woman speak Chinese dialect?
It's smoother than my own, and that voice is so sweet.
I "set sail without watermark" day! What on earth is going on! Zhu Ziming was a little excited in his heart. It is unimaginable that Mongolian people can be so proficient in Chinese language, and their speaking voice is almost better than singing. Without such
!
By the way, as Mongolians are a foreign race, their common language cannot be Chinese. The Mongolian woman who is so proficient in Chinese must have learned the culture of the Central Plains since she was a child.
"Where, where, this little "Qihang No Watermark" sister is so complimentary," Zhu Ziming said with rare humility.
It turns out that she came here because of his reputation. "Chu Fangfei pouted her little cherry lips, and couldn't help but pinch his waist a few times. Zhu Ziming immediately looked at her innocently, meaning, my dear wife, I
I really don’t know her….
"Master Zhu, if you are free, I would like to have a few words with you alone," the mysterious woman from Mongolia said in a coquettish voice.
Lan... Zhu Ziming had a dark look on his face. He didn't seem to recognize her. Why did she talk as if she was trying to seduce him? Could it be that he was really too charming?
Zhu Ziming said shyly: "This is not good."
"Puchichang, the Mongolian woman smiled charmingly and said: "Master Zhu, why are you Yan men so timid? You are even afraid of a little girl like me. Is it possible that I can still molest you?"
The bold and open words really shocked Chu Fangfei and the three little maids. They had always known that women should be restrained and reserved. Now, the naked words of the "Qihang No Watermark" sister from Meng Elementary School were really unacceptable.
The two little maids felt shameless and sarcastically said: "How can she be like the pinkheads in the brothel? She is so shameless."
The big Mongolian man laughed loudly, but after a few words he didn't dare to say anything. It seemed that the woman's identity was higher than Wei's.
"If that's the case, then it's better for me to be respectful than to obey." Regarding the mysterious woman's provocation, Zhu Ziming had to do it without even thinking about it. Is he really afraid of a little girl like her? He had no choice but to say.
It's just that this woman's style is bold, and she looks a bit like him. Unlike people in this world, Zhu Ziming thought to himself, she is much stronger than Leng Ruyan, and he doesn't know if she also has a foxy face.
.
"Wait for me here," the masked woman said to the big man.
The big man looked like he was obeying the order and nodded: "Yes!"
It turned out that the woman was the protagonist today. Zhu Ziming shook his head, hoping that she would not pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.
"Fangfei, I'll come as soon as I go," Zhu Ziming said to Chu Fangfei.
Chu Fangfei said with some faint worry: "Ms. sir, you are young and should be careful."
After Zhu Ziming heard this, he was speechless. Could it be that this young lady from Meng was really able to pull him onto the bed?
Sister "Qihang No Watermark" from Meng Elementary School took the lead into the alley, and Zhu Ziming immediately followed her. Regarding this unknown country, Zhu Ziming did not know much about how Mongolia was established.
, he knew nothing about it, but now that he saw the big man’s brown pupils and rough face, he seemed to be European.).