MTL - Princess too Young, Prince too Old-Chapter 1190 Brother Zhang

Mu Nanshan stunned immediately: "She ... is she planning to reopen the tavern?"

The old Xu Yun thought for a while, then nodded: "It is possible, the pub in Chunya's house must have been doing good business. The reputation is also good, and now there is no bullying and bullying, it is reasonable to reopen. And it can also take care of her more conveniently mother."

Mu Nanshan stared at the rockery in the garden, his head was "buzzing".

She's leaving. She's going to drive here.

No one would smile at him like a sweet honey. No one will prepare the soup for him wholeheartedly, and no one will stay with him late at night.

Mu Nanshan only felt that his heart was about to break. For the first time in my life, I tasted sweetness, but in a blink of an eye it became bitter ...

It's bitter than this cold lotus tea.

...

"General, what's wrong with you?" Looking at Mu Nanshan's face became paler. Lao Xu asked worriedly. I don't care if he will make the host unsatisfied. He hurriedly walked in front of Mu Nanshan and said, "General. Mincai will go and ask you Langzhong."

"I said no need." Mu Nanshan groaned. Slowly stood up. He sorted his clothes and strode out of the gazebo.

joke. Where did Lang Zhong cure his illness?

This is heart disease!

Heart disease!

"General! Where are you going?" Lao Xu chased out in a hurry, "General. The slave looked at you with a bad look. Bacheng was caught in the cold, why not go back to the room and rest?"

"It's okay. I'll go out for a while, maybe I'll be fine." He pushed Lao Xu away and walked straight towards the stable.

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Small town.

Ho Kee Tavern.

"Sister Chunya, here is eighty-two silver, you get it," a 28-year-old Northwest man put a woven money bag on the table, scratching his head against Chunya with some guilt Said, "Sister Spring Bud, you guys have a good location in this tavern. There are more than just a few pick-ups. At least one can sell one or two. Who knows you are so anxious to take a shot, I ’m the middleman for you Lost panic. "

"No way, I'm really anxious to wait for the silver to be used. Besides, my mother's body is not good, and I don't plan to open a pub by myself," Chunya smiled at the man, counting the silver while counting, He took two or two pieces of broken silver from the body and handed it to the man, and said sincerely, "Brother Zhang, it's eighty-two. I hurriedly rolled out the pub in the past two days. It really bothered Zhang Er brother. The idea is when I invited Brother Zhang to drink tea, Brother Zhang, you must accept it. "

"Don't, don't do it! Girl Chunya, you must hurry up to collect the silver. How many years old have we been? Where do we need this kind of talent?" Brother Zhang was so busy that he pushed the silver back again, and stood up I ’m going to go outside, but I ca n’t hold my mouth. “I do n’t say, how many years have I eaten at your pub? I should thank you. Where can I collect your girl ’s money?”

"Elder Zhang! Elder Zhang! This is not possible!" Chunya chased out anxiously, pulling Zhang Er's arm, and he had to squeeze silver into his hand, a bit pitiful, " Brother Zhang, do n’t you think I gave you less? Brother Zhang, you also said, how many years of friendship we have, you ca n’t be too small! ”

Brother Zhang was entangled by spring buds and couldn't walk. Facing the beautiful buds with thin arms and legs, one of his grandfathers didn't dare to do anything, but he couldn't move because of spring buds. A young man, a man and a woman shoved in front of the tavern.

At this moment, on the second floor of the teahouse across the street, a young man sitting next to the window looked like iron, staring deadly at the men and women pushing and pulling together in the street, the tea bowl in his hand was crushed.

[There is one more ~]