When choosing embroidered cloth shoes, Ye Molan was like a country child. It was the first time he saw so many hand-embroidered shoes in the city, and every pair was of high quality...

Wang Zhiwu had previously bought a lot of white sugar cakes and pickled dried beans from a small vendor. As soon as he entered the shop, he was surrounded by a large group of women on three levels inside and outside. The women were all sweet-mouthed and called Wang Qiao.

Quick, brother Wang, brother fast, handsome brother, brother Wu... Wang Zhiwu often gives them sugar cakes to eat. Of course the women's mouths are sweet...

Ye Molan: "What if those enthusiasts who like to collect old embroidery pieces in our place see these embroidered shoes? They will definitely go crazy with joy..."

Several women selling embroidered shoes expressed their disdain: "She is dressed so beautifully, and she thought she was a girl from the Wang family? It turns out she is a country girl who has never seen the world... These shoes are ordinary goods in our big Dezhou city..."

The high-end goods are inside...the more advanced ones are customized..."

Ye Molan snickered and deliberately said in a funny way: "Uh! In our mountain nook, everyone likes to wear leather shoes, casual shoes, sports shoes, and women like to wear high heels... We really don't have such high-end embroidered shoes in our mountain nook..."

A saleswoman deliberately teased this rustic Ye Molan. When she was choosing embroidered shoes, she didn't pay attention to her feet and hooked her with her feet, intending to make her fall into pieces...

The queen of insects and ants reminded: "Watch your steps..."

Ye Molan glanced at it and stepped on that foot...

The woman was in pain: "Ah! Why did you step on me?"

Ye Molan smiled lightly and said: "Child! Don't play tricks with your sister. You are too young to tease me... Remember it from now on, and don't have any intention of harming others!"

The woman was stunned and obviously frightened by Ye Molan's momentum. Her voice was trembling and she said: "You...don't think that you are proud of having Master Wang backing you..."

Ye Molan smiled slightly: "Tch! I don't need the little policeman to support me... If you dare to provoke me deliberately again, I can deal with you myself..." I thought to myself, don't think that my sister is easy to bully, this is Mu Xuening's thing in my sister's hand

Bracelets are not vegetarian...

The woman's frightened expression...

Ye Mo Lanxu squinted his eyes and smiled: "Children, don't be harmful to others. The more people have good thoughts, the better your destiny will be... Remember this!"

Wang Zhiwu's signature giggle: "What are you talking about? Are you having such a good time? Ye Molan, have you picked out the shoes you like? There are better-looking ones... and they can be customized..."

Ye Molan: "Tch! I'm just a poor person. These are quite expensive. I just picked two pairs...as long as I can wear them interchangeably..."

Wang Zhiwu said gently: "Ye Molan, I don't lack this little money... go inside and have a look!"

Ye Molan smiled and said: "Come on, I want these two pairs... I will choose them later when I make money..." After saying that, he walked out and left the shop...

Originally when she went shopping, Ye Molan wanted to find out if there were any business opportunities. As a result, the more she went shopping, the more confused she became... Anyway, I am also a graduate student. How come I found out that I don't know anything when I get here... Do I really want to go to work first? Sales? Work to earn wages and accumulate.

This is indeed the only way to start a business with capital at the moment, but how do you start a business in this place? There is no way to start a business at all? All businesses here are monopolized, and all businesses are done by aristocratic families, official families, and royal relatives. There are no opportunities for ordinary people at all...

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Wang Zhiwu caught up with him and smiled in his signature style: "Ye Molan, the pastries in this pastry shop are delicious, go check them out! Pick some and take them back..."

Ye Molan looked like a greedy cat: "I like the pastry shop! Are there Poria cakes, bean paste cakes, chestnut cakes... I haven't been able to eat them for a long time... Brother Ze doesn't allow me to eat these cakes... He said he was afraid that I would gain weight...

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Wang Zhiwu: "Where are you fat? You are not fat at all...just right! Ye Molan, is your husband abusing you? How can you not let others eat?...This pastry shop has all the things you said.

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Ye Molan had already crawled into the pastry shop like a hungry cat... She was drooling looking at the various pastries...

Ye Molan looked at the dazzling array of snacks and looked greedy: "Wow! They all look delicious...there are so many varieties!"

Wang Zhiwu walked into the shop, and all the employees in the shop stood up straight: "Hello, Second Young Master!" "Second Young Master is here!" "Second Young Master, you like to drink Longjing..."

Ye Molan: "Huh? What's going on?"

Wang Zhiwu said gently: "The pastry shop is my family's shop! Ye Molan, what kind of tea do you want to drink? Just pick whatever pastries you like!"

Ye Molan: "Is there any rose tea?"

An old man in the store: "Yes! I'm going to have a drink right now! Miss Ye, wait a moment..."

Ye Molan smiled slightly: "Let me tell you, Detective Wang, you own a pastry shop at home, why do you still buy white sugar cakes from small vendors?"

Wang Zhiwu's signature silly smile: "The old man who sells sugar cakes has a son who has been sick all year round... I bought all the sugar cakes she made, so she can go home and take care of her sick son..."

Ye Molan raised her eyebrows: "Uh! I thought you bought white sugar cakes to please those girls..." Recalling the Wang Zhiwu in the previous world, he often compared an old woman who set up a stall next to a public toilet selling red and white dried tofu.

I bought all the tofu and gave it to the salesperson in the mall next to me... I also often bought all the hot dogs of an old man selling hot dogs at a stall, and then gave them to the security guards... I never asked him why he did that.

Do? Because I think he is a fool and there is no need to ask...

Wang Zhiwu: "Ye Molan, I'm not trying to please those women. I don't eat sugar cakes myself, and I can't finish them all. I can only find a place with a lot of people and give them to them..."

Ye Molan: "Haha! Got it..."

Wang Zhiwu smiled in his signature style and handed Ye Molan a piece of pastry: "Try this, it's delicious!"

Ye Molan was surprised and said: "Wow! Dorayaki? Is it Dorayaki?"

Wang Zhiwu smiled and said: "That's the name! Try it!"

Ye Molan took a bite: "It's delicious! It tastes so good. I like this taste..."

Wang Zhiwu: "Take some away later... You try everything, and if you like it, take some back..."

Ye Molan smiled covetously: "I accidentally fell into the honeypot... If Brother Ze knew about it? He would probably strangle me to death..."

Wang Zhiwu frowned: "How can your husband be so hateful? How can you not let people eat?"

Ye Molan nodded: "Yeah! Brother Ze is so hateful. He always controls what I eat... If he sees me eating so many cakes? He will dig out whatever I eat..."

Wang Zhiwu frowned: "Don't want him, remarry! Don't want such a hateful person..."

Ye Molan smiled sweetly: "Brother Ze is taking care of me for my own good..." I really miss my brother Ze so much! Where are you? Will you come to me? I'm in a bad mood, a little choked...

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Wang Zhiwu thought she was choking on a pastry, so he handed over the rose tea that had just been brewed, and said gently: "Drink some tea! Don't choke. Forbes specially chilled it for a while, and you can drink it just now..."

Ye Molan took the tea: "Yes! Thank you Uncle Fu for taking the trouble!"

Uncle Fu nodded and smiled: "Miss Ye, sit down and drink slowly! The snacks go well with scented tea!"

Ye Molan nodded politely and smiled back...

Tasting all kinds of pastries in the pastry shop and drinking rose tea, it feels like going back in time... I used to like this time very much... I like to find a quiet pastry shop or coffee in the sunny afternoon

shop, have snacks and afternoon tea, read books or magazines... There was no Ye Moze at that time, so I often spent countless such afternoons alone...

A woman who was surrounded by everyone walked into the pastry shop... Her domineering behavior shocked many customers who were choosing snacks... At the same time, it also attracted Ye Molan's attention...

Ye Molan looked carefully: "Isn't this woman's surname Xiao? Is Wang Zhiwu your mother's adopted daughter?"

Wang Zhiwu: "Yes! Yes! Her name is Xiao Daihuan, she is my god sister, she grew up with me..."

Ye Molan: "You were bullied by her when you were growing up, right?"

Wang Zhiwu's signature giggle: "She is a girl, I let her order, it's nothing..."

Xiao Daihuan discovered Wang Zhiwu and ran straight over. A woman who was originally thick and strong said in a cooing voice: "Brother Zhiwu! Why haven't you played with me for so long?"

Wang Zhiwu smiled gently and said: "When people grow up, they should work down-to-earth. How can they think about having fun every day? Sister Daihuan, you should also find something to do..."

Ye Molan looked at the excitement and thought, how come this Wang Zhiwu looks so silly on a normal day, but why does he act like a big brother when facing this Xiao Daihuan? And he talks so seriously...

Xiao Daiyan glanced sideways at Ye Molan: "Who are you? Why are you smiling?"

Wang Zhiwu: "Huh? Her name is Ye Molan!"

Xiao Daiyan's face was full of displeasure: "Ye Molan? You ugly monster... Sit farther away! Don't get so close to my brother Zhiwu... Get out of here!" He turned around and shouted again: "Uncle Fu! Get me a chair.

Come, there is also lemon tea, my favorite lemon tea can whiten... and my favorite pastries..."

Wang Zhiwu: "Sister Daihen, you can't be so rude... You and Ye Molan are about the same age, you can be friends..."

Xiao Daiyan: "Humph! This ugly creature looks so old... She and I are not of the same age..."

Ye Molan smiled lightly: "Yeah! I'm two years older than you, so I'm older than you..."

Xiao Daihuan: "Hmph! Brother Zhiwu, let's go mountain climbing another day! I asked my godmother if you are okay the day after tomorrow, let's go climb Waigua Mountain! You can enjoy the flowers...many people go..."

Wang Zhiwu smiled awkwardly: "I made an appointment with Ye Molan to go mountain climbing the day after tomorrow. How about we go together?"

Ye Molan smiled lightly: "Yeah! I don't care..."

Xiao Daiyan: "No! I don't want to climb mountains with this ugly guy... He's old and ugly, and he wears so much powder... It's so ugly... He wears such white powder, he looks like a zombie..."

Ye Molan: "Uh..."

Wang Zhiwu smiled and said: "Ye Molan didn't apply powder, she is already fair..."

Xiao Daiyan said in a cooing voice: "She is just powdered, who are you lying to?"

Ye Molan: "Yeah! I just put on the powder and applied it several times... Miss Xiao, let's have some tea!" It doesn't matter if you follow her wishes. Xiao Dai's skin is darker, so it's normal for her not to like fair-skinned girls!
Chapter completed!