Forget it, let’s talk about Ning Qingfeng’s affairs slowly.

That guy didn't know what happened since he sent a letter before.

It should be fine? If there is something wrong, there will definitely be a news from Wuyingtang and Baiwu.

He was alone outside and had no money in his hands...

Ye Miao suddenly regretted that he should give him some pocket money every month, otherwise a big man would not even have the money to eat when he was away...

Forget it, don't think about it, that guy will solve such a small matter.

He is not such a rigid person. He might have paid the money in advance and then he will take action first and then report!

Before going to bed, a thought flashed through Ye Miao's mind: That money is not her, why did she worry about this?

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At dusk four days later, the group successfully arrived at Luobei City, the closest to Tongjiang Academy.

Looking at the three big characters Luobei City dyed orange by the sunset above the city wall, Ye Miao felt like a different life.

In her previous life, she was buried in Prince An's Mansion in Luobei City.

"Sister Miao, why don't you leave?" Xue Ziyao asked.

"Just leave."

Luobei is the center of Tongjiang Prefecture. Although it is not as lively as the bustling city of Qingzhou and Taiyuan City, it is also very prosperous.

Because the public trial challenge of Tongjiang College was approaching, inns of all sizes were full of people. Fortunately, Tongjiang College booked an inn for them early in the morning, otherwise they would have to sleep on the streets.

After resting for a night, Ye Miao said the next day that the flower city in Luobei City was very famous and she wanted to go and see it.

Ye Hai, Xue, Yao and Qiao Fangzi agreed with this proposal. Mr. Qin and several masters said that they wanted to rest more when they were old. In addition to Li Si, who was feeling a little uncomfortable, the seven young people went out together.

Huacheng is actually a flower street, similar to the current flower market, of course, the scale is far less than that.

Apart from a distance, you can smell the fragrance of various flowers floating in the air.

"It smells so good~" Ye Hai kept shaking his nose, almost the same as the wine he smelled that night.

"If the second brother likes it, let's buy a few more pots and put them in the inn."

Ye Haixi said: "Okay, okay!"

Ning Rao rolled her eyes, a silly big guy who was inexperienced, a rustic bun!

Because there were many people coming to Luobei City during this period, the Huacheng was even more crowded. As the few people walked, they were divided into several groups.

Ye Miao quietly winked at Shen Lang, quietly hid into the crowd, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Ye Hai and others who were happily selecting flowers without knowing it.

Ye Miao and Shen Lang pushed aside the crowd and walked forward until the second shop at the end of the Flower City did not stop.

Someone came out of the shop cursingly, "I just bought potted flowers, but I didn't want to be a flower farmer. What do you do when I asked about how to grow flowers and protect flowers? Bah! There are flowers everywhere, so if you don't sell them, I will buy them at other places!"

The man was not cursing enough, and seemed to want to spit out of his anger. A tall man with a tattoo on the back of his hand walked out and stood at the door with a expressionless face.

The momentum in his body made the man immediately shut up and swallow and leave.

Ye Miao pretended to have just arrived, looked at a pot of red flowers placed outside, and his eyes shiny forward and said, "Wow, this flower is so beautiful, how to sell it?"

The man said, "Please buy flowers inside."

Ye Miao followed the man in, and ice was placed in the shop, and it felt very cool as soon as he entered.

A man in red with a wide back and tall back was facing them, watering the flowers, and his hands were very white.

Shen Lang's eyebrows moved, and when the breath that was restrained subconsciously wanted to release it, Ye Miao pretended to look at him accidentally, and the breath disappeared without a trace.

There were some petals on the ground. Ye Miao picked them up and sighed, "The good flowers will wither. If the flowers have flower souls, I hope they can bloom the same flowers next year."

The man in red paused for watering. He put the kettle aside and turned around and asked, "Does the guest want to buy flowers?"

Seeing that look, Shen Lang, who had never had any expression, showed a little shock on his face.

The man was in his early forties, had a national face, a beard, big and thick, and had a very good look, which was far from the image of a flower farmer.

And those hands are extremely inconsistent with their entire image.

"I'm surnamed Tian, ​​you can call me Boss Tian." Boss Tian, ​​a man in red, said: "Can you grow flowers?"

Ye Miao said: "No, but there are servants at home to help raise them."

"The flowers here are only sold to people who can grow flowers." Boss Tian said: "It's better to buy them elsewhere than to buy them."

"That's how, but I like the flowers here." Ye Miao said: "How about you teach me how to raise them? I'm very smart and I'll learn it once."

Boss Tian paused, probably the first time he met such a guest, "House wait."

Ye Miao looked at the red back that was leaving, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up.

"Chenlang, you're wondering why I came here, right?" she said.

"Because this person is not an ordinary flower farmer."

"He is the king of Luobei Dungeon and Boss Lei."
Chapter completed!