Lu Caiwei walked into the private room with a small step and saw a fat uncle talking to a child with a smile. The child's face was calm and he just nodded slightly.

Seeing Lu Caiwei coming in, the little boy looked up slightly, smiled and nodded, then pointed to the stool and signaled her to sit down.

Lu Caiwei was a little surprised and gently sat down on the chair. When she saw the two of them talking, she patiently did not interrupt. This was the result of the good training she had been receiving.

She quietly observed the two of them. The fat man was greasy. She turned her eyes away with disgust after just one look, but was attracted by Ouyang Bian.

Although Ouyang Bian said that his hair was yellow and his hair was drooping, he wore a long robe with a reasonable tailoring robe covering his small body, and his pink and jade-like face made him look so cute.

"It would be great if I could have such a child in the future." Lu Caiwei's mind was a little distracted.

"...The weather is getting colder now, and the sales of milk tea have dropped a little. If it is colder, it will probably fall sharply. The winter in Bianjing is long, and I'm afraid there will be no income for a long time, so I have to pay some money to get in."

Fatty, oh, it should be Zhang Qi, the owner of the Zhang family restaurant.

milk tea?

Lu Caiwei raised her ears slightly.

She knew about milk tea. Recently, this milk tea is very popular. The sisters in the building have to drink one or two cups almost every day. When the weather is hot, it is indeed a good product to relieve heat. Although it is a little expensive, most Enke will bring it with you to please girls. It tastes good, but it is easy to gain weight after drinking it...

Could this milk tea be opened by the owner of the Zhang family restaurant?

"You have to change your mind. Drinking iced milk tea in summer, and naturally, you have to drink hot milk tea in winter. In the middle of winter, buying a cup of warm milk tea in the palm of your hand can not only warm your hands, but also warm your stomach. How comfortable?"

Ouyang Bian chuckled softly.

Zhang Qi slapped his thighs, and his thigh flesh trembled.

Lu Caiwei was surprised. She remembered that when the cold wind was cold, holding a cup of warm milk tea, her cold little hands became warmer. When she washed it occasionally, the warm sweetness would penetrate into her heart. It was indeed quite desirable.

I heard Zhang Qi say again: "This month my dividends and the milk tea shop's dividends..."

Only after hearing Ouyang Bian coughing gently, Zhang Qi stopped immediately, reached for a teacup and took a sip.

Lu Caiwei was even more surprised. There was a lot of content in this sentence. Could it be that the Zhang Family Restaurant and the Bing Room have this little master Ouyang... Yes, the Zhang Family Restaurant suddenly had a stir-fry in May, and the Ouyang family also came to Beijing at that time. Could it be that this secret recipe was provided by this little master?

Lu Caiwei figured out these things and was shocked. Zhang's restaurant is now the top three of the 72 main stores in Bianjing. The daily customers are like clouds, like a treasure pot, and the daily income is huge.

There is also the ice room milk tea. In recent times, as long as you go out to stroll around, you can see queues everywhere. The milk tea that costs 500 ciders a cup is sought after by countless people. The ability to accumulate gold is even more amazing!

If it was really as she expected, the Ouyang Gongzi family not only had a bright future in the court, but also a wealthy family. With his own talent, the current "Shuituo Songtou" will be famous all over the world. When he grows up, he still doesn't know what will happen.

In addition, he is so beautiful that he must be an extremely handsome young man after looking at his embryo. I don’t know if he will get the girl from that family at that time.

Lu Caiwei felt a little sad.

But it’s a bit strange. This fat man is his uncle, but the two of them get along with each other seems to be headed by Mr. Ouyang. Mr. Ouyang does look very smart, but he is only six or seven years old. Boss Zhang is over fifty years old. Why does he look willing to be at the bottom of the game?

“…Miss Lu?”

“…Miss Lu?”

Lu Caiwei said, "Ah? I'm sorry, I'm distracted just now."

Ouyang Bian looked at her in surprise and said softly: "Miss Lu, I don't know if you can sing songs. I'm tired of listening to the songs in the Zhang family restaurant. My uncle said that Yuxianlou is the top place, so I asked my uncle to bring me over."

Listen to the music?

That's right, this young man probably doesn't have much dirty thoughts. Maybe it's just that children like to listen to music.

For some reason, Lu Caiwei was a little disappointed. It was just this kind of thought that made her a little slow to react.

Ouyang Bian wrinkled his cute facial features. This girl looks a little unsmart Yazi.

Lu Caiwei reacted and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, and said hurriedly: "I know, I can, I will, I will ask someone to carry the piano in immediately."

He said that he hurriedly walked out, but he was tripped at the threshold, then threw it heavily on the ground, making a muffled sound. Fortunately, there was a thick blanket on the ground, but even so, the girl still let out a cry of pain, then quickly got up and limped away.

Ouyang Bian and Zhang Qi exchanged a glance speechlessly: Is this girl not a fool?

When Lu Caiwei appeared again, she returned to her elegant and dignified appearance.

Ouyang Bian complained in his heart: "If you don't speak, you'd be really a beauty."

Lu Caiwei's tinging dong ding dong tuning tuning tuning tuning.

Ouyang Bian sipped hot tea gently.

As soon as the autumn in Bianjing came, the world was already a little solemn. The weather was quite cold. The warm stove had begun to rise in the Yuxian Tower, and incense was lit in the private room. It was so warm that Ouyang Bian felt a little drowsy. It was really too comfortable here.

Lu Caiwei debugged for a while and said softly: "Young Master Ouyang, have you ever heard the song of your own water tune song?"

Ouyang Bian was interested, but he really didn't.

"If not, then why don't I play a song for Mr. Ouyang?"

Ouyang Bian nodded.

Zhang Qi seemed to be ignored, but he had no objection. For some reason, in front of this little nephew, he always felt as if he was being taken away. Over time, he felt a little shorter.

Lu Caiwei lightly opened her red lips, and a clear sound like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley suddenly filled her ears.

"When will the bright moon come... ask the blue sky with wine... I don't know what year it will be tonight?"

The sound is clear and ethereal, and the sound of the piano in the hand is like a big bead falling from a jade plate. Light is shot outside the window, passing through the bead curtain, and the spots of light are integrated with the scene in front of you.

What a beautiful picture of a song!

Lu Caiwei is indeed a stunning beauty.

The facial features are delicate and atmospheric, the skin is as delicate as a cream, the long neck is like a swan, and the body is slender and reasonable. The tender ginger fingers are fiddled up and down, the teeth are like weaving shells, and the red lips are opened and closed, and the wonderful music is fluttering.

What a pity.

Ouyang Bian shook his head slightly.

I have not been born, but I have grown up...

But this matter is too urgent, and it will be many years left!

Ouyang Bian was a little depressed.

There are many years left!

Lu Caiwei was slightly surprised: Why did he shake his head? Do you think my skills are not good? My skills are already among the top three in the building, and not many can beat me anymore. Why is he still not satisfied?
Chapter completed!