C43 Big Cloud Winter Games (2/2)

After all, Zou San's identity was extraordinary. As the son of the Minister of Revenue, he could not help but speak in a more trustworthy tone.

”It's just that the money for the tickets is a bit less.” After sponsoring the competition attire, the brocade silk shop unhesitatingly opened its mouth, ”Your contract has a total of 300 sets. Our shop has completely stopped working for a few days to chase away the clothes. If that day comes …”

”Boss Wang, it's not like I said that just based on the price of the tickets, the venue is only that big. Who can go and return the money?” Zou San laughed and fanned himself, then sighed a breath of relief: ”If only you could do it well, there would be so many people wearing your clothes. Perhaps I should let your silks pass before the emperor. If this is done well, then not everyone will want to buy it in the future. ”” No, no!

”After all, in the future, we won't be able to earn money and shout loudly.” That Wang Clan member muttered and then sighed.

”Dong Shou has been in the capital for half a month, and not many people have bought the tickets.” Dong Shou has been in the capital for half a month, and not many people have bought the tickets. Zou San meaningfully squinted his eyes, patted his hands, and indicated for the people outside to bring in a board.

Everyone's eyes were focused on that board.

”The imperial restaurant is here, so the Ouyang Family specially went to build some temporary lodgings in advance. We'll split the lodging. In the future, we'll eat, drink, and have fun. Those are all just for free.” Zou San could not help but look at the screen behind him.

At that moment, a baby's cry suddenly came from behind the screen. ”Ah pu pu …”

Everyone was stunned and couldn't help but look at the screen. That said, why did Zou San bring a child here?

”Ahahahahaha …” Zou San laughed, ”Look here, look here! The money is here! ”

Everyone more or less knew how to prioritize, and turned their heads, studying where Zou San had drawn.

For the time being, they had rented a place. It was up to the higher-ups to find out who they were and what kind of business they were in.

After Zou San said this, he received more money from everyone as he sent them off with a smile.

Only left...

”Young Master Ouyang?” Zou San's smile became somewhat stiff, ”What else do you want?”

”Indeed, there are some matters that I have to discuss with Princess Hua-Yang.” Ouyang Mingmo had been silently watching from the back, and only now did he put down the teacup in his hand, ”The tea in this teahouse is not bad.”

He turned his head to look at the screen, his expression slightly complicated. ”I didn't expect that Princess would really have such courage and skill.”

The crux of the matter was that they might not be able to finish the slaughter, so they felt that the next time they came, it would not be a wasted trip.

Ouyang Mingmo had never thought about such a thing before.

A chuckle was heard from behind the screen.

Su Xian walked out leisurely while holding onto Wang Wang who was making fun of her, she looked at Ouyang Mingmo with a clear gaze: ”Look at what Senior Brother Ouyang has said, it's just a joke.”

She was just standing on the shoulders of giants.

With so much modern experience, she wouldn't be able to reclaim her old business. She would be able to reap a lot of wealth from this little bit of experience.

If she wasn't rich, who was?