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Chapter 338 Signboard

In the blink of an eye, Qianweiju opened its business under the age of the New Year.

Qianweiju's "Qian" is taken from Dong Wanqian's name. This is the name that Yan Xuehuai thought of. Dong Wanqian also added Yan Xuehuai's name. Yan Xuehuai did not agree, and Lu Jinxing also shouted that he would not allow it to be added.

Yan Xuehuai disagreed because she felt that no matter which of the three words in her name, it was suitable for the name of a food shop.

The reason why Lu Jinxing disagreed was that his thoughts were more sinister.

He thought so, Yan Xuehuai wanted to be the princess, how could the princess's boudoir name be written on the signboard and be passed down by the peddler and pawn?

Of course, this cannot be said.

Therefore, Dong Wanqian believes that Yan Xuehuai is loyal and a good sister. As for Lu Jinxing, this insidious villain is clearly bullying Yan Huaishui.

Dong Wanqian was simple-minded. She believed that Lu Jinxing was bullying Yan Xuehuai, so she would not think about whether her good sisters were easy to bully.

In short, for the sake of naming, Dong Wanqian fought with Lu Jinxing again.

Yan Xuehuai originally wanted to ask Lu Jinxing to write a sign, but Dong Wanqian and Lu Jinxing had another fight, so the sign could only be written by someone else.

But since Chai Yan came to Qingping Lane that day, he took a team of Feiyuwei out of the city. Qianweiju was about to open, and the signboard was not yet available. Dong Wanqian said that he asked Mr. Lu to write it, but who knew that Mr. Lu refused and said that his handwriting was not well written, so don't make a joke.

When he returned to Qingping Lane, Yan Xuehuai saw Xiaoman and said to Dong Wanqian: "Just let Xiaoman write, I think his handwriting is also good."

Before Dong Wanqian could speak, Xiaoman waved his hand: "No, the signboard must be thick and powerful. I don't have enough writing skills, and it will take a few more years."

Just as Li Qiniang came back, Yan Xuehuai said, "Mom, tomorrow you can find a scholar who can write in the restaurant and write a sign for us. We will pay money for money."

Li Qiniang's heart moved. There were many old diners in Li Shijiji, and it was not difficult to find a good-looking title for a good-word title, but Li Qiniang thought of comforting her.

She felt that Qi Wei's words were written very well, just like his people, they were upright and calm, and they should do business in the same way.

The next day, when Li Shiji's friend was delivering lunch to the Governor's Office of the Five Army, Li Qiniang asked the friend to bring a letter.

When Qi Wei saw the letter, he suddenly felt a little nervous.

It was the first time that he and Li Qiniang had communicated with each other since he returned to the capital.

It is a letter, an envelope, a letter with a fire.

Qi Wei's expression was as usual, and he sent the people around him. He didn't bother to eat and quickly opened the letter.

There were only two short lines on a large piece of letter paper, and he asked him to write a sign for the shop opened by the two girls.

Qi Wei breathed a sigh of relief. He seemed to see Li Qiniang like him, supporting the people around him, then solemnly wrote the letter, and then solemnly asked the clerk to send the letter.

Even though he could have a small matter that a friend could tell him, he was so serious. Qi Hui smiled and shook his head. He was still not doing well enough, and Li Qiniang still did not regard him as her own person.

Even Yan Xuehuai didn't expect that Li Qiniang actually asked Qi Wei to write a sign for them.

Are these two people trying to transfer from underground to ground?

Yan Xuehuai was stunned for a moment and quickly made a decision.

Dong Wanqian doesn’t care who wrote this, as long as it wasn’t written by Lu Jingchuang.

Lu Jinxing was also shocked. Is this true or false?

Is Qi Wei and the Li family so good?

Because of blessing? Or...

A thought flashed through Lu Jinxing's smart head. He shook his head. It's impossible, it must be impossible. How could it be? Right, what if it was really what he thought, what should the Seven Hells do?

If that is true, the Seven Hell Kings would not seem to be affected.

Based on Miss Yan's temper and personality, if she cannot marry the Seven Kings of Hell, it is definitely because she doesn't want to marry, and she will not be affected by anyone.

Lu Jinxing's face was shocked and pleased Dong Wanqian, who gloated: "Open your dog's eyes and see, the words of the Duke are one thousand times ten thousand times stronger than you."

Lu Jinxing looked at her. It’s great to be a fool and he can always find his own happiness.

Thinking of this, Lu Jinxing suddenly felt that Yan Xuehuai was as Chai Yan said, "A man is beautiful and kind-hearted."

Dong Wanqian is a living example.

If Yan Xuehuai wanted to cheat her and sell her, Dong Wanqian would only help people count the money.

"Hey, Lu Jingzhe, you drama master, are you thinking about something bad about?" Dong Wanqian asked.

Lu Jinxing sighed, "Silly people have good fortune, that is, Dong Wanqian is the one.

"You asked Duke Ding to write a signboard, and would he also ask him to write the invitation on the day of opening?"

Dong Wanqian was stunned: "Is there still an invitation to open the business?"

"Of course, aren't you planning to invite a few tables on the opening day? Of course, you have to send an invitation to the guests." Lu Jinxing said.

Even Dong Wanqian knew that it would be impossible for a big man like Duke Ding to trouble others to write invitations.

"Then let Yan Huaishui write, her handwriting is big and well written."

Yan Xuehuai shook his head quickly: "I don't write, who asked me to write, I'm anxious with him."

Lu Jinxing shook the folding fan with a leisurely look on his face. It was a very cold day, and I don’t know why he shook the fan for.

Dong Wanqian was angry when he saw his appearance. He was about to curse and relieve his anger, but Yan Xuehuai spoke up: "Mr. Lu, please help us write about the invitation."

Lu Jinxing was about to agree, but Dong Wanqian said, "No, I won't let him write."

Yan Xuehuai glared at her: "If you don't let him write, can you write?"

Dong Wanqian stubbornly stubbornly said: "Hmph!"

Lu Jinxing laughed secretly, and was seen by Dong Wanqian again. Dong Wanqian said to him: "Hmph! Humph!"

Yan Xuehuai was too lazy to watch them fight, so she turned around and left.

Chai Yan rushed back to the capital on the day of opening, just like when Li Shiji opened last time.

He returned to the Ministry of Justice to do his job first, and rushed to the outer city in silence. The big red silk on the Qianweiju sign had been opened, and Pearl and Dazhuang were welcomed at the door.

Chai Yan waved his hand and dozens of pots of flowers were unloaded from the car, instantly filling Qianweiju's door.

When Li Shiji opened, Chai Yan also gave flowers, but it was different from now. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and chrysanthemums were everywhere. However, it was the cold winter month. Although you could buy flowers, the price was very expensive. In addition, the New Year was about to be celebrated, and the price grew by 20%.

These flowers made the tycoons of Chai Tuyou all the time. The guests had to cross the flower pots before they could come in to have a meal. Yan Xuehuai had no choice but to let the guys share the flowers to their neighbors. So that day, the whole street was full of flowers. This matter soon reached the ears of the emperor and the queen through the lively mouth of Chai Hao.

"My uncle sent so many flowers to block the door!"
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