The Queen of Phoenix is ​​demonic

Chapter 40 Shopping Together
Early the next morning, when Ning Huang woke up, she was almost frightened by the zombie maid with a jade carving on the bedside.

"When did you stand by my bed?"

"last night."

... Ning Huang.

So, all her indecent sleeping positions were seen?

"From now on, I'm not allowed to sleep in my room. Do men and women know?"

The zombie's gray eyes were full of bewilderment, staring at her blankly.

That look is like someone didn't think you were a woman.

At this moment, Ning Huangxin was trampled by tens of thousands of galloping horses, and the complexity was indescribable.

Although it is still early, because this is an important place for businessmen to come and go, many people rush to the port early in the morning, or they may have just arrived in the port early in the morning.

The dining area on the first floor has already had some guests who came to have breakfast.

The fat man saw the three of Ning Huang going downstairs, and greeted them very hospitablely, and personally served tea and water, and delicious food was set on the table.

"The three guests can stay for a few more days, our Xuancheng is very interesting." He smiled with fat on his face.

"Let's hurry." Ning Huang also smiled, and patted the cloth bag, "I wonder if the shopkeeper has money to exchange?"

The fat man immediately waved his hand, "I can't afford it."

"The rent..."

"It's okay, it's okay. There's some money here, please accept it with a smile." The fat man's attitude was completely opposite to yesterday's, and Ning Huang couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

How can there be such a cheap thing, this kind of black shop, it is better to leave as soon as possible.

With Qin Zheng around, although he is not afraid of fighting, he does not want to cause trouble for the time being.

Qin Zheng sat upright like a bamboo, without squinting. Zombies don't need to eat human food.

Ning Huang didn't move her chopsticks, "Let's go shopping."

Huang took the time-traveling ghost and the zombie maid to go shopping all the way, found a relatively large jewelry store, sold a Ye Mingzhu, exchanged it for 800 taels of silver, 100 taels of cash, and ate it along the way.

After eating and drinking enough, I stopped in front of a gate building.

There are books on the gate tower, Green Bamboo Pavilion.

Such an elegant name.

On the door frame on the left of the store, there is a palm-sized ebony plaque with a fire pattern engraved on it.

Ning Huang looked at it for a long time, the pattern was inexplicably weird, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

However, after looking at it for a long time, I didn't see a trick.

The interior of the store is decorated with bamboo ware, which exudes a bookish atmosphere, just like an academy.

"Very elegant shop, not bad, let's drink tea." Ning Huang walked in with a smile.

Ling Yi raised the oil-paper umbrella slightly, glanced at the black sandalwood sign on the door frame, his eyes stopped on the fire pattern, his pupils sank slightly, and a casual surprise flashed across his eyes.

Looking in again, the sword eyebrows were raised, and there was a little helplessness in his eyes.

Ning Huang walked in swaggeringly, the hall of Nuoda was a bit like a theater.

In every corner, there are beautiful men sitting, lying, playing chess, or cooking tea in twos and threes, all kinds of beautiful men, elegant, romantic, enchanting and charming, cold and aloof.

These piles of flowers bloom together, seductive and cozy.

Ning Huang's mind suddenly appeared in the booklet master's description of the scene where she summoned all the beautiful men to walk the birds in the Palace of Poisons, and this... is almost the same?

A handsome and handsome attendant greeted him, "May I ask you, Master..."

"Let's deliver tea." Ning Huang waved the white paper fan that she just bought in the street market, and the rice bucket standing proudly on her shoulder looked serious, shaking a leaf with her paw.

Tea is the code word for the small shop.

Drinking tea is to be served by a waiter.

To send tea is to come and join as a servant.

Ling Yi, who was still holding an oiled paper umbrella in the hall, caught the attention of the little attendant, tilted his head and glanced at it, his face was full of surprise, it really was good tea.

Busy to report.

"Oh, where's the sweetheart, no wonder the magpies are singing happily on the branches today, it really taught Mei Niang that my heart is full of joy." After a while, a group of flowers and butterflies flew down the second floor.

The visitor had Adam's apple, heavy makeup, twisted water snake waist, pinched orchid fingers, and went straight in front of the three of them excitedly. The handkerchief in his hand was flying wildly, and Ning Huang was almost choked by a strong breath of inferior makeup.

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