Mad Son-in-law

The colorful world.

It's just a passing moment.

Wang Jie touched these words and looked up at the quaint signboard of the garden.

It is true that some people are willing to fall into the stereotypes, and even have such a name.

Zhang Dabiao bared his teeth and winked at Tang Yang, "Hey, Master Tang, how is this colorful world compared to the heaven and earth in the capital?"

Tang Yang couldn't help but smiled and waved his hand: "Big Brother Zhang, you are not burying me! Since the last time that happened at Lu Mingzhi's club, I know Brother Wang's temper, how can I dare to bring him to that kind of horror. A place! This colorful world, you sound like the name with a little bit of color, but it's absolutely clean!"

Wang Jie said helplessly: "I seem to be a defender when you say it. The beauty of the world, how can there be a man who doesn't like it? It's just that I am shy by nature and I am not used to flirting with unfamiliar people. Pretty. Hey, by the way, I'm also from Yuncheng anyway, so why haven't I heard that there is a colorful world before."

"Oh, this Huahua World has not been open for a long time. It seems that it only opened at the end of last year. Moreover, there are consumption restrictions, so..."

"So we can't hear it in ordinary people's ears, right?" Wang Jie said with a smile: "Looking at the location of this address and the style of this garden, the owner of this shop should be quite tasteful."

"We don't know about that!" Tang Yang said frankly, "It's true that I've also specifically inquired about it, but no one knows who the owner of this shop is, at least not a native of Yuncheng, because except for Lu Chu two At home, no one can afford to play with such a big garden. Judging from the early investment, this person is not only an ordinary person, he is very tasteful, and he is also rich in money."

The three were talking and entered the garden.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Jie understood what Tang Yang meant by "duojin".

The entire garden is antique, with white jade steps connecting north and south, and precious flowers decorating the east and west. Pavilions, towers, small bridges and flowing water, they are very patchy. Tang Yang led Wang Jie and Zhang Dabiao to walk in the corridor. Looking from the left and right, there are gray windows and white walls, jade and copper inlays, and the flowers and stones are roads, vines, and trees. This is also true of Gusu Mingyuan.

"Tsk tusk, Brother Jie, Lao Zhang, I have opened my eyes. I was thankful that I didn't jump off the broken iron tower." Zhang Dabiao murmured.

The three of them entered a small courtyard in the garden, with buckets and loach ridges on top, and doors, bars and windows on the bottom. Entering the house, classically furnished, eight immortal tables, tatami mats, grilled beds, and walls are all covered with pianos, swords, hanging bottles, table screens and the like.

Wang Jie has the final say, not counting this piece of land, just this building and layout, it is impossible to make such a garden without more than a billion yuan.

"No, Tang Yang, don't say that the three of us will eat in this small courtyard tonight!" Even though Wang Jie was from the Wang family, he could not help but feel a little surprised at this moment after seeing many big scenes.

"Yes, there are a total of 18 such single-seat small courtyards in this garden, and we are one of them. I know you like Jingjing, so I entrusted it to someone today!" Tang Yangchao waved to the Hanfu woman who had been standing at the door for a long time. Said: "Let's take the food, by the way, if there is any more elegant performance, let's also come up!"

Zhang Dabiao blinked and whispered, "You tell me quietly, how much money do you get this night?"

Tang Yang smiled, holding Wang Jie on his back and raising two fingers.

"Two hundred thousand!" Zhang Dabiao's tooth flakes were not rotten, and he shook his head and said: "You rich people, you should all be caught up and reminisce about bitterness and sweetness, and only give Wowotou pumpkin soup..."

"It's two million!" Tang Yang whispered, "Don't tell Brother Wang!"

Zhang Dabiao petrified instantly...

As far as the money is spent, it doesn't matter what you eat.

However, the most interesting thing is the performance here.

All ethnic minority girls sing local folk songs and dance authentic folk dances. Those little girls were young and beautiful, and they weren't pretending at first glance. The youthfulness was not gone, revealing the simplicity and innocence of the mountains.

"How is it? I mean clean, right?" Tang Yang smiled.

Wang Jie became more curious in his heart, who is the owner of this garden? There is such a great ability.

The one who poured tea for the three of them was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl wearing a stuffed hat and a red and white shirt. She was white and pure, like a golden flower.

When the food was almost the same, Zhang Dabiao said in embarrassment, "Master Tang, where is this toilet? It will never be the same as in ancient times, let's get a chamber pot!"

Tang Yang smiled and stood up and said, "Come, I will take you there!"

When the two went out, Wang Jie was smoking a cigarette silently, thinking about the scene of meeting his ears in battle for a while.

Suddenly raising her head, she found that the little girl was looking at herself seriously, as if she was still a little confused in her eyes.

"What's the matter, little girl, is there something wrong with me?" Wang Jie asked with a smile.

The little girl blinked her big eyes and murmured, "Apeng Brother, your complexion is not very good."

The little girl’s serious and somewhat scary remarks reminded Wang Jie of the scammers mentioned on the Internet a while ago, those people pretending to be Miao doctors, pretending to see a doctor, and collecting money...

"Are you a Miao girl?"

The little girl shook her head and said seriously: "Brother Apeng, I am from the Bai nationality and come from Ruili."

I have to say that I heard that the Bai people had beautiful women before, and it seemed to be true. This little girl will stand out for another two years, and she will definitely be one of the best beauties.

"Little sister, since you are not a Miao doctor, why do you assert that my complexion is not good?" Wang Jie asked, I am also proficient in Chinese medicine anyhow, don't I understand my physical condition?

"Brother Apeng, don't be angry!" The little girl smiled sweetly and said solemnly: "Although I am not a Miao doctor, but Ada in our village is a Miao doctor. He said that if you get tired and anxious, it must be the beetle; Bai Eqing, it must be poisoned." The little girl said, suddenly raised her index finger and said: "Yes, wait a minute!"

As the little girl said, she walked out of the yard and pulled a bunch of green plants among the flowers.

Wang Jie knew that this was gourd moss, a kind of herbal medicine, and at the same time a plant that could test poison.

"Why? I want my blood or saliva?" Wang Jie thought this little girl was a little bit interesting, so she took the initiative to say. He wanted to see what she was going to do...

"No! Ada said, if the gourd moss can be discolored in the saliva and blood, it means that this person is incurable! Besides, you must not give blood and saliva to others, maybe there will be The grass lady hurt you!" The little girl said, looking at Wang Jie's hair and said, "Brother Apeng, can I use a piece of hair?"

What the little girl said was indeed correct. Wang Jie said this deliberately, just to test her. He didn't expect that the little girl had a sincere expression. This started to surprise Wang Jie a little.

Could it be that your face is really bad?

Pulled out a hair and passed it over. Wang Jie was talking while observing the change of the little girl's expression!

"Girl, how long have you been in Yuncheng?"

"Three months!"

The little girl said sweetly, neither squeamish nor pretentious, she stared wide-eyed, lit Wang Jie's hair with fire, and then quickly wrapped the scorching and smoking hair with gourd moss.

After waiting for a few seconds, the green gourd moss turned brown.

Wang Jie's heart suddenly sank.

"Big brother, don't be afraid. This is not very poisonous. Let me see. It should be a kind of skullgrass in southern Yunnan. After this thing is dried, it will be similar to dried green onion leaves. People will eat it. A bit excited. Many butchers over there will eat this thing, because after killing you can be courageous. However, you can’t eat more. Over time, you will be irritable and bloodthirsty. Moreover, the spirit is getting worse and worse, and doing things. Without thinking, I love emotions..." The little girl said in a thoughtful manner: "If you are eating skullgrass, you should stop quickly..."

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old child in the mountain had a green face, and Wang Jie couldn't see the smell of a lie.

But the problem was that Wang Jie didn't know any Skeleton Grass at all.

"Girl, but I haven't eaten skull grass!"

"That's because you accidentally ate it!" the girl said confidently.

Ingested?

Wang Jie smiled softly, and there was a ripple in his heart.

"What's your name?"

"Sister Ni!" The little girl smiled: "Remember, it's not your sister, it's your sister!"