Chapter 25 Cursive (1)

However, Ye Qing’s face did not show any slight depression. Instead, she raised a smile and looked at Xiao Erdao: “Call you to manage things.”

Xiao Er whispered, "What do you have about this guest, you can tell me..."

"If you want to slash, you will call someone you can be the master." Ye Qing's eyes were slightly cold.

Xiao Er was so stared by Ye Qingyu, and suddenly felt that the scalp was numb, but the word "cursive" was like a thunder, and it was in the head of Xiao Er!

Duan Tianrui didn't know what medicine she was selling in Ye Qing's gourd. She only thought that she was taking her own insults. Instead, she said to Xiao Erdao: "If you go looking for me, I..."

Duan Tianrui’s words have not been finished yet, and Xiao Er has rushed to find someone.

In a short while, a middle-aged man of nearly 50 years old rushed over with the younger one.

"Is Miss Ye? Is it the management of the Treasures of the City?" The middle-aged man looked at Ye Qingyi. "I just heard that Miss Ye mentioned the grass, I don't know... Miss Ye, what do you know?"

The tone of the middle-aged man is very stable, but the fundus is floating and eager.

The grass is the object of the treasure house, seeking all over the world, and hangs 100,000 gold in the various treasures of the cabinet, but today, there is no clue.

"I know there is a cursive." Ye Qing said.

Ye Qing’s words came out, and Duan Tianrao on the side smirked a sneer.

Ye Qingyu is only fifteen. So far, even the city has left. Where does she know where the grass is?

The treasures of the treasure chest are slightly brighter. "Miss Ye, as long as you can provide us with the whereabouts of the grass, our treasure chest must be thanked."

Ye Qing said: "The grass is in the dead leaves outside the city."

This next day, Tianrui really wants to laugh.

The dead leaf forest is next to the city, although there are many herbs in the forest, but they are not rare. The grass can be regarded as the top of all cherished herbs. Ye Qingyi is afraid of being crazy, and will be dead. There is grass in it.

I am afraid that no one will believe this.

The management of Zhenbaoge did not think that Ye Qingyi would actually say that the dead leaves were forested. The moment of expectation of the moment was extinguished like a cold water, and the expression on his face became hard.

"Miss Ye, please don't make fun of me. How can there be grass in the dead leaves?"

“If there is such a thing?” Ye Qingyi immediately said: “You can make people prepare for ink, and I will paint you the specific location of the grass.”

Guan Shiben felt that this matter was not reliable, but he saw Ye Qingyu’s appearance so calmly. He couldn’t help but wrinkle and hesitated for a moment.

Ye Qingyi quickly draws a sketch and marks the grass in the picture.

The management was dubious and handed over the drawings to a confidant.

Everyone saw the people in the Treasure House leaving with a picture, and all faces were full of curiosity.

No one knows where Ye Qingyi is confident and draws the drawing.

Guan Shi Xu was heard from the second side of Ye Erjun and Duan Tianrui competing for Huayue Stone. Now people have been sent to find grass, although everyone can expect it, but the management still holds one in ten thousand. Hope, to the paragraph of heaven, said: "Secretary, I hope you can wait a little while."

Duan Tianrui smiled and said: "I am not in a hurry, I also hope that the Treasure Pavilion can find grass." After all, I did not have a deep look at Ye Qingyi.

(End of this chapter)

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