Chapter 609: Qingyun Reappears
August 17th.
After class, we went back to Chang'an together. Wen Weilan took Liu Sheng to a familiar shop.
The shop was empty except for a woman Liu Sheng was familiar with standing in it.
“Miss!”
"Cui Cui."
"Cui Cui."
Liu Sheng and Wen Weilan shouted at the same time.
Cui Cui looked at Liu Sheng strangely, with doubts in her eyes.
"Ahem, this is the Liu Sheng I mentioned to you." Wen Weilan coughed lightly and explained.
Cuicui's eyes suddenly lit up, full of admiration: "Is this Liu Zhuangyuan?"
After saying that, she seemed to realize that she had made a mistake, and looked at Wen Weilan carefully, but was surprised to find that Wen Weilan Lan Jing didn't react at all, and even said lightly:
"Yes, she is Liu Zhuangyuan."
Liu Sheng saw Cuicui's expression and smiled secretly in his heart.
[It seems that the original relationship between Wen Weilan and I was really not good...]
[Of course, the king does not see the king. 】
Looking around the empty shop, Liu Sheng sighed: "It's still the same shop."
"Well, we can still follow the original layout." Wen Weilan nodded.
"That's fine, it saves you the trouble."
"Well, I'll just draw the decoration design draft." Wen Weilan said.
The two settled everything with a tacit understanding, Cuicui was beside her, secretly surprised.
At first I thought it was unbelievable that the lady said she wanted to cooperate with others.
I didn’t expect this person to be Liu Number One Scholar!
It feels even more impossible, we will definitely have to quarrel every day.
But she never expected that it would be so harmonious.
Cuicui touched her chin and thought, there must be something weird in this.
Or, they are just pretending to be at odds...
While thinking about it, I suddenly heard the young lady say: "Cui Cui, you will be the shopkeeper here."< br>
Cui Cui was shocked, waved her hands quickly, and said: "I, I, I can't do it!"
"You can do it." Wen Weilan said calmly, "I believe you .”
Cuicui still shook her head: "I'm just a little maid of the lady..."
"It's okay, you can count, read, and are very approachable. You must be the shopkeeper." Liu Sheng added from the side. road.
Hearing this, Cuicui looked at Liu Sheng and blinked, as if to say, how did you know.
But being thin-skinned, she could only blush and lower her head.
"Liu Zhuangyuan won the prize...I am not as good as you said."
"It doesn't matter." Wen Weilan shook his head and continued, "We will also give you 20% of the dry stock."
As soon as these words were spoken, Cuicui's eyes suddenly lit up, she clenched her fist and nodded: "Okay! Cui Cui! Cui will definitely live up to the trust!"
In this way, the reconstruction of Qingyun Pavilion in this world is finalized.
And with this first experience, Wen Weilan quickly sorted out the preparations, and Cuicui looked at him with admiration.
“It’s nothing, it’s just a store opening. Once it happens, it will become familiar again.”
"But, miss, when did you open a store?"
Wen Weilan was stunned.
Liu Sheng smiled from the side.
"However, the craftsmen have to be found slowly. Kuang Bowen and Tao Tao are not known where they are now." Wen Weilan shook his head.
Then her eyes looked at Liu Sheng, her intention to ask for help was obvious.
Liu Sheng knew it at a glance and said: "Don't worry, I have to be here in the early stage, not to mention that I also need a place to practice, so I can do it easily."
"In addition, my mother also said Two jobs can be arranged The craftsmen from the ministry are here.”
“Also, I want to recommend someone.”
Wen Weilan asked curiously: “Who?”
“My uncle... ”
...
Wen Weilan certainly agreed with Ling Fu’s joining.
But she was not sure whether he would be happy. After all, according to Liu Sheng, Ling Fu's current situation was not good.
However, Liu Sheng was quite certain.
"He will definitely agree."
So, in Lingfu's stinky yard.
“Why are you so sure that I will agree?” Ling Fu drank wine lazily, with a hint of displeasure in his tone.
"Also, haven't I already told you that I'm not optimistic about your stuff, yet you still continue to be stubborn and even come to me to join?" Ling Fu's words here are so annoying that people can't help but pinch him. fist.
However, Liu Sheng was covering his nose and could only temporarily lower his fists.
Since Ling Fu is so direct, she can also be more direct.
"Then let me ask you, why are you not optimistic?"
"Even if you are not optimistic, it is all about theology now, what kind of rebels do you think you are?"
"If I think Is theology unreliable?"
When Ling Fu heard this, his pupils trembled and he subconsciously looked up to the sky.
But the Supreme God did not respond.
Ling Fu glanced around again in panic, not knowing what he was afraid of.
"What? Will the priest come?" Liu Sheng asked.
“You——!”
Ling Fu glared angrily, pointing at Liu Sheng, his hand trembled slightly, obviously feeling extremely uneasy.
However, nothing happens.
Snow is falling quietly outside the corridor.
Ling Fu realized something.
"You..."
"The Supreme God is gone. Do we have to sit back and wait for death?" Liu Sheng looked directly at Ling Fu.
Ling Fu was silent for a moment.
The drunkenness is half gone.
"How did you know?" He asked, pointing to the sky, "That...is gone..."
Liu Sheng smiled slightly and said:
"I can say, but, uncle, I hope you can answer me first, what did you see in Si Tianjian."
"I believe that what you see should be different from the other you." Liu Sheng muttered softly.
“What?”
Ling Fu’s eyes widened and his expression suddenly changed.
"It's nothing..." Liu Sheng said perfunctorily, "I just said it casually."
Ling Fu did not give up.
He almost subconsciously reached out and grabbed Liu Sheng's arm nervously, his eyes almost jumping out of his sockets, his voice low and urgent:
"How do you know..."
"Did I see another me?"
Ling Fu's answer caught Liu Sheng by surprise, and his eyes widened.
……
"Lord Ling?"
Three days later, Qingyun Pavilion was finally completed.
Wen Weilan was slightly surprised when he saw Ling Fu standing at the door with his luggage on his back.
As for the title Wen Weilan, Lingfu glanced at Wen Weilan strangely.
Wen Weilan quickly changed his words: "Well, Ling...Hello, uncle."
"Well, it's okay to call me Ling Fu. It doesn't require much attention." Ling Fu said calmly.
Liu Sheng also nodded: "Yes, it doesn't matter so much, you can just call me uncle."
Ling Fu immediately gave him a sideways look.
But now he can't wait and is too lazy to argue.
"We have sorted out some spiritual weapons that can be made in the past few days. Let's make samples quickly." He rubbed his hands and asked anxiously, "Are all the materials complete?"
"Well, everything has been purchased according to Sister Liu Sheng's requirements, and the funds come from the Ministry of Industry." Cuicui stepped forward and said enthusiastically.
"The workshop is at the back, I will take you there."
So, Ling Fu and Liu Sheng followed her to the workshop in the back hall of Qingyun Pavilion.
This time, because Liu Sheng still had to do training, Wen Weilan specially set up an independent small building for her, which was quiet and private, just suitable for someone like Liu Sheng who was full of secrets.
Ling Fu also asked to set up a room for himself.
Liu Sheng knew in his heart that Ling Fu had mastered a large number of invention technologies. Since he decided to participate, of course he must be given enough space.
So the uncle and nephew plunged into Qingyun Pavilion.
Liu Sheng still has to go to the Chinese Academy of Sciences every day for classes.
Ling Fu, on the other hand, really never leaves Qingyun Pavilion, sleeping in the workshop every day, and does not drink any alcohol, for fear of affecting the stability of the hand that makes the weapon and carves the formation.
Ling Fu also felt incredible that he could do this.
He couldn't help but think of the conversation between him and Liu Sheng that day.