Chapter 170 The Forgotten Marquis of Yongchang
To say what is the busiest thing in Kyoto these days, it is the upcoming opening of Dashi Style Street.
“This Munir is really a capable person. He took over so much land in one go and built the Dashi Fengqing Street in just two months!” A good person came to the shanty town. , casually pulling a person and sighing.
The formerly dirty shanty town has undergone earth-shaking changes in two months!
Looking around, a one-meter-wide canal divides the entire area into two parts.
On both the north and south sides, two to three-story shops were built.
Most of the shops on the first floor look like large bays. As the weather gets warmer, layers of colorful gauze are hung on them, hanging to the ground.
When the summer wind blows, the colorful gauze lifts up slightly like a graceful girl, and the scene in the shop is looming, making people's hearts itch.
Munir also lavishly laid glazed tiles on the roofs of Fengqing Street.
When the sun shines, it reflects colorful light.
Of course, as a testimony of friendship, after Gu Nanxi planned the construction of the entire shantytown, she paved the roads with blue bricks and had people clean the canals to make the water in the canals clearer.
At the same time, a large stone slab was built every thirty meters in the canal to connect both sides of the canal to facilitate guests coming and going.
In order to prevent pedestrians from accidentally falling into the ditch, and also for the sake of beauty, Gu Nanxi spent a lot of money to set up flower beds on both sides of the ditch and plant many colorful flowers.
Spring is beautiful and flowers are blooming.
The north side of Baihua is magnificent, with silk and tripod bamboos, just like the flowers of wealth in the world.
On the south side of Baihua is a red wall and green tiles, which is elegant and simple.
Amidst the gurgling water, the collision of cultures bursts out with charming light in this scene.
Song Da was lucky enough to have a small shop in it.
Her daughter likes martial arts, but she often suffers from the lack of clothing suitable for women to practice martial arts.
Then the family decided not to rent out the shop and to start their own clothing business.
The first floor sells normal ready-made clothes, while the second floor specializes in women's martial arts and dance training clothes.
“Boss Mu is here!” Song Da saw Munir coming to inspect the progress of the project with sharp eyes and hurriedly greeted him.
The future business of my shop will all depend on the operation of this boss Mu!
The better his Fengxing Street business is, the greater the flow of people in this area will be, and the corresponding housing prices will also rise.
Munir had long followed the local customs, wearing a full-length Zhou Dynasty costume. His curly black hair was smeared with glossy hair oil and combed into a bun on the back of his head.
He also put a big chrysanthemum in his bun very fashionably, and he felt very beautiful.
"Boss Song, how is your ready-to-wear shop?" Munir looked at the large building in front of him that combined the style of the Zhou Dynasty and the style of the Dashi, and he felt a sense of ambition and pride in his heart.
Song Da laughed and said: "We will be ready to open in a few days. Please take care of Boss Mu in the future."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
The two of them stood aside As he said this, he came to the Fuquan Tea House branch and found an empty seat to sit down.
That's right, the owner of Fuquan Tea House had a unique vision and felt that the shantytown would definitely develop, so he rented the largest shop in Gu Nanxi's house to open a branch.
Next door to Fuquan Tea House is the Baiwei Hotel branch.
Usually, you have to cross more than half of Kyoto from the south gate to go to a teahouse. Guests who go to Baiwei Restaurant for a meal are in luck.
With the existence of a branch, they can save an hour of time.
As soon as Song Da and Munir entered the teahouse, they saw the gambling manager also in the lobby. Song laughed and said: "Guan Yan has some free time today, come and drink tea!"
The manager who was replaced as a strict manager raised the tea cup in his hand and greeted Song Da: "My boss has made a lot of money, let me give the people below me a few days off."
"But about the situation with that person in prison?"
"That's right, there are very few customers who have been betting for more than two months." Yan Guanshi sighed, this Mrs. Yongchang Hou is really a good person Cruel hearted.
The matter regarding that person has long passed the forefront of public opinion in Kyoto. The three of them brought it up again, but they didn't attract anyone's attention.
On the contrary, everyone started talking about this big food style street.
“We in Kyoto gather from all over the world, where are the aliens from all over the world that we haven’t seen? It’s just a big stone street, I don’t think it can compare to those tile shops.”
“Yes. Put it this way, why don’t you squat on the street every day and stare at those gluttonous women?”
The businessman who was exposed by an acquaintance blushed and said: "Where is the big food girl? She is obviously from Persia!"
"It doesn't matter where he is from, in short, in this charming street, they can give you Isn’t it enough to perform the whirlpool dance? All you have to pay is the money in your pocket.”
Others know very well that as long as it has characteristics and sufficient capital, this business can be opened in Kyoto.
"If you ask me, it must be Mrs. Yongchanghou who has unique vision! Who would have thought that the shanty town that I had never bothered to come to in the past would actually look decent after being cleaned up by Mrs. Yongchanghou and the big cannibal. "
"I heard that there will be dozens of carriages in this area every day in the future. All the main streets are welcoming and picking up customers for free.”
“Hey, the service is so attentive, there must be a lot of customers.”
“What is this? It is said that on the opening day, businesses in the entire area will hold activities together, offering discounts or giving gifts.”
"I heard that as long as you spend one hundred Wen, you can participate in the lottery and the first prize will be a fist-sized night pearl!"
"I wonder which lucky person can have such luck?"
“We’ll try it out then, maybe this big pie will fall on you and me.”
The news about the upcoming opening and activities of Dashi Fengqing Street, through Fuquan Tea House, Like water ripples, it spread towards the entire Kyoto.
Muniyar and the owner of Fuquan Tea House on the second floor looked at each other and smiled.
The years in Kyoto are quiet and good, and the people are eager to eat. The street opening event is eagerly awaited
Yongchang Hou in prison does not have this leisurely life.
Although the sanitary conditions in the prison are not bad, and three meals a day are not deducted, any good person will not be in good spirits if he stays in a confined space for several months.
Lu Xiaorou was whimpering, looking at everything about her husband that she didn't like: "Husband, you haven't returned for several months, and no one from your army or your lieutenants has written to ask about it?"< br>
Yongchang Marquis rubbed his head: "Isn't this normal? When you asked me to accompany you before, you would go back to your parents' home and stay there for only a month or two?"
Lu Xiaorou rolled her eyes, pulled away the big hand on her waist, turned over, and ignored Yongchang Hou.
Hong Xiaoxiao took a small straw out of boredom and went to poke at the ant nest: "Husband, the old lady must have forgotten us, right? And Your Majesty, you haven't come to see me for so long. Holy Spirit, he didn’t even ask you a question?”
Yongchang Hou’s face turned dark. Can these two women speak? Just say whatever it is that hurts your heart.
(End of this chapter)