059 First Zhuang

As Murong Xueyan wished, the business of Muya Winery is getting better and better. One order after another, Mingcuifang took the lead in setting the winery's wine as a "special wine", making Mingcuifang's business better than before. Other restaurant inns and brothel workshops have also followed, and they have put forward the same requirements as Muya Winery. For a while, the fragrance of "Pear Blossom Spring" lingered inside and outside the capital, and it was getting stronger and stronger. Murong Xueyan has also established her own social circle and has her own network because of business. She is also a "powerful boss" with a lot of power. Later, Lian Tianxianglou also purchased pear blossoms from Muya Winery.

Murong Xueyan had a whim and thought that if the winery could develop another wine that could be comparable to or even surpassed in Pear Blossom Spring, would it add more fame and strengthen its strength? While Murong Xueyan opened a chain store of Muya Winery in another rented store in the capital, she was sleepless and devoted to the development of new wine.

Muya Winery is famous. Even the first Zhuang in the world has sent people to negotiate, and is willing to cooperate with it and sign a contract. This first village in the world is located at the junction of Northern Qi and Eastern Wei. The owner of the village is Yu Wenshuang, and Murong Xueyan has also heard it in Wumu's mouth. Murong Xueyan can't help but be excited to think of working with such people.

When the order was completed, in order to show sincerity, Murong Xueyan managed to contact Wuhen and personally escorted the batch of wine to the first village in the world accompanied by him.

The two talked and laughed for a few days along the way, and finally repelled a group of Wuhe mountain thieves, and finally reached the world's first village that Murong Xueyan yearned for.

The archway is towering, and a few powerful characters are reflected in Murong Xueyan's eyes: the first village in the world.

The guard at the gate did not let go until he showed a token and was allowed to enter. Murong Xueyan entered without a trace, and only felt like she had entered the palace - in terms of scale, the size of the world's first village is indeed not inferior to the imperial city. The road is winding, and it is a corner without walking two steps. If there is no trace, it is estimated that she will get lost as if she entered the palace alone.

"There is Feng Laiyi." When he stopped, Murong Xueyan looked at the plaque above the council hall.

When he saw Yu Wenshuang, Murong Xueyan was a little surprised. This woman, who is similar to the traceless age, has a beautiful appearance at most, with a restrained single eyelid and a classical goose egg face, which is far from the standard of "beauty". Murong Xueyan has heard Wuhen mention Yu Wenshuang many times, she is a mixture of appreciation and secret love, but she can't expect that the handsome and elegant person is a "powerful" woman.

"Are you the owner of Muya Winery?" Yu Wenshuang held her hand and looked at Murong Xueyan, who seemed to be much younger than herself.

"Exact" Murong Xueyan raised her eyes without humility and looked directly at Yu Wenshuang. The traceless vision is good... As soon as you open your mouth, you can conclude that Yu Wenshuang is not an ordinary woman. Even if even the maids around her are younger and more beautiful than her, she can't take away the aura and calmness of standing in the crowd.

"It's amazing to be able to take on a big responsibility at a young age." Yu Wenshuang smiled with admiration and was quite manly.

At a young age... The soul living in this body is twenty-one years old. Well... Although she is a little young, she is mature and highly educated. If she is really a useless prime minister for a lifetime, she will have to collapse. Thinking of this, Murong Xueyan smiled on her lips.

"The owner of Yuwen is really amazing. He can create such a big manor with women." The words did not hide the feeling of worship in his eyes.

"No trace, is this your forgetfulness?" Yu Wenshuang did not answer, but smiled at Wu Trace. The tone is very familiar with Guo Wuhen.

Guo Wumu replied solemnly, "Exactly."

This past without trace, who has always been cynical and smiling, also has such a serious day?! Murong Xue smiled secretly in her heart. Sure enough, there was nothing to do, and there was also a nemesis.

"Not bad." Yu Wenshuang nodded and praised, and ordered the housekeeper beside him, "General Manager Chen, inspect the goods."

"Yes." Mr. Chen stepped forward and randomly pulled out a few jars of pear blossoms that had not been unloaded from the carriage, reached out to open the corner of the seal, dipped a little wine with his fingers, and tasted it in his mouth. After a few times, Fang respectfully said, "Master, you can put it in the warehouse."

"General Manager Chen, take Boss Mu to the account room to pay the money."

"I'm not busy with silver." Murong Xueyan smiled and asked, "Master Yuwen, can I visit it?"

"Of course. Wuhen, you take her around." After saying that, Yu Wenshuang did not stay and turned around and left. This woman looks about the same age as Traceless. She always has a condescending tone towards Trace, as if an elder sister ordered her younger brother... Traceless enthusiasm, I'm afraid there will be no reward.

Guo Wuhen stood still and waited until the wine on the carriage was unloaded. Fang waved to Murong Xueyan and said, "Woman, come up."

"Isn't it going around? What do you want the carriage for? Murong Xueyan's eyes were full of doubts.

"If there is no carriage, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk for ten days and a half months." Guo Wuhen pulled Murong Xueyan into the carriage, raised the whip in his hand and shouted "drive". The horse ran quickly with its legs open and walked towards the destination with the carriage.

After a column of incense, Murong Xueyan heard a "hout" without a trace, and the carriage stopped.

"Where is this?" Murong Xueyan lifted the corner of the curtain and looked out. It seems that this is a warehouse. Murong Xueyan jumped out of the carriage and looked in from the door. She found that many workers here pounded and filled the rice. On one side, someone took sacks to pack the rice. On the other side, someone took sacks to pack the rice. Everyone moved quickly and worked attentively. They didn't care about the appearance of Wuhen and Murong Xueyan. They just looked up casually, and then Go on to work.

"This is the granary." Guo Wumu explained.

Murong Xueyan stepped back a few steps and took a brief look outside. It covers an area of at least 4,000 to 5,000 square meters, which is really a big granary.

"If all the food here is taken out, it will be enough to feed the people of a state." There is admiration in the traceless tone.

"It's so big." Murong Xueyan was envious and said, "What else does she run besides the granary?"

"Real estate, casino, brothel, pawnshop, everything." Pawnshops all over the world have a scolon in several big cities across the country. Guo Wuhen said, "You get in the car and I'll show you her place."

"Good." Murong Xueyan responded and got back into the carriage.

The carriage bumped all the way. Murong Xueyan was a little tired for days and nights, and fell asleep in the car. Until the car suddenly stopped, it quickly woke up.

"Have you arrived?"

"It's here."

Murong Xueyan lifted the curtain, and a large area of farmland entered Murong Xueyan's vision. In late autumn, the harvest period in the field has long passed, leaving only a piece of rice stalk. Looking from the front, I couldn't see the end.

"In a few days, rice stalks will be burned here. If the rice stalks are burned, you can see a big fire in several towns." Guo Wuhen didn't get off the horse and said, "I'll take you to see the woods again."

"Good."

Murong Xueyan closed her eyes again, but she was so excited that she could no longer sleep. Such a big land! This Yuwen Shuang is really not an ordinary person.

When he stopped in front of the woods, Murong Xueyan was curious and asked Wuhen: "What is the origin of Yuwen Zhuangzhu? How can he have such a huge industry?"

"Her origin... Few people know about it now. Yuwen is not her last name, but her husband's surname.

"Ah... she has a husband?"

"Dead." Guo Wuhen gave Murong Xueyan a white look and was very dissatisfied with her fuss.

"She got married at the age of 15, and her husband died of illness at the age of 16, and later took over the property left by her husband. At that time, it was just a small manor. Later, under her operation, the manor expanded again and again, and she used the income from the operation to buy fields, opened brothlls, casinos, and later pawnshops..."

"What a strange woman." The reverence on Murong Xueyan's face is more obvious. With such an era background, Daqi's customs are more enlightened than other countries, and it is impossible to cultivate such an outstanding woman. If you can come up with the idea of "national chain", it can be seen that Yuwenshuang's business mind is really extraordinary...

The strange idea turned out. Could it be that Yu Wenshuang... Like her, from the future time and space?! If this manor is as large as the imperial city, if it is an ordinary person, I'm afraid he doesn't even have the ability to manage it, right?

"Woman, your recruitment method when you first opened the winery is very similar to that of Yuwen Zhuangzhu." Murong Xueyan was speculating, and a traceless sentence confirmed her idea.

"Production, technology, finance, warehouse, all positions are recruited in person and supervise each other." Murong Xueyan said, "Is the first village in the world also operated?"

"Yes." Guo Wuhen nodded and said, "The activities you held when the winery opened were also very unique. When I told the owner of Yuwen later, even she praised you for your flexible mind..."

A sentence "I even praised her", as if Yu Wenshuang's praise was a great honor. Murong Xueyan suddenly wanted to make fun of Wuhen and asked half-jokingly, "Xian Wuhen, you like Yuwen Zhuangzhu, don't you?"

"..." Usually, his skin is thicker than the wall, and he will blush.

"How do you know each other?" Murong Xueyan asked.

"Once I was chased and killed, and I almost lost my life. I happened to be saved by her." He replied briefly.

"Are you being chased and killed? Who else is better than you? Murong Xueyan asked in disbelief.

He smiled mockingly: "No matter how high my martial arts skills are, I can't be the enemy of the whole martial arts. That time, I just said a few words about flirting with the daughter of the martial arts alliance leader. Unexpectedly, the woman was raped and killed three days later. Everyone believed that I did it. It was really indefensible.

"This is the stupidity of the world." Murong Xueyan took the opportunity to sigh, didn't the former owner of this body die in vain? If it hadn't been for everyone's determination that her red apricots came out of the wall and forced her to a dead end, how could she be forever at a young age... However, if not, Mu Zhiqing would not have had a chance to be reborn in this era that did not belong to her... Er, it seems to be off topic again--

"She saved me, hid me in the village, avoided the pursuit in the world, and paid for someone to investigate the case. Finally, it was found out that it was the work of another martial arts scum. That's why I was innocent." Guo Wuhen smiled faintly, "Although I am romantic and can be called 'erotic', I can still grasp the scale of romantic and indeviousness. I have flirted with many women, known as flower butterflies and flower pickers, but in fact..."

"What?" Murong Xueyan looked at the traceless strange expression and asked.

"I'm still... a virgin..."

"Cough..." When I choked, my throat almost choked to death. Flowers and butterflies like Wuhen are still "keeping their bodies like jade", and it is estimated that it is also an anecdote in the world.