Of course, she also knows that things are not so easy to handle, so she didn't insist. Come step by step. There's always a way.
Gu Mingxuan looked at her heavy face and comforted: "why don't we go into the palace and meet princess Qing sometime."
Mu Zhihuan nodded and said, "well."
"By the way, I have another thing to ask you."
Gu Mingxuan looked at mu Zhihuan: "what's the matter?"
"I want to grant a piece of land outside Chengdu, and then build my own fat powder processing field. Before, when I was in Dawei, I directly made do with Wu Miao's yard."
"But I'm not familiar here, so I want to get a piece of land myself."
He thought he was going to say something. Unexpectedly, Gu Mingxuan picked his eyebrow: "just find me for this kind of thing. Tell me which piece of land you like."
"Really?" Mu Zhihuan was a little surprised. How could a prince still manage the land: "if you help me, won't you be involved?"
Looking at mu Zhihuan's cautious appearance, Gu Mingxuan hooked his lips: "as long as you pay taxes normally and don't resort to fraud, what can you worry about."
It seems to be such a truth. Before, she thought it was too complicated: "that's OK. I'll go and have a look with Wu Miao tomorrow."
Looking at mu Zhihuan as if relieved, Gu Mingxuan's eyes flashed a gentle light.
Before mu Zhihuan reacted, she suddenly hung her feet in the air, and then Gu Mingxuan took her to bed.
Looking at Gu Mingxuan's angular and beautiful side face under the candlelight, mu Zhihuan blushed with shame.
"I really have something tomorrow."
While talking, Gu Mingxuan had kissed down. In the gap between his lips, he only heard Gu Mingxuan whisper "um" in a low and dumb voice, and then there was only breathing.
When she got up the next day, mu Zhihuan deeply suspected that the man didn't know how to control.
So I planned to go out with Wu Miao early in the morning to find a shop and take a look at the land ready for the factory.
However, I really didn't get out of bed, so I pushed it from morning to afternoon.
But fortunately, there is nothing today or tomorrow. He is taking care of himself all the way, otherwise mu Zhihuan will really go crazy, because she can't get out of bed and needs to be served by others. She doesn't have such a big face to lose.
After the lunch break, mu Zhihuan felt much better. Although her feet were still a little soft, she was still very excited that the shop had been making progress for so long.
So he endured a little discomfort and took Wu Miao to negotiate with the shop owners he had seen before.
But unexpectedly, she just got on the carriage, and the culprit followed.
Mu Zhihuan looked at Gu Mingxuan suspiciously: "what are you doing here?"
Gu Mingxuan gently picked the tip of his eyebrows and said in a natural tone: "go with you."
Mu Zhihuan: "
The man was not too busy a few days ago. Why is he not busy now?
However, it's good to have him with you. With a prince around, the bosses of those shops who want to come don't dare to mess around.
So mu Zhihuan acquiesced.
When the carriage staggered to the shop she liked, mu Zhihuan later found that the shop didn't open today.
She led Wu Miao out of the carriage and was about to go up and knock on the door to see if anyone answered. The door opened automatically.
When mu Zhihuan looked inside with her head, she took a step back and almost didn't fall.
I saw two rows of people standing neatly in the door. When they saw mu Zhihuan coming in, they shouted in one voice: "good manager!"
Mu Zhihuan was stunned. She turned back and looked at Wu Miao suspiciously.
Wu Miao shrugged and said he didn't know what was going on.
Then mu Zhihuan cast her eyes on Gu Mingxuan. Gu Mingxuan smiled at her, came up and took her hand, so she took mu Zhihuan into the room.
When the two of them went in again, the group shouted again, "good manager!"
This time, mu Zhihuan was more confused: "what's going on!"
Not yet. When Gu Mingxuan answered, he saw a chubby man come out of it.
As soon as he saw Gu Mingxuan, he quickly saluted: "I've seen your Highness the prince, Miss mu, and Miss Wu."
Looks like the shopkeeper knows himself?
When mu Zhihuan was wondering how to answer, Gu Mingxuan nodded calmly: "let's go and lead the way."
The fat shopkeeper respectfully took mu Zhihuan upstairs, and then mu Zhihuan was taken to a place similar to the accounting room.
"The boy has been waiting for you here for a long time. Please sign, Miss mu."
Mu Zhihuan looked at the paper on the table suspiciously. When she went in, she found that it was a contract, and it was a contract to buy the whole building of the shop.
Until now, mu Zhihuan didn't understand what was going on. He had such great ability to finish the most popular shop in the area with the largest flow of people in just a few days. Who else could it be except Gu Mingxuan?
"Did you buy it?"
Gu Mingxuan nodded faintly: "to be exact, I pay the silver, but your name is written on it."
Mu Zhihuan's heart was mixed for a moment, moved and funny: "you don't do this because I once told you that after the people in our place get married, do you have to write the names of two people on the land deed?"
Gu Mingxuan picked his eyebrows and didn't say it clearly, but mu Zhihuan could see from his eyes that he really thought so.
He couldn't help laughing. Mu Zhihuan turned around and hugged Gu Mingxuan and took a 'Baji' on his cheek: "it's over. Now I owe you so much silver. I can't pay it back all my life. You man, your mind is really vicious."
Although she said so, the corners of Mu Zhihuan's mouth raised a happy arc.
Gu Mingxuan looked at the smile on mu Zhihuan's face and raised the corners of his mouth.
"In that case, you can repay it all your life."
Mu Zhihuan reddened her ears and wrote down her name. Until she handed the contract to the fat shopkeeper, mu Zhihuan remembered where it was and how many people were around her.
His face turned red like an apple.
Looking at mu Zhihuan, who was just bold, suddenly blushed. Gu Mingxuan smiled and hugged her and gave a look to the people around her.
Wu Miao and the fat shopkeeper both left the room and closed the door.
After burying her head in Gu Mingxuan's chest for a while, mu Zhihuan raised her head. She looked at Gu Mingxuan with a faint smile in the corners of her eyes and asked, "when did you start planning?"