Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Ancient O Zhou
Nie Chao was stunned again: "???"
What?
What did he hear?
Add an 'ancient' word before O Zhou, and the meaning has completely changed.
That was O Zhout from the 14th century to the 16th century. Because of an ideological and cultural movement, countless famous figures appeared in various fields such as literature, art, and music. O Zhou has also changed from decline to prosperity.
There are many royal families in O Zhou but most of them no longer exist. There are still ten royal families headed by Y country, and the etiquette of each royal family is different.
Just an ordinary sitting posture, he didn't see anything out of ordinary, why does she follow the etiquette of the O Zhou royal family?
But Nie Chao didn't doubt Fu Yunshen's words.
Because every time he wanted to take Fu Yunshen to the bar, this young man would tell him that the prerequisite for being a romantic boy is to know the astronomy and geography, even if it's just on paper, in order to capture different types of women.
You can't do this, so don't go.
Nie Chao always felt that there was something wrong with these words but couldn't figure it out, so he had to be taught with humility.
It's no surprise that the Shanghai city's first romantic dude knows the etiquette of the O Zhou royal family, but this little sister from the country? the Ying family?
Ying Zijin opened her eyes, her expression unchanged.
She changed her posture and sat with her chin resting on her hand. She said with laziness: "I have read the corresponding books."
Fu Yunshen leaned back and laughed: "This hobby is different from other kids."
Ying Zijin didn't respond anymore.
After ten minutes of waiting, all the dishes are ready.
There is no single room in the Han Pavilion. Each table is separated by a blue curtain. There is an incense burner beside the table, and different incenses are put in according to the preferences of the guests.
There is also a small stone bridge and flowing water on the side which gives the feeling of an ancient style.
Ying Zijin tilted her head, her eyes moved slightly.
Osmanthus, rosemary, agarwood, lavender, sandalwood... all are herbs for soothing the nerves which are obviously specially prepared.
In just a moment, she felt much better.
Ying Zijin looked down.
She came to Earth for the first time in the middle of the 15th century.
She didn't expect that she would come to Earth again. But this time, she is a mortal person, and it's not easy to survive.
Because she was severely injured, her soul was broken, her consciousness fell asleep for nearly seventeen years, and she woke up completely today. After waking up, she was a little bit in a miserable situation.
The long-term anemia has made this body very weak, and you can see her arms riddled with holes, which looked like she'd be broken with just a touch.
She needs a lot of high medicinal materials to improve her body and restore her blood.
But she is short of money.
In the past, she deposited a lot of gold in O Zhou. After so many years, the bank that she used should also be closed down. I don't know if her gold is still there.
Ying Zijin thought for a while and asked, "Is there anything interesting in Shanghai?"
"There's a lot." Nie Chao drunk up and burped, "You have been here for so long and haven't gone out to play?"
"The blood bank, there should be no such thing as freedom."
Nie Chao was choked again.
"Kid, drink this." Fu Yunshen handed the girl a bowl of longan and red date soup. After seeing her took it, he nestled in the bamboo chair. "How many times has Ying Luwei been injured in this year?"
Nie Chao was stunned for a moment, and started counting: "If you just go to the hospital, no less than 20 times."
When this number was stated, even he himself was shocked.
The fact that Ying Luwei has hemophilia is known to all in Shanghai, so the ladies and gentlemen are also guarding it carefully.
She is also Jiang Moyuan's fiancée, proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is loved by all the elders of the four giants.
How could she have been injured so many times if no one dares to touch it?
Nie Chao tentatively said: "Boss, you won't have given blood to her so many times..."
The words came to his lips but didn't dare to continue.
Who can bear more than 20 blood transfusions?
Ying Zijin drank the longan and red dates soup slowly, squinted her eyes, and talked indifferently: "More than that."
The vitality of this body was exhausted just when she woke up, and now it's just barely enough. It has recovered a little bit, but it can still be seen how weak it is.
"Well, it's good." Fu Yunshen raised his hand and passed a tissue to the girl. He chuckled and said softly, "She can be selected for the Guinness World Records."
Nie Chao broke out in a cold sweat again.
He and Fu Yunshen have known each other since they were young, and they knew their temperaments.
Once Qi Shao spoke in this gentle tone, it proved that he's really angry.
But how can this be?
The Ying family accepted an adopted daughter just for her to offer blood willingly?
The darkness of the rich, they have been accustomed seeing them all these years, but there is something nastier than this kind of thing.
Nie Chao sighed and called the waiter to show his courtesy: "Boss, eat more. Qi Shao is right, you must replenish your blood."
Ying Zijin watched her plate finally filled with pig liver: "..."
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At this time, the carved wooden door of Han Pavilion opened again.
With the sound of footsteps, a group of people walked in.
The one leading is a man with a stalwart figure with slender and powerful legs wrapped in black suit trousers.
His face is cold, his brows are cold, and his whole body exuded a kind of estranged nobility, but he also had the charm of a fatal mature man.
Even the waiter of Han Pavilion couldn't help being slightly cautious when he saw him coming.
No one in Shanghai would not know this face.
The third master of the Jiang family, Jiang Moyuan.
The first heir of the four giants who has appearance, status, and power.
A man who all the ladies in Shanghai want to marry.
The manager stepped forward, respectful but not humbled: "Mr. Jiang, the seat you booked is here, please follow me."
Jiang Moyuan nodded and walked in.
But at this moment, the secretary who followed suddenly stepped forward and said in a low voice: "San Ye."
After speaking, he pointed in a direction.
Jiang Moyuan frowned, but still turned his head and looked in the direction where the secretary pointed, his eyes suddenly sinking.
The thin girl was sitting on the bamboo chair with her head sideways. He didn't know what was happening, but she has a resistant expression.
He also knew the person sitting next to her.
Fu Yunshen.
The dude of the Fu family who has an unusual reputation.
After being sent abroad for three years, he doesn't seem to have grown a little bit.
Without knowing what he thought of, Jiang Moyuan frowned deeper, and strode away, leaving the few people behind him staring at each other.
These people are all customers of the Jiang Group, and they know Jiang Moyuan's temperament.
Jiang Sanye has never exposed to his emotions and anger. What made him change his expression so suddenly?
"San Ye has gone to discipline a disobedient junior, and will come back later." The secretary apologized, "Please take a few seats first."
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