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Chapter 855 Liang Wenting

"Your Majesty, I really have a lover. However, I haven't let my lover know yet, and I am afraid that the girl will not like it."

Qingfeng Road.

"I don't even have this confidence?"

Zhao Yan was a little unhappy.

"Brother Zhao, don't talk about Qingfeng. This is definitely the first time Qingfeng falls in love with a little girl, so she's shy! Wait for Qingfeng to muster up the courage to talk to someone else's girl!"

Du Wan'er shook Zhao Yan's hand, afraid that Zhao Yan would be on the whim and would start to train his subordinates on the road, or directly teach people experience.

"Isn't that true! Look at this shameless person, he is planning to train people, and proudly pass on his experience to Qingfeng's stupid boy. What a big deal! The other girls are not my master. After following you, the shameless person, your IQ is getting lower and lower!"

Xiaoli also said something.

Well……

Well, Xiaoli directly dislikes Zhao Yan and indirectly dislikes her.

She was so aggrieved.

"Come on, come on, I wish you a beautiful woman as soon as possible!"

Du Wan'er clasped her fists and cheered at Qingfeng, and said with a smile.

She knew a little about Qingfeng's sweetheart's general scope, but she didn't know which one it was.

When he was in Liushi Village a while ago, he heard Qingfeng Qingshi say a few flowers twice. After Liuguang and Dewey came back, Qingfeng also told Liuguang about flowers. She guessed that the girl Qingfeng liked was probably one of those flowers.

Now, except for the yellow peach blossoms, the other five flowers have come to the paradise to do things. Which one is this?

I have to observe slowly for a while.

...

After walking for a while, he arrived at the vendor's section. Qiu Heng was standing on the edge waiting for them.

"It's that person, named Liang Wenting, this year's 32 years old, has no parents or wife, a man from Fucheng, Liangzhou, lives in Lizi Lane on the West Street of Fucheng."

Qiu Heng looked at a single-legged wheat cake man with crutches and introduced.

Du Wan'er and Zhao Yan looked at it.

Liang Wenting's crutch is a bit special. It's not like the stick at the bottom of an ordinary person, but a stick above and a cylinder below. This cylinder just can hold his thigh with broken calf.

Liang Wenting broke the calf of his left foot, and his knee was still there. When he was standing in the cake, he supported him with the special crutch. If he hadn't been to look at his legs specifically, he would be no different from a normal person.

"This is the time for business to be good. Are we going to call him?"

Du Wan'er looked around. It was afternoon. The weather was good today. There were many people visiting and many people buying cakes.

"He has not many cakes anymore, and the work is about to end. Let's wait here!"

Qiu Heng said with a smile.

He is familiar with the big merchants and small vendors in the paradise. After all, this is the first career he has done with all his heart that has nothing to do with the Qiu family. He is really attentive.

Especially the small vendors here, I like him, the head of the Three Parks.

"Master, although this person is doing the work of a small vendor, he doesn't look like a small vendor no matter how he looks. Alas! It's such a fate! In ancient times, there was nothing else to do except become an official or a gentleman after studying. However, Master, with you, their fate can be changed. Not only do you open the paradise all over Dayan, but you also have to be a newspaper operator. Do you know? Otherwise, you will be sorry to me!"

The little li said quietly in the space.
Chapter completed!
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