Trafford’s Trading Club

Ouyang Jie has been following Zhong Luoyue for a long time.

A few years ago, he started his apprenticeship with Tu Shenyi. He came down from the mountain at a young age. He was an expert and bold man, and he carved a world in the world of martial arts, and his reputation grew day by day. But when he first saw Zhong Luoyue, he knew that he would fall in the future.

If this encounter could be compared to a gamble, Ouyang Jie knew that Zhong Luoyue had a winning hand from the beginning.

But just like in a gambling game, when the last card has not been revealed, no one knows what the final result will be.

So he followed the principles of a gambler, placing bets all the way, following all the way, carefully, boldly, step by step to uncover the sign in her hand.

Zhong Luoyue is interested in capable people and is also a supporter of feminism. She does not belittle men, but she recognizes women with outstanding abilities, so there are very few men who can stay by her side to do things.

He knew that she had very high standards for men, so high that she almost used the second young master of the Zhong family as a standard.

In fact, Ouyang Jie asked himself that he was not as good as Zhong Luochen - except for gambling skills, Ouyang Jie really had no confidence that he could surpass the second young master of the Zhong family in other aspects.

He is an almost perfect man - even though Ouyang Jie only had the opportunity to come into contact with Zhong Luochen during the Chinese New Year last year, at the Zhong family's annual family gathering.

At that time, Ouyang Jie had just won the championship for the Four Seasons Group in the Las Vegas competition. It was a time when he was high-spirited and popular.

But just when his personal aura and self-confidence were at their peak, Ouyang Jie's pride was shattered by Zhong Luochen, whom he met for the first time.

Although he did not sink to a place of depression, from that time on, he began to agree with a saying: some people are born to be kings.

Zhong Luochen is one of the few men Zhong Luoyue talks about frequently, and he is also the person she wants to walk over, intentionally or unintentionally. Ouyang Jie was convinced by this.

But because of this, Ouyang Jie was very puzzled that Zhong Luoyue was comparing a stranger who had just met him for the first time and had never spoken more than five sentences to him.

Looking at Luo Qiu a few meters in front of him, who was walking leisurely with Gan Hong, strolling around like a tourist out for a tour, Ouyang Jie couldn't believe it was incredible - if it was another man who interested Zhong Luoyue If so, even if he didn't beat the shit out of him, he would still defeat the opponent and prove that he was excellent... enough to stay by her side.

But what makes Ouyang Jie feel like a ghost is that he has no such idea at all.

He doesn't feel the slightest bit of competition for this person, and he can't say he likes him, but he doesn't subconsciously dislike him. Even if he does, he knows that it's just something he forced himself to do.

Even... Ouyang Jie hopes to say a few more words to the other party.

This man Song Ying brought... is a bit evil.

"Why did he know this place?" After thinking about it, Ouyang Jie suddenly stopped.

Hearing Ouyang Jie's surprise, Zhong Luoyue gave Ouyang Jie a strange look. Ouyang Jie suddenly frowned and said, "There are quite a few vines planted here. When my master planted them, he planted them according to the directions of the Sixty-fourth Book of Changes. The complexity is like a maze. Even in a manor, The old man inside often gets lost in this core location. Even I took a full month to memorize the way here... Is this really his first time here? "

After hearing this, Zhong Luoyue suddenly looked around. She suddenly realized that she couldn't remember the way she came... It seemed that all places looked the same, making it difficult to tell them apart.

"You mean, he also knows that your master is here?" Zhong Luoyue said seriously.

Ouyang Jie nodded, then suddenly shook his head, and suddenly said: "My master actually doesn't come out many times a day. Many times he would rather stay in the house. But he insists on going to the fields almost every day. But the time he goes to the fields It won’t be too long, usually about an hour or two. But sometimes if it’s cloudy, he will stay a little longer. He said that he is more afraid of heat, and his body can’t bear it as he gets older.”

It's cloudy today.

Zhong Luoyue raised her head and glanced at the sky.

Ouyang Jie then continued: "This is not a secret. All the old people in the manor know this. If you inquire carefully, you will know... But today's guests should all be here for the first time. Don't talk about it now, let's talk to you. lost."

With that said, Ouyang Jie motioned to Zhong Luoyue, and the two quickly followed him.

Different from the grapevines planted under general scientific management methods, they show neat straight lines. The vines here are unusually tall, growing densely, like a low wall, and taking on a curved shape, like a maze.

Gan Hong had gradually discovered something was wrong here. Just when she was about to persuade Master Qiu to go back, Luo Qiu suddenly stopped.

In front of my eyes... my eyes were actually open and bright.

It is surrounded by an almost round open space, not big, about a hundred square meters. There was no pavilion built here, but a grape trellis was built, with some cushions for people to sit under the grape trellis.

There is a well next to it. There is no water pumping equipment. The most primitive method of pumping water is using wooden barrels. A small wooden barrel is standing on the stone at the entrance.

"So there is such a place." Gan Hong felt a little surprised.

Although not to mention how exquisite and beautiful the grape trellises in this field are, along the way, besides the heavy grapes, there are trees. At first glance, it is naturally a different feeling.

Luo Qiu just smiled and walked into the grape trellis.

But at this time, before them, there were actually people under the grape trellis.

One was a man with a white half-mask, gray hair, and a shirt and vest. He had a thin but erect figure. Gan Hong, who had read Song Ying's information, recognized him at the first sight. This man was probably the legendary one. A legend in the gambling world, the God of Gambling Tu Shenyi.

As for the other one, she was a woman. She seemed to be in her thirties, but also seemed to be a woman in her forties. She was not an Oriental, but her nationality could not be determined at the moment. This lady has long golden hair, but it may also look white because of the sunlight. She is wearing a purple dress. She seems not to be afraid of the heat and has a noble appearance.

The two of them were sitting opposite each other, concentrating on playing with the chess game on the table, and they were playing chess.

Luo Qiu walked quietly to the grape trellis, then took off his shoes, then got on the wooden floor under the grape trellis, and came to the side of Tu Shenyi and the chess-playing lady, watching the chess game without saying a word.

The two people who were playing chess didn't seem to care. Tu Shenyi was just looking at the black and white chessboard, while this gorgeous lady was holding the flag in her hand, not playing for a long time, and was deep in thought.

What he is holding is a chariot.

Seeing this, Gan Hong quickly took off her shoes in front of the grape trellis, and then gently came to Luo Qiu's side - but what she couldn't understand was that the two people playing chess were obviously not taking off their shoes. As for the shoes, Master Qiu took them off himself first.

at this time.

Zhong Luoyue and Ouyang Jie also came to the open space and saw this scene.

Ouyang Jie whispered in front of Zhong Luoyue: "That's my master. Who is he playing chess with? My master doesn't like to make noise when playing chess, so it's best not to speak later and wait until they finish playing."

Zhong Luoyue nodded, "Who is the woman next to you?"

Ouyang Jie said: "She is my master's close friend, Mrs. Eve, British...a very mysterious woman. I heard she inherited a large amount of inheritance. She comes here twice every year, stays for a while and then leaves. But I rarely have contact with people, and I have never spoken to them before. I can only be considered acquaintances, but not familiar with them, so I don’t know much about them.”

After saying that, Ouyang Jie smiled and said: "This man is quite polite. He knows not to disturb him. He takes off his shoes and walks silently."

"Really?" Zhong Luoyue said calmly.

Ouyang Jie was stunned and said, "Isn't it?"

Zhong Luoyue looked at Gan Hong and said slowly: "If the master doesn't take off his own shoes first, how can the follower have the nerve to take them off first... Just look at Gan Hong's heels."

"It's worn out." Ouyang Jie's eyes were very sharp, and he immediately saw the worn areas under those long legs.

It's just that as a trained bodyguard, injuries during training are commonplace. Such a small scratch cannot affect Gan Hong at all... She may not feel anything herself, at most she feels a little uncomfortable.

"It's a pity for flowers." Ouyang Jie smiled, "It seems that he is also a person who cherishes flowers. I like this. Shall I take off your shoes?"

Zhong Luoyue glanced at Ouyang Jie coldly. Ouyang Jie, who had long been accustomed to this, shrugged his shoulders, only taking this coldness as a charm, and was very happy.

Zhong Luoyue also took off her shoes in front of the grape trellis, placed them aside, and then walked in.

She walked to the opposite side where Luo Qiu and Gan Hong were standing, watching the chess game without saying a word.

But the chess game did not last long. Ms. Eve finally put the chariot in her hand outside the chessboard, exhaled slowly, then folded her hands on her legs, smiled slightly and said: "I Lost."

Tu Shenyi just nodded.

Ms. Eve stood up at this time and looked around at the two young men and women on the left and right, but did not speak. She just picked up the handbag next to her, opened it, and suddenly took out a small, flat box from inside.

After opening it, what was inside was a handkerchief folded into squares. Ms. Eve took out the handkerchief and suddenly squatted down.

Her behavior was surprising, because Ms. Eve actually took a handkerchief to wipe the worn areas of Gan Hong's heels.

Gan Hong was shocked and suddenly panicked... It wasn't that he was afraid of the other party, but he was just confused by such good intentions. She subconsciously took a step back and said, "No, no, I can do it myself."

Ms. Eve held Gan Hong's ankle, raised her head, smiled slightly, and shook her head.

Gan Hong looked towards Luo Qiu subconsciously, and saw Luo Qiu also shaking his head slightly. Gan Hong had no choice but to ask Ms. Eve to wipe her wound carefully.

This handkerchief is somewhat moist, and it feels cool when applied to the wound, and there is also a light laurel fragrance.

Not long after, Ms. Eve stood up, folded the square handkerchief again, put it in the box, and then said to Gan Hong: "Thank you."

"No, no, I should thank you." Gan Hong was completely defeated by the other party's almost perfect manners. At the same time, she couldn't help but feel in her heart...this lady is really a weirdo.

"It's almost time, I'll go back first." Ms. Eve glanced at Tu Shenyi, "Ninety-seven, I will return it to you later."

Tu Shenyi made a gesture of invitation, and then Ms. Eve glanced at Luo Qiu, smiled slowly, and said shockingly, "I like you."

Although this woman looks old, she is so noble. Her figure wrapped in purple dress is like a fully ripe grape, as if it can drip water.

But even so, these remarks still surprised Ouyang Jie and Zhong Luoyue... Is this Ms. Eve very open?

She walked into Luo Qiu's side, her eyes blurred, and she opened her teeth lightly, "You will be a perfect lover. No woman can escape you, but it's a pity..."

Her voice was even lower, so low that only she could hear it: "...You have no heart."

Luo Qiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you for reminding me."

"I live in the top room in the west tower."

Ms. Eve's eyes flickered, like a gentle wind sweeping past her, leaving a meaningful smile, and then she slowly disappeared into the lush vines from everyone's eyes.

…

Tu Shenyi didn't say anything, and just started to clear away the chessboard and chess pieces on the table.

He collected the black and white chess pieces one by one, arranged them neatly, and finally closed the box.

Ouyang Jie saw that the atmosphere was a little subtle, so he took the initiative and said: "Master, the 'Ninety-Seven' that Ms. Eve mentioned just now, is it your bottle of 'Wangyou·Ninety-Seven'? How did she say she would return it?" you?"

Tu Shenyi was quiet and spoke slowly. Surprisingly, his voice did not sound old, but was very bright. "I gave it to her for twenty years, but she didn't drink it and it was wasted, so I had to take it back." If you don't drink it, it will taste bad."

Ouyang Jie was stunned and saw that Zhong Luoyue had been looking at Tu Shenyi for a second, so he leaned to the side and whispered: "Don't mind, my master is a bit weird, but he is actually a very good person."

I saw Zhong Luoyue nodded, and suddenly said softly: "It is said that there is a bottle named 'Ninety-Seven' in the 'Wangyou' series brewed by Mr. Tu. This made me think, 'How can there be a tree wrapped with vines in the world? "One of the sentences is, 'We have been friends for a hundred years. If someone dies at the age of ninety-seven, he will wait on the bridge for three years.' With such intention, Mr. Tu seems to be a deeply affectionate person."

"Yeah." Tu Shenyi smiled slightly, "Is this still the case? You do have a rich imagination."

Zhong Luoyue opened her mouth slightly.

I only heard Tu Shenyi say calmly: "The reason why I named it after ninety-seven is because it happened to be ninety-seven twenty years ago. I didn't think of any other good names, so I just used this one casually."

Poof.

That was Gan Hong's very, very slight, uncontrollable laughter.

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ps1: Thank you to the cute host of the book friend "Under the Parasol Tree" for bowing to the capitalist boss.

ps2: I feel like I’m going to die, please report the situation of missing updates, Yuyan, the cute protagonist (1/2), the co-host of the universe, the cute protagonist (0/2), and the cute protagonist of Man Under the Indus (0/2).

ps3: I...can I pay with my body? . .