"I don't know when "Red Mansion" will be written."

Su Shan looked at the manuscript and flipped through it gently, looking at Fang Yiai expectantly.

"If you like it, I'll write it quickly, and I'll send it when the time comes." Fang Yiai agreed with his mouth, but he didn't hesitate.

"Really!"

Su Shan laughed in surprise, and her whole person was full of brilliance, like a cheerful fairy.

Fang Yiai almost looked crazy.

What a fart to be ashamed of! Everything is worth it to amuse the girl, so ...... Mr. Cao is sorry.

There is only a difference between zero and countless copies.

Anyway, it's been copied.,A chapter is copied.,A copy is also copied.,I still care what these do.,Maybe if you don't copy it all.,This book will be lost in the world.。

At this moment, he seemed to understand a little, the state of mind of the princes of King Wu of Zhou, smiled for the Pomeranians, and what was the world worth!

Uh, it seems to be blowing a little too big......

With such a beauty on the side, Fang Yiai is willing to be a big pig's trotter.

No matter how nostalgic the house is loved, it still has to go.

However, Xiaohuan moved a little in the tea before, and the old mother who was guarding outside slept snoringly. Usually, they sleep in shifts, and when it's late at night, they will secretly squint for a while, so they won't notice.

This time, Fang Yiai didn't dare to swagger out on the street, like a rat crossing the street, and went to the hidden alley.

After all, what he did this time can't be known to outsiders, he can ask for face, but he can't ignore Su Shan, she is a woman, and she has to live by face.

"Young Master!"

Back at the house, the little maid Qiao'er hadn't slept yet.

As the personal maid of Fang Yi's love, the young master secretly ran out at night, and Qiao'er naturally couldn't hide it.

If you go out so late and sneak around, you must have seen a woman......

Smelling the faint fragrance of fat powder on his body, he was even more sure of his guess, so the young master would not wipe that.

She pouted, clearly a little unhappy.

"What's the matter, whoever upsets Qiao'er can hang a soy sauce bottle on his mouth."

"Humph!"

As a maid, Qiao'er knew that there would be a housewife in the future, so she was already prepared, she was angry that the young master had obviously opened his mind, but why had he been indifferent to herself.

"Hurry up and go to sleep, I'll have to be busy tomorrow."

If you don't understand, you won't want to love it.

How can that song be sung, "Don't guess the girl's thoughts, you can't figure it out if you guess it......"

Recently, Qiao'er's mood has been unstable, that is, herself, she treats her as a little girl, if she were replaced by another master, she would have been taught a lesson a long time ago.

……

Following.

He wanted to sleep in, but he couldn't!

The first floor opened today, although there is a business in the restaurant, but as the owner, you always have to keep an eye on the point, and you have to welcome some important guests.

It's a sunny day, and the sky seems to be helping.

Early in the morning, the first floor was busy.

After Fang Ye's training, the guys were very conscious and cleaned the restaurant.

They are also very excited, they are all recruited from the poor, they are quick with their hands and feet, their brains are flexible, and they can speak well. Fang Yiai only gave orders, and everything was handled by Fang Ye, but for now, he was generally satisfied.

The wages given on the first floor are not low, and if conditions permit, Fang Yiai does not want to be an exploiter.

The guys are all simple, take the money, roll up their sleeves and work hard, and the work they do should be worth the money, and they can't take the owner's money for nothing.

The kitchen is also prepared early, the chef has been specially trained in the house, and has been learning these days, which is not a sloppy restaurant at all.

It's almost noon.

It is the most prosperous time of the day in the East Market.

Zidron's choking!

At the entrance of the first floor, gongs and drums were noisy, and a colorful lion dance appeared at the door of the first floor, attracting the attention of countless people......

The love of the house that burned the bun came to a new store to cut the ribbon.

Nowadays, the form of novelty has indeed hooked the people of Chang'an, who love to watch the excitement, and the front of the first floor is surrounded by water.

After that, it's time to unveil the plaque.

The plaque is covered with a red cloth and taken down, "the first floor" is three golden characters, and there is a couplet erected on the left and right of the door, "The food attracts guests from outside the clouds, and the fragrance leads to the fairy in the moon." ”

When everything was over, Fang Yiai and a group of gentlemen went in, and the shopkeeper Fang Ye walked out.

"The first floor opens today, and all purchases will be 50% off."

"Boom", the diners outside can be excited,

The aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, fame is very important, and this is to make a name for yourself and lose money to make money.

For the dishes on the first floor, Fang Yiai is very confident, beyond the taste of this era for a hundred years, as long as you eat it once, you will not worry about repeat customers.

With such a big battle on the first floor, the gluttony of diners has already been hooked, and when Fang Ye finishes talking, they will pour into the store together.

The building is bright and atmospheric, not like other restaurants, as long as it can be put down, it will be placed as much as possible, and all of them are eight immortal tables, and the service is meticulous and thoughtful.

In the crowd, there must be no shortage of competitors, sent to test the real and the false.

However, the first floor is all accepted, in the face of absolute strength...... No, it should be said: in the face of absolute taste, all vain heads and brains are illusory.

From time to time, there are luxury carriages, which come one after another, and the small gang can be described as civil and military, and they are the meritorious children invited by the three of them.

They want to make a name for themselves on the first floor.

The most popular should be the hot pot, many people just want to be fresh.

During this period of time, I went all out to catch up with the system, and I made more than ten mouthfuls, and for a while, the supply exceeded demand, and Fang Ye had to go up and apologize.

An hour later, the first diners walked out with their teeth picked, but they all walked and staggered, and they ate too much.

Diners waiting outside the door can't help but ask, how does it taste? What's the food like?

"Damn, how can there be such a good thing in the world, this trip is not in vain, and the heavenly delicacies are nothing more than that."

Among the people who left, the topics of discussion must be on the first floor, and there is no way to ...... That stir-fry is so delicious.

In the box on the third floor, the heroes of Chang'an gathered together, and one room naturally couldn't sit down, and the four of them were entertained separately.

These guys, I haven't eaten any food in the world, and the taste is tricky, but today I am addicted to eating them one by one.

"Fang Er, I heard that your family eats delicious food every day, I didn't believe it at first, but now I can be regarded as insight."

Fang's delicacies have long been spread and famous.

"You are so uninteresting, you have such a delicious taste, you don't take it out earlier, you actually eat it alone, and your brother eats it for so long."

"In the future, I will eat more on the first floor to ensure that it will not be the same every day."

After noon, the number of customers on the first floor did not decrease, but the queue for food became longer and longer.