There were only two people left in the upper room, Ai Qiaoqiao and Ma's.

In the face of Ma's dissatisfied sarcasm, Ai Qiaoqiao's heart was cold.

Is she really Ma's own granddaughter, and why did Ma never ask about her father's death.

Ma's heart is only filled with herself.

"Milk, since you think my second uncle is good and promising, you might as well separate it with your second uncle." Ai Qiaoqiao said coldly.

"Let's move out, and then let you take this house, don't think I don't know your mind!" Ma snorted.

Ai Qiaoqiao was almost amused.

"Milk, don't think that everyone wants your house and things here."

Ma Shi pursed his lips, his face full of suspicion.

She doesn't believe it, will someone not take advantage of it?

"Milk, you better think more about the lawsuit of the fairy drunk proprietress first, and it is only right to return the three hundred taels owed to others first." Ai Qiaoqiao dropped a sentence and walked away.

Ma snorted angrily and stomped his feet in the room and scolded: "Dead girl! ”

Ai Qiaoqiao and Ai Mingshan took a carriage, and Ai Daquan drove them into Huai'an City.

The location of Tianxiang Building is inconspicuous.

When the carriage stopped in front of Tianxiang Building, Ai Qiaoqiao couldn't believe that the half-old building in front of her was a place dedicated to selling rare antiques.

The three of them entered the gate of Tianxiang Tower.

A strong scent of sandalwood came to the face.

Ai Qiaoqiao was choked and wanted to cough, and hurriedly covered her mouth and nose with her sleeve.

The guy in Tianxiang Building greeted him with a smile on his face, "Three, do you want to buy calligraphy and paintings or antiques?" ”

Ai Mingshan was a little nervous, this kind of place was obviously only for rich people, and a few of them looked a little out of place standing here.

However, Ai Qiaoqiao noticed that the guys here were very kind, and no matter how dressed the people who entered the door, they all had smiles on their faces.

It's completely different from other stores.

Ai Mingshan whispered something to the guy, and Ai Qiaoqiao took the opportunity to look around.

On the first floor, it looks like an ordinary shop selling antiques, with a bookkeeper, a shopkeeper and a few young men, only one of them came forward to greet them when they came in, and the others didn't even raise their heads, and they were busy with their own work.

Ai Mingshan explained his intention to the guy, and the guy asked them to sit on the first floor for a while, and he ran to the back to pass the word.

After a short time, the guy brought a small servant, pointed to Ai Mingshan and said, "It's that they want to ask to see the owner, and they also brought a thank you." ”

The little guy doesn't look very old, sixteen or seventeen years old, but he seems to be very shrewd.

He glanced at the "thank you gift" that Ai Daquan was holding in his hand, and a slight light flickered in his eyes, "A few of you, please come with me." ”

Ai Mingshan stood up with a wooden stick, and the three of them followed the little maid upstairs.

All the way to the third floor, the little maid led them into the Moon Gate.

The agate stone was strung into a beaded curtain and cracked, and they entered a beautifully decorated room.

"Master, here they are." The little guy knelt on the ground and replied respectfully.

Behind the long table sat a person, dressed in brocade and crowned with a jade crown, who was no more than thirty years old, holding a scroll in one hand and looking up at them.

Ai Qiaoqiao glanced at him, immediately lowered his head, followed Ai Mingshan to kneel down, and saluted the other party.

"Are you Ai Yonggui's family?" The proprietor of Tianxiang Mansion spoke, his voice sounding extremely arrogant, quite like the usual tone of the night.

Ai Qiaoqiao's heart couldn't help but move.

Peeked up again.

It just so happened that the other party was also looking at them, and he looked at Ai Qiaoqiao again.

The deep eyes, slightly drooping the slender eyelashes, looking down at her posture are actually seventy percent with someone.

Ai Qiaoqiao panicked inexplicably and lowered her head again.

Ai Mingshan was expressing the words he had prepared before he came, so he didn't notice Ai Qiaoqiao's small movements just now.

"It turned out to be for this little thing." The proprietor of Tianxianglou smiled indifferently, "Since he called me a master, this is not enough to worry about, you can get up." ”

and asked the little guy next to him to accept the thank you gift from Ai Mingshan.

Ai Mingshan and the others got up, and the other party looked at them one by one.

Ai Mingshan took a deep breath.

The other party accepted the gift, and then he wanted to ask about the sausage recipe, but the identity of the other party really put a lot of pressure on him, making it a little difficult for him to even speak.

Ai Qiaoqiao noticed her father's embarrassment, so she stepped forward calmly and bowed, "Boss, in addition to sending a thank you gift, we have something else I want to inquire with you." ”

"You don't have to be so polite, my name is Nalan Mingyi, and the girl can call me Mingyi's son."

Surprisingly, the owner of Tianxiang Building is so easy to talk to.

Ai Qiaoqiao paused, blessed again, and saluted: "Nalan Gongzi." ”

Nalan Mingyi had a gentle smile on his face, "I know your name is Qiaoqiao, I don't know if I guessed right or not?" ”

Ai Qiaoqiao blinked his eyes and looked at him with a puzzled expression, "How can Young Master Nalan know my name?" ”

"You're quite famous in Huai'an City, don't you know it yourself? As an apprentice of Master Dafu, he has good cooking skills, and he can also cook vegetarian food, and the sausages sold in your shop are also the hottest ingredients in Huai'an City, you don't know how many sausage gifts I have received in recent days, and it will probably be no problem to eat them until next year. ”

There was a bit of a joke in his words, and Ai Qiaoqiao was almost amused by him.

"What did you just want to ask, just say it." Nalan knew that he was joking, but the expression on his face was as gentle as ever.

"I heard my second uncle say that you gave him a recipe for making sausages?" Ai Qiaoqiao looked directly into the other party's eyes.

Nalan Mingcheng leaned back in his chair, a blank look in his eyes.

"What's the recipe?"

"It's the recipe for making sausages." Ai Qiaoqiao didn't hide it, and directly told Ai Yonggui about selling the sausage recipe to the immortals.

"But the recipe for that sausage is my father's, and I want to know where Nalan got this recipe from?" Ai Qiaoqiao's words seem mild, but in fact they are aggressive.

Even Ai Mingshan and Ai Daquan were dumbfounded.

I really didn't see that Ai Qiaoqiao, a girl, was not afraid to talk to the noble person in front of her like this.

Nalan Mingyi didn't get angry when he met Ai Qiaoqiao's provocative gaze, but smiled slightly, "Qiaoqiao girl, I don't understand what you said, I didn't give my apprentice any recipes." ”

"You didn't give it to him?"

Nalan shook his head clearly: "I don't know about this. ”

Ai Mingshan's face was a little ugly.

Nalan Ming is the owner of Tianxiang Building, and he will not lie because of this little thing.

Then the only person who lied was naturally only Ai Yonggui.

As long as he thought that Qiaoqiao's father's death was related to Ai Yonggui, the old man's heart was like swallowing coptis water, and he was bitter until his heart.