Zhang Guodong said with a smile on his face: "I accepted a good daughter today, do you say that this matter is happy." ”

When Fan heard this, he was overjoyed, "Xin Shu, you agreed." ”

Fan Shi was very excited to grab Song Xinshu's little hand, she had this intention, she didn't sleep all night last night, just thinking about this, this Song Xinshu is very sensible, Fan liked it at first sight, and also knew milk tea, through this short period of contact, Fan also felt that Song Xinshu was very knowledgeable, and in terms of politeness, Song Xinshu also did a very good job.

Fan's family has long wanted a daughter, but he has never tried his wish, but he didn't expect Zhang Guodong to see Fan's thoughts.

"Godmother!" Song Xinshu made a move.

"Huh!" Fan gave a long promise, and then helped Song Xinshu up.

Song Xinshu was very grateful, the godfather and godmother who helped him, thanked them for their kindness, and Song Xinshu grabbed Fan's hand tighter.

"Okay, if you two increase your relationship, just slow down a little time, I still have to talk to Xinshu." Zhang Guodong said with some taste.

"Okay, I know that the master has something, so I won't bother, you and Xin Shu will talk, but Xin Shu will come to me for a good chat." After Fan finished speaking, he left very happily.

Fan pushed the door open, and the maid behind him hurriedly followed.

"This lady has never smiled so happily." The maid whispers, but also happy, like them, the master is happy, they have a good life, if the master is unhappy, they will also be uncomfortable.

When Fan left, Zhang Guodong enthusiastically asked Song Xinshu to be on the chair, and then said: "Xinshu, now you are my daughter, but you can't just recognize you so simply." ”

Song Xinshu was a little puzzled when he heard this, he didn't know what else was in it, and hurriedly asked, "Godfather, what else is in this?" ”

Looking at Song Xinshu's puzzled expression, Zhang Guodong smiled, and then said: "I, Zhang, am also a character in Jinling City, and I can't be hasty in recognizing my daughter, so I want to hold a banquet so that everyone can recognize people, so as not to be bullied in the future." Zhang Guodong looked at Song Xinshu with pity.

At this moment, Zhang Guodong really regards Song Xinshu as his daughter and thinks about Song Xinshu.

"Thank you, godfather." Song Xinshu stood up and said.

"Haha! You and I are a family now, what else do you want to say thank you. Zhang Guodong said.

Song Xinshu left the study and returned to the room, he was still in a trance, in this short period of time, so many things have happened, I thought I was going to compete with the dealer between life and death, and finally unexpectedly became the daughter of Taishou, which is simply the protagonist mode.

Song Xinshu was also happy in his heart, and when Zhang Guodong's banquet was held, the entire Jinling City would know that Song Xinshu was the daughter of Taishou.

Zhang Guodong sat on the chair, he really loved Song Xinshu, put it away as his daughter, what he didn't tell Song Xinshu was that he wanted to take this opportunity to deal with the Northern Jiangsu Tea House.

Zhuang Bing is just a small role, which is not enough for Zhang Guodong, but what Subei Tea House does is what Zhang Guodong wants to grasp.

"Taishou Zhang Guodong recognized a goddaughter, and the whole city congratulated him!"

"Taishou Zhang Guodong recognized a goddaughter, and the whole city congratulated him!"

"Taishou Zhang Guodong recognized a goddaughter, and the whole city congratulated him!"

On this day, Zhang Guodong poked out the fact that he recognized a goddaughter, but he did not explain who this woman was, and at the same time notified the large and small forces in Jinling City, and the next day he set up a banquet in the largest restaurant of the Fang family, the first floor of Jinling City, and invited people from all major forces to attend the banquet.

On this day, Zhuang Shixiong, the dealer of the Northern Jiangsu Tea House and Zhuang Bing's father, came to Zhuang Bing's house, and Zhuang Bing hurriedly greeted him.

Zhuang Shixiong, is the current helmsman of the North Jiangsu Tea House, this person is tall and big, this is a Sven man who sells tea, but he looks like a big man, if you see him at first sight, Zhuang Shixiong, who is in his forties, said that he is a bandit, and it is more believable, but it is such a rough appearance, but the person who does things in an orderly manner has become the shopkeeper of the North Jiangsu Tea House, taking care of the business of the tea house, ushering in and sending it, it is very decent, so that many merchants are very fond of it.

"How's the salt income this year?" Zhuang Shixiong sat on the main seat in the living room, very slowly, picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea and asked.

"Father, this year's salt income has dropped a lot compared to previous years." The person who answered was a young man in his twenties, who was Zhuang Bing.

"What's going on?" Zhuang Shixiong asked angrily, this salt income, but windfall profits, is the bulk of their silver source, if this is reduced, then the future business will not be good.

"Back to my father, all this is to blame on that Zhang Guodong, who relied on himself to be a person from the imperial court, and made various inspections of the ships of my Northern Jiangsu Tea House, so we didn't dare to transport salt at any time, and could only transport salt at some specific times, and if the quantity of this transportation was less, the natural profit would decline, which was inevitable." Zhuang Bing could hear the voice of grievance when he spoke, he was especially afraid of his father, his father only cared about money and didn't care about other people.

Zhuang Bing's opinion is that a worker with a blood relationship, who is not satisfied, will be punished the same, this is the style of doing things in Northern Jiangsu Tea House.

"This Guodong is really shameless, it seems that he doesn't want to mix up in this Jinling City, he doesn't know who is in charge of this Jinling City." Zhuang Shixiong scolded and said.

Zhuang Bing didn't dare to say a word, Zhuang Shixiong is definitely a character who says the same, but no matter Zhuang Bing, as long as Zhuang Bing does things well, there are some vices Zhuang Shixiong doesn't care, as long as he doesn't cause trouble, he can say anything.

Suddenly, Zhuang Shixiong: "Bang! It was a slap in the face to Zhuang Bing, and Zhuang Bing, who was directly fanned, was covered.

"Father, why are you?" Zhuang Bing asked with some fear, not knowing why Zhuang Shixiong suddenly changed his face.

"Hmph, you still know how to ask why, what's going on with the woman who makes milk tea, doing things, doing it like this, you still have the face to ask why." The more Zhuang Shixiong spoke, the more angry he became, seeing that Zhuang Bing was not angry, he was kicked again, Zhuang Bing didn't dare to move, so he could only endure the kick.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhuang Bing is still a little useful now, Zhuang Shixiong wants to change this son, Zhuang Shixiong, the dealer of the Northern Jiangsu Tea House, lacks nothing is not lacking sons, as a healthy man, Zhuang Shixiong's wives and concubines are also a lot, plus Zhuang Shixiong is usually very unusual in this regard, and the final result is that Zhuang Shixiong's sons are as many as fifteen, and there are as many as ten not counting Zhuang Bing's adults.

Zhuang Bing's salt seller is a fat man, but many of Zhuang Shixiong's sons are greedy.

"Tell you, if you can't handle this matter, you can go back to your hometown and squat in the future." Zhuang Shixiong coldly put down this sentence and left.

Zhuang Bing sat on the floor dejectedly.

"Song Xinshu, this little slut, don't let me seize the opportunity, otherwise I will definitely let you know that life is better than death." Zhuang Bing roared angrily in his heart, because of Zhuang Shixiong, Zhuang Bing hated Song Xinshu directly to the core.

"Master, I've sent you a post too much." The housekeeper of the Zhuang Mansion suddenly shouted outside the door.

"What post?" Zhuang Bing stood up, cleaned up slightly, and raised his hand to signal the housekeeper to come in and speak.

"Look, sir." The housekeeper handed over the post in his hand.

Zhuang Bing opened it casually and looked at it for a moment, "Hmph, Zhang Guodong, an old horseman, actually recognized a goddaughter, and he has to set up a banquet, I want to see what this Zhang Guodong wants to play." ”

"Master, is there any fraud in this?" The butler said cautiously.

Every time Zhuang Shixiong came, Zhuang Bing's temper was extremely irritable, which frightened the subordinates of Zhuang Mansion and did not dare to make any mistakes, that is, the housekeeper dared to say two words.

"Hmph, what kind of deception can there be, besides, I'm still afraid of him in Subei Tea House, if it's okay, it's easy to say, if he wants to do something, I can't say that this Zhang Guodong's head will be put in a different position." Zhuang Bing said proudly, not taking Zhang Guodong in his eyes at all.

It is also said that this Northern Jiangsu Tea House is not only in Jinling City, in Kyoto, there are branches all over the country, the most important thing is that the people behind the Northern Jiangsu Tea House are people in the court, which is not small, as long as Zhang Guodong disappears quietly here, then the latter matter is thought to be solved.

When Zhuang Bing thought of this, the corners of his mouth rose, but his mood was much better.

"Godmother, you've done too much, I can't eat it."

"It's okay, you can't finish these, isn't there still two little guys, these little guys are the moment to grow their bodies," Fan said very kindly.

"Godmother, you don't need to do so much." Song Xinshu said that there were too many dishes to cook, but his heart was very satisfied.

can make people love it so much, how can Song Xinshu not feel it.

One table of dishes, eight hot dishes, three cold dishes, and three pastries, chicken, duck and fish, all of them, look at the appearance, this is definitely made by the chef.

How long has it been since Song Xinshu was late for such a delicious dish, after thinking about it carefully, it was really a while, it can be said that since he came to this world, Song Xinshu has never had such a chance to taste such a delicacy.

In ancient times, productivity was low, which led to high product prices.

Song Xinshu, Fan, Aja, Wu Xiuyuan, and Zhang Guodong sat at a table.

Zhang Guodong poured himself a glass of wine, stood up, and said to Song Xinshu: "Today is a small gathering, and tomorrow, on the first floor of Jinling City, I will definitely hold a banquet, and when the time comes, I will clean up the guy called Zhuang Bing, and I will never let you accept your grievances." ”

When Song Xinshu heard this, the tears in his eyes slipped down again Song Xinshu did not wipe them, let them condense, and then slid down his face.

"Thank you, godfather, if it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do." Song Xinshu was very grateful.