"Let me introduce to you first, this is peach cake, this is milk cake, this is osmanthus dumplings, this is my favorite one, snowflake cake!"

The eyes of the others were straight, and although there were long-established shops making pastries in Jinling City, they had never seen this style of dim sum.

"Don't just look at it, let's try it, and then tell me how it tastes, can it be launched as a new product in the teahouse?"

Everyone picked up a piece of dim sum and put it in their mouths, and sure enough, the most praised was Song Xinshu's favorite, Snow Crisp.

Song Xinshu's face, which had been entangled for seven days, finally showed a happy smile, and now that the things prepared are open, there will be no problem with the opening, and it will definitely shock Jinling City at that time.

She knew that there was nothing better to make than a woman's money, so she set her sights on the rich wives in Jinling City, what afternoon tea snacks can all be arranged, and the three-layer hidden scenery is good, which is suitable for the wives of ancient times.

The second floor can be used as a place for guests to drink tea and chat, and private rooms are set up to ensure privacy.

On the first floor, buy some takeaway refreshments and tea leaves, make them more delicate and distinctive, and definitely attract some high-end customers.

Thinking that his tea house was about to open, Song Xinshu's heart was happy, after all, this was his first real estate, and he must treat it well.

After the tea house's refreshments were finalized, Song Xinshu still didn't stop developing his hands for refreshments, after all, he was prepared, in case a few refreshments didn't sell well at that time, there were backup options.

Just when the people of the whole tea house were busy preparing to open, Zhou Sheng suddenly disappeared.

At first, Song Xinshu thought that there was something at home, and he didn't have time to inform her for a while, so he didn't pay much attention to it, but after getting along these days, she felt that Zhou Sheng was still a trustworthy person.

But three days later, Zhou Sheng still didn't have any news, and Song Xinshu realized that something was wrong, and immediately asked the land line to inquire about the address of Zhou Sheng's house, and took Wu Xiuyuan and Ah Ya to Zhou Sheng's house.

Zhou Sheng's home is in a small alley in Jinling City, if it weren't for Wu Xiuyuan's frequent errands for Song Xinshu in the city, they wouldn't even be able to find the entrance to the alley.

There is only one family in the innermost part of this alley, that is Zhou Sheng's home, and before he reached the door of the house, Song Xinshu saw a few white cloths hanging at the door, and he sighed in his heart, and he already had a bad premonition.

Song Xinshu walked to the door with the two of them, knocked lightly on the door, no one answered, she found that the door was not locked, so she pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as I entered, I saw a dilapidated small yard, the house was old and about to collapse, but all parts of the yard were cleaned very neatly, and it looked like someone often lived there.

Song Xinshu heard a noise in the room, so she walked in, between which Zhou Sheng knelt straight beside the bed, there seemed to be a person lying on the bed, and she walked in and found that it was an old woman.

But the old woman's face was lifeless, her eyes were tightly closed, and her exposed neck had obvious corpse spots, and it was evident that she had been dead for some time.

Song Xinshu was surprised and helpless, protected Wu Xiuyuan and Ah Ya behind him, shook his shoulders and said, "Zhou Sheng, are you okay?" ”

If there is no mistake, the old woman who has died in bed should be Zhou Sheng's mother.

Zhou Sheng turned his head blankly, his lips were pale, and there were obvious dark circles under his eyes, and he didn't know how long he hadn't slept.

Zhou Sheng seemed to have just discovered that Song Xinshu was coming, and immediately leaned down and kowtowed to Song Xinshu.

Song Xinshu was taken aback and hurriedly pulled Zhou Sheng up, but Zhou Sheng's legs were numb because he knelt for too long, and he didn't stand firm all of a sudden, Wu Xiuyuan immediately came up and supported Zhou Sheng with his small body, and Ah Ya also sensibly moved a chair.

The three of them helped Zhou Sheng to sit down on the chair, and Song Xinshu noticed the frightened look on Ah Ya's face, so he asked the two to wait in the courtyard and talk to Zhou Sheng alone.

"Zhou Sheng, what happened in the past few days? What the hell is going on? ”

"Madam, I've been worrying you for the past few days, but my mother is seriously ill, I really can't leave, my mother has been unconscious since yesterday morning, and she died before the early hours of the morning......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Sheng painfully saved his head, he had taken care of his mother for many years, and he was desperately trying to make money just to treat his mother.

He has been dependent on his mother since he was ten years old, and now that his mother has passed away, how can he not be sad!

Song Xinshu also felt the pain in his heart, twisting her fingers at a loss, she was not very good at comforting people, so she could only pat Zhou Sheng on the shoulder and say, "Zhou Sheng, mourning, the most important thing now is to let your mother be buried in peace." ”

Hearing Song Xinshu's words, Zhou Sheng suddenly knelt on the ground again, Song Xinshu hurriedly reached out to help him, Zhou Sheng fell on the ground and said, "Madam, let me finish speaking." ”

Song Xinshu had no choice but to let go of his hand and listen to him finish speaking.

"Over the years, in order to treat my mother's illness, the money I earned was used to buy medicine and see a doctor, but in the end I still did not cure my mother's illness, I am an unfilial son, and now I dare to ask Mrs. to buy me, you can make cattle and horses for you, just ask Mrs. to lend me some silver taels, and bury my mother first, I don't know if it is okay?"

When Song Xinshu heard him say this, he felt that his heart was tangled, and he was really uncomfortable, so he quickly helped him up and said: "In the future, you can do things in my Subei Tea House, I will ask the housekeeper to send you some silver taels, and now it is the right thing to bury my mother, and I will send someone to help you." ”

"Your great kindness and great virtue Zhou Sheng keep it in mind, if you have anything in the future, just tell me, you must do it!"

Song Xinshu saw a little tear in Zhou Sheng's eyes, his heart was sour and indescribable, he stood up and left the house.

Wu Xiuyuan and Ah Ya were waiting at the door in a hurry, and when they saw Song Xinshu, they immediately greeted them.

Seeing the anxious expressions of the two children, Song Xinshu touched their heads and said, "In the future, your Brother Zhou will live in our tea house, and you can go to Brother Zhou whenever you want, okay?" ”

The two children looked at each other, although they still had a lot of questions in their hearts, but they were also very sensible and didn't ask too much.

Song Xinshu took the two of them back to the Northern Jiangsu Tea House, and immediately asked the housekeeper to arrange for someone to take Yinliang to Zhou Sheng's house to help him with the funeral.

Song Xinshu has always resisted facing life and death, but she has seen too much during this time, and her heart is always heavy, and she doesn't want to do anything while sitting in the room.

After having the silver taels, Zhou Sheng's mother's funeral was also held quickly, and Song Xinshu took Wu Xiuyuan and Ah Ya to attend the funeral.

But Zhou Sheng kept everything simple, only maintaining the most basic etiquette, and even a little shabby in the eyes of some locals.

In fact, Song Xinshu's silver taels to Zhou Sheng were actually enough, but Zhou Sheng was unwilling to spend them all, and the money saved was returned to Song Xinshu.

Song Xinshu took the remaining silver taels, and felt very uncomfortable.

On the day of the funeral, it was drizzling, Zhou Sheng knelt in front of his mother's grave, kept wiping his tears, but he didn't want others to see his appearance, so he buried his head dead.

Zhou Sheng had already packed his luggage before the funeral, only a small package, carried it with him, and after the funeral, he was going to follow Song Xinshu back to live in Subei Tea House.

After a busy day, when he returned to the Subei Tea House in the evening, Song Xinshu felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and his heart was also sullen and uncomfortable, thinking that he couldn't sleep anyway, so it was better to develop a new flavor of milk tea.

She was about to start her research when a man's figure suddenly appeared at the door of her bedroom, and she was so startled in the dark light that she almost screamed.

But when I looked closely, it turned out to be Zhou Sheng, and he was still holding a piece of paper in his hand.

Song Xinshu felt that he had been beating in fear lately, and he felt that his heart was a little unbearable.

"What's the matter?"

Zhou Sheng walked over and put the paper in her hand in front of Song Xinshu, she picked it up and looked at it, it turned out to be Zhou Sheng's own written deed of sale.

It is clearly written that Zhou Sheng sold himself to Song Xinshu for thirty years, and during this period, he waited for any dispatch from Song Xinshu, even if it endangered his life.

After Song Xinshu read this deed of sale, he couldn't help but smile and said, "If you sell yourself to me for thirty years, do I still have to ask you to marry a daughter-in-law?" ”

Zhou Sheng didn't expect her to joke at this time, so he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then anxiously prepared to explain.

Song Xinshu raised his hand to signal him not to say much: "If you sincerely serve the Northern Jiangsu Tea House and want to repay me, as long as you are sincere, you don't need these vain things." ”

"Madam, this will not be a dead letter, if you sign this, I will also feel at ease, I have no relatives in Jinling City, and the Northern Jiangsu Tea House will be my home in the future."

Song Xinshu can see the identification from his eyes, and she also firmly believes that a person's eyes will not lie, and he insisted like this, so she no longer shirked, picked up the brush and signed her name on the deed of sale, and deducted the red seal of Subei Tea House on her name.

Zhou Sheng saw her buckle the seal, and his heart calmed down a little, at first he was still worried that his wife would not accept him.

Zhou Sheng looked at Song Xinshu and said, "Madam, this deed of sale will be placed here for you in the future, and I will come to you to get it from you in thirty years." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhou Sheng left, Song Xinshu looked at the back of him leaving, and couldn't help but sigh, thirty years is so long, what will happen in the middle?

But now that she has a loyal right-hand man, it's also a thing to be happy about.

It was the only thing that made her happy in a while, and now she could settle down and prepare for the tasting session in a while.

This time, she must be a blockbuster in Jinling City!