The old man looked at Jiang Feng and the others sitting there, and hurriedly came over to give up, and the shopkeeper on the side introduced:

"This is our owner."

The old man said:

"Xiao Lao'er's surname is Tang, just call me Tang Lao'er, I don't know what Jiang Ye has to do to find Xiao Lao'er."

Jiang Feng drank the cup of tea in his hand, looked at the old man in front of him, smiled, made the other party laugh all over his body, looked up and down at his outfit, for fear that there was something missing, Jiang Feng said slowly:

"Old Tang, I want to buy this shop, you can set a price."

As soon as he said that he wanted to buy this shop, Old Man Tang and the shopkeeper were shocked, and the expressions on their faces were unbelievable, Jiang Feng said that he was in trouble when he saw it, it seems that the other party has a deep affection for this restaurant, and if he buys it, I am afraid there will be twists and turns, but Jiang Feng's expression did not move, and he said stiffly:

"Give our family a happy word, quote a price, Mo seems to be a girl there."

When Old Man Tang heard this, his face was even more shocked and inexplicable, he was actually stunned there, Zhang Liang stared at Jiang Feng's back, and the shopkeeper was anxious when he saw it, and hurriedly pushed a few handfuls back, Old Man Tang could be regarded as reacting, gritted his teeth, stretched out four fingers tremblingly, and said:

"Jiang Ye, what do you think of four hundred taels?"

Jiang Feng didn't answer, just slowly smacked his lips and remained silent, Zhao Xiucai on the side stood up and said:

"This old man, although this restaurant looks neat, but this business is really too bad, my lord has to spend money again after buying it, how can it be worth four hundred taels, or be realistic, give a clear price."

Looking at Zhao Xiucai, who was full of seriousness and eloquent talk over there, Jiang Feng's face was calm, but he gave a thumbs up in his heart, thinking, this is really a good dog's leg, in order to cooperate with Zhao Xiucai's words, Jiang Feng casually untied the steel knife on his waist and put it on the table.

This formation made Old Man Tang's expression uncertain, and after a little hesitation, he made up his mind and said:

"Three hundred taels, I'm not afraid of losing my life to tell the truth, the little old man has some money for the elderly, and three hundred taels can't be less."

"Three hundred taels is three hundred taels, take your title deed, and the apprentice will go to the nearby yamen to find a Chinese person to come out, Lao Zhao, you come to write the note."

Jiang Feng took out three hundred taels of silver tickets from his arms and put them on the table, and the people around him were all called around by him, and set the price, the old man Tang hurriedly turned around and went back, going to the house deed and land deed, and the shopkeepers and workers around him all had strange faces.

The chefs in the Zhike kitchen outside all threw away their work and gathered here in Huifeng Building, maybe they were surprised in their hearts, but in a blink of an eye, this changed the owner.

Although Old Man Tang is old, his legs and feet are quite neat, and the deed of ownership is quickly held in his hand, and the Chinese people invited by Zhang Liang here, Zhao Xiucai's pen and ink are ready. Jiang Feng instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say why.

Zhao Xiucai has been wandering outside for many years, and writing letters and contracts on behalf of him is originally a good thing, and this time is the first time he has shown his writing in front of Jiang Feng, so he wrote a dragon flying and phoenix dance, a wonderful pen and flowers, and a clean and neat business document was written, and the Chinese people invited from the yamen on the side pretended to look at it, pressed his own handprint, and took Jiang Feng's two taels of silver and went back happily.

Since the Chinese had already approved it, and Old Man Tang had no objections, both of them drew a pledge on the transaction document and pressed their own handprints. Jiang Feng looked at Zhao Xiucai and nodded there, and generously gave himself three hundred taels of silver tickets, when the Chinese read the documents just now, Zhao Xiucai and Tie Dan had already walked through this Huifeng Building inside and out, and found that they were basically kept in good condition, Jiang Feng was relieved.

This old man Tang was neat, he collected the money in front, and when the tea on both sides was not cold, the carriage of the big car shop had already come outside. Old man Tang didn't have any luggage, just a small luggage roll, hurriedly got into the carriage, and when he watched Old Man Tang come out of the house with his luggage, Jiang Feng grew up in shock, thinking that this old man was more efficient than me, who came from the twentieth century.

However, he also thought that the old man might be sad because the shop had changed hands, or he thought that he was unwilling to keep him here longer, so he hurried away, sat down on the bench and said:

"Old man, I don't have anything to do here, you can live, you need to walk in such a hurry."

This sentence was originally polite and kind, but when Old Man Tang heard it, he trembled, squeezed out a stiff smile at Jiang Feng, and hurriedly got into the carriage.

Jiang Feng and several people looked at each other, and they all subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but there were no suspicious traces at all, Zhao Xiucai and Jiang Feng both thought that they had "MSG" in their hands, as long as they opened a restaurant, they would not lose money. Tie Dan and Zhang Liang are really rough people, and they don't think much about it at all.

After pondering for a long time, the shopkeeper in the room wanted to speak and stopped, and the others didn't dare to speak at all, Jiang Feng turned around from his hard thoughts, waved his hand boldly, and shouted:

"Everyone doesn't have to worry, what work is done or what is done, the salary remains the same, by the way, now I'm hungry, tell the kitchen to hurry up and fry a few dishes."

The guys waiting on the side all had strange faces, and Jiang Feng shouted for the second time, only then did he react and hurriedly ran down to greet the kitchen. Jiang Feng sat at the top of the table, looking at this restaurant that was not outstanding in the Ming Dynasty, and could even be said to be very ordinary, this location could be said to be remote compared to the street where he exchanged silver tickets, and the only place that could be called a good place in the eyes of modern people.

Maybe it's because the transportation here is more convenient, it's convenient to come here from all over the capital, and the place is relatively secluded and not so messy. He thought far ahead, and the first pot of gold was going to be caught here.

The master in the kitchen didn't have the intention of stammering the new owner at all, saying that he simply fried a few dishes, but really made a few simple ones, cold cucumbers, scrambled eggs, fried shredded radish, and half a cooked chicken was simply torn and served.

Zhang Liang frowned when he saw it, and said with a bitter face there:

"Master, this dish is not enough for me to eat alone, otherwise, apprentice, I will be the east, let's go to the restaurant on the side to eat, it can be regarded as my apprenticeship banquet."

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