It was one day, Wu Fanshuang and the chef had finished making nearly 100 peach blossom cakes together, and finally had time to rest.

"Excuse me, is there still a peach blossom cake for sale?" A grandmother, who looked to be in her seventies, with a cane, stood outside and asked.

The last peach blossom cake was originally wanted to be kept by Wu Fanshuang and eaten as a snack, but it seemed that she could not escape the fate of selling it.

"Grandma, this is your peach blossom cake, take it, don't drop it." Wrap the peach blossom crisp, tie the rope, and take it to the grandmother in person.

The old grandmother didn't take it, but the maid next to her took it, Wu Fanshuang thought that there was no one around the old grandmother, and when she came out, she saw that someone was there.

"Little girl, did you make this peach blossom cake?" The old grandmother looked at Wu Fanshuang kindly and kindly and asked with a smile.

"I did it." Wu Fanshuang nodded and replied, not knowing what this old grandmother meant by asking.

The maid didn't know what to say in the old grandmother's ear, and the old grandmother began to look Wu Fanshuang up and down, her eyes full of disgust.

Wu Fanshuang looked confused, she didn't do anything out of the ordinary, and it was the first time she saw this old woman, how could she look at herself like this?

"I don't know if the girl has time now, I want to invite you to my house and talk to you by the way." This is very abrupt, but the grandmother looks like she can't refuse Wu Fanshuang.

It made Wu Fanshuang feel very strange, she really saw this old woman for the first time, but the old woman seemed to know her...

"Grandma, what you want to say to me, it's the same here." She will continue to be busy later, and there are a few restaurants that want peach blossom cakes, and the chef can't make them alone.

As soon as these words came out, the old grandmother frowned in displeasure, gave the maid next to her a look, and then turned her back.

Before Wu Fanshuang could react, the maid stepped forward without saying a word, walked behind her, and slashed down with a knife on her neck.

I can't remember if I have ever offended this grandmother, she has just gained a foothold in Luocheng, and she must not fail again.

When I woke up again, the first thing I saw was the roof, the black pressed wood, and when I turned my head to look over, the old grandmother was sitting there, drinking tea lightly, and when I saw that she was awake, I didn't say anything.

The two maids helped Wu Fanshuang up, but they made her kneel in front of the old grandmother, and Wu Fanshuang was held down by the two maids no matter how she struggled, unable to move.

"I've always been physically tough, I heard that Chunxiang Pavilion was burned down by an inexplicable fire, and I fainted for two days, why did Wu Tongle have so little eyesight to pick such a useless person to take over my Chunxiang Pavilion."

The old grandmother slowly put the tea cup in her hand on the table, squinted slightly, and looked at Wu Fanshuang with her hair in a messy bun, and the more she looked at it, the more unpleasant it became.

At this time, Wu Fanshuang knew the identity of the grandmother, she was the one who adopted Wu Tongle, and she was the proprietress of the previous Chunxiang Pavilion.

"It's me who lived up to my mother's expectations, it's all my uselessness, so that Chunxiang Pavilion was bullied and burned down... I will not complain about any punishment you will give me. ”

Now she didn't struggle, she knelt honestly, her head was lowered, she didn't have the courage to look at her grandmother, Wu Fanshuang admitted all her mistakes.

"If it sounds good, Wu Tongle is your mother, and if it doesn't sound good, she's just your adoptive mother, don't call her mother, it's uncomfortable to hear."

It is conceivable that when the grandmother was young, her temper should have been very hot.

Wu Fanshuang didn't answer, her adoptive mother is her adoptive mother, anyway, she has been driven away by her adoptive mother now, and she is a person with no father, no mother, and no home.

"Chunxiang Pavilion will catch fire, I know it has nothing to do with you, and I also know that you were kidnapped by gangsters at that time, you were too anxious to reopen the side business of selling intelligence, and you didn't let yourself have enough backstage to walk sideways on the edge of the imperial city."

The old grandmother is also a reasonable person, knowing that after Chunxiang Pavilion was burned down, she asked people to investigate the whole story, which can't all be blamed on Wu Fanshuang.

"The proprietress of Chunxiang Pavilion in the past generations, when they take over the intelligence side business of Chunxiang Pavilion, they will definitely find their own backers, so that they can walk sideways on the edge of the imperial city and even in the palace, speaking of which, I am also at fault."

The old grandmother said and remembered, she was also the one who was at fault, when she handed over Chunxiang Pavilion to Wu Tongle, she didn't see her true nature clearly, although she knew that she was a person who was afraid of causing trouble.

But she didn't expect that she would be so cowardly, and she didn't dare to open the intelligence sales on the fourth floor, so it would be difficult to use the information to deal with those people in the palace, and for a while, she cut off the main source of money for Chunxiang Pavilion.

also cut off a lot of Chunxiang Pavilion's network resources that had been established with great difficulty, but unfortunately, at that time, the old grandmother had just asked about Chunxiang Pavilion.

Still in recent times, when Wu Fanshuang was checked, by the way, people checked what Wu Tongle did when he was still the proprietress of Chunxiang Pavilion.

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Fanshuang didn't know the style of the previous proprietress of Chunxiang Pavilion, because Wu Tongle hadn't told her about it.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, and I was clumsy to pick the wrong person, and I chose Wu Tongle as the next proprietress of Chunxiang Pavilion, and later she was also blind and chose you Wu Fanshuang."

In the eyes of the old grandmother, Wu Fanshuang is a little bit stronger than Wu Tongle, she has the courage to open the fourth floor and continue to sell information on the rivers and lakes, but she has no scheming, no brains, no backers, and she has not yet secured the position of the proprietress of Chunxiang Pavilion, so it has become like this.

Wu Fanshuang is here with the grandmother, she is degraded for nothing, she has been counted down by the grandmother, and after the counting, her old man still left Wu Fanshuang for dinner.

At dinner, the maids who knelt down according to Wu Fanshuang and knocked Wu Fanshuang unconscious all sat down and had dinner together.

After this pause, Wu Fanshuang didn't say a word, she was afraid that as soon as she opened her mouth, the old grandmother would start counting her down again.

"You just want to sell peach blossom crisp in Luocheng, sell it for a lifetime, and don't plan to rebuild Chunxiang Pavilion and find out the murderer who set fire to Chunxiang Pavilion?" When Wu Fanshuang finished eating and put down the dishes and chopsticks, the old grandmother asked in a not very good tone.

"I know who set fire to Chunxiang Pavilion, I won't sell peach blossom cakes for a lifetime, Chunxiang Pavilion will definitely be rebuilt, and you will definitely be invited to sit at that time." Wu Fanshuang said word by word very firmly and seriously.

"I heard that Wu Tongle sold the land in Chunxiang Pavilion to the government, if you want to buy it back, I'm afraid that with your own strength, when I die, you won't be able to buy back that land."

When the old grandmother was young, she must have been a poisonous tongue, no, she was a femme fatale, and she poked Wu Fanshuang's heart every word.

"Grandma, in fact, I can't go back to the edge of the imperial city anymore, I want to rebuild the Chunxiang Pavilion in another place, are you willing to admit this Chunxiang Pavilion when the time comes..."

When Wu Fanshuang said this, her hands were clenched, for fear that the old grandmother would disagree with her doing so.

Ten years after the establishment of the country, the Chunxiang Pavilion was built on the edge of the imperial city, and it was supposed to be another ten years, and it was going to usher in its own hundred years.

Is that still a hundred years?