The black shadow was stunned for a moment, then a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he replied softly: "I'm not afraid, in the future, I will also protect you." The words fell, and the figure disappeared into the room in a flash.

It turned out that the black shadow was Chu Xingze, who sneaked in quietly, and his heart, which was originally a little angry about An Linghan's all-night non-return, heard An Linghan's dream words, and instantly calmed down, filled with an unknown emotion.

In the next few days, An Linghan stayed in Zewang's Mansion with peace of mind, and Lian Cheng would come over from time to time to report on the status of the industry, and the most difficult Qinglou had been solved. Others don't need An Linghan to worry about, and they have been successfully opened by themselves.

It's just that in terms of Xiangmanlou's dishes, he has contributed a few recipes of modern popular dishes, and it is not surprising that it has become the signature dish of Xiangmanlou.

The dishes of Xiangmanlou are in short supply every day, and its fame in Beijing is increasing day by day, and there are even signs of surpassing the first restaurant in Kyoto, Zuixianlou.

And the shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Building was still a little anxious at the beginning, until he received a secret letter, and he was able to see the moon and the moon. Because the content of the letter is: your own restaurant, don't worry.

Yes, the behind-the-scenes financier of the Drunken Immortal Building is Chu Xingze.

Compared with the booming business of Xiangmanlou, the business of Jubaozhai is a little depressed.

After all, rare treasures are not something that ordinary old Baixin can consume, but this is the capital after all, and there are still high-ranking officials and nobles who have a lot of money to spend thousands of taels of silver at once.

For this reason, An Linghan deliberately proposed a membership system, which can only be handled if you spend 10,000 taels of silver. As a result, this Jubao Zhai's membership card once became the object of comparison between dignitaries and nobles, and people will say two sentences to show their pride, but it is a free and well-known advertisement for Jubao Zhai.

Therefore, although there are not as many people who go to Jubao Zhai as Xiangmanlou, Jubao Zhai is more expensive than things and grasps the characteristics of aristocratic comparison, so the turnover of Jubaozhai is still far more than Xiangmanlou.

An Linghan lived a life of counting money every day until his hands cramped, and finally ushered in the opening day of Huarou Pavilion.

It's still night, and it's still An Linghan and Lian Cheng, but this time, they went as spectators.

An Linghan and Lian Cheng walked into the pavilion master's exclusive box, which was specially reserved for An Linghan by the red sleeves, after all, the pavilion master can't squeeze the hall with ordinary people, right?

An Linghan looked at the comfortable pavilion owner's box, it was not too comfortable, sure enough, choosing red sleeves to be the bustard was a very correct choice! This little treatment, this degree of carefulness, just ask you whether you are envious or jealous?

After about a stick of incense, I saw that there was suddenly no light on the stage, and when there was an uproar in the crowd, a light suddenly lit up in the middle of the stage.

Immediately after that, a beautiful woman in a pink tulle dress and a barefoot waist appeared under the lights, dancing around a brown stage pillar and singing "Itch" in her mouth.

For a while, the sound of the charming bone crisp spread throughout the Huarou Pavilion, as the music reached the climax, the beauty's movements became faster and faster, and the amplitude became larger and larger, and the climax was to directly open her arms and hang on the pillar with only one retreat, like a pink butterfly that had been preparing to fly in the sky, and flew to the tip of the hearts of all the men present.

An Linghan was a little enthusiastic about a woman, let alone a man who often lingered in the fireworks offstage?

What's more, a man threw silver directly at the stage, and after a while, a small mountain bag was puffed up.

An Linghan saw that the atmosphere of the scene was very high, and he was very satisfied. The opening is a full house, and the business will not be bad in the future.

Just as An Linghan got up and was about to leave, the door of Huarou Pavilion was slammed open by a brute force, followed by a very arrogant voice: "It's just a Qinglou that has just opened, and you dare to rob us of the business of Yingchun Building, don't you want to mix in the capital?" If you know each other, hand over the title deed, and I will spare your dog's life, old woman! ”

It turned out to be the Yingchun Building next door, and today Huarou Pavilion opened, and the business of Yingchun Building was robbed, and I was angry and came to make trouble.

Lian Cheng was a little annoyed, the master believed in him so much, but on such an important day as the opening, he let people break in to find fault, and was just about to rush down to solve them, but was stopped by An Linghan.

An Linghan shook his head and said that he was not in a hurry.

Mother Zhang in the Yingchun Building downstairs was about to scold her mouth, and she didn't see the pavilion master of Huarou Pavilion come out, and her face became very hideous for a while: "You! smashed this broken building for me, I don't see that these shrunken turtles can't get out! ”

The more than 20 big men brought by Zhang's mother got the order, and just as they were about to do it, they heard a very light and leisurely voice: "Yo~ It's really a big shelf, the Spring Festival Building next door?" I haven't heard of it, but I don't know when this Beijing was ruled by a small Qinglou? An Linghan walked down from the upstairs without hurrying.

Mother Zhang saw that he was just a hairy boy who was less than twenty years old, and she became more and more ignorant of An Linghan, and sneered: "It's not up to you to decide whether to decide or not, and those who know each other hurry up and hand over the title deed." Otherwise, don't rely on Mother Zhang, I turn my face and don't recognize people! ”

"What if this son is not?" An Linghan played with his fingers: "My son, I want to see how Mother Zhang's face turns and doesn't recognize people." An Linghan looked at Zhang's mother a little playfully, like looking at a clown again.

Mother Zhang was suddenly annoyed and angry: "Since this is the case, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless, do it!" ”

For a while, all twenty big men poured out of the nest and rushed towards An Linghan, and Lian Cheng was just about to get on it, but was stopped by An Linghan's folding fan: "I haven't been comfortable for a long time, and my hands are itchy today, and I am enough alone." ”

After speaking, he jumped and kicked the big man in front, only to see that the big man was kicked out more than five meters away like a ball.

Mother Zhang behind her was a little smacked, fortunately there were many people with her today, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to cure this kid, and she couldn't help but feel proud again after thinking about it.

But what Zhang's mother didn't expect was that these twenty or so big men were not An Linghan's opponents at all.

I saw An Linghan kick a handsome flying kick to kick a big man away, and another sweeping leg swept down three or four. So, although there are more than 30 big men, they are like sandbags here in An Linghan, one foot at a time, and they are vulnerable.

Mother Zhang's momentum is not right, good guy, these twenty people are not enough for An Linghan to fight alone! looked at his round figure again, pinched the fat on his face, and immediately decided, hurry up!

The fat and round man can't beat An Linghan, does she have to take the initiative to go up and beg for abuse?

Mother Zhang bent on her waist and tiptoed towards the door, just as she was about to go out, Mother Zhang was overjoyed, but unfortunately she found that her collar seemed to be grabbed, and she couldn't move forward anyway, and when she looked back, she found An Linghan's magnified handsome face, not only her legs were weak.

Mother Zhang grinned with fear and said, "Male... Childe, yes... It's me who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and I collided with the nobles, you... Your Excellency... There are a lot of them, so let's spare the small ones this time! After speaking, he swallowed nervously.

An Linghan looked at Zhang's mother, who had no prospects, and was amused, with such guts, she dared to come to the door to make trouble, this is taking the initiative to send someone's head?

An Linghan put on a very bright smile, but in Zhang's mother's eyes, it was as terrible as a ghost wailing, and her body trembled even more.

"Mother Zhang, don't be afraid, didn't you say that handing over the title deed spared my son's life? Since you dare to come to the door to find trouble, you have to be prepared to be killed! Want your life? All right! Then you will hand over the title deed, this son will spare you from death, otherwise you will ......" After speaking, he touched his smooth and white neck intentionally or unintentionally.