Hua Niang looked up at the plaque of Xianju Building, with three gilded characters on it, after so many years, after wind and rain, snow, rain and frost, it has faded a lot of color, but it still can't resist it to become the leader of Youlan Town.

Song Changqing is an extremely cold and cold-hearted person, strict and cold about everything, and indifferent. Otherwise, it wouldn't be eighteen, and I'm still alone.

According to Song Changqing's conditions, the unmarried women in the entire Youlan Town, as long as Song Changqing is willing, he can pick them one by one.

But the more such a person is, if he is emotional......

Hua Niang was shocked: Could it be that Song Changqing has other thoughts about Xie Yuluo?

Talented men and women, unparalleled in the world, if it is ordinary, Hua Niang knows that this must be a match made in heaven, but now, Xie Yuluo is already a woman.

What kind of character is Mr. Song, what kind of woman has Song Changqing never seen, and how can he fall in love with a married woman?

Even if this woman looks like a fairy, Mr. Song won't mess around!

Hua Niang was soon relieved, she must have thought too much and thought too far.

Tongde: "Hua Niang, this is all chosen by Miss Gu, if it is made differently at that time, will she be?" ”

Hua Niang shook her head: "We are making clothes for Mr. Song, and this dress is also Mr. Song wants to wear, if we make two clothes that Mr. Song doesn't like, Mr. Song will really annoy us!" ”

Tongde saw that what Hua Niang said made sense, and put the two horses back on the shelf.

And Song Changqing squinted slightly at the two pancreas on the table.

Before, he discarded it in the wastepaper basket at will, looking like a ragged one, and he didn't know what to cherish. Now, Song Changqing is holding two pieces of pancreas, like a treasure.

I really don't know what she has in her head, and she can even do pancreas.

Song Changqing wanted to laugh at the moment, and with a stiff face, he gently picked up a piece and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff lightly.

The pancreas was made by Xie Yuluo herself, there was no mold or anything, and the workmanship was a little rough, but Song Changqing didn't care at all.

Anyway, in Song Changqing's heart, it is absolutely impossible for such a good thing to be used for bathing.

He wanted to offer the two pieces of pancreas.

Song Changqing got up and found a lacquered wooden box in the Duobao Pavilion, which contained a piece of inkstone, he took it out, put it on the Duobao Pavilion, and put two pieces of pancreas into the lacquered wooden box.

This pancreas is so fragrant, if it is properly kept, it should last a lifetime.

Song Changqing looked at the lacquered wooden box and smirked, then rested his clothes and demeanor, turned around and walked out of the wing.

It's the time for Xianju Building to open, and he's going down.

The quiet and cold Xianju Building, after the door opened, it became lively.

One after another guests entered the gate of the Xianju Building, and when Song Changqing went down, the lobby was already half full. Push the cup and change the lamp one by one, so it is not noisy.

Song Changqing didn't like this excitement, so he said hello to the guests who came over lightly, and walked directly to the back of the counter, completely immersed in his own affairs.

I didn't hear many guests still talking about a woman.

"You said that this Yao Lixu has been looking for someone for a day, but he still hasn't found the woman who does good deeds without leaving a name, we have a lot of beautiful women in Youlan Town, if you look for it door to door, then you can't find the New Year!" Someone sighed.

"I heard that Li Zheng asked for a reward for that woman in Guangchang County, you said that if no one can find it, where will this reward be sent?"

"It's the first time I've seen someone who does good deeds without leaving a name, and this lady is really good."

Between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, everyone talked about the beautiful woman who took off the air that day and caught Yao Lixu's uncle and nephew for several months.

Song Fu walked in front of the various tables, and when he heard that everyone was still talking about Xie Yuluo, the guests looked adoring and admiring Xie Yuluo, and Song Fu pouted secretly.

After returning to the counter, Song Fu still looked unhappy.

He was full of unhappiness, and the kitchen just now said that he was okay, why did he put the flour so far, and it was troublesome to death when he wanted to use it.

It just so happened that he was full of anger, and when he returned to the lobby, he heard everyone discussing this good man who did good deeds without leaving a name, and the more he listened, the more angry he became, where is it good, where is it good?

Xie Yuluo is not a big deal.

He is now being complained by the kitchen that he is not a person inside and out.

Song Changqing thought that his reprimand just now was too harsh, so he also reassured: "What happened just now ......"

"Childe, should we change the place of that flour, the kitchen has been said many times these days, and it is too troublesome." Song Fu said unhappily: "The restaurant has been open for so many years, and I have never heard that flour will explode, do you say that Mrs. Xiao is telling us!" ”

Deliberately bad!

Song Changqing glanced at Song Fu, Song Fu lowered his head and bit his lip, looking like he didn't understand.

"Then Mrs. Xiao just said casually, she said that flour can explode, but who saw the explosion? I don't know where she heard about it, she thinks she has a little experience and shows it everywhere......" Song Fu still has to say.

Regarding the matter of Xianju Building, he knew that even if he was dissatisfied, Childe would not be angry.

"There's a lot of grudge in the kitchen, so if you don't believe it, you can go to the kitchen and ask and see what people say." Song Fu continued unwillingly: "Those people in the kitchen, they have been cooking for decades, no one has ever heard of it, and they have never seen flour explode. ”

Song Changqing looked at Song Fu, his face was cold, his thin lips were gently pursed, and he didn't speak.

Song Fu finished speaking, there was nothing more to say, he lowered his head and waited for Gongzi to count him.

Song Changqing didn't speak, and sat silently in the chair in a daze.

He believed Xie Yuluo's words, I don't know why, he just believed. Until now, he believes. It's just that he believes it, others don't.

Perhaps, Xie Yuluo is really hearsay.

But he just believes!

"Let the kitchen go to the warehouse in advance when you want to use flour, so you don't have to rush." Song Changqing moved forward and leaned on the table to settle accounts.

Song Fu's face collapsed, knowing that Childe would not change his mind, so he could only bring Childe's words to the kitchen as they were.

When the kitchen heard it, it still sighed.

"I've been cooking for thirty or forty years, and I've never seen flour explode, whose bad idea was this, so that the old lady had to knock him when he touched the old lady." A cook said indignantly.

"The shopkeeper is really, if you don't believe good words, you have to believe this, isn't the shopkeeper quite assertive? How can you believe such nonsense. Someone complained about Song Changqing.

Song Fu spread his hands and said helplessly: "I can't help it." ”

Childe asked him to do whatever he wanted, just do it.

The people in the kitchen knew that there was no room for this matter to turn around, so they could only swallow this uncomfortable breath silently, there was no way, who made Childe believe this kind of nonsense!

I don't know which ghost said the whole thing.

Can flour still explode?

Master He turned back as he walked to the kitchen and said, "If the flour is to be able to explode, I will twist my head off." ”

Song Fu nodded: "Yes, I will also twist my head to her." ”

asked Xie Yuluo if she dared to ask for it.

Nonsense!

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden violent bang, "bang", deafening.

The kitchen shook several times, and the people in the kitchen were frightened, and they ran to the patio one after another, looking around nervously: "What's going on?" ”