Zhang Yuanwai heard it, and then went to Ye's house to buy it after eating.

Anyway, it's lo-mei, not a hot dish, as long as there is soup, you can put it for a while without affecting the taste.

After the maid hurriedly brought the plate, she saw the young master and the old man who were eating with their mouths full of chili oil, and a bunch of duck bones on the small coffee table.

It's a bunch, as high as a hill.

"......" The maid calmed down, took a few steps forward, lowered her head and asked, "Master, do you still use plates?" ”

"No need, send the rest to Madame, and the eldest young master's house." Zhang Yuanwai drank another cup of tea to relieve the spicy and somewhat woodened tongue.

The maid answered, walked to the side of the jar, and looked inside, and found that there might be less than five duck necks or duck wings left in it.

She was a little unconvinced, and looked inside several times to make sure that she was not mistaken, and this time she counted it, and there were only four.

The maid calmed down again, stood up and said to Zhang Yuanwai,

"Master, there are only four left in the jar, do you want to give them to the lady and the eldest young master?"

"What?! There are only four left?! Zhang Yuanwai's eyes widened unexpectedly when he heard this, and then he glared angrily at the son next to him and said,

"You have eaten all your rice buckets!"

"Dad, you eat a lot." Zhang Kaifeng lazily threw his father a roll of his eyes and stood up, "Where did you buy it, I'll buy some tomorrow." ”

"Go to Donglai Town to find Shopkeeper Lin, he knows." Zhang Yuanwai said.

"Then I'll invite Gongzi Qi to eat lo-mei over there tomorrow." Zhang Kaifeng said again, "This kind of deliciousness, presumably he can't eat it in the capital, let him see that we also have good things here." ”

"Okay." Zhang Yuanwai nodded, "Miss Ye will come over in a while, I will say hello to her, and ask them to leave some for you tomorrow." ”

Zhang Kaifeng nodded, "That Miss Ye is here, and she will notify me too." ”

"Tell you what to do?" Zhang Yuanwai snorted angrily, "What will you do except be idle every day!" If you can't study, you can't do business, you'll starve to death in the future! ”

Zhang Kaifeng ignored his father's reprimand, and said to himself, "I'll just see what the woman who was divorced by Liu Junsheng looks like, curious." ”

Zhang Yuanwai saw that he was interested, his eyes rolled, and suddenly a trace of thought was born.

The son hasn't gotten married yet, and Miss Ye hasn't married, can the two of them be matched? !

Ye Qingyu is a capable and good girl, and her appearance is actually not ugly, if the spots on her face reced, she is a great beauty.

If she marries, she can not only control her son, but also help him take care of the family's business, and Miss Ye is a good cook, and she can often eat delicious!

That's killing three birds with one stone!

The more Zhang Yuanwai thought about it, the more feasible it became, and when he thought that he could often eat delicious food in the future, his heart suddenly became hot, and he thought that he must let his son agree to marry Ye Qingyu!

In Zhang Yuanwai's thinking, the difficulty in this marriage is in his son, as long as he nods and agrees, the Ye family must not be a problem.

After all, he is a foreigner, with a lot of money, and although his son is not growing up, he is also a talent, and his character is not bad.

And Miss Ye, not to mention that she is a common person, raised in a mountain village, and she is already very old, she has been retired, and her face is also damaged, if she can really marry her son, it is a high marriage.