The funeral in Chu Mansion ended silently.

After Yu Jian was transferred to the shaking class, he didn't come to class because he was sick, thinking that he was the teachers and students of the Spiritual Academy.

If it weren't for the year-end assessment, he would have dropped out of school and gone home long ago.

However, in this way, the freshmen of the three classes of the Spiritual Academy can finally get along well.

As for the old students, the open and secret struggle between Zhao Gang and Tuoba continues.

Several days passed, and on this day, Ma Jingtian sent a message, saying that the Chu Xiaoguan was repaired properly and could be opened on the same day.

Xin Lin got the news, took a day off from Mushi, and went to Chu Xiaoguan.

As soon as I arrived at the street, I saw that many guests had already lined up at the door of Chu Xiaoguan.

Many of them are loyal fans of the delicious steamed buns and sugar lotus roots.

The Chu Small Restaurant, which merged the coffin shop, is much wider than before, and it has also changed from an ordinary breakfast shop to a one-star food restaurant.

At the door, there is a Nanmu signboard, on which there are three big characters of "Chu Xiaoguan", which are particularly eye-catching.

Looking at the shop again, the old tables and chairs have been replaced.

On the walls of the lobby, there are ten food signs, which are written on the dishes from one star to two stars.

Ma Jingtian selected six good-looking and nimble hands and feet among the gangs of the Water Lu Gang, and put on the uniforms of the "Chu Xiaoguan" made by the uniform, with Mu Yi as the head chef and Ma Jingtian as the assistant cook.

In the first three days of the reopening of Chu Xiaoguan, all of them were 50% off.

In the morning, the store was already busy.

"Little boss, the business is very good, Mu Yi is really a good seedling, the dishes she cooks, the guests are full of praise,"

Ma was shocked to see Xin Lin coming, busy and busy, squeezed over, wiped his sweat and reported.

"It seems that the reputation is very good, when I am free, I will pick a few more cooks and handymen."

Xin Lin saw that Mu Yi was busy, his little face was flushed, and he couldn't see any trace of President Mu's death.

She was a little relieved, too.

She still felt a little guilty about Mu Yi, and President Mu handed over Mu Yi to herself before he died.

I knew that it was Queen Feng who killed President Mu, but I kept it hidden.

Xin Lin thought about it, he should still find an opportunity to tell Mu Yi the truth.

It was busy until the afternoon, and in the afternoon, Chu Xiaoguan was closed, and Mu Yi had a chance to take a breath.

"Xin Lin, you're here, I still have something to discuss with you."

Mu Yi pulled Xin Lin to talk about the affairs of Chu Xiaoguan, which were all about improving the operation and layout of Chu Xiaoguan.

Although she is about the same age as Xin Lin, she has followed President Mu to travel north and south since she was a child, and for a few years, because of her livelihood, she has worked in the spiritual food halls of various countries, so she knows far more than Xin Lin and Ma Jingtian.

"Because of the birthday banquet, Chu Xiaoguan now has a very good reputation in the city. However, after all, it is only temporary, and we must develop some special spiritual food. After all, sugar lotus root and juvenile steamed buns are both dim sum, and the price is average. Chu Xiaoguan is now somewhat famous among the middle and low-level people. But the really famous Lingyu Hall, the main flow of customers, are still those dignitaries, and some cultivators. These people, when they eat spiritual food, pay attention not to the general taste, but more to the medicinal effect, so if we want to make Chu Xiaoguan refined and bigger, we have to find some curative spiritual food. Last time, the braised pork you made was pretty good. ”

Mu Yi gushed endlessly.