[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site" ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] The dishes are very delicate and the taste is also very good, this is the evaluation of all the ladies on today's dishes, and the desserts are praised by the ladies. The bowl of red taro seedlings is thick and delicious, lubricated and delicate, and it is refreshing and fragrant to eat.

"Where did Mrs. Song invite the chef? The lady who chewed the words went to wipe the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and finally this dessert suited her taste, sweet but not greasy.

"Exactly. Fang Cai's Wensi tofu is also ingeniously made and tastes good. Call them up and let us meet us. ”

"It's good to appreciate both the elegant and the vulgar."

There is a rule in Nanjing that after the banquet, if the diners think which dish is good, they will call the cook and reward them in public. This is a compliment to the cook.

Mrs. Song smiled slightly, clapped her hands, and asked the cook to come out.

The maid, who knew the rules, hurriedly lowered the curtain.

Seeing the maid put down the curtain, the lady asked, "What?" Is it a male cook? ”

As Mrs. Song nodded in response, these ladies no longer had the expected smile on their faces as before, why did these ladies show a disappointed and unhappy look when they heard that it was a male cook?

Ruixue, who had been sitting quietly, was confused.

"I thought I'd see the cook today!" The tone is very disappointed.

"That is, I have heard that today's chefs are not only good at work, but also handsome in appearance. I want to see what it looks like! "The sour flavor immediately permeates the aroma after the dessert.

Mrs. Chewing Words was obviously at odds with Mrs. Sour Yoyo, and when she heard this, she immediately laughed, she covered her mouth with her hand, and added: "I heard that Master Jiang likes a lady named Little Foot Cook." ”

Mrs. Sour Jiang raised her eyebrows and wanted to lose her temper, but she held back. She glanced at Mrs. Zhang, and saw Mrs. Zhang's face full of smiles, she knew that she was making fun of her, and sneered: "It's just a scene." After she explained, she said vindictively, "Don't you know that Master Zhang likes Yang Xiaobao?" I heard that it's still being raised outside. ”

Mrs. Zhang knew that Mrs. Jiang was taking revenge on her, but her cultivation was several times stronger than that of Mrs. Jiang. Even if Mrs. Zhang felt that her anger rose up at this time, she still smiled faintly: "It's just a thing, Mrs. Jiang also knows that it is a scene play, what are you doing with such a competition?" ”

"That's right! I thought that Mrs. Zhang was from a scholarly family, and she knew what this was, and she should do whatever she wanted. Although Mrs. Jiang wanted to say a few elegant words, her own facts were not good, and she was messy in one sentence.

Mrs. Zhang understood. She doesn't want to be like Madame Jiang, a vulgar woman!

An expression of anger and arrogance crossed her face.

A man approached, and as he got closer, his appearance was clearly visible through the curtain.

It's Daddy! Ruixue immediately became a little excited.

Wang Jiuzhi changed into a new dress. I think I prepared it in advance.

"Grandma." Wang Jiu bowed his fingers and greeted Mrs. Song.

With a wave of their hand, the ladies offered a pre-prepared reward.

Although they are all rulers, they are also very rich. No wonder the eldest brother said that he would be happy when he got to that big family when he could cook, but it turned out that this was the case, and this reward alone was not good.

Wang Jiuzhi lifted the hem of his shirt, took half a step forward with his right foot, knelt down on his left knee, knelt down with his right leg, and saluted the ladies: "Thank you!" ”

His voice was very rich, and the voice from the dantian was even louder, and his words in a subdued tone seemed to be extremely formal.

This voice attracted the attention of the ladies.

Mrs. Song looked at Rui Xue, who stood up the moment Wang Jiuzhi knelt down, summoned the maid, and whispered in her ear. Soon I heard the loud voice of the mother-in-law at the door: "Mrs. Song rewarded five taels of silver, two pieces of five silk satins, two official brocades, and one yarn." ”

Wang Jiuzhi lifted the hem of his clothes again, knelt down and thanked Mrs. Song.

Ruixue wasn't so excited anymore. She only felt sad that she had never seen such a "glorious" scene. The ladies rewarded the cook's skills, but the father had to kneel down to thank him.

Dad is not their subordinate, why do you have to kneel? They're obviously no longer doing things for others.

Mrs. Song gave out more things than those ladies, although the ladies were a little unhappy, but in terms of financial resources, they were not as big as the Song family.

Mrs. Zhang noticed that Wang Jiu knelt down to Mrs. Song to thank him, and he was very skillful, and he did it in one go, as if he was born to do this.

She couldn't help but nod her head and praised: "He knows the etiquette so well." It seemed that Wang Jiuzhi's courtesy was in line with her heart, and she asked people to reward one or two more pieces of silver.

One lady was obviously more interested in Wang Jiuzhi's origins. Most of the chefs who can be so polite have been in a big place: "Where did Mrs. Song invite this cook?" ”

Mrs. Song looked at Wang Jiuzhi's departing figure, although he straightened his waist, but his back involuntarily bent down, this person is really interesting!

After listening to the lady's question, she smiled and said, "Definitely." What does Madame think of today's banquet? ”

Naturally, the banquet was fine, but the ladies wanted to know where this wonderful cook came from? This cook, Master Song must have spent a lot of money to invite him. How much money can the Song family have, and how powerful Master Song is, they really want to know.

"Since the ladies think it is good, in a few days, I will post again to invite the ladies."

Mrs. Song simply suppressed the curiosity of the ladies, and then enthusiastically sent the ladies away who still had questions.

"Would you like to learn business with me?" At the second gate, Mrs. Song looked at the sedan chair that disappeared at the door, and suddenly asked Rui Xue beside her.

Rui Xue felt that it was very sudden, and before she could swing from the shock of her father's kneeling like a subordinate to thank the ladies for their rewards, she fell into the shock brought to her by Mrs. Song.

She didn't think much of it herself. It's just that I can see the result from the face of Cuiyun, the strange maid beside Mrs. Song. They were surprised, and then there was a deep envy on their faces.

It's envy!

Rui Xue didn't know, she didn't know what business was, if she said that she had a small business with her father, they had done it now; But as for Mrs. Song's business, she doesn't know. Mrs. Song's business seems to be very large, and these ladies are all careful with her, and she has something to fear them.

Although she envied Mrs. Song, she felt that she couldn't do it.

Eventually, she shook her head.

Pity!

Rui Xue saw a pity in Cuiyun's face. Isn't it a pity not to be a student with Mrs. Song?

"Would you like to see your father kneel to others?" Mrs. Song was still looking at the second gate, and the lantern had been hung at the door.

"I don't want to."

Ruixue replied crisply, without a pause. As soon as she saw her father kneeling down, she felt that she was back in front of Second Mrs. Zhao again, and she didn't want to have that memory again.

Mrs. Song got up and walked towards the front yard, and Cuiyun lit a lantern and walked in front to illuminate Mrs. Song. The strange maid was holding Mrs. Song on the side.

"Do you know how this won't happen again?"

"Better than them." When they were weak, Mrs. Zhao shouted, angry, and cursed herself; But when her father pointed a knife at Mrs. Zhao, she was scared, she no longer yelled at her father, and she no longer ridiculed herself. At that time, my father was more powerful than Mrs. Zhao.

However, she and her father could not always hold a knife at someone else.

"Do you know the story of Lü Buwei?"

Lü Buwei, Rui Xue has heard of this person, although Old Lady Zhao likes to read his "Lü's Spring and Autumn", he doesn't like this person, saying that he is not a loyal minister.

"Do you want to learn business with me?" Mrs. Song asked again.

"Wouldn't it be better for me to be my own owner?"

Rui Xue said what she meant, she still didn't want to be like Mrs. Song. She more or less agreed with Sister-in-law Gong's words, she didn't have that much thought, she just wanted to protect herself and her father, and wanted to live peacefully.

Mrs. Song looked at the little girl who had rejected her twice in a row in amazement, and she looked at her again as if she had known this girl for the first time.

She thought she was just like herself. When she was young, she took the initiative to ask her husband for advice, and asked him to teach her how to do business, as long as someone was willing to teach her, she would not give up; But she, in the face of her own request, she actually refused.

She was really different from herself.

"Be your own owner. Also. ”

Mrs. Song muttered. Perhaps this is what a normal businessman thinks, and she, including her husband, is drifting more and more away from their original dreams.

If they hadn't gone that far, the baby in her womb wouldn't have lost two in a row, and they wouldn't have had to spend so much energy moving between people every day.

However, he seems to like it very much. And she seems to like this feeling too.

They're weirdos!

"Daddy!"

Around the corner of the front yard, Ruixue saw her father again, she left Mrs. Song, ran over, and took her father's hand. By this time, my father had changed out of his previous clothes and put on his own clothes again. Ruixue felt that this was her father.

Wang Jiuzhi was a little surprised to see Rui Xue here: "You are here too?" Grandma brought you here? ”

"Yes. Dad, why are you here? Are you done? Let's go back! You're tired, I'll go back and boil hot water for you. ”

Wang Jiuzhi lovingly touched Ruixue's bun, and in the dim candlelight, he saw that his daughter had been dressed today, the clothes were something he had never seen before, and the jewelry on the bun was obviously not theirs, it was given by Mrs. Song.

"It's a beautiful day!"

"Mrs. Song borrowed it from me." Rui Xue turned sideways and pointed at Mrs. Song who came up from behind.

Looking at Mrs. Song who was walking towards her, Wang Jiuzhi turned slightly sideways and saluted Mrs. Song, as if to say to Rui Xue, and as if to explain to Mrs. Song: "Master Song called me over." ”

Mrs. Song said hard to Wang Jiuzhi's forehead, and did not stop at her feet.

However, after only a few steps, Mrs. Song suddenly stopped, turned around, and shot Wang Jiuzhi: "Are you willing to open a restaurant?" The best restaurant in Nanjing? ”

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