The shopkeeper of Fumanlou was stunned, listening to their conversation, the child did not deceive him, could it be that all the Song Ji lo-mei supplied by the Fumanlou branch in the Great Zhou Dynasty was really made by the beautiful lady in front of him?

In addition, what is the meaning of "pit his father's silver"? This sentence is very contradictory, the boss behind Fumanlou is very mysterious, he has been the shopkeeper here for three years, and he has never seen the big boss, can it be said that the lady in front of him knows the boss of Fumanlou?

"Little master, you see that you have already sold the recipe to others, if I buy it again, it will not be authentic, if you have other recipes, the dishes made are delicious, I will definitely buy them."

The shopkeeper's exquisiteness is clear, and in the afternoon the letter named and thanked him to go to the Yuelai Inn opposite to invite a family of three in front of him, presumably he has a close relationship with the owner of the token, and no one can offend the person in front of him, he tried his best to please, and said more good things and would not die, so the whole cheek of laughter was stiff, and it was not easy.

"Well, what you said makes sense, wait a minute, I'll ask my mother, if not, don't be discouraged."

"Okay, okay, thank you for the little master's concern, I am very grateful."

Hey, I'll go, it's even more difficult to deal with this little young master than it is to deal with Governor Wei.

led people to the third floor, the decoration of the private room is almost the same as that of Yuxian Fuman Building, it seems that Mu Qingao will enjoy it, and he will not forget to leave a place for himself to stay wherever he goes.

"Why did the boss invite us to dinner? Qingao, have you revealed your identity? ”

As soon as she entered the house, the fragrance of flowers was fragrant, and Song Qingyun walked quickly to the two pots of white flowers on the windowsill, which were probably precious varieties, but unfortunately she was short-sighted and couldn't see the reason, but she had to live up to the shopkeeper's heart.

Looking around, the room was cleaned up, and there were exquisite tableware on the huge round table, and there were more than ten sets of them.

"Why is there anyone else coming?"

Mu Qingao nodded and looked at her with a smile.

Song Qingyun comprehended, walked up to him excitedly and asked in a low voice, "Yes...... Is it the Jiang family? ”

"Hmm!"

Song Qingyun couldn't help but beat his chest, "You are very bad, didn't you plan it a long time ago?" I've been worried for so long. ”

"I'm sorry, I made a temporary decision after I learned that you went to the Jiang family."

Thinking that this is only one street away from the Yuelai Inn, Wei Daqiang is yin and yang, if they know that Mu Qingao is here to feast Mr. Hong Ya's family, will they find trouble with the Jiang family in the future?

"If Wei Daqiang dares to set fire to the inn, he has to be prepared to lose his head, and he can provoke me, but the people he wants to deal with, including you and Doubao, are unbearable."

Song Qingyun's heart sank, she never expected that Mu Qingao would be angry because of herself.

"But do you have a plan? If it's because I've made things out of my control, I'll blame myself. ”

"Of course, a lady must believe in her husband's ability and ability."

"Of course I believe, and I never doubted it, but I was just afraid that you would be attacked on both sides, and don't forget that there is also the owner of the monkey, who will not give up."

"It's okay, come one to fight one, come two to fight a pair, if you want to kill King Jing of the Great Zhou, the crime they bear is enough for them to drink a pot."

It was the prince's party that forced Mu Qingao to embark on the road of resistance, if he didn't fight back, he would be clamped to death, it was better to take the opportunity to break his teeth one by one, and in the end, let him have no one to use, and taste what it is like to be a "lonely person".

After waiting for less than a cup of tea, there was a sound of small footsteps in the corridor, Su Yi stood by the door, looked out, opened the door, and Mr. Hong Ya came in tremblingly with the support of Jiang Yijun, and was about to kneel down with a "poof".

Mu Qingao hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, there was a trace of unnaturalness on his clear face, although he was a prince, but he couldn't afford to let his grandfather kneel on him.

"Sir doesn't have to make this big gift."

At this time, Mr. Hong Ya looked up again, and he was already in tears and excited.

What happened on this day was enough to make him more than ten years old. He saw his grandson, whom he missed day and night, and touched him with flesh and blood, and even if he was asked to die now, he was willing.

No, you can't die, and you can't die when you see your grandson. In the afternoon, Song Qingyun told him about Mu Qingao's situation, and he secretly made up his mind that if anything unfavorable to Mu Qingao was done in the palace again, even if he took the entire Jiang family this time, he would not hesitate to do so.

"Grandfather, please take a seat."

Mu Qingao respectfully helped the old man to his seat, he beckoned to Qingyun and Doubao, and the two stood beside him with serious faces.

"Please ask your grandfather to be worshiped by your nephew, nephew, daughter-in-law, and great-grandson."

"Oh, this can't be done, this can't be done." Mr. Hong Ya hurriedly wanted to help them up, but was stopped by Mu Qingao.

The three of them respectfully knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the old man three times, and at this time there was already a faint cry in the room.

Jiang Yijun's son, daughter-in-law, and grandson were all sobbing quietly.

Song Qingyun couldn't stand this kind of touching scene when her relatives met, she became an orphan at the age of eleven in her era, and she was accompanied by her father all the time before, so she could understand the Jiang family's mood at this time.

She quietly pulled her plain clothes out, leaving time and space to them, and explained to the shopkeeper in the corridor what dishes to serve.

"I'll make these two dishes, do you think it's okay for the shopkeeper?"

Cook?

Generally speaking, the kitchen in the restaurant is not borrowed, but there is an unwritten rule in Fumanlou that if guests want to show off their cooking skills, they can borrow it, but if the dishes are new, they must leave the recipe after leaving, which will be counted as a reward.

What Song Qingyun wanted to do was ordinary home-cooked food, and remembered that the little boy said with disgust on his face that the chef's white-cut chicken was not as good as his mother's, and the shopkeeper's mind came alive.

"Yes, ma'am, please."

Saying that, he took her to the back kitchen, fortunately, there were not many guests at this time, and the stove was enough, Qingyun chose a pot in the far corner and began to cook her dishes.

When the people in the kitchen saw the shopkeeper bring a lady in to cook, they wanted to sneak a few glances to learn the craft, but they were dressed plainly with a coffin face, as if others owed her a lot of silver, with a terrifying look of "If you get close to me, I will kill you".

Soon Qingyun made two dishes, in fact, there was no secret, she just wanted to cook a meal for Mr. Hong Ya.

Waiting for the food to be served, Song Qingyun washed his hands and came out of the back kitchen, and saw Wei Daqiang sitting by the window in the lobby, his eyes were cloudy, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with a sneer.

She looked away and pulled her plain clothes upstairs.

Wei Daqiang watched her go up to the third floor, the fierceness in his eyes became more obvious, kicked away the stool, threw a few broken silver on the table, and left Fumanlou with people.

The shopkeeper secretly wiped a cold sweat, and it seemed that Wei Daqiang was on the same page as the adult on the third floor.

What to do? Taizhou Mansion is the world of the Wei family, what will he do if Wei Daqiang brings someone to smash it?