Thinking that it was a cold night, Su Man's heart was inexplicably warm and very happy.

She thought that Childe had long forgotten herself, and she had long since forgotten the people and things here.

It turned out that he still remembered himself.

It turned out that he asked Feng Tianche to come over to see if he was being bullied.

It turned out that although he didn't say anything when he left, he cared about himself in his heart.

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It turned out that knowing that he still remembered himself, Su Man had never been happy and surprised.

"Dead girl, what are you smiling at?" Feng Tianche said, reaching over and shaking it in front of Su Man.

Su Man came back to his senses at this time, and the joy on his face couldn't be hidden: "For the sake of you who came to see us for a long time, my sister personally cooked a delicious meal for you." ”

Feng Tianche was shocked, and when he reacted, Su Man had already run into the house: "Dead girl, who are you sister, the master doesn't have a sister." Ah San, this girl's head was not squeezed by the door, how can she change her face faster than turning a book. ”

Just now, Su Man looked like he was going to eat himself, but now he has to cook for himself to eat, which is too flattering.

"Childe, there are no traces of injuries on the face of the man." Ah San replied truthfully, he didn't understand how Su Man could suddenly change so much.

"Whatever, as long as there is something delicious, it's not in vain that Young Master Ben will run this trip himself. By the way, Ah San, you go out and find a villager to inquire casually, and see if no one has come to bully the dead girl in the past few days? Feng Tianche sat leisurely and commanded.

"Yes, young master."

After a while, Su Man came over with a plate of dessert: "How about trying this?" ”

Feng Tianche took the spoon next to him and scooped it up, and then put it in his mouth: "It tastes good, slippery, cool, and a little sweet, what is this dead girl?" ”

"Double skin custard, I developed it myself, what do you think if it is put in Fumanju?" Suman asked.

"Of course you can, the master has eaten the things of Fumanju for so many years, and he has never seen this." Feng Tianche replied truthfully.

"Cheng, then when the market comes, I'll go to the shopkeeper of Fumanju."

Feng Tianche raised his eyebrows: "Dead girl, why do you have to sell it to Fumanju?" ”

"Or else?" Suman asked.

"Since you can cook so much delicious food, the master is also idle, why don't you open a restaurant and we will cooperate and earn five or five cents?" Feng Tianche asked.

Although he didn't want to see Su Man's arrogant son, he had to admit that Su Man was indeed very talented in making money.

"So you have experience running a restaurant?" Suman asked.

"Nope."

"Then do you know how a restaurant chooses a location, decorates, and locates the price of dishes, and what chef to invite?"

"I don't know."

"Then you are still honest as your eldest young master, I am afraid that I will smash my signboard if I cooperate with you." Suman outright refused.

"Dead girl, is you so shocking, can't the master learn, besides, there are a bunch of people under the master, can't you just take out a few to manage?" Feng Tianche retorted.

"When you learn, the daylilies are cold, and the people under you are never yourself, if they make false accounts and cut corners, can you see it?"

Feng Tianche's face was frustrated: "The old man is an idle master who has achieved nothing, so he has been spoiling the son born to the concubine, and now the master has been bullied to the top of his head by those two drama spirits, and he has no chance to turn over, is the dead girl really so bad?" ”