Chapter 103: Catch the Thief Who Plagiarized

What is it? Shen Bishu looked at it twice and finally had some eyebrows. Smelling the smell of this ink, it should have just been written, but I'm afraid that Fu Qianshu thought of the idea of making money again. Listening to Lianye say that the auspicious snack shop is full of customers every day, this Fu Qianshu's waist bag must be bulging.

Although there is an order in this dynasty that people from official families are not allowed to make money from the business circle, however, who would think that there is a lot of silver? Many of the adults and ladies in the high gate are secretly doing this business through people outside, so that they will not violate the order, and they can have a lot of income, so why not?

It's just that I didn't expect that this Fu Qianshu was faster than anyone else, and even the store was opened.

Shen Bishu's jealousy could not be relieved, and even the bird's nest rewarded by the prince felt that it was nothing compared to Fu Qianshu's small shop.

She memorized the recipe for the soup and put it back under her pillow as if nothing had happened. After returning to Lianqing Temple, she wrote down what she had written in her head, and asked Lianye to visit the auspicious snack shop tomorrow to see if it would sell soup or something.

At this time, it was said that Mrs. Fu was here. Shen Bishu thought about it for a while, and knew that Fu Yan was asking her about Shen Qian's military salary, because she was also prepared.

Fu Yan came in angrily, pointed at Shen Bishu's nose and said, "If you want to deal with Fu Qianshu, you can deal with it, why don't you have to deal with Shen Qian?" ”

Shen Bishu is also afraid of her, people, she always has to plan for herself. She didn't want to calculate her brother-in-law, but it was a shortcut to use him to deal with Fu Qianshu, no, the prince began to snub Fu Qianshu.

"Fu Yan, anyway, Shen Qian doesn't like you, why don't you reconcile with him and find another marriage?"

When Fu Yan heard her say such a thing, she swallowed the firecracker. When Shen Qian returned home, he was punished by his father and grounded, and he asked him to find out that he said that he received a message from Fu Qianshu, saying that she was a little short of money, and asked him to meet at the auspicious snack shop, so he hurried there, who knew that he was caught by the king of Jin.

Originally, it was inappropriate for the two to meet in private, but it was also involved in the matter of military salaries. Her father-in-law, General Shen, was once ridiculed for saying that his son relied on a woman to raise money, so he moved out of the family to face Shen Qian.

It frustrated her. The father-in-law originally favored the concubine, if it weren't for Shen Qian's mother's strong mother's family, he would have raised the concubine as a flat wife a long time ago. Shen Bishu and her younger brother are General Shen's most beloved children, but they are afraid that Shen Qian's future will be bleak.

The more Fu Yan thought about it, the colder her heart became, even if Shen Qian didn't like her, the two of them didn't have the reality of being a husband and wife, but Shen Bishu was playing tricks like this, she wouldn't give up.

"Shen Bishu, don't think I can't see what you're up to. Do you want to kill two birds with one stone, not only to deal with Fu Qianshu, but also to pull Shen Qian down by the way, do you think that in this way, your mother will be able to ascend to the throne, and you can also become a concubine? Hehehe, just this little fire, I dare to dream of spring and autumn. What kind of character is your mother, the whole Yan Kyoto knows, I want to be the general's wife, and I will live in the next life. And you, think you can be a princess except for Fu Qianshu? Let me tell you, whether you have Fu Qianshu or not, you can only be a concubine, just like your mother. ”

Fu Yan's words caught the pain in Shen Bishu's heart. A gloomy color flashed in her eyes, and then she couldn't bear to slap Fu Yan: "Do you think that Shen Qianba will be able to sit firmly in the position of his wife by carrying the sedan chair to welcome you?" As long as Shen Qian is down, you can't even compare to a room! ”

Fu Yan also couldn't swallow this breath, and reached out to pinch Shen Bishu: "There is only one wife, you have the ability to try to be the wife of the King of Jin." ”

The two twisted together, uncompromising with each other, so frightened that Lianye called the lotus and the two maids outside, and finally separated the two who were fighting together.

Fu Yan's hair was messy, and there was a scratch on her face, and Shen Bishu was not much better than her, her makeup was all gone, and her hands were injured.

"Dare to do it to me in the Jin Palace, Fu Yan, our Jinlan relationship will stop, I will take my Yangguan Road in the future, and you will take your single-plank bridge."

Shen Bishu snorted and scolded, so aggrieved that she burst into tears. From childhood to adulthood, who would dare to start with her like this?

Fu Yan sneered: "This is what I wanted to say. What you want to do to my husband in the future, you should think about it clearly, otherwise don't blame me for not reminding you if something happens. For a perfidious woman like you, I wish you a speedy search for bliss. ”

It was a curse that she died earlier. With such vicious words, Shen Bishu was so angry that her eyes were red from crying.

And Fu Yan's eyes are also slightly red, she had a fight with Shen Bishu today, and she has to fight to the death for her husband in the future, with you and without me, she was blind in the past, thinking that she could be a best friend for a lifetime with the same background as Shen Bishu, but it turned out that people had long looked down on her.

After Fu Yan left, Shen Bishu washed away the embarrassment of her body, and only then did she have time to think about how to dispose of Fu Qianshu's recipe for the health soup.

Didn't Fu Qianshu want to make a lot of money? She's going to be ruined. Thinking about it, she asked Lianye to go to a store on Furong Street to find a person named Pei Shan.

Pei Shan is the son of a handkerchief in her mother's hometown, because his mother died early, he came to Beijing to live, and his mother saw that he was pitiful, but he helped a lot.

If the recipe for Fu Qianshu's health soup is given to Pei Shan, you can imagine how difficult it is for Fu Qianshu to do this business. She must be ahead of Fu Qianshu.

Lotus Ye was ordered, so he secretly went out of the house with his things and went to Furong Street. Pei Shan's shop sells baked cakes, I thought that Pei Shan would have a vulgar taste of a countryman, but I didn't expect that it would be a Sven student, with a face as white as paper, if she didn't know that he was a countryman, she would not believe it.

Lianye blushed shyly, and handed over the things ordered by the master to Pei Shan, Pei Shan opened it and looked at it, his eyes lit up, and the face was more spiritual, so good-looking.

Pei Shan immediately wrote a reply letter for Lianye to take back, only saying that he would leave this matter to him.

And Qian Shuyou here didn't know that the health soup she had just come up with was preempted by others. By the time the recipe for her health soup reached Miss Nawen's hands, the bakery on Furong Street had already started its first day of soup business.

After each soup was cooked, he invited the painter on the street to follow the painting, and then wrote brilliant words according to the soup on the painting, and hung it on the front of the shop, and the people who came and went were really attracted.

Since the first guest drank the soup, he didn't have to worry about someone coming to the door, and the gross profit of a bowl of soup was more than five baked cakes, Pei Shan wanted to go, or he still accepted the business of baked cakes, and directly changed the name to call it a soup restaurant, anyway, he sold two to three bowls of soup every day, and he didn't worry about no income, even if he saved enough, he could buy poetry books for exam preparation.

Thinking so, he inscribed it himself and framed it, and since then there has been no "Pei Ji Baked Cake", but there is a particularly fresh "Pei Sheng Soup Restaurant".

Because Qianshu was locked up in the mansion by He Dongfeng and couldn't get out, she didn't know anything about the bubbling soup restaurant outside. After waiting for a few days without the final payment from Miss Wen, she couldn't sit still.

"Zhuxiang, you go and find out what's going on. Something must be wrong. ”

Qianshu paced back and forth waiting for Zhuxiang, but she didn't come back for a long time, and she was even more anxious.

After most of the day, Zhuxiang returned to the palace, and without saying a word, he took a cup and poured a few cups of tea before stopping.

"Master, something is wrong. The slave maid went to find the eldest lady of the Wen family, she closed the door and disappeared, and the housekeeper actually asked people to drive the slave and maid, and even the slave and maid were not allowed to stand at the gate of the Wen Mansion. The slave and maid hid in the alley and guarded, and finally waited for Miss Wen to return to the house for a long time, and the slave and maid rushed forward, but Miss Wen looked at the slave and maid with white eyes, and said that the vertical child was not enough and conspiracy, and the slave and maid did not know what it meant, so she said that she would ask the maid next to Miss Wen, and she said that she wanted to know and went to Furong Street to see. ”

Hibiscus Street? Isn't that the street in front of the auspicious snack shop? What's wrong?

Zhuxiang continued: "The slave maid listened to her words and went to Furong Street, and she was stunned. I don't know when I opened a Pei Sheng soup restaurant, and the business was so prosperous that the ten pots of soup were sold to the point that there were no scum left, and there were still people clamoring to wait. The proprietor was a white-faced scholar, who looked like a scholar who didn't look like a trader, but like a scholar. The slave asked him where the soup came from, and he laughed and said that it was helped by a superior person. The slave asked him if there were any other soups besides the ten soups, and he replied that there were eleven soups, and he kept one for himself. ”

Qianshu was so angry in his heart after listening to it. Eleven soup, isn't it just buy ten get one free? The name of the soup that Zhuxiang told her was exactly the same as what she wrote, which showed that the idea was plagiarized by someone, and he walked in front of her and opened a soup restaurant.

No wonder Miss Nawen didn't give a good face and didn't pay the final payment, thinking that she sold a formula twice. If it were her, I was afraid that there would be a big fuss. However, the recipes for these soups were obviously given to Miss Wen, so how did the surnamed Pei get them? What went wrong?

"Zhuxiang, when you deliver the letter, do you pass through other people's hands? Or is it for people to see? ”

Zhuxiang said that she has always been careful and will never be seen.

In this way, I can't figure out which link went wrong. Could it be a mistake after handing it over to Miss Wen?

However, no matter who leaked it now, the first thing to do is how to solve it. She accepted half of Miss Wen's silver, and naturally she had to return it, and for the sake of future cooperation, she had to give a way to deal with the aftermath.

Qianshu didn't dare to relax, and immediately laid out the paper to write the other ten recipes of health soup, with the recipes of the two soups, and explained to Zhuxiang and Miss Wen that the previous ten were stolen, and she would catch the person.

Zhuxiang didn't dare to pause and went out of the house again.

In order to catch the person who stole the idea, Qianshu scribbled a recipe again, stuffed it under the pillow, and then left the West Wing under an excuse, but in fact she did not go far, but hid in the corner.

However, on this day, there were no strange people coming to the West Wing. She didn't give up, and the next day she did the same. Finally waited for the thief on the fourth day, Shen Bishu.

I saw her tiptoe into Qianshu's room, picked up the pillow familiarly, took the formula pressed underneath, and then memorized, and after all the notes were written, she finally put the formula back in place, pressed it with the pillow, and did everything unconsciously.