Lan Yuncong looked at the 30 chickens on the board and had an illusion.

Are you going to open a fried chicken restaurant?

One day, when the system doesn't give me money, I will open a fried chicken restaurant, and we will have to make a lot of money!

Just chopping the chicken into pieces requires the help of several people. Mo Zhengxuan and Wan Yan are on the battlefield, and the men can't always be idle.

Lan Yuncong is responsible for making seasonings and sauces.

The point is that there are too many people waiting to be fed, and if there are only two people to eat, it will take such a big formation!

There are a lot of people, and the throughput is too large!

Just the sauces, you need a big pot of each!

Fortunately, Lan Yuncong does not worry about the materials...

"The original fried chicken is ready! If you can't eat spicy, let's eat this first. ”

A large pot of original fried chicken came out of the pot, and everyone was snatched up in an instant!

Then out of the pot, then grab the light.

In the end, there was a pot of sweet and spicy, Bai Qingfeng said, "Second sister, this pot has to be made for my father and mother, otherwise it will be gone... ”

He lit the fire, closest to the pot, and always asked him to taste each pot first, and after a few pots, he tasted almost full.

I have to think about my father and mother, and those two people are also greedy!

"Okay, big brother, take half of this pot for my aunt and uncle."

The rest of the people also ate very much, two chickens per person, and the lady really couldn't eat it.

But there is still room for men.

"Men, if you can't eat enough, let's cook dumplings and eat them."

Lan Yuncong was frightened by this group of hungry wolves.

Especially those maids, it's so surprising, there are two chickens per capita, in fact, I still want to eat, but I just look at the last pot, I'm embarrassed to grab it again.

Bai Qingfeng took half a pot of fried chicken and went to share it with his parents.

Those who stayed were embarrassed to say that they couldn't eat enough.

Lan Yuncong divided the last half of the pot into two pieces for each person, and then turned off the fire and rested.

"Brother Wanyan, I still owe you a private meal, you can think about it when you have time, what do you want to eat, I'll make you some tricks."

Lan Yuncong still remembered that on the way here, several of them fought the landlord to win or lose.

"Okay, Miss Blue, I haven't forgotten either."

The battle must not be forgotten.

Then Mo Zhengxuan didn't forget it, I'm afraid that they will mention it!

He also thought that it would be better for everyone to be busy, so he got busy.

Do you want to let Xiaolan be alone with that Wanyan Zhan, this is okay?

My little blue is so charming!

"I've been so busy lately, Xiaolan, don't force yourself too much."

Mo Zhengxuan tried to persuade Xiaolan that there are some things that can be done without saying that.

"It's okay, Your Highness, I have more energy!" I didn't say half a sentence, but in fact, isn't there still Your Highness when the energy is insufficient?

Mo Zhengxuan also knew that this Xiaolan, what he wanted to do, he probably couldn't stop it.

"Thank you, Miss Lan, if there is anything I want to eat, or if I can't think of it, you can arrange it."

Wanyan Zhan, a tough guy, is so gentle when he sees Lan Yuncong.

"Good! Let's just arrange it after their cooking class. "Lan Yuncong is afraid that the emperor will arrange for them to go to Jiangnan again if he doesn't know which day, and this matter will not be realized after a long time...

The lively Yan Garden finally quieted down.

The south wing room is Xiaoyunliu and Yan Yanran, one person and one room.

This time, Yanyuan was finally full.

Before Mo Zhengxuan left, he hinted to Xiaolan and went back to wait for her.

Lan Yuncong finally stewed another pot of beef in the pot, leaving a fire in the stove, and when he got up tomorrow morning, the meat should be marinated.

In the quiet night, Lan Yuncong still has to monitor every day to see if there are any unusual movements around.

Everything was as usual tonight, and I heard Mo Rongjia and his wife reminiscing about the fried chicken they ate tonight.

"This little blue is really a treasure from heaven to my lacquer dynasty! I really hope that our wind can have this blessing, my emperor's brother doesn't pay attention to me, but I can pay attention to it... ”

Lan Yuncong heard that Mo Rongjia was anxiously waiting for Bai Qingfeng's pursuit of his results, so he simply didn't listen.

Just as he was about to turn off the tailwind ear, he suddenly heard a familiar voice sound: "Ask to see General Lan!" Meet General Blue! ”

The old Taoist priest Hu Jiu is crazy.

Lan Yuncong flew out of the princess's mansion.

"Lao Hu! I'm coming! ”

"General Blue! That.. I have one in the shop! ”

Hu Jiu, the little old man, is still embarrassed to say, this Qinglou...

"Tell me what's going on."

Lan Yuncong was very interested in how this business could do in the capital.

In my own time and space, there was a legend of the Eight Great Hutongs.

I don't know if it's that kind of scale here.

In this era, this industry is not prohibited.

"General Lan, I met an old man who was about to transfer this shop... Boss, she said she wanted to go back to the countryside and find someone to take over. ”

"It's called Yihongyuan."

Good guys, this name, what a familiar taste!

"There are several well-known ones in the courtyard... Girl, she is very famous in the capital. ”

"What's it called?" Lan Yuncong suddenly became interested.

"Tang Hongyu, Lin Xiaolu, Zheng Wenjun, Fu Qiuniang, these four people are called the four beauties of the Qinglou in Beijing. It's all in Yihong Courtyard. ”

"These four people are all beautiful and talented."

Lan Yuncong listened, good guy, Lao Hu is indeed very hardworking, did he buy the best Qinglou in the capital?

"Is there enough money? Would you like to get you some more? ”