The building is full of food and guests.

Mrs. Chi and Zheng Kejun were receiving guests, and Chi Kite and Ji Mingyao were restless.

It wasn't until Ji Mingyao's figure appeared at the door that the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

An An was beside Ji Mingyao and sandwiched a chicken leg with sauce for Ji Tianming, "Brother Tianming, you eat a chicken leg, Aunt Ji is here, you have to eat more." ”

The little girl's hands were soft, her strength was not enough, and seeing that the chicken leg with sauce was about to fall, Ji Tianming stretched out the bowl to catch it.

Subsequently, he dismantled a chicken wing for An An.

"An An should eat quickly, otherwise our mother will come, and we won't be able to eat anything."

Otherwise, the people around you know the most are the ones around you.

Ji Tianming knew the virtue of her mother, and she fought with the medicine boss for a bite back then.

In the face of eating, what respects the old and loves the young, noble character, does not exist.

Ji Mingyao was about to feast, but before she got close to the table, she was pulled by Mrs. Chi to entertain the guests.

As the protagonist, how could she sit down and eat and drink in peace.

In this way, Ji Mingyao was pulled from side to side with a hungry stomach and laughed and toasted.

Mrs. Chi really likes Ji Mingyao and wants to introduce her to the people in the family.

The ones who came this time were all friends with the Chi family, or with her mother's family.

Ji Mingyao thought that there were only a few people at the table, but she didn't expect Mrs. Chi to call so many people.

At this table, she was tired.

When he returned to the main table and sat down, before he picked up the chopsticks, Wang Fatzi came over again.

"Miss Ji, let's talk about the private room upstairs."

Ji Mingyao sighed deeply, put down her chopsticks and followed Wang Fatzi into the private room.

Unexpectedly, there was a separate table in the private room.

Wang Fatzi gave a gesture of please, "I know that Miss Ji must be hungry, so I specially prepared a table for the girl, and we talked while eating, I don't know what the girl thinks?" ”

Ji Mingyao gave him a satisfied look, "Shopkeeper Wang is worthy of being an old man for many years, and he is doing things properly." ”

After the two sat down, they began to talk. ，

Wang Fatzi didn't prepare wine, so he poured Ji Mingyao a cup of tea.

"Miss Ji, how should the Gongsun family deal with it?"

Ji Mingyao took a bite of fried tender beef, "It's the same cooperation as before, but the transaction price is doubled." ”

Wang Fatzi nodded, "Then the information of Lingtong Pavilion can still be sold to the Gongsun family?" ”

Lingtong Pavilion? What is it?

Seeing Ji Mingyao's confused face, Wang Fatzi was a little surprised.

"Didn't the owner tell the girl that in addition to being a restaurant, Shimanlou also has the name of Lingtong Pavilion that buys and sells news?"

Ha?

Is there such a saying?

Ji Mingyao swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty and poured himself a sip of tea.

"Is the water so deep in the building? Aren't you robbing the world's No. 1 deal? ”

Wang Fatzi said with a smile: "The girl is joking, everyone eats according to their own skills." ”

Ji Mingyao really didn't expect that Shimanlou would still do information business, and Chef Zhang didn't explain it to her at that time.

If she had known, she would have entrusted Wang Fatzi to investigate Ji Fufu's affairs.

But it's not too late to know, and there are other things to know.

"You can't offend a big customer by offending anyone. The Gongsun family lacks everything, but there is no shortage of money, and the shopkeeper Wang does not need to be polite. ”

Compared with the first village in the world, Ji Mingyao is obviously closer to Shimanlou.

"Shopkeeper Wang, it just so happens that I have something to ask."

She took out the Tianshui Qingming Sword and put it on the table.

"Can the king's shopkeeper know this sword?"

Wang Fatzi naturally knew him, and the news of this sword was still sold by him to the Gongsun family.

"Isn't this Shui Qingming Sword Gongsun Jin's sword? How could it be in the hands of the girl? ”

"Spoils of war."

Ji Mingyao explained the source in a simple sentence.

"This day, the Shui Qingming Sword was cut by me once, and Gongsun Jin repaired it, but I think it's a little strange, it seems to be able to absorb the power of the blood veins in the human body and repair itself, like a living thing."

Wang Fatzi was shocked, "What the girl said is true?" ”