On Zhengyang Street, a gorgeous carriage slowly approached Saifan Tower, and Fu Bo was wearing a straw hat and yawning on the side of the carriage.

The car was flat and stable, and the warm tent in the car behind him was overflowing with the fragrance of tea.

"Sister Yao'er tasted the wax noodle tea I just bought from Dongting Tea House, this tea has the beauty of agarwood, the taste of musk, order tea in the bowl, if the batik is clear, you can not usually buy it." The one who spoke was a girl of about seventeen or eighteen, with ten slender fingers and gentle like water, sitting on a cushion and pinching the teapot to introduce Han Yuyao to the tea leaves in front of her.

The tea soup was cloudy, and the fragrance filled the carriage.

Han Yuyao frowned slightly.

She used to like to taste all kinds of tea soup with her girlfriends, but now under Yun Feng's care for three years, she has inexplicably lost a little interest in tea soup.

Subconsciously spoke: "Although this tea soup is good, it is a little less gentlemanly, and the more things you add, the less tea fragrance." ”

The friend in the boudoir looked at Han Yuyao in surprise: "Sister Yao'er, didn't you love this wax noodle tea the most before?" Do you still say that this is the first class in the world? ”

Han Yuyao sighed: "Alas, Sister Qingping, I have been bedridden for three years, and my taste has really changed a little. ”

Gently tasting the wax noodle tea, Wei Qingping enjoyed it: "The taste of this tea soup is really mellow and fragrant, and it has a musky aroma, and the lips and teeth are fragrant." ”

Han Yuyao took it over and sniffed: "I still want to simply drink the fragrance of the tea itself, such a tea fragrance, it is easy to cover up the taste of food." ”

That being said, please take a few sips.

Hearing Han Yuyao say this, Wei Qingping was reluctant in her heart, and said a little angrily: "Then I'm afraid I won't be blessed to enjoy the food in the world today, Sister Yao'er has drunk my tea soup." ”

But I heard Han Yuyao continue: "It's okay today, Yun Feng has prepared a table of fragrant food, which is good at suppressing the peculiar smell, according to him, this method is called thick oil red sauce, the most delicious meal." ”

"Hmph, I want to see what is delicious here, so that Sister Yao'er can praise it so much." Wei Qingping snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Just looking at Han Yuyao vigorously in the carriage, this heavenly lady of Xiangzhou is now like a little daughter-in-law of a small family, opening her mouth and closing Yunfeng's mouth.

Get on the wrong side of somebody.

The carriage got closer and closer, and when it reached the outside of the Saifan Tower, a lively scene surprised Fauber.

The street with eight carriages walking side by side is now crowded with people.

Usually the store is opened, always the dignitaries congratulate, the people dare not go, today is different, today's people are extra.

One by one, the Xiangzhou laborers dressed in short clothes, or the coachman, or the peddler, or the pawn, were all among them, and one by one they were crowded at the door of the South Goods Store.

Dozens of people quietly surrounded the corner of the shop, and the person in the middle held a water scoop as if he was afraid that others would snatch it.

On the other hand, at the entrance of Saifan Tower, the lanterns are colorful, and the red cloth covers the signboard of Saifan Tower, and the hundred-year-old signboard is covered under silk.

At this time, the store is full of aroma, and the street is full of meat.

Ordinary peddlers and pawns, the honest people in Xiangzhou sucked the smell fiercely at the door of the store, but they didn't dare to take a step in.

The main store in the world is not something that people like them can enter, and those who really have identity have gone to Babaolou, who let them have a chef from Baifan Building in Bianliang City.

In this way, no one dared to ask the price in the store for a while.

Fauber drove the carriage to the door of the shop.

Han Yuyao and Wei Qingping, the two ladies of the sky, got out of the car together, and immediately attracted a lot of attention.

"Uncle, Miss, I brought it to you, let's drive to the backyard." Fu Bo greeted Yun Feng and drove the carriage directly to the backyard.

They are all grooms in the family, Yun Feng waved his hand, and then stepped forward to help Han Yuyao: "Yuyao, you are here, who is this?" ”

Han Yuyao introduced her best friend: "This is my close friend, Wei Qingping, the Wei family cloth village in our city is opened by their family." ”

Yun Feng hurriedly welcomed: "It turned out to be Miss Qingping, please forgive me if you don't greet you well when you open today, the store has prepared refreshments, and I will serve you food later." ”

Wei Qingping pulled Han Yuyao: "I want to taste what Yuyao has praised so many times is like." ”

As she spoke, she pulled Han Yuyao and walked inside.

Yun Feng smiled and beckoned Han Wenyuan to come over.

Then continue to wait for the guests to arrive.

The young man from the south store opposite looked at Yun Feng angrily and glared at Yun Feng.

Yun Feng was idle waiting for the guests, so he naturally looked at him twice.

Suddenly, the young man pointed at Yun Feng and said, "Don't stare at Lao Tzu, don't you know what connections you have as a son-in-law?" The restaurant opened without even a single customer, and it was a laughing person. ”

At this time, a carriage came, the old horses pulled by the carriage looked a little old, the car was not big, but it was decorated with a bit of style, and the biggest problem was that it was a little old.

The carriage didn't even have a groom, so it staggered over.

"Phew~"

"Boom~" The old horse stopped his hooves and stood at the door of the restaurant and snorted.

As soon as the car stopped, the young man opposite felt that his face was hot and a little dazed.

Does this son-in-law really have a guest?

But when he saw the people in the car, he almost laughed.

Then he saw the carriage stop, and out of it came a young man.

The young man's washed white clothes, the cloth shoes with thousands of soles under his feet, I don't know where to get a folding fan, I don't know whose naughty child wrote a "Song of the Goose" by Luo Bing Wang on it.

Looking at the people who came, Yun Feng received him on the principle that the visitor was a guest: "The third brother is welcome to come to the party, and it really has to be his own family to give face." ”

This Han Cong had a disgusted expression on his face: "The rent of Saifan Building has not been paid yet, and I am here to collect the rent." ”

Yun Feng didn't bother to talk to him: "The family doesn't talk to each other, what rent is not rent, hurry into the house and prepare food for you." ”

didn't hear the money, Han Cong said angrily: "Yun Feng, don't be embarrassed, I'm here to ask for an account today." ”

Yun Feng greeted: "Wen Yuan, hurry up and drive the third brother's carriage to the backyard." ”

Then he said to Han Cong: "I'm about to open a business, if you want this money, go and stay inside and don't make trouble for me, otherwise you don't want to get a copper plate." ”

Han Wenyuan, who had just come back, stood next to him with his arms crossed, as if he was going to make a move at any time.

When Han Cong heard the money, he glanced at Han Wenyuan, who wanted to do it, and suddenly lost a little temper: "Okay, I'll wait, it's easy to say anything if you have money, but you can't do it if you don't have money." ”

As he spoke, he snorted coldly and went directly into the Saifan Building.

Han Wenyuan looked at Han Cong's appearance and said disdainfully: "Uncle, you just take care of him superfluously, you don't know what virtue Sanfang has?" ”

Staring at Han Cong entering, Yun Feng said: "Let's open today and don't worry about him, you go and send him back in the carriage, and arrange some food, our family's signature Dongpo meat is good, let him order two." ”

Han Wenyuan's eyes rolled, and he said smartly: "Uncle, are you sure he can give money?" ”

Yun Feng's face was straight: "Wenyuan, we are opening a store, the real price is clear, and the money is given for dinner, which is justified." ”

"Okay, I'll be right away." Han Wenyuan instantly comprehended Yun Feng's arrangement, and led the old horse to the backyard.