After Brother Zhan came back, Zhan Qingyue came up with this idea.
"Second brother, our hot pot and barbecue business is already saturated. If we want to make our business bigger and stronger, we still have to develop outward."
Zhan Qingyue had a flattering smile on her face, not because she was worried that her second brother would disagree, but because she wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to send her second brother and Cuizhu out together.
If the second sister-in-law's matter is settled when they come back, wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?
She was planning in her mind and made the decision directly: "Second brother, if the eldest brother can't leave, we will have to trouble you and Cuizhu to expand our business overseas!"
Zhan Qingyue cupped her hands towards the two of them.
Second brother Zhang hurriedly waved his hand and said politely: "Why are you meeting with second brother? The journey is not far. Cuizhu and I will go back to pack up and set off later."
Just after dinner, Brother Zhan drove the carriage and took Cuizhu to the capital.
Not long after leaving the city, he unexpectedly encountered Jie Dao.
Brother Zhan wiped his nose, picked up a hatchet and shouted at Cuizhu in the carriage: "Cuizhu, if you are guilty of calamity, hide inside and don't come out, I will protect you."
Cuizhu felt warm in her heart after hearing this, but with a dagger in her hand, she raised the curtain of the carriage and went out to kill him.
"Let's get together!"
After a hard fight, the robber fell to the ground. Brother Zhan and Cuizhu were covered in blood and their clothes were in tatters. They were back to back, like Shura walking from hell.
"Cui Zhu, are you okay?"
"Second brother, are you okay?"
The two of them heard each other's same greetings, looked at each other and smiled, their eyes filled with stars, and their two hearts unconsciously leaned together.
Zhan Qingyue, who was busy at the hot pot shop, waited for two days in a row but did not wait for Zhan Er and others to come back.
Ordinarily, if we go to the capital quickly enough, we can walk several times a day.
It's been two days, no matter whether things work out or not, there should be some news.
Zhan Qingyue complained in her heart that this was not good in ancient times. There were no mobile phones or phone calls, so it was very difficult to find someone.
After thinking about it, Zhan Qingyue decided to go to Prince Cheng's Mansion to ask Princess Cheng for help to inquire.
Just after coming out of Prince Cheng's Mansion, Fan Yuanxiu came running over in a hurry.
"Miss Yue, Miss Yue! I've found you here. Come with me quickly. Something happened in the Han family's village."
Fan Yuanxiu's face turned pale with anxiety, and he dragged Zhan Qingyue into the carriage.
"I found out about the hot pot shop from Hanjiazhuangzi, and I learned that you are in Prince Cheng's Mansion. Come back with me quickly, something big has happened."
He whipped the horse on the butt and drove the carriage far away.
"Brother Fan, what's going on? Don't worry, I see you've run all the way and your face is pale."
Brothers Fan Uncle and Fan Yuanxiu usually work in the refugee resettlement sites. Now that the refugees have been resettled, Uncle Fan has gone to Zhuangzi in Prince Cheng's Mansion to work as a steward.
The brothers have a good relationship with the Zhan family and occasionally live in the Zhan family's village. Today they followed Brother Zhan to the Han family's village, but they did not expect to encounter such a thing.
"Miss Yue, there was a fire in the fields of the Han family's village. The grains were all collected and waiting to be put into the warehouse. Fortunately, there was a fire."
Fan Yuanxiu was so anxious that he could not speak coherently.
"The eldest brother and several brothers are helping to put out the fire and take charge of the overall situation. Let's hurry up. The eldest brother said that these grains were ordered by others to be used as seeds. It is no small matter."
It was no small matter, Zhan Qingyue had a long face and arrived at Hanjiazhuangzi without saying a word.
Han Yiyun also arrived.
Brother Zhang and several Fan brothers gathered all the tenants together.
Han Yiyun walked around with a gloomy face, looking at everyone in front of him with a pair of sharp eyes, trying to catch the person who set the fire.
"I'll confess before I drink wine. These grains were ordered by others to be used as seeds. I think you know this better than me. If there are any clues about the person who set the fire, please report it as soon as possible. If I find out, this will happen." Things are not that simple.”
Han Yiyun put down his words coldly. When he saw Zhan Qingyue coming, there was finally a smile on his face, and he hurriedly greeted her.
"Yueyue, don't worry, there are still a few days until delivery, let's think of a way."
How could Zhan Qingyue not hear the comfort in his words? The food was burned, what else could he come up with?
Either you need money to fill this huge hole, or you need to make up for the missing food from the space. These are the only two ways.
It is impossible to make up for it with money. The only way is to get food from space.
Zhan Qingyue thought of a solution, and her face was no longer so anxious. She forced a smile.
"Thank you, Brother Han, for standing by my side at this time. If I were someone else, I might not even have time to hide."
Han Yiyun patted Zhan Qingyue's head with affection in his eyes.
"Yueyue, what are you talking about? There must be a road for cars to reach the mountain, and for boats to reach the bridge. As long as it is done by people, there will always be clues left behind. Trust me, I will definitely find the real culprit. "
Zhan Qingyue nodded, and the disappointment on his face finally improved a lot.
"Brother Han, I will take care of the food issue, and I will leave the real murder to you."
Han Yiyun pursed his lips and smiled slightly: "Okay, seeing as your eyes are so dark and you haven't rested for the past few days, okay, I'll ask Yuan Xiu to take you back."
On the way back, Fan Yuanxiu suddenly stopped the carriage and said to Zhan Qingyue who was in the car: "Miss Yue, there is someone making trouble in front of the hot pot restaurant."
Zhan Qingyue's face was extremely ugly, and there were really waves of injustice coming up again and again.
She jumped out of the carriage with a sullen face, and after observing the crowd for a while, she realized that the troublemakers were saying that her shop had credibility problems.
Zhan Qingyue pushed her way to the front without saying a word: "Brother, you said that hot pot shops are not trustworthy. Why are you not trustworthy?"
The troublemaker was at a loss for words. He was also paid to speak. He could say whatever he was told. Who would have thought that someone would ask such a specific question?
Seeing that he couldn't answer, Zhan Qingyue smiled ferociously: "How much did your customer give you? Last month, he said that the medicine shop on the next door street cured your mother to death. This time, he said that your mother got sick from eating hot pot. , is it possible that you have several wives?"
The man was completely dumbfounded. Zhan Qingyue curled up his lips, called someone in with disdain, and beat the troublemaker out hard.
The days finally stopped.
That night, Princess Cheng sent someone to invite Zhan Qingyue, saying that there was a distinguished guest whom she wanted to introduce to her.
When they arrived at Prince Cheng's Mansion, Zhan Qingyue realized that the other party was actually the eldest lady of the Gu family, the patriarch of three dynasties.
"Mrs. Gu, this is Dr. Zhan Qingyue Zhan I told you."
Before entering the door, Princess Cheng told Zhan Qingyue the reason. Now that she was meeting someone, Zhan Qingyue was not at all reserved, just waiting for Mrs. Gu to take the initiative to speak.
After a while of greetings, Mrs. Gu finally mentioned the reason for her visit, and Zhan Qingyue was unambiguous. He immediately followed Mrs. Gu to the Gu Family Garden to diagnose Mrs. Gu.
"Sister-in-law, where did you hire this yellow-haired girl? Can you take good care of our mother? I've found all the imperial doctors."
Zhan Qingyue carried the medicine box without changing his expression and walked behind Mrs. Gu.
"Doctor Zhan, don't be as knowledgeable as them. No matter whether it's successful or not, just look at the patient first."
Zhan Qingyue nodded and followed Mrs. Gu into a large room.
I saw an old lady lying haggardly on the bed with a sallow complexion, fearing that she might not have much time left.
She simply took her pulse, took out the golden needle, and stabbed it in with a swish.
Others were about to stop him, but it was still too late.
"Hey, hey, hurry up, my boss is about to pull it out."
