"I originally planned to tell you about this when I came back, but then Tang Yazi returned to the capital. Someone from the palace came to announce the decree, and I have been busy until now."
"If he hadn't come to the door in person and brought the cake, I'm afraid I wouldn't even remember it until night!" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.
Luo Fengtang asked: "Tell us now, is there any reason why Shopkeeper Wu came to visit?"
Yang Ruoqing smiled and blinked, and said: "That's necessary. I told him that I'm not afraid of getting into trouble. I want to take over the hot potato he has!"
"Hot potato?" Luo Fengtang became even more confused.
Others were also confused.
Da'an said: "Sister, don't be too pretentious. While all of us are here, hurry up and come and listen!"
Yang Ruoqing nodded, sorted out her thoughts, and went to Wu Ji's place to eat pancakes in the morning, and then met the depressed shopkeeper Wu.
Shopkeeper Wu presented the cake, and then started a conversation with Shopkeeper Wu. He learned about Shopkeeper Wu’s bitter past and told everyone in a concise and concise manner.
After hearing this, Daan was the first to slam the table, "In broad daylight, with the sky clear, and under the emperor's feet, there is such a bully who bullies men and women!"
"The young owner of the Jingtian Restaurant is really full of evil, destroying other people's families, and instigating the Wang family to steal the secret recipe for pancakes. It is really abominable, shameful, and hateful!" he said.
Xiaohua said: "If you can't clap with one hand, that Wang Lianlian and her aunt Song Po are not good people."
Da'an said: "Wang Lianlian does not abide by the ways of a woman. As a woman, she not only does not know how to protect her husband, but also lives with outsiders and does such a bad thing. It is really...unfortunate for the family!"
Here, Luo Fengtang also frowned slightly after hearing these things, but he did not join the ranks of condemning Wang, Mrs. Song, and Zhuge Qing, but instead focused his attention on Yang Ruoqing.
"Qing'er, so you plan to take over Shopkeeper Wu's shop and compete with Jingtian Restaurant?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "I have carefully inspected Shopkeeper Wu's shop. It is a prosperous shop in a prime location and is busy with traffic."
"If you open a shop there, as long as it's not a coffin business, you can make money from everything else!"
"However, I didn't deliberately compete with Jingtian Restaurant, because they are not worthy at all, but if they don't have the foresight to move forward, huh, I don't mind pushing them down!" she said.
Luo Fengtang smiled slightly, his eyes full of support.
"Then what kind of business do you plan to engage in when you buy that shop? A restaurant? Perfume?" he asked again.
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes and said: "The main focus is wine, and the food and other decorations are for decoration. It can't be called a restaurant, it should be called a bar."
"Bar?" Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows, his eyes even more curious.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Yes, the main thing is to sell wine. We sell all kinds of good wines and rare wines that other stores don't have."
All men like wine, and Luo Fengtang is no exception. However, he likes it, but he is not greedy for it.
"Qing'er, do you make wine?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Yes, I will personally take charge of the battle, and I promise to give you a big surprise."
Luo Fengtang smiled and nodded: "I believe you. As for the Jingtian Restaurant... just let them go and make your own wine. As long as they stay calm, that's all. If they don't have eyesight, I will!"
"Wow, Uncle Zhongyong is so mighty! Please hug me!" Yang Ruoqing cheered, pretending to be flattering.
Everyone laughed, and Luo Fengtang also smiled helplessly.
"Uncle Zhongyong is just a fictitious title. I prefer the title of General Protecting the Country!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly and said: "Of course. Marquises, uncles, etc. actually have no real power, it is just a kind of honor."
These rights all correspond to their positions.
Let's not talk about it far, let's take the hereditary Duke Wan Qingchun as an example. Apart from some properties and money in the Wan family, Wan Qingchun himself really doesn't have much power.
Wen, he did not enter the court, nor did he enter the Hanlin Academy.
Wu, he has never even been on the battlefield, let alone made any military exploits.
It was just relying on the kindness of the ancestors to inherit the title of Duke of Zhenguo, and then he got a paid position in a certain department in the capital, enjoying the salary, going to the palace for two banquets during the holidays, and having one outside. Just decent.
Although Luo Fengtang was only a first-grade loyal uncle, whose title was two levels lower than Wan Qingchun's, Luo Fengtang's power was beyond Wan Qingchun's imagination.
His status in the court, his reputation and influence in Daqi and other countries were beyond Wan Qingchun's reach.
Therefore, Wan Qingchun, the Duke of the country, still wants to chase after Mrs. Yang Ruoqing, the loyal uncle, and call her "eldest sister".
"In all these years of doing business, what kind of obstacles have I not encountered?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
"Don't worry, I can settle the competition in this business field by myself. If there is a big boss behind the other party, I will first bring in Wan Qingchun, the Duke of the country,"
"He also has a share in my bar. If he can't settle it, I'll come and disturb my country-protecting general again!" she said.
Luo Fengtang nodded, "Okay, again, you go ahead and do it. As for the rest, I'll take care of it for you!"
As dusk gradually fell, a curl of smoke began to rise from the kitchen area.
Yang Ruoqing was in charge of the dishes herself, while Xiaoduo and Xiaojie were helping out. The three sisters cooked the dinner in an orderly manner.
Their arrival seemed to bring the familiar smell of fireworks from Changping Village to this small courtyard in the capital.
Both Luo Fengtang and Daan deeply felt the atmosphere of hometown and the taste of family affection.
For this man who is struggling in both civil and military affairs, this is their harbor.
Yang Ruoqing and the others were cooking in the kitchen, Sun and Xiaohua were doing needlework in the house, and Luo Fengtang and Da'an were talking about things in the study.
"Sister, it's almost getting dark today, and dinner is almost ready. Why hasn't Chen'er come back yet? Do you want to go out and look for her?"
Xiaoduo stuffed the pile of firewood into the stove and couldn't help but said.
Yang Ruoqing was frying fish there. When she heard this, she turned to look at the increasingly thick dusk outside the small window.
"Don't worry, he will definitely show up when my pot of braised fish comes out of the pot," she said.
"Is there any direct connection between this?" Xiaoduo asked a little puzzled.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "Just wait and see."
Zhizi Mo Ruomu, when the fragrant braised mixed fish in the pot was taken out of the pot and put on the plate, footsteps were heard in the yard, and then, a small figure flashed into the kitchen.
It’s really Chen’er!
"Sister, what you said is so effective, Chen'er is really back with a little something!" Xiaoduo said excitedly.
