In front of him is Jiuzhenfang, which he is about to enter. Ten-year-old Jiang Sheng is looking over with his big round eyes, a little confused and confused.
Behind him was Jiang Chenghuan who turned around angrily. He was the same age but was more graceful and graceful. He already had the appearance of a young girl, and also had the pride and dignity that belonged to a lady from an aristocratic family.
Standing in the middle, Jiang Chengyuan's steps froze, not knowing whether to move forward or behind.
Selfishly speaking, he wanted to cheer for Xiao Jiang Sheng, but Jiang Chenghuan's outburst caught him by surprise. Especially when two girls of the same age looked over, it made sixteen-year-old Jiang Chengyuan's scalp numb. , the ears exploded.
Leng Buding Jiang Chenghuan spoke up, full of grievances, "Brother, aren't you leaving?"
The emotions we have spent together for more than ten years flooded into my heart. My mother had also earnestly told my eldest brother to take good care of his younger sister. Jiang Chengyuan should choose to favor Jiang Chenghuan regardless of love or reason.
So he nudged his toes, and his original pace of entering the store was changed to retreating.
Step by step, I became farther away from Xiao Jiang Sheng and closer to Jiang Chenghuan.
"Chenghuan knew that my brother would never argue with Chenghuan." The younger sister looked satisfied, her eyes filled with dependence.
This made Jiang Chengyuan happy, but at the same time he felt empty in his heart, as if something was collapsing.
He didn't dare to look back for fear of seeing Xiao Jiang Sheng's disappointed eyes, so he had to keep his head down and walk quickly.
Jiang Chenghuan followed behind, having to control the demeanor of the noble daughter of a noble family while also avoiding falling behind, which was a bit difficult.
Jiang Sheng saw it, and the doubts on his face became more and more intense.
Finally, she couldn't help but said, "Fifth brother, are those two being chased by dogs?"
Otherwise, as soon as he arrived at the door of the pastry shop, he would turn around and run away so fast that he would have to hold on to his belt even if it fell off.
Thinking about the past, Jiang Sheng could only muster this kind of strength when competing with dogs for food.
But I have never heard that the Jiang brothers and sisters have been reduced to the point where they need to eat dog food.
Jiang Sheng was still scratching his head.
Chang Yan on the side had already lowered his eyelashes and said with a cold face, "Don't worry about them, they are just sons and daughters of aristocratic families who don't understand the sufferings of the world."
Speak of propriety, justice and integrity with every word, and abide by etiquette every word.
But they are the ones who really insult etiquette, they are the ones who are really crazy, they are the ones who are really shameless, they are all them.
Even the thoughts of this noble girl from aristocratic family are ruthless.
Even though they had discussed it several times on the roadside, they came over reluctantly, but when they actually reached the door of the shop, they had to state their position righteously and then turned around and left.
In just a few words, it seemed that there was something shameful about Jiuzhenfang pastry shop, which shocked several passers-by who stopped to frown and leave.
Fortunately, the fundamentals of the pastry shop's business were not shaken. When faced with his sister's simple doubts, Chang Yan was able to hide the indifference in his eyes and put on a smile again, "Maybe there is a funeral at home."
Someone sneezed in the wind, like a greeting or a curse.
Jiang Sheng didn't dwell too much on insignificant people.
She was quickly surprised by Zhao Yuan's large and small bags, and surrounded him like little bees.
"Brother Zhao, you really can't eat it. These things will spoil after a maximum of three days." Xu Mo was still admonishing, "If you want to eat it in the future, you can come to Jiuzhenfang again. It will be available at any time."
"No, that's all I want." Zhao Yuan insisted extremely, "This is my compliment to Brother Xu. In the future, Brother Xu will become the number one scholar, but don't forget me."
Even though he hadn't learned how to take the test yet, and there were obviously many people in Fengjing, Zhao Yuan was determined that Xu Mo could become the number one scholar, just like among countless students, he recognized Xu Mo at a glance as being talented and stalked him to be his friend.
Or maybe like now, he decides that he is here to support and will leave with large and small bags of pastries.
Xu Mo realized Zhao Yuan's stubbornness and understood the sincerity and sincerity in this man's character. He no longer tried to persuade him, but folded his hands in front of him and bowed slowly.
"Thanks to Brother Zhao for your high opinion, Xu is very grateful. I only hope that in February next year, I will live up to Brother Zhao's expectations."
No matter what happens in the future, the friends recognized at this moment will be friends for life.
Xu Mo raised his head, with a sincere smile on Qing Jun's face, "Brother Zhao, I'll give it to you."
Zhao Yuan chuckled and hooked up with him, "Don't worry, my mother-in-law loves pastries. She ate all these pastries in two days."
"Really?" Xu Mo raised his eyebrows.
"Really!" Zhao Yuan patted his chest, "You still don't believe my character and words."
Xu Mo did not refute.
Believe it or not, within the next six months, a strange scene appeared in Fengjing - the wife of Zhao She's family, she felt nauseated when she saw cakes, and vomited when she saw cakes, like an old clam with beads in its mouth, but she didn't care. No matter how hard I try, I can't diagnose the happy pulse.
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Three days later.
Both shops have returned to normal operations.
The traffic volume must have dropped sharply. Wen's Medical Center can still maintain half of its previous number of patients, but Jiuzhenfang only has a small number of customers who are still returning.
Zheng Ruqian was indignant, "I use all the best ingredients and the taste is excellent. Why is it that there are not as many people as Xiaosi's medical clinic?"
Jiang Sheng dragged his chin and thought.
Chang Yan kindly reminded, "Second brother, pastries are not rice after all, they are not necessary."
For a pastry shop, it is not easy for Jiuzhenfang to have dozens of customers every day, and it can sell most of the dozen types of pastries. The business is actually considered satisfactory.
It's just that Zheng Ruqian's heart is too eager and wild, and he wants too much, so naturally he feels dissatisfied.
"Which shop in Fengjing hasn't experienced the accumulation of time and gradually gained a reputation and reputation." Chang Yan said softly, "It's understandable that the second brother wants to make money, but he really can't be in a hurry when doing business."
Moreover, Jiuzhenfang is located next door to the medical clinic, and the fourth brother is in charge. Even a casual mention during the consultation will bring customers to Jiuzhenfang.
"Second brother, Xiaozhu is already recruiting medical girls. In the future, the medical girls will give massages to the ladies of the aristocratic family, and they will also promote Jiuzhenfang." As if he had a tacit understanding, Wen Zhiyun also raised his head from the medical book.
The free clinics in the past few days have cured several children with dysentery, eliminated chronic illnesses for more than a dozen women, and also saved a young woman who was three months pregnant.
There was no exaggerated kneeling down and kowtow in the book, and there was no tearful promise from the young girl, but their simple gratitude and sincere thanks still made Wen Zhiyun feel satisfied and happy.
Even the slender neck, which usually hangs low, can be straightened up.
It turns out that what he wanted all along was to be recognized.
That's all.
The night falls.
The brothers were all concentrating on doing their own things, waiting to eat, and waiting for the eldest brother to return from school in the Imperial College.
However, Xu Mo did not show up until the moon was rising above the willow branches.
