Feng Tianxi agreed, but Nie Li didn't know it yet. He walked towards the Governor's Mansion. The Governor's Mansion was about five hundred meters away from Zhao Danqing's small yard, which was a good walking distance.
You can also have a meal by the way.
Sure enough, after entering the Governor's Mansion, I saw the old housekeeper of the concierge appearing enthusiastically: "Uncle, are you here? Have you had breakfast? The master is eating."
Nie Lilie grinned and said with a smile: "No, I just got up and Danqing will be here soon."
The old housekeeper smiled with a chrysanthemum face that looked like it had been punched open all night long. It was so brilliant: "The lady will be here soon, so I have to hurry up and tell the kitchen to leave some food for you."
With that said, he trotted off to make arrangements.
Nie Li shook his head and continued walking inside.
Sure enough, when they entered the restaurant, Zhao Yannian was sitting at the front seat, drinking a bowl of porridge. There were some side dishes on the table, which looked simple and not as luxurious as the food in the Governor's Mansion.
The rest of Zhao Danqing's little mothers prepared their meals and ate quietly one by one.
The most miserable person was Zhao Wencai, who was sitting at the corner of the big round table with his wife and children.
Nie Li was dumbfounded, that shouldn't be the case, Zhao Wencai was the eldest son.
I guess I made a mistake again.
He walked in and said, "Dad, I'm here to have a meal with you. Are you eating?"
"Hey, are the aunties eating too? Hey? Brother and sister-in-law, why are you sitting in such a corner?"
Zhao Wencai was too lazy to talk to Nie Li, and he would not pick up any pot.
He glanced away and said nothing.
When Zhao Yannian saw Nie Li coming, he showed a rare smile and said to the woman beside him: "Xiu Niang, go get the bowls and chopsticks for Nie Li."
The embroiderer stood up and went to get the bowls and chopsticks back. Nie Li was not polite and said with a smile: "Thank you, auntie."
"Eat more side dishes. These side dishes are the ancestral craftsmanship of Xiu Niang. They are very delicious."
Zhao Yannian also said kindly.
Nie Li looked at Xiu Niang in surprise: "Auntie, do you still have such a family legacy?"
The embroiderer smiled softly: "Listen to what he said, my ancestors learned a few tricks from the old owner of Tianyi Shun Sauce Garden, and they are incomparable with the ones passed down from their ancestors."
But even so, Nie Li was still surprised.
As for other things, he really didn't understand, but in his previous life and this life, he was originally from Kyoto.
In my previous life, I went to another place to study, but in this life I am running away from home.
Come to Shendu.
I love my hometown very much.
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected harvest today.
People who don’t know about Kyoto’s pickles may only know about Liubiju, but Nie Li knows that it’s not just Liubiju that makes delicious food at time-honored brands, such as Tianyuan Sauce Garden, Tianyishun Sauce Garden, and Baorui. Sauce Garden, those are very famous pickle gardens.
"To tell you the truth, auntie, I really want to have this bite. It has been many years since I left my hometown. This bite was once the thing I wanted to eat the most. I didn't expect auntie to make it?"
Xiu Niang nodded: "Eat more if you like. I will ask the old housekeeper to go to the backyard to get some for you later. Eat slowly when you go back."
Nie Li nodded.
I sat down and chatted with Zhao Yannian.
"Why are you here for dinner so early in the morning? I heard you did something big again?"
Nie Li snorted, which was extremely harsh. Compared with those Zhao family members who picked up pickles one by one whether they were eating, drinking porridge or picking up pickles, Nie Li was unintentionally rude.
Nie Li sipped and drank, and the pickles were a big chopstick and he went down with the porridge.
This made the other aunts stunned.
The aunt couldn't help but ask: "Son-in-law, aren't you Kyoto people very particular about eating these things? I also heard that to eat mutton, you have to press the photo, and to eat pickles, you have to pick them up one by one. The way you eat is not authentic." "
"Yes, I also heard that people have a word for it. What is it called?"
Nie Li smiled when he heard this: "Authentic! Right?"
The aunts suddenly realized: "Yes. That's the word. You are not authentic."
Nie Li couldn't help but smile: "Auntie, I don't know what you are talking about. Anyway, I have been eating like this since I was a child. Maybe the old Kyoto people you think of are not the same as me, the Kyoto people?"
Everyone laughed, no one cared.
They knew Nie Li's identity.
Just chatting for fun.
It was rare for the Zhao family to be so happy.
Nie Li said to Zhao Yannian again: "Dad, it's true that good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. Didn't I just have a small conflict with the little landowner in Kunshan? Do you know that?"
Nie Li naturally knew what Zhao Yannian was talking about.
Zhao Yannian smiled and pointed at Nie Li: "You, the dignified military governor was called a small landlord by you, and your tone is really quite serious."
Then the conversation changed and he said in a deep voice: "However, it's time for Feng Tianxi to take a beating. He has been a bit disobedient in recent years. He has been secretly flirting with a few people in Sichuan Province, and he has almost forgotten that he is from this side."
Nie Li said with a smile: "With your words, I feel relieved. I happen to have a plan, can I talk to you?"
This is also one of the reasons why Nie Li came here today.
Kunshan is a younger brother county within Shendu's sphere of influence. If you want to move him, you naturally have to go through Zhao Yannian.
Zhao Yannian had almost finished eating. He gracefully finished the last spoonful of porridge and put it down.
Then he said to Nie Li: "After dinner, come to the study room to talk. The boss will come over too."
Nie Litili confided that he drank the last half of the bowl of porridge, and then followed in Zhao Yannian's footsteps.
Zhao Wencai was left in a daze with half a bowl of porridge left.
You kid doesn't have martial ethics. You came late and have finished eating. Should I eat the half bowl of porridge or not?
He hurriedly followed Nie Litili's words.
Then he trotted to the study room.
Only a few aunts were left in shock, drinking from Zhao Wencai's wife and children.
"When did the boss lose his temper like this?"
The embroiderer also said lightly: "My son-in-law is really a god."
Obviously Nie Li's arrival gave the Zhao family's dining table a touch of human smoke and a touch of human touch.
In the study, the three of them sat down one after another with tea just prepared by their servants.
"Tell me, what do you think?"
Nie Li didn't even stretch his arms and said calmly: "I want to beat him!"
"What? Just because his son molested an entertainer in your territory, you're going to beat up a warlord?"
Zhao Wencai was shocked.
I've heard for a long time that my brother-in-law is a petty person, but I never thought he would be so petty.
It's just teasing a woman, what a big deal.
Nie Li didn't bother to explain. Is this a woman's business? This is a matter of face.
"I heard that you are asking for compensation from others? Why can't you still do it?"
Zhao Yannian didn't have much reaction and asked curiously.
"I want money, I also want people, and I want territory even more."
Damn it!
Zhao Wencai couldn't stand it seriously.
"Nie Li, you can't be so dark."
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