Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator Chapter 114: : Fired up

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What? Grandma wants to give her to Zheng Guo's Mansion?

Ming Yan's eyes widened instantly, the eyes were incredible.

The feeling of actively abandoning a person is completely different from being passively abandoned.

Lao Zheng Guogong took a meaningful look at Chu Ji, and his eyes were intriguing.

The old guy has been immersed in court politics for many years, and he almost saw the real intention of doing so at a glance. I thought that Chu would be ashamed of him. Who knows that the little girl in front of her is not only blushing, her eyes are clear At the bottom, Shuiguang Runrun, slightly bent with a smile, the two eyes met, but he, the old guy, was guilty first.

The old father-in-law suddenly laughed and laughed, "Well, since Jinyi has a heart, he will accept it."

Chu Xi blessed himself in honor of the old Zheng Guogong. "Ming Yan has the old country man to take care of her, and it is her creation."

"Well, you little baby, do n’t tell me some of these things at my age. Then, if the maidservant is devoted to the aging food, aging will naturally not treat her, but Jinyi you, this new one The restaurant is to leave a small courtyard for the old. "

Chu Xun smiled and nodded.

Xi Wei at a table would like to ask Chu Yi to go to a yard. Unfortunately, there is an old Zheng Guogong here, he dare not speak, he can only scratch his head and think about eating the table and start at He Dalang. Already.

The talking voice is very lively inside, but the bright geese standing outside are stiff.

In the future, she is really just a Zheng Guogong mansion.

Thinking about the months I spent in Song Tao Garden seems to be unreal.

Ming Yan pursed her lips, suddenly raised her head, and the light in her eyes suddenly became firm. This road was chosen by her, but now there is no way out, instead of following her grandmother. In the small courtyard in Jing'anbo Mansion, it would be better to make a fortune in Zheng Guogong Mansion. What's more, she still has the recipe for grandma!

When she has a place in Zheng Guo's Mansion, even if she is in front of Grandma in the future, her waist can be straight and straight. She wants Grandma to give up her thing today-regret it!

There was a hint of hate in Ming Yan's eyes.

Chu Yan shook off a baggage in his hands and felt refreshed. Wen Qingwen Lan accompanied him back to Kunjiayuan.

Guilinju's lobby and the low-key front door are in stark contrast to the old Moncoloque. If there were no buddies outside, they would just be rushing in.

Thirty lucky diners drawn by lot at this time already was seated by Qin Guan.

The guys serving in the lobby sipped around drinking and drinking, and soon the seats of four cold dishes and eight hot dishes and one soup were all ready.

Thirteen dishes, take the auspicious meaning of Thirteen Pacific Insurance.

It is the first time that such a rich surface has been seen by ordinary people in the Dawu Dynasty.

There are many dishes cooked on the table, the most attractive of which are two dishes, one is boiled fish with spicy oil in a porcelain basin, and the other is fried crispy golden salted chicken. .

Spicy dish is the first time it appeared on the table of the people in the Dawu Dynasty. When the man served the dish, he introduced it specially.

Mr. Wang in De'an Tower is also an old man. He likes to try fresh dishes most. His eyes widen when he listens to this strangely poached fish.

On his way back to Linju, already asked his buddy to inquire about this restaurant.

It's an industry on Jing'anbo. It's not clear who is operating behind the scenes now, but the guy just said that he saw the carriage of the British government outside. So it is speculated that this Mr. Wang of De'anlou knew With a few.

Looking at the dishes that have never been seen before the table, Mr. Wang's already affirmed the person in his heart.

At that time, he also heard about Shou Tao from Dingyuan Houfu. After all, Shou Tao who was dedicated to Lao Dingyuan Hou was originally from his own hands. He later knew that the situation was not strange.

I always wanted to see the third grandma of Jing'anbo. No, it should be called Jinyi Xiangjun now. If Guilinju's fresh dishes come from the hand of the Xiangjun, Then he had nothing wrong with it, and he lost his conviction.

Mr. Wang reached out and caught a chopsticks to boil the fish. Chu Yu was afraid that the Dawu Dynasty was not used to eating spicy food at first. In fact, the dried chilli pepper already in this boiled fish was treated. It's so spicy, but it has only a slight spicy taste. Despite this, already has a great impact on diners.

Snow-white fish fillets are smooth and tender, almost already is broken without chewing twice in the mouth.

Mr. Wang's eyes widened strangely, and he couldn't wait to try other dishes. Every time he tried it, his eyes were surprised by everything, until he tasted all the dishes on the table. He already Can no longer maintain the calmness of the past.

Well, it ’s wonderful. Originally so ordinary ingredients can still make such an addictive taste. He now believes that this is true to Lin Ju.

In the past, I did not exaggerate to attract the attention of the people. I believe that as long as today, this Guilinju, which has been hidden in Laoxi for more than ten years, will spread throughout the streets of Shengjing City.

Mr. Wang suddenly thought of his old friend who was about to come to Shengjing. If the old guy tasted such a dish, I'm afraid he won't be addicted immediately.

When Mr. Wang looked back from imagination, what he saw was the messy tabletop of the already cup in front of him. He opened his mouth in surprise, and still held the appearance of picking up chopsticks in his right hand, but the dish in front of him was already. Empty and empty, the exaggerated diners actually poured the marinade from the plate into the bowl and swallowed it with rice.

"His mother, I have lived for more than thirty years, and I have never eaten such a delicious meal." A middle-aged, stout man wearing a short dozen Geyi groaned.

Mr. Wang slaps chopsticks on the table. Although he despises this group of people for eating, such as fighting, he doesn't understand etiquette at all, but then thinks that if he reacts by himself, I'm afraid they are almost the same. In fact, Mr. Wang also had the same emotions as the crude man, let alone thirty years. He has felt that all the food he had eaten in vain for more than fifty years.

After eating such a delicious meal, I felt that I had lived in deep water for more than fifty years.

Exciting ** always comes to an end.

The busy opening of Guilinju has finally come to an end, and the old Xishikou has finally restored the peace and quiet of the past.

Before evening, Chu Ye took already to take the girls back to Jing'anbo Mansion. The rest of Guilin Curie was under the care of Qin Guan, so she didn't need to worry about it.

After returning to your home, please go to Qingyingtang to ask for peace. Chuyi returns to Songtao Garden. Guiyi knows Chuyi's habits. It is necessary to take a good rest after a tired day.

So I prepared the fragrant soup for Chu Yan early. After Chu Yu bathed, she used a bowl of red bean porridge to lie down.

It's not yet bright the next day, and the narrow Laoxi market mouth seems to be back to its bustling ten years ago.

Not only ordinary people with a wealthy life, but also those expensive carriages from various provinces crowding the Laoxi market.

In order to take care of Guilinju ’s business nearby, Qin Guanshi recently rested in the courtyard behind Guilinju. The opening day finally ended, and everyone fell into the ground with a stone in his heart, so he could n’t avoid it at night. Relax.

Whoever wants to sleep until dawn, the front door of Guilinju's lobby is shot by the mountain.

Qin Guanshi opened his eyes difficultly, got out of bed and slightly opened the window, seeing that it was still dark outside, and looked at a crescent moon that was still hanging in the sky, and it was probably no more than five days.

I was about to lie back to bed and sleep, and the door was knocked by my buddy, "Qin steward, Qin steward, wake up, go ahead and check it out! Someone broke in!"

What!

Dude's door was quick and fast, and his voice was anxious. Qin Guanshi was scared away and fell asleep instantly. He couldn't help but lay back on the bed. He pulled off his robe from the screen and put it on. Opened the door.

"What's going on!"

The man held the lantern and watched him look like he had just got up from the bed. He hurriedly explained, "The gate is full of people. Ah Zhong didn't know what happened. When he opened the door, those people were crowded instantly. When they came in, they were all noisy to make a reservation. Just when Xiao Xiao was going to get someone to drive him out, he saw that there were still a few honorable stewards in the crowd. Now the lobby is full, please refrain from going out. "

Man's face is full of worries. Most of the night, I was anxious for sweating, and then Xiaolin, who had returned to Lin Curie, said that there was a cracked door panel ...

People around are worried that the business is not good. If they do n’t do business, they return to Linju to worry about how to invite too many diners.

If you think so, the forehead can't help the black line.

Qin Guanshi thought that Guilinju was being followed by someone with a bad mind. Who wants to be such a thing? I couldn't stop crying and laughing, but I didn't dare to delay. I changed my clothes and went to the front lobby to deal with it. .

Although the owner is the third grandmother of Jing'an Bofu, the most important thing in Shengjing City is the Honourable High Gate. If one carelessly fails to cope, which one offends the family, it is a disaster.

Qin Guanshi took some of his powerful men from the blind light to the sky until it became bright, so it was so easy to comfort and arrange this group of people, but he didn't wait for him to spit for a quarter of an hour, that old West City A group of people came at the end of the alley, led by a few middle-aged people, before they reached the entrance of Guilinju, they pointed at the group of people behind him and pointed towards the facade of Guilinju with Laughing, I don't know what I'm talking about.

Before the restaurant opened the door in the morning, the shopkeeper Qin was sitting at the table in the lobby next to the door, holding a tea cup, and seeing a dozen or twenty people walking in the distance, his scalp suddenly felt numb.

This ... will this group of people come again for dinner or for dinner?

Their return to Lin Ju's seat, but already is set for next month!

Qin Guanshi has never encountered such a situation no matter how savvy. In the end, he sent someone to Jing'anbo government to ask Chu Xi, and then there was a temporary solution.