After wearing the book, I became Shoufu's favorite

Chapter 47 Ordinary People

The next day, Xie Yuan got up very early. When Song Mianmian woke up, the room was empty. She yawned and got up to make breakfast.

This morning, just eat a braised noodle.

She thought about it, but when she got to the kitchen, she found that someone was already busy inside. Xie Yuan lit a fire, and there was clean warm water in the pot, "Wash your face."

Then his voice sounded.

Song Mianmian was stunned for a moment, then said oh, and added another word, "Okay."

As everyone in the Xie family got up together, the Xie family gradually became lively. Hearing the laughter from the next door, Xie Furong's face was gloomy and ugly.

Whenever she went out these two days, she would always be ridiculed by the people in the village. Those eccentric words and eyes were like knives piercing her heart.

And all of this is thanks to Song Mianmian.

Her hands were clenched into fists, with hatred in her eyes, Song Mianmian wanted to step on her to climb up?Not to mention doors, not even windows.

She turned and walked out.

Seeing her figure, Xie Yang quickly called her, "Furong, where are you going?"

Xie Furong didn't stop, she walked quickly.

Just before dawn, she pushed away a dilapidated thatched hut at the east end of Qingshan Village, and the sound of crying pain was constantly coming from inside the room.Hearing the opening of the door, the man lying on the bed looked over vigilantly, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Xie Furong's face clearly.

"What else are you here for?"

Yang Wang snorted coldly, he already hated the Xie family in his heart.

A cold light flashed in Xie Furong's eyes, "I believe you have an affair with Song Mianmian."

Yang Wang felt dizzy for a while, and now he has a headache when he hears those three words.

Xie Furong continued: "You were beaten up for no reason, are you willing?"

Of course he was not reconciled, Yang Wang looked outside while thinking, he had made an agreement with the skinny monkey under Xu Bawang, when the time came to extort a sum of money from Xie's family, and then the two of them would share it equally, which would be considered as his payment. A bad breath.

According to the agreed time, the thin monkey should have succeeded, but why hasn't he come yet?
Could it be that a person ran away with money?

Yang Wang pretended to be troubled and didn't listen carefully to Xie Furong's words, which made her even angrier, "Okay, since you're willing, then just pretend I haven't been here today."

After speaking, she turned and left.

"and many more."

Yang Wang called her to stop, and asked tentatively, "How is the Xie family?"

"Hmph." Xie Furong snorted coldly, "What can I do?"

Yang Wang's heart skipped a beat.

all right? !

Seeing his stupid look, Xie Furong felt even angrier in her heart, so Lele took this little bastard seriously, such a stupid thing, cooperating with him was a waste of her time.

She turned to leave again.

Yang Wang quickly stopped her again, "I'm not reconciled, tell me what you want to do."

……

The first floor in the world.

As soon as Song Mianmian delivered the fish balls to the back kitchen, shopkeeper Zhou came over on his back and said with a smile, "Mianmian, my son is here to invite you."

Mr. Cheng is here?
Song Mianmian nodded, "Okay."

It was still the same room as last time, but as soon as he went up the stairs, Song Mianmian smelled a familiar smell, which was quite fragrant.

She looked intently—

I saw Mu Mu squatting at the door of Cheng Jiuzhou's room with a big bowl in his arms, eating big mouthfuls, it wasn't the fat intestine noodles from Xie's noodle stall.

Hearing her footsteps, Mu Mu raised his eyes and smiled at her, retracted the hand holding the chopsticks, and gave a thumbs up.

"good to eat."

Song Mianmian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but saw two bowls piled up at Mu Mu's feet.

"Thank you."

She replied politely, and then followed shopkeeper Zhou into the room from last time. The scent of tea and sandalwood intertwined, which was very pleasant.

However, Song Mianmian felt a bit hungry because of the smell of the fat sausage noodles lingering on the tip of her nose.

"Miss Song, please sit down."

Cheng Jiuzhou was still lazy, even worse than last time. He was surrounded by two maids who were dressed in yellow and looked exquisite.

One was pounding his shoulder and the other was pinching his leg.

Not to mention how comfortable it is.

Song Mianmian sat down opposite Cheng Jiuzhou, and he waved his hand, and the two maids got up silently and left the room.

Immediately, there were only two people left in the room, but the doors and windows of the room were open, and shopkeeper Zhou and Mu Mu were waiting at the door, one on the left and the other on the right.

It's nothing.

"I heard that the girl's noodle stall is doing well. Congratulations." Cheng Jiuzhou brought the teacup to Song Mianmian and smiled.

He has a gentle temperament, and when he smiles, he is like a spring breeze in March, which is refreshing.

This boast made Song Mianmian a little embarrassed, "It's just a small business, Mr. Cheng is over-reputed, but Mr. Cheng is in charge of such a big business at a young age, which is really admirable."

Cheng Jiuzhou had a humble face, "Young lady, I am just an ordinary person, and I just barely make ends meet."

Song Mianmian's mouth twitched slightly.

What an ordinary family, barely making ends meet.

She doesn't even deserve the words ordinary people!
"Young master Cheng came to me today, is there something else?" Song Mianmian got straight to the point, and didn't want to listen to Cheng Jiuzhou pretending to be thirteen.

Cheng Jiuzhou nodded, "I do need to ask the girl for help."

He looked to the side of the window, "Please look, girl."

Song Mianmian followed her gaze, but saw a building standing there, with four large characters written on the plaque on the upper floor: Laifu Restaurant.

Song Mianmian raised her eyebrows and looked at Cheng Jiuzhou.

"Laifu Restaurant and us have always been evenly matched, but at the beginning of the month they released new dishes, which immediately surpassed the first floor. So I would like to ask Miss Song if she would like to sell some more dishes."

Song Mianmian paused, then smiled innocently, "Young Master Cheng thinks highly of me, how can I have so many recipes?"

Cheng Jiuzhou's eyes were deep, "The girl was joking."

"But girl, don't worry, the first floor will not let the girl suffer. If the girl is willing, the contract will be signed according to the method of Yangmei Tang."

"It's not a buyout, it's a profit share."

Song Mianmian was moved!

If this is the case, then she can almost count a lot of money.After all, those recipes are useless in her mind, and the most important thing is that they can be exchanged for money.

There are countless delicacies in China for 5000 years, and what she knows is only one or two out of ten, but these are enough, even if she takes out some, she still has a lot.

Cheng Jiuzhou continued: "Girl, you can think about it slowly, don't be in a hurry."

"Success." Song Mianmian simply told the truth to the end of the lie that could be broken just now, "I'll go back and think about whether there are any other recipes."

The smile on Cheng Jiuzhou's face became brighter, "Wait for the good news from the girl."

After discussing with Cheng Jiuzhou, Song Mianmian followed shopkeeper Zhou and left the first floor of the world. Seeing her disappearing into the crowd behind her back, Mu Mu couldn't help but ask his son, "Master, why do you want to talk about this in person? Uncle Zhou Is it okay to say no?"

Not a big deal.

Cheng Jiuzhou didn't answer, but the smile on his lips deepened a bit.

(End of this chapter)