The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 480 The Funeral of the Yang Family (1)
"Yes!" Turning around, Feng Qi disappeared into the night.

"The taste is special, no wonder the emperor is concerned about it, but, after all, it's something outside the palace, it's better to be rare in the future!" Jingren Palace, the imperial concubine tasted another piece, sighed, and said to the two sister-in-laws of her natal family.I heard that the emperor sent Feng Qi and Xiao Haizi to Yang Ji many times to buy pastries. It really doesn't sound like an emperor.

"Yes, what the empress taught me!" The third lady was flexible: "My husband said, buying this thing is not as good as making it yourself. If you can make it yourself, your empress will not have those worries!"

"Whatever!" It's not a matter of three or two days for the two elder brothers of the natal family to start a business, and it doesn't matter if they open a pastry shop.

"Fourth girl, urgent mail!" Following the third brother all the way, traveling all the way, being a carefree and free person, Yang Ziqian was taken aback by the word "urgent" that suddenly appeared.

There has been no accident for too long, and the comfortable life has made her forget a lot of people and things.

"Sister, what's the situation?" Yang Zisen was writing in another room of the inn, when Ah Hai told that the fourth girl had received an urgent letter, and hurried over to inquire.

"An accident happened to the pastry shop in Luocheng!" Throwing the urgent letter on the table, Yang Ziqian rubbed his temples with both hands!It's really a blessing and a curse, if I knew that there are many people in Los Angeles and the economy is prosperous, I can make money there!I also know that there are many dignitaries and dignitaries in Luocheng, and it is easy to get into trouble and burn yourself. No, here we come!
The letter was written by Sanniu's man.

San Niu and the pastry chef were secretly taken away by masked men on the second night of April!

Not to mention the closure of the pastry shop, the whereabouts of the eight girls and wives are unknown!
"Then what should I do?" Money doesn't matter, what matters is the life and death of these people!
Yang Zisen did not hold a high position for a long time, and maintained the unique simplicity of the Yang family. Like Yang Ziqian, he believed that human life is greater than heaven.After reading the letter on the table, he was immediately stunned. At the same time, he also regretted that he had no power and could not help.

"First find out who did it, and what is it for?" Yang Ziqian thought for a while, but he had to find out who the enemy was first.In fact, it goes without saying that I didn't take away all the people, it's just that a few production masters should have come here for the pastry recipe!
"Then what can I do to help?" Yang Zisen thought that he had the name of a great Confucian, but he didn't make friends with any dignitaries. This is something to do. In the huge city of Los Angeles, he couldn't find a single person to help.

"It's okay, third brother, go and do your work, I'll take care of it myself!" Yang Ziqian shook his head and kicked him out.

"Xia Yu, do you still have contact with the Lin family?" At this time, Yang Ziqian was suddenly glad that there were a few idlers around him.

"Back to the fourth girl, since we gave you the deed of selling our lives, we have no contact with the Lin family!" Okay, why are you asking this?Xia Yu was a little puzzled.

"That's it!" In the end, he was still idle, and couldn't help what should be done!Yang Ziqian was obviously displeased.

"What's the matter, fourth girl, Yu Gong, we have no contact with each other anymore, and privately, can the servant find someone to do things?" Looking at the gloomy face, Xia Yu had a premonition that the master had encountered a catastrophe.No matter what, the old man is in charge of the entire Lin family's hidden guard camp. At worst, he can ask Mr. Feng from back then for help. Who are you? You were once the one on top of your heart!

"Really? Then send a letter quickly, no, or, you can go back to Los Angeles in person, and help me find out who I have provoked this time, can you spend money to buy peace, and put these eight people together?" Get it back for me!" Yang Ziqian's eyes lit up when he heard Xia Yu say that he could find someone, and he handed her the urgent document while talking.

"It's not difficult. I can't leave you as a servant. Don't worry. I'll send a letter to the Lin family right now. Let them come forward to find someone. They should be there soon. As for how to deal with it, you can make a decision after reporting it to you." !” After reading the dispatch, Xia Yu knew the truth and said with confidence.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the emperor bowing his head to read the memorial, Xiao Haizi took the opportunity to walk out of the palace and asked the servant.

These children don't have good eyesight at all, and they always worry about doing things.No wonder the godfather said that the godson he adopted was far less capable.

"Godfather, I didn't get any cakes today!" The waiter was extremely disturbed. On the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, Yang Kee cakes were a must in Kunning Palace. In fact, the emperor didn't seem to be keen on eating them, but was just reminiscing about something through the cakes. , perhaps, he had eaten this kind of food when he traveled with Master Guangji when he was young.Because, the maids who pick up the next day often come out with untouched pastries.It's the fifteenth day again today, and I ran a trip by myself but returned without success.

"Why, it's sold out?" Xiao Haizi frowned and said, "You child, is it so difficult to do something? There is still some time before the sun is west, hurry up, go again, even if you show the signboard in the palace, I have to ask that workshop to make a separate copy!"

"Godfather, it's not that it's sold out, it's that it's closed." The little servant really wanted to bring a bag back to the pastry shop next door for business, but he was afraid of being guilty of deceiving the emperor, so he returned empty-handed.

"Closing the door?" Whether it will be closed sooner or later, why is it closed today?Xiao Haizi thought about whether he should go to the owner of the workshop to buy a copy. You know, during this period of time, it is unshakable for the Kunning Palace to release Yangji pastries. If there is no one today, the emperor might blame him!

"Yes, my child has inquired about it, and said that the workshop has been closed for several days. Moreover, it is very strange that the shop has not been transferred, and there is no notice of closure!" , Report to godfather one by one, at least, my responsibility has to be pushed away!
"Is this a good business not going to be done? Is it due to enmity with Yinzi?" Xiao Haizi was very annoyed, so he closed the door as soon as he closed it. If he goes out of business and changes his job, if the owner has something to do, you can put up a notice to reassure the buyer and make himself able to deal with business.

"That's right, the neighbors, many old buyers can't figure it out!" Seeing that the godfather finally didn't blame himself, the little housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief.

"Closing the door? The business is not good?" It is said that the emperor's feet are full of gold. After all, one of the things she did failed?Sitting quietly in the Kunning Palace, Murong Xuan felt dull, finally able to see her through one thing, but she was about to disappear like this!
"No, I heard that whether it's the taste, the color, or even the style, it's unique in Los Angeles!" Xiao Haizi replied one by one.

"What's the matter?" Unique, business must be booming, and it's not her personality to retreat bravely.This money-greedy person who never disliked a lot of money, let her close the business. The only possibility is that the family she cares about has something to do!
"Xiaozhuzi has inquired about it, but there is no result, and I don't know when it will open again. The servant asked them to pay attention at any time, and buy it back when it opens!" Fifteen, according to the old rules, there is no hostess!

(End of this chapter)