Tian's little cook

Chapter 177 Live well

What Sun Ranjiu took her to was the treatment room of the hospital. He was an old man, so of course there was no mirror in the bedroom.

"Here, Zhimo." Sun Ranjiu pointed to the bronze mirror on the medicine cabinet.

Lin Zhimo couldn't wait to walk over, seeing the original owner's face clearly for the first time.

Then, she almost let out a cry of surprise, but managed to hold it back.

This face is exactly the same as when I was 16 years old in modern times.

Could this be the reason why he would cross over?
Seeing her surprised expression, Lin Jiao and Sun Ranjiu thought she was excited.

Lin Zhimo looked at his face carefully again, and when he looked carefully, there was actually something different.

At that time, she was still in the orphanage, a little malnourished, coupled with a withdrawn personality, her eyes were dull.

Unlike now, the eyes and face are full of radiance.

Lin Zhimo smiled at her in the mirror, and said silently in his heart, "Live well."
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Back in the main room, Zhang Langzhong had already eaten half of the food, and he didn't feel embarrassed to see them: "I am an old man, but I can't be hungry."

Lin Zhimo was in a good mood, "If you think it's not enough, I'll make another eighteen dishes."

"This is what you said, save it for later." Zhang Langzhong immediately agreed.

The three of them sat down, and Lin Jiao continued to talk about what he had seen and heard in Xicheng following what he had just said.

Zhang Langzhong was very interested in the matter of the salt factory, and asked about the details.

It was the first time Sun Ranjiu saw that Master was so interested in things other than food, so he couldn't help asking: "Master, do you think there is something wrong with the salt factory?"

Zhang Langzhong drank a glass of wine, "Salt, iron, taxes, these things are the main sources of income for the imperial court, and they must be managed by the imperial court. It is not surprising to take back the salt workshop, but it is strange to delegate the right to make salt to the people."

Lin Zhimo asked: "Then who has such a great power to devolve it if you want, and take it back if you want?"

Zhang Langzhong smiled, and did not answer directly, but pointed to the roof with his chopsticks, and continued to hold the wine glass.

"The Jade Emperor?" Lin Zhimo asked.

The wine in Zhang Langzhong's mouth almost spit out, "Ahem, cough, you little girl."

Lin Zhimo laughed loudly: "I'm joking, but you take it seriously."

Sun Ranjiu and Lin Jiao couldn't help laughing too.

"You mean the emperor?" After laughing, Lin Zhimo asked seriously.

"This kind of talk can't be said indiscriminately. Today's holy majesty is benevolent and frugal, and he can discern the truth. He will never do such a thing."

So, could it be other people around the emperor?

Lin Zhimo still wanted to ask, but Sun Ranjiu tapped her on the head with the other end of the chopsticks: "Little girl, don't talk about state affairs, eat quickly."

Lin Zhimo was speechless, so who was talking just now?
"By the way, there is a small yard for rent not far from the gate of the city." Zhang Langzhong changed the subject, "I noticed for you, the monthly rent is five taels."

Lin Zhimo did tell Lin Jiao that if he opened a breakfast stall, he had to live in the city.

Although the taste of breakfast is important, time is more important.

It takes one or two hours to go back and forth every day, plus the time to make bean curd, so I have to find a place to live in the city.

"Then let's take a look tomorrow." Lin Zhimo said, "Thank you, Langzhong Zhang."

"No thanks, I invested money." The chopsticks in Zhang Langzhong's hand finally stopped, "Finally, I have a meal."

Sun Ranjiu looked at the cleaned plates, could it be that Master used to eat fake meals?
(End of this chapter)