It's at least half the price more expensive.

They really dare to speak up.

Eleven's gaze swept over Su Jiaoniang, and with a swift movement, he drew the knife hanging from his waist.

Staring at the middleman: "How much?"

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, the scar on his forehead moved along with it, making him look fierce and thuggish.

The man swallowed hard: "This is the provincial capital, how dare you..."

"What do you dare?" Eleven lightly slashed the man's neck with the knife in his hand.

He found a non-lethal spot and left a bloodstain.

The Chinese man swallowed hard.

This is terrifying! The person in front of me is terrifying!

He's really going to die.

"Price?" Eleven asked.

The man said tremblingly, "It's free, take it, take it!"

"It's free!" Stealing it isn't right either!

Why are these people so cowardly? Can't they just offer a reasonable price?

"Give him one hundred and fifty taels of silver, go to transfer the property, and then buy some bedding for household use." Su Jiaoniang didn't know the market prices, so she took out what she thought was acceptable.

He also paid attention to the expressions of the people in the middle while speaking.

A glimmer of clarity appeared in the eyes of the terrified man.

Su Jiaoniang added, "Let's buy some furniture! Let this middleman help us negotiate the price."

"It wouldn't be bad to have such a good money-making person in my hands," Su Jiaoniang said, and Shiyi pulled her out.

On the ninth day, the courtyard is cleaned up.

The fallen leaves and dust in the yard were swept up in a huge pile. Su Jiaoniang personally cooked in the kitchen. For her, the place where she ate was one of the only two things in life that required attention to detail; the other was where she slept.

A good environment is needed to sleep at night.

Good bed board!

After taking care of all this, I'll bring the people back with me on the eleventh.

The middle-aged man's face turned ashen as he watched the furniture in the courtyard become practical, the brocade quilt spread on the bed, and the windows in the main room being re-papered, making it bright and airy.

The dilapidated courtyard has regained its warmth.

The man smacked his lips, surprisingly not wanting to leave.

Especially the aroma wafting from the kitchen.

This taste...

"What are you doing standing here? I'm not looking for you anymore, get out of here!" Eleven fiercely drew his sword!

...

The Chinese people left with great reluctance.

Su Jiaoniang brought the delicious food she had prepared to the table. After a hearty dinner, she would start looking for the purpose of her visit the next day: to find a suitable shop and reliable staff to open the hot pot restaurant.

I slept soundly through the night.

Su Jiaoniang opened her eyes.

I walked with Eleven and Ninth on the most bustling street in ancient times.

Suddenly, Su Jiaoniang paused, looking at several customers who were walking out of the shop next door with great interest.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes!

She asked, "Where is this place?"

He pointed to a place called Xianrenju next to him.

"This is a newly opened shop, and business is booming. They serve hot pot dishes. Would you like to try some, young lady?" The waiter, who was very clever, heard someone asking.

They offered a warm greeting, just like a Haidilao (a famous hot pot restaurant chain) server.

Hot pot?

Boiled vegetables!

That thing is the prototype of hot pot!

“I’ll give it a try,” Su Jiaoniang said, leading Chu Jiu and Shiyi into the shop.

It was indeed hot pot inside, with a very complex broth, including old duck soup and pork tripe and mushroom soup. The broth was milky white, and apart from meat, mushrooms, or radishes, you could hardly see anything else.

but……

The taste of this soup.

Su Jiaoniang was grateful that her nose had become more sensitive after she transmigrated.

She could smell poppies in this thing.

Seeing that Chu Jiu took out a silver needle to test the soup base, the silver needle did not react.

Only then did he pick up his chopsticks!

After spending a few days together, Chu Jiu had gotten used to eating at the same table as Su Jiaoniang, and was about to pick up his chopsticks to cook some hot dishes.

Unexpectedly, someone hit the back of my hand with chopsticks.

"Who told you to sit here?" Su Jiaoniang adopted the demeanor of a principal wife.

Chu Jiu and Shi Yi exchanged a glance, not understanding what kind of drama Su Jiao Niang was putting on.

However, he still stood up cooperatively and quickly begged for forgiveness and apologized to Su Jiaoniang.

Su Jiaoniang stirred the food with her chopsticks, then clutched her stomach: "I'm a little full. We've already ordered all the dishes, it would be such a waste not to eat them. Waiter, can we pack these up and take them home to eat?"

Su Jiaoniang looked at the waiter beside her.

"That won't do. Our shop's rule is that you can only eat here. It's not appropriate for us to take it out."

Xiao Er had just noticed Su Jiao Niang's attitude towards Chu Jiu and Shi Yi.

She's difficult and domineering, not easy to get along with.

Who would dare to bully someone like that!

You won't gain anything and will only get yourself into trouble.

"Is that not possible?" Su Jiaoniang looked pained, staring at the meat and vegetables that had been served, then at the bubbling broth in the pot: "The broth in the pot is the soul of this dish. Give me two bowls of broth, I'll take them back to cook with the rice, is that alright?"

"..." That won't work.

However, the waiter saw the guards standing behind Su Jiaoniang begin to draw their swords.

Heaven have mercy, he was just a lowly laborer.

The monthly salary wasn't much, and I had to take care of my own food and lodging. I really didn't dare to have a conflict with Su Jiaoniang, lest I be kicked out of the hot pot restaurant again.

...

"Then I'll secretly get you some to take with you, but don't tell anyone!" the waiter warned, trembling.

Su Jiaoniang nodded vigorously.

After the negotiation was completed, Su Jiaoniang left with a bucket of soup base.

It was still a bit hot at midday. Su Jiaoniang stared at the wooden bucket in her hand, her gaze falling on Chu Jiu: "Take this to the village and have Doctor Liu check it to see if there are any poppies in it."

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