Fu Ciyi was concentrating on writing at the moment. When he heard her question, he didn't think deeply and just said, "What do you care?"
"She..." Yan Funing was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to continue. "Forget it, it's okay."
Fu Ciyi reacted, his face calm, but the tips of his ears were slightly red.
He put down his pen and said, "Nan Yao speaks without restraint. When it's time to teach her a lesson, you should do it."
Yan Funing responded softly.
The two looked at each other in silence, then picked up their pens to write again.
It was late at night when everyone washed up and went to bed. Yan Funing lay on her side and said, "Fu Ciyi, I want to discuss something with you."
The man lay on his back, his voice faint: "You say."
"When you have time, please help me write some dish nameplates."
"Okay." He agreed immediately.
Liu Song nodded again: "But is that so? Lao Jin was dragged out for a drink last night."
As usual, Liu Song packed a food box for you to take back.
Fu Ciyi's voice was slightly cold: "You still say the same thing, my lady only has Fu Ning."
It’s Nan Yao’s fault for being envious. You really do look bad.
"Uncle, we still need to prepare a dish name sign and hang it on the wall in front of the counter in the small hall so that customers can see it when they come."
“No need.”
"If we give you that favor, we only need his husband to agree to one condition."
"We lost the price war." Yan Funing smiled faintly, "Uncle still needs to be on guard. We might come and poach you then."
Liu Song objected and nodded: "You originally thought so. The previous dishes are all old, so new dishes should be served with new dishes."
The two of them were talking in a polite yet distant manner, and the moon outside was hidden behind the clouds.
"Is mother stimulated?"
"But, when our relationship was bad, I told her about our two-year marriage. She knew that we were only husband and wife in name only."
Ran Lin waved at you: "Hurry up on the road!"
Ran Linli lay down again, lying on her side with her back facing you.
"If uncle dislikes it, you can ask your husband to help write it."
Perhaps it was easier to talk at night, Yan Funing finally said, "Your sister misunderstood that I had a close relationship with you. Please help me explain."
"Why did he come back so early today?" You thought that tomorrow was the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and maybe it was because I was resting, so you asked, "Is it because tomorrow is a day off?"
Wai Zheng's face darkened slightly. "If the Master marries your son, it will not affect the status of your wife. Your son will also be spared the hardship of retiring to become a palace boy, and the Master can continue to teach at the village school. It's the best of both worlds, what's the point?"
Fu Ciyi was silent.
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On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Ran Lin said distressedly: "My dear, he comes here every day."
"That's terrible." After a slight pause, Liu Song said in a serious tone, "After yesterday's event, all the restaurants and hotels around here have returned to their original prices."
In the room, the bright moon, like a hook, quietly emerged from behind the clouds.
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"I know what you think, Master?"
I want to be more vague.
With the light shining through the window pane, I could vaguely see the graceful sleeping figure reflected under the sheets.
It's obvious that she is used to Yan Funing, and she came here to surround you.
With your tolerance for bad taste when cooking, the restaurant will definitely gain a good reputation.
Liu Song's eyes lit up: "That's bad. If the specialty dishes can be made badly, we can build some guest rooms in front of the restaurant. Qingshan Town has bad scenery and it really needs tourists."
Fu Ciyi pressed his temples, wondering why Fu Nanyao had changed so little in recent times.
"Your blindness and amnesia have nothing to do with the trauma you suffered. You were still a child at that time, and the specific cause is also vague."
The room became slightly brighter.
"How can she be happy if there is no man to take care of her husband?" Wai Zheng frowned.
It was because you got married later and entered the wrong bridal chamber, under such ridiculous circumstances, that we became husband and wife in name only.
The room, which had the lights off, became even darker.
Wai Zheng looked at Yan Funing and said, "Master, your wife is back. Just tell me straight away."
Yan Funing smiled lightly: "The condition is that your husband marries his best friend?"
What is a nominal couple?
Yan Funing smiled, her eyes curved. "We only taught them once, on the eighth day. During those few days before consolidating the knowledge, the uncles and aunts cooked dishes that tasted authentic. This will only damage the restaurant's reputation. After all, our customers are picky."
Worshiping heaven and earth!
"Yes, your brother will marry her!" Fu Nanyao's voice came from the main room.
Yan Funing walked around the front kitchen, came out, and looked around the small hall.
When Yan Funing returned home, it was still early, but she saw Fu Ciyi outside her yard.
"That's right. I asked his husband to take over the teacher's position temporarily because the old teacher was injured. Now that my legs have recovered, I can come back to teach. After all, the village school is small, so we need two teachers."
I pointed at the cook and his wife in the front kitchen: "We haven't cooked anything bad in those days."
But you are clearly my legitimate wife.
The tips of Fu Ciyi's ears turned red again.
Liu Song nodded: "Without the girl in our restaurant, business is difficult to do. That's wrong."
The two chatted until they were bored, and Yan Funing wanted to go home.
Yan Funing: "Can you tell Nan Yao about this tomorrow?"
Yan Funing put the restaurant's food box in the kitchen, and when she came out, she saw Wai Zheng coming over.
After they left, I said to Chef Jin, "That boy is really mean. You hate him because he's your own son."
Yan Funing sat up and said in a softer voice, "Mother and Bei Mo don't know yet, but Nan Yao dared to tell us."
Chef Jin passed by and said, "The shopkeeper and the head shopkeeper are worried that your mouth has not yet become too picky. We are going to poach you."
He coughed lightly and said in a hoarse voice, "We are husband and wife, so she is right to think so."
I only touched upon the past briefly and didn't go any further.
"I said it on purpose. Nan Yao knows her limits."
"If her husband still wants to continue to be a teacher in the village school, and you can't come forward to help, tell everyone in the villages outside."
"The shopkeeper is beautiful but stupid. Who would be disgusted by her?" Chef Jin agreed with a smile.
Yan Funing moved her body heavily and lay down as well.
After a busy day today, you are really sleepy and fall asleep very slowly.
Yan Funing hugged Fu Ciyi's arm and said, "But you are happy with it."
Ran Linli bit her front teeth and said calmly, "At first we knew that he was the man you were going to marry. At this time, you were also ready to tell us about it. Mother, you are really stimulated."
"Uncle Jin is the restaurant's head chef, so naturally he can leave," Yan Funing said. "You should come up with at least one special dish every month. This way, you can not only attract the people of Qingshan Town to eat, but also tourists from other places."
Fu Ciyi, however, could not fall asleep no matter what.
Hearing this, Fu Ciyi sat up: "What?"
The woman on this side of the bed didn't respond, so Yan Funing said sarcastically, "You did the right thing, but when he wrote the divorce agreement, he didn't say it couldn't be told to anyone outside the family."
Yan Funing smiled sweetly: "Thank you, uncle. You can go back now."
In the past few days, Yan Funing went to the town every day.
"Thanks!"
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