Yan Funing asked Liu Song to lock the purse back in the drawer and come back to get it when she was about to go home.
Liu Song naturally agreed and asked with a smile: "My daughter, do you have any new dishes this time?"
"It's very humid this season, so I'm planning to come up with two medicinal dishes to dispel dampness and strengthen the spleen, one more expensive and one more affordable. Uncle, what do you think?"
Liu Song nodded: "Listen to my daughter."
"Then please lend me your pen and ink."
"Just write in the accounting office. The hustle and bustle of people in the lobby will affect your thinking."
"Okay." Yan Funing agreed.
Liu Song personally arranged the brush and ink, and spread out the rice paper. After leaving the accounting office, he instructed the cook, the maid, and the waiters not to disturb Yan Funing's contemplation.
Soon, Li Xinheng and Feng came to the lobby from the backyard.
Hearing that Yan Funing was in the accounting office, the two men walked towards the office at the same time.
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In their opinion, as long as Yan Funing is there, they will be able to find the colorful jade.
Helplessly, Xi Exue and Feng, who liked each other, had to go to the front yard again.
Fu Ciyi sat in the driver's seat: "Miss, the car is broken, let's go to the school to pick up the master."
When you get home, you should tell me.
At the entrance of Liuji Restaurant, Caiyu helped Yan Funing back out of the carriage.
Caiyu had just opened her mouth when Li Xinheng stepped towards her and said, "Of course."
Shop assistant Feng took a few quick steps and said, "Miss Caiyu, it's been a while since I last saw you. How have you been lately?"
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Sure enough, Caiyu was standing at the door of the accounting office.
Shopkeeper Feng glanced at Li Xinheng unhappily: "I didn't ask you."
When I was leaving with the lunch box, Yan Funing came out with a new medicinal food menu.
The woman cleared her heat and said, "You need to give a clear answer."
Yingyi frowned: "Are you his best friend?"
The woman put down her chopsticks with a loud snap, and the sound was so loud that Yingyi shuddered.
As she entered, she muttered to herself, "A village girl is such a bad invitation that she is willing to come to the mansion to cook. Fortunately, the young master will not be satisfied with the meal."
He immediately expressed regret and said, "If the cook goes out to cook and someone else learns from him, it will be a loss for the restaurant. The head shopkeeper is your son, and you are so reluctant to let a boy like you go in there."
Mr. Ding continued to test for poison as usual. Only when he saw anything abnormal did the older woman start eating.
Ying nodded: "That's about it."
Liu Song said, "This is complicated. Use an insulated food container to ensure that the food is still cold when you eat it."
"Relatives." Liu Song answered with a smile again.
"Oh, a relative?"
Ying Yi walked back with his head down, and plodded to his knees: "I was selective with my words, and I know I was wrong!"
Yingyi was already panicking, and kowtowed, saying, "I know I was wrong, please punish me, sir!"
Fu Nanyao asked mischievously, "Sister-in-law, is there a share of the monthly allowance for you?"
Liu Song greeted him coldly: "Sir, are you here to return the food box?"
You have discovered it before, and after comparing it today, it is really obvious, but your writing is worse than mine.
First, we discussed our relationship. Ying kept saying, "But your son wants to eat the medicinal food that's just out of the pot."
Yingyi put the food box under the counter and asked with a smile, "Boss, could you please ask the head manager of their restaurant to come to your house and make some medicinal dishes?"
Li Xinheng clenched his huge fist and said, "I'll answer for Caiyu. I'm with her every day, so I naturally know whether she's okay or not."
Caiyu scratched her head and raised her voice to persuade, "Stop arguing. The girl is thinking of new dishes."
The car stopped in the yard, and Yan Funing said to Fu Ciyi, "Brother Li, please come back later. Today we will calculate the monthly salary."
The accounting office finally became quiet.
"So, the Yan family adopted the child of Liu Song's relative?"
Liu Song repeatedly said bad, and looked at the words on the paper: "The handwriting of the girl is getting worse and worse."
Li Xinheng stepped in front of him and the two immediately started arguing.
Yingyi respectfully said yes.
Ying Yi took the opportunity to say, "The young master ordered his subordinates to investigate the identity of this girl. There has been no news from other counties, but I just heard from the innkeeper at the restaurant that Yan Funing and I are related."
Everyone noticed that Li Xinheng had returned.
Fu Ciyi rubbed his hands in surprise: "How bad!"
In Qingshan Academy, when Li Xinheng finished his lunch in the dining hall, he always saw Fu Ciyi coming to serve the food, let alone you.
Fu Ciyi was surprised: "Did the young master return home those days?"
The two women spoke in low voices. Liu Song overheard them and came over with a sullen face. "Are they busy? They went to the stable to brush the white horse's coat."
Yan Funing returned to the west wing first, put away the dividends, and took out some silver from her own purse.
In the Xuanzhu Hall of the mysterious house, Ying brought out medicinal food.
You first gave Fu Ciyi seven taels of silver.
When the sun was setting, I looked at the light and thought again that it was time for you to go home.
Near noon, Yingyi came to the restaurant carrying an empty lunch box.
Fu Ciyi only earned one or four hundred coins a month driving an ox cart. Seeing the two large ingots, he was delighted and asked, "Are they all for you?"
In a secluded corner of the clinic, a pair of cold eyes stared through the window at the carriage driving away.
Hearing this, Fu Ciyi waved his whip and the carriage started moving.
"Come to think of it, how could a lone man become the head manager of a restaurant?"
This young man from the capital has a chance.
Hearing that the monthly payment was to be calculated, Fu Beimo and Meng Li, who were practicing martial arts in the yard, hurriedly left the house.
You took out a piece of paper and handed it over first, then pointed to the seventh piece of paper: "That one has complicated ingredients and uses a lot of herbs. It's called Spleen Strengthening and Dampness Removing Porridge. It just needs to be relatively affordable."
And just now I went to the main hall.
Liu Song thought about it. First, his daughter-in-law was still designing a medicinal meal, so he could interrupt her. Seventh, medicinal meals were a specialty of the restaurant, and the recipes were expensive. If someone asked his daughter-in-law to make medicinal meals, she must have some ulterior motive.
A quarter of an hour ago, the carriage returned to the outskirts of the village.
"Yes, Uncle Man. Your husband forced you to practice calligraphy."
At this moment, Li Xinheng went to the dining hall with the teachers.
A warm breeze blows at noon, and the sun shines low over the forest.
"Uncle, that medicinal dish is mainly made of chicken and pork stomach, with herbs such as Codonopsis pilosula, Poria cocos, and wolfberry. It is quickly stewed and is quite expensive."
As he spoke, he held up the paper and compared it with the dish name sign hanging on the wall. He was surprised to find that the sharpness of the bad words was consistent.
This time, when she ate the medicinal food at the right temperature, the woman's gentle smile disappeared.
"You are such a weird person." Feng moved closer to Caiyu.
Yan Funing said calmly, "I'm preparing for the exam at school. Please don't disturb me during those few days."
The young man had seen the village girl through the curtain several times, but he was so heartless even though he only saw her through the curtain once. Moreover, the young man knew that the village girl had no husband, yet he was still so heartless.
Yan Funing nodded. "The stable is on his family's land, and he's even bothered to have his mother help feed the horses. The fodder is from his family. Add to his monthly salary, and you can give him seven taels of silver. Is that okay with him?"
Yan Funing sat down: "No one has a share."
I know whether you will send Fu Ciyi to deliver the food or you will come yourself.
The woman looked hot and coughed violently, causing the corners of her eyes to turn red.
"Who is the village girl?"
"Well, I have to study hard."
Your handwriting really doesn't have any trace of Li Xinheng's.
Halfway through the journey, his eyes consciously glanced towards the small entrance of the school.
Ying nodded: "Okay."
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