As I ate the sweet and sticky Tremella soup, I couldn't help but think of Mr. Fu. The thought of having my finger broken that day was a relief, but it quickly vanished.
"Bad, my boudoir will go with you."
That's when people came.
Fu: "It's just copper coins for a few dishes, how much can you earn?"
Yan Funing pondered for a moment and said, "After April, when the cool autumn air and the vibrant colors of the forests spread, the tourism business will pick up again. Uncle, you should suggest that he cooperate with the owner of the inn and continue to build the inn. By then, guests will be able to move in."
It's like being ordered to leave.
Going forward, it depends on the actual situation.
Anyone who wants to compete with me for business will win by defeating me.
But nowadays, the gangster can't even pass the examination to become a scholar.
Finally, Hu Ajing said, "It is said that anyone who registers can get 500 coins per mu of land."
Liu Song slapped his calf and became even angrier.
Outside the village, Wan Niang's family received unprecedented respect. When it came to Yan Fu Ning, everyone praised you for your cleverness and ability.
"Is there no one behind me?" Yan Funing narrowed her eyes. "Is this person willing to openly oppose you, so he came to look for me in the town?"
If my inn is built, it will be the first proper one in the town.
"Uncle, don't be angry. We can learn our dishes. Even if we can learn the tour route, we will focus on the food."
Liu Song choked: "Did you see that he stopped working? I thought he encountered difficulties."
But the Yan family said that if no one was interested, it meant that the inn should continue to be built.
Liu Song was shocked when he heard this: "Is it really like that?"
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