Liu Song nodded and said, "According to my daughter's suggestion, we should focus on the food business and stop doing the tourism and hotel business?"
"Now that the weather is getting colder and the autumn is bleak, the tourist business is no longer viable. As for the hotel business, this is the only way. Uncle, let's focus on opening a restaurant in the capital."
Liu Song's eyes lit up. "Right, how could I have forgotten about this? Let those greedy little thieves run wild in Qingshan Town!"
The only one who called County Magistrate Fu and Master Yan petty thieves was Liu Song.
Yan Funing chuckled.
Seeing her smile, Liu Song was happy: "My daughter, we uncle and nephew are working together, and we are not afraid of anything."
With a direction, everyone in Liuji Restaurant worked hard and was not affected at all by Huang Aodong's inn.
At noon, Fu Ciyi was surrounded by a group of people and came to the restaurant.
This group of people were the teachers of Qingshan School led by the head of the pavilion, plus one more person, Lu Wenfeng.
They asked for a large private room and set up two tables to celebrate Fu Ciyi's birthday.
Just as they were enjoying their meal, someone came to the Fu family's new house.
Looking at the strange middle-aged man in front of her, Fu Nanyao asked politely, "What's the matter?"
Huang Aodong smiled and introduced, "I've always heard of Mr. Jie Yuan's talent. Coincidentally, I'm opening an inn today, so I'd like to ask you to help write an inscription."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and motioned the young woman following him to come forward.
Looking at the woman with a strong fragrance emanating from her body, who was pinching her waist very tightly, Fu Nanyao wondered, "Who is this?"
Huang Aodong put on a smile and said, "It's just a small gift, not a token of respect. I'll give this to Mr. Jie Yuan as a bed warmer."
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