Chapter 213 If it’s something bad, you should tell me first
"Sister of the Wen family."
Wen Zhenyi heard Shen Hanxing's voice just as she stepped onto the stairs. She turned around and saw Shen Hanxing walking towards her.
When he approached, her brows furrowed slightly. Did he not eat well again? Why did he become visibly thinner after not seeing him for a few days? "Brother Shen, you didn't eat well?"
Chen Hanxing felt a little embarrassed. It wasn't that he didn't eat well, but he tried hard to eat, but he just couldn't taste the food.
Wen Zhenyi sighed: "Have you had breakfast?"
Shen Hanxing shook her head: “I was just about to come find Le Sheng to eat together.”
"Let's go. I just happened to have something to do with Young Master Cheng." Wen Zhenyi asked the servant to take her to the kitchen first.
The cook in the kitchen was a little surprised to see her: "Miss Wen, why are you here?"
"I'd like to use your kitchen to make some breakfast."
"Okay, okay, feel free to use it. Just tell us if you need anything."
Wen Zhen thanked him, checked all the ingredients in the kitchen, and made a bowl of wontons for the two of them.
A Xiang helped her bring the wontons to the flower hall. Cheng Lesheng had already gotten up and was sitting on the chair, yawning.
"Wow! Today I can actually eat breakfast made by Miss Wen herself." Cheng Lesheng smiled when he smelled the fragrance of the food.
Axiang put the plate on the table and stepped aside.
Wen Zhenyi placed two bowls of wontons in front of the two of them: "Eat them while they're hot. If you're free later, I have something to discuss with you."
Cheng Lesheng put away the folding fan in his hand, picked up the chopsticks and looked at her: "What's the matter?"
"Don't worry, eat first."
"If it's something bad, you'd better tell me first, otherwise I'm afraid I'll feel uncomfortable later."
Wen Zhenyi rolled his eyes: "It's not a bad thing."
Shen Hanxing looked at the wontons in the bowl. She hadn't eaten the food she made for a few days. She really missed it. She picked up the chopsticks and slowly started eating.
Cheng Le ate the wontons as if he had been hungry for several days, which made A Xiang look a little strange.
Wen Zhenyi's hand holding the teacup felt a little unnatural: "Master Cheng, how long have you been hungry?"
"Can I be hungry?"
"You're not convincing at all."
"Isn't this because you're a good cook?" Cheng Lesheng finished the wontons in his bowl and even drank up the soup: "I feel good."
When the maid saw that they had finished eating, she came forward to take away the bowls and chopsticks and replaced their tea.
Cheng Lesheng looked at Wen Zhenyi: "Tell me, what's the matter?"
"I have some stuff here, I wonder if you have any way to sell it to me."
Seeing that she had business to discuss, Cheng Lesheng put away his usual playful smile and sat up straight: "What is it?"
"Lotus root starch, vermicelli noodles, salted duck eggs, preserved eggs."
Cheng Lesheng frowned slightly: "I can understand the lotus root powder, but what's the rest?"
“It’s all food.”
"Have you made any?"
"Right now, we only have lotus root starch. We'll have to wait a while for salted duck eggs and preserved eggs."
"I have to see the thing before I can give you an answer."
"Okay, I'll send it to you then."
"It's the same for me to go to your store. It won't be a problem." Cheng Lesheng thought that he could get a free meal in her store.
"Okay, when will Master Cheng come back?"
"I don't know. If he wants to play, he'll play for a while. If he doesn't want to play, he might come back in a few days."
Wen Zhenyi turned his head and looked at Shen Hanxing: “Brother Shen, is there something going on with Master Cheng today?”
"Nothing, it's just that Master Cheng told me to come visit the house from time to time when he left."
Cheng Lesheng pouted: "My old man asked you to monitor me."
Shen Hanxing took a sip of tea from the teacup: “He is afraid that you will get drunk outside and no one will help you.”
"Will there be no one to help me, young master?"
"Yes, I'm just afraid that I'll end up with an illegitimate child."
"Chen Hanxing, you are going too far. I am a clean man."
Wen Zhenyi watched the two bickering with a smile until the housekeeper came to find Cheng Lesheng to deal with the family business affairs, and then they got up and said goodbye.
Cheng Lesheng saw them about to leave and quickly shouted to them, "I'll go to your store and have a meal later!"
Wen Zhen didn't even turn around: "My shop is closed today."
"No, you have to eat."
"You can eat if you want. Bring your own rations. I don't have time to buy food today."
"Okay, okay, I'll have someone buy it and send it over later. It's a deal."
Wen Zhenyi glanced at Shen Hanxing: “Is he always so shameless?”
Chen Hanxing curled his lips and chuckled: "You will know after a long time. Are you ready to go back now?"
"I'm going to the Lotus Garden."
"I'll go with you. I don't have anything to do."
A Xiang said tactfully, "Master, I'll go back to the shop and wait for Young Master Cheng to deliver the vegetables." After he finished speaking, without waiting for Wen Zhenyi to reply, he disappeared.
Wen Zhenyi and Shen Hanxing were stunned for a moment, and both shook their heads.
The market is very lively and you can see a lot of fruits. The prices of these fruits have dropped a lot.
Wen Zhenyi saw plums for sale at a reasonable price, so he bought some and had them delivered to the store.
When I passed by a pharmacy, I went in and bought some medicinal herbs.
Shen Hanxing looked at the herbs she bought: "Are you going to make herbal tea?"
"No, I'm going to make Danai cake."
"What's this?"
"When I come back from Lotus Garden, I'll make it and you'll know."
"By the way, during the few days you were away, many customers came to ask about the pastries and asked if they could place an order."
“Are there many people asking?”
"There are quite a few, most of them are servants of wealthy families. I see that many of them are not from this town, but seem to come from other places. I was told that you have been busy recently and I don't know when you will be able to do it."
"Some people said they would stay here for a few days and left their addresses. They asked us to bring them a message when we were ready and they would come over to make the order."
"Let's wait and see tomorrow. There's no rush now."
"Business has been very stable these days, about the same as before."
"Now that the breakfast shop is stable, there's no need to bother."
"But some customers come to ask when pork will be available again."
Wen Zhenyi was somewhat helpless about this: "It's hard to say. We are all new to pig farming. We are crossing the river by feeling the stones. It won't be smooth sailing."
"The owner of the beef stall asked me some questions indirectly."
"What's up?"
"Asking when beef will be needed, although the supply of pork is unstable now, the beef business has improved a lot, but he still has a lot of beef left over."
"What did he do with his leftover beef?"
"Either we sell them cheaply at the market, or we take them home and eat them ourselves."
“There shouldn’t be much left!”
"It's hard to say. Sometimes it's more, sometimes it's less, and the remaining amount varies greatly, so it's not easy to handle. I think he wants to come to you to find a solution."
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