Soon, Manager Cao found the landlord, a middle-aged man who looked rather honest.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Manager Cao led them to the government office to complete the property transfer.
To their surprise, they encountered Magistrate Ling, who was about to leave, as soon as they arrived at the county government office.
He was talking to Butler Ling when a refined young man rode up on horseback.
The more Magistrate Ling looked at him, the more familiar he seemed. Then, when he saw Ah Da following behind him, his eyes widened, and he rubbed them vigorously.
He didn't even hear the butler, Ling, speaking to him.
He was notorious for his unruly behavior in the capital when he was young. But isn't it even more outrageous that Yan Qingqing is dressed in men's clothing, parading around the city, and even coming to his county government office?
Yan Qingqing did not expect to run into Magistrate Ling here, and the way Magistrate Ling looked at her clearly showed that he recognized her.
So he generously cupped his hands in greeting to Magistrate Ling and said, "Magistrate Ling, it's been a long time. Are you about to go out?"
Magistrate Ling: ...
They had clearly seen each other at Old Madam Ding's funeral not long ago, so why did they disappear again? Did Yan Qingqing not see him last time?
Manager Cao thought to himself that the lover Mingzhao had found was truly remarkable, as he was so familiar with Magistrate Ling.
But he'd never heard of such a person in Chengyang County. Could she be some extraordinary individual willing to hide her identity for the sake of Mingzhao? The more he looked at Yan Qingqing, the more she seemed unlike an ordinary person.
Yan Qingqing had no idea that with just one meeting with Magistrate Ling, Manager Cao had already imagined a grand drama of a talented scholar and a beautiful woman.
Finally, Magistrate Ling said helplessly, "What brings you to the yamen?"
Yan Qingqing smiled and said, "I've taken a liking to two shops, and I'm here today to process the marriage contract."
Magistrate Ling raised an eyebrow and said, "I didn't expect that the business of the magistrate Mingzhao would grow bigger and bigger. It seems that I will have to rely on the magistrate Mingzhao in the future."
Yan Qingqing said without any modesty, "That's easy to say, but I would appreciate it if Lord Ling could do me a favor today."
Magistrate Ling snorted and said, "Very well, Steward Ling, you take them to do it yourself."
Upon hearing this, Butler Ling quickly agreed.
Yan Qingqing was puzzled by Magistrate Ling's arrogant expression. She couldn't remember what she had done to offend him. Could it be that he was going through menopause?
Yan Qingqing thought about it more and more and felt that this was possible.
Thinking about this possibility, Yan Qingqing felt relieved.
Steward Ling led them directly to complete the marriage contract, while Magistrate Ling followed with a cold expression throughout.
After finishing, Yan Qingqing cupped her hands in thanks to Magistrate Ling and said, "Thank you very much, Magistrate Ling. Please have a meal with me when you have time."
Upon hearing this, Magistrate Ling's expression softened considerably, and he nodded to Yan Qingqing.
With nothing else to do, Yan Qingqing took A-Da and Mu Xi home.
I have to say that riding a horse is really fast; it only took half an hour to get home.
When Yuan Huiniang saw Yan Qingqing return, she quickly went to greet her.
During this time, Yuan Huiniang was very bored at home due to her pregnancy. At Yan Qingqing's home, she could at least keep chatting with her.
Although she and Li Xinniang were closer in age and had more to talk about, she inexplicably stopped liking her sister-in-law after Li Xinniang made a mistake regarding marriage.
So she tries to avoid seeing Li Xinniang whenever possible.
After Yan Qingqing returned to her room, Yuan Huiniang followed her closely, asking her all sorts of questions.
Yan Qingqing was very patient. Knowing that Yuan Huiniang had been feeling a bit stifled at home, she told her about everything she had seen and heard in the city.
Then, looking at Yuan Huiniang's slightly protruding belly, she said, "If you feel bored, I'll take you out for a walk when we have time. After all, your pregnancy is stable now."
Yuan Huiniang smiled and shook her head: "Mother, you are usually so busy that you rarely go out, and every time you go to the county town, it is to take care of important business. If I am really bored, I can just walk around in the village."
Yuan Huiniang's obedient and sensible nature is heartbreaking.
In fact, Yan Qingqing understood Yuan Huiniang's thoughts to some extent.
Firstly, because they had been together for a long time, Yuan Hui's mother genuinely regarded Qingqing as her own mother.
Secondly, the Li family's status and position have changed, and things will only get better in the future.
None of the three brothers, Li Xiang'an, were married yet.
Although we don't know what kind of girls they will marry in the future, one thing is certain: their backgrounds will not be inferior to Yuan Huiniang's.
If her future siblings win Yan Qingqing's favor, Yuan Huiniang will definitely have to rely on the affection she develops through daily interactions to gain a place in Yan Qingqing's heart.
Therefore, in order to put Yuan Huiniang at ease, Yan Qingqing always treated her extremely well.
Yan Qingqing changed her clothes, took out two red deeds for the shop from her bosom, handed them to Yuan Huiniang, and said, "Let's put them in the public treasury."
Yuan Huiniang nodded upon hearing this; this was already their family's rule.
Whether it was buying land or shops, the names on the deeds were all Yan Qingqing's, but the land deeds and house deeds were kept by the public security bureau.
Yuan Huiniang opened it and saw a red contract for a restaurant. She asked, "Mother, are you planning to open a restaurant?"
Yan Qingqing smiled and nodded, then shook her head and said, "Yes and no."
Yuan Huiniang was a little confused. What did she mean by "yes and no"? Her mother had never spoken so ambiguously before.
Yan Qingqing then explained, "I want to start a restaurant business, but my business model is different from others on the market."
I would display a variety of dishes in the store, and everyone would pay the same price to eat as much as they wanted.
Moreover, you can eat whatever you want, and the dishes are self-service without any restrictions.
However, the condition is that it cannot be taken out and there must be no waste.
Yuan Huiniang exclaimed, "Oh my god, is there really such a good thing?"
Yan Qingqing nodded and said, "Not only that, besides the dishes, there are two other ways to eat it: barbecue and hot pot."
Yan Qingqing had made both barbecue and hot pot for her children, and they tasted absolutely delicious. Thinking of this, Yuan Hui's mother couldn't help but feel a little hungry.
Yuan Huiniang had been learning business from Yan Qingqing for some time, so she asked doubtfully, "Mother, won't we lose money like this?"
Yan Qingqing smiled and said, "Of course not. We definitely have long-term suppliers for the dishes we serve, and we always get the lowest prices."
Moreover, most people will think it's a good deal and will definitely bring their families to try it.
It's much more affordable than those fancy restaurants, and you can enjoy a variety of ways to eat in one meal.
Even if there are occasionally people with large appetites who can eat their fill, they are a very small minority.
"Then I'll research some more drinks, and we'll have everything you could want. Why worry about not having enough customers?"
Yuan Huiniang thought it was a good idea. Even if the profit was a little less, it would be profitable once there were more people.
After figuring it out, Yuan Huiniang immediately became happy and praised Yan Qingqing, "Mother, you have a really good mind. I really don't know what you were thinking."
I've never heard of a restaurant doing business like this in my entire life.
Yan Qingqing laughed and said, "Actually, I prefer to call it a buffet restaurant."
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