Chapter 467 Three Days of Passionate Performance
"Okay, husband, I support whatever you decide."
Li Yuzhi completely trusts Huo Qingchuan, and her bright eyes are filled with deep affection.
This is the look that comes from being satisfied with life.
After going through so much hardship, with his wife, children and family by his side, Huo Qingchuan felt refreshed and had endless strength.
"Then I will go to the palace to take care of things."
He stroked the woman's hair, his eyes filled with reluctance.
Recently, I have been leaving early and coming back late, staying in the palace until midnight, and I have no time to spend with her properly.
I really miss the days in the valley.
"If there aren't enough maids, find a few more. Your health is more important now."
"I'll take care of it. Don't worry about the trivial matters at home."
This is not a trivial matter, it is the most important thing!
Huo Qingchuan smiled and said nothing more.
When he was about to leave, Li Yuzhi remembered something.
"By the way, my husband, Xiaoya has returned to the military camp, and I can't visit her all the time. If you have time, you can call her to talk."
Sang Ning told her some things before leaving, but she saw that Xiaoya was no different from before, still laughing and joking.
Feng Dali returned to the army to recuperate, and Xiaoya also ran back to the barracks after her eyes recovered.
But she had asked around, and it seemed the two didn't have much interaction.
This made her even more worried.
What does Xiaoya think?
"Yes, I will."
…
Langya City.
On the busy main street.
A fortune-telling stall was set up.
The young woman was shouting loudly, oh no, she was promoting loudly.
"Sir, your predictions are so accurate! You said I would have a windfall today, and sure enough, I just found ten cents! Here, let me tell you another fortune."
"Okay, okay, what's the matter this time?"
The Taoist priest is a little too young and too... good-looking.
Apart from wearing Taoist robes, he doesn't look like a Taoist at all.
He should be happy to be recognized by others, but he was calm and even had a bit of resentment in his eyes.
"Boy, stand up and do what you love. You are just a poor Taoist priest with no money, and you have many competitors!"
Sonning whispered a warning and motioned for him to look to the side.
Ten meters away there was a fortune-telling Taoist priest with a mustache glaring at them.
"It's not that necessary. Just send a message and ask someone to send us some money." Huo Changan suggested weakly.
"What are you sending us? We are experiencing people's livelihood now. If you don't get to know people's livelihood, how can you know what kind of life they are living? Calculate quickly!
Oh, Taoist priest, please calculate when my mother will find a good marriage for me, and what my future husband will look like."
Huo Changan raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a hidden look in his eyes, as if there was a blazing flame burning in them.
Several people stopped to watch.
Huo Changan had no choice but to look away, "Miss... there will be good news when you go back today.
Your husband has three brothers and a sister, and his parents are both honest and loyal, so don't worry."
"So how does he look? How's his health? Is there anyone as good-looking as the Taoist priest? If you're not in good health, you can't do farm work."
suck--
The men and women who stopped by all gave Sang Ning an admiring look.
With Sang Ning in front of them, they won't feel embarrassed to ask anything later.
Is this young Taoist priest's ability really as amazing as his appearance?
"He's as tall as me, but his physique... even ten of you wouldn't be a match for him!"
Sang Ning couldn't help but tighten his legs, swallowed, and chuckled twice.
"Thank you, Taoist Priest, thank you, Taoist Priest. I will go home and take a look."
"uh-huh!"
The Taoist priest cleared his throat vigorously, as if to remind her not to go too far.
Sang Ning turned around and said to the others, "Quickly do the math. It's really effective. I'll tell you a secret: this young Taoist priest looks a lot like the Dongshan God that my family worships. Could he be the reincarnation of the Dongshan God?"
"God of Dongshan?"
An old lady immediately stared at Huo Changan.
“It really seems like that.”
"That's impossible. The God of Dongshan has already become an immortal. It's impossible for him to reincarnate," said her companion.
"But it really does look alike. Never mind, let me calculate it for my son first."
Go ahead and calculate it, it will definitely be accurate.
Huo Changan's ability to tell fortunes is still there! He's not one of those street swindlers who pretends to be ghosts.
Sang Ning ran away in a flash.
She walked around the city and found that business was very poor in all the restaurants, big or small.
People are living a hard life now, and Langya is a small city, so they don’t have the spare money to eat out.
She entered a fairly large restaurant. It was dinner time, but there were only two or three tables of customers.
She asked the shopkeeper if he wanted the recipe. The shopkeeper looked worried and said he would give it to her for free, but at most he would give Sang Ning a steamed bun.
To get rid of beggars!
"To be honest, my boss is considering closing the business. Even if I were to give him the recipe, I wouldn't be able to use it. I don't know where I'd find another job! Oh!"
The shopkeeper was sharp-eyed and noticed that Sang Ning had a good temperament and an accent from another place, so he said a few more words.
"Oh." Sang Ning also sighed.
"Even if we close tomorrow, we have to give it one last try today. It's worth the wages we got today. And since you're so considerate of your boss, it will also improve your reputation when you find work in the future. Don't you agree?"
The shopkeeper looked at Sang Ning in surprise.
Yes, that’s right, but how can I work hard?
Is he going to make the customers smile?
Sang Ning grinned and said, "I have an idea. Come and listen to it, boss."
"Young lady, please speak."
"What's your cheapest dish?"
"A small portion of cold food, stir-fried chrysanthemum, and houttuynia cordata soup..."
"Okay, that's enough. You can combine these dishes into a set meal and give me a 10% discount. It's only about a dozen coins, which is about the same as the price in those small restaurants.
But the environment and quality of your restaurant are much better than theirs. If someone wants to eat, they will definitely choose this place first."
In the face of the shopkeeper's disapproving look, Sang Ning explained the principle of drainage.
Once people come in, why don’t many people order some profitable meat dishes?
Moreover, people have a herd mentality, which is the herd effect.
Seeing that there are so many people here, they must have followed in.
The shopkeeper's expression changed, and he began to calculate with his eyes rolling.
"Listen to me, write a notice with the most favorable set meal at the door, and have the waiter greet customers outside so that people won't be afraid to come in.
The last thing is to ask someone to spread an important news.
Let’s say that the Xiqing Restaurant invited a top storyteller from the capital, and that’s me.
I must emphasize that I, Mr. Sangsang, am the first person in the Northern School of Pingshu and have always served the royal family and the nobles.
I passed by Langya today and heard about the appearance of the gods in Dongshan. I was deeply moved and would like to perform here for three days, free of charge!
Let them come to the Xiqing Restaurant to listen to storytelling. I guarantee that the stories told are unprecedented and will never be surpassed. If you miss out, you will regret it for the rest of your life!
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