Chapter 79 Guess

It was good that he was fine. Si Li was just about to go check on the storekeeper Tang when he heard the guards from the Prince of Yue's palace come back after searching the entire shop and report, "Deeds, banknotes, and other items are all gone. There is no sign of external force on the doors, windows, and walls. The wooden spoon that hit the man has been found. Please take a look."

The remains of the wooden spoon in the man's hand were shocking. The broken handle and the blood-stained spoon head clearly showed how much strength the person who used the weapon had used. Si Li felt a chill in her heart. With this evidence, Manager Tang didn't even need to wake up. She could basically determine who wanted to kill him.

Si Li pressed his forehead and said, "Thank you for your help, Prince. I'll have someone report it to the authorities."

"We've sent people after them. I'll handle it." Jiang Hengyun said calmly, and walked out from the back door with his sleeves rolled up.

Si Li was stunned for a moment and didn't follow. Jiang Hengyun turned around to meet her puzzled look and explained, "I...my eldest brother has a capable person on his side. He can arrest the criminals, bring the case to justice, search for the person, and investigate the dirty work faster than Jingzhao Yin."

The deeply rooted concept of going to the police and government when there is a problem was suddenly overturned. Si Li recalled the speed at which His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had people investigate the horse-stirring accident, and then thought about the speed at which the guards of the Prince of Yue's Palace investigated the crime scene. He silently sighed at the centralized resources of the ruling class, and nodded in agreement without being pretentious, jokingly saying, "I'll ask the prince to take care of this matter. When Uncle Tang wakes up, I'll have him take care of the prince's milk tea supply."

Jiang Hengyun looked down at her, the dead branches in the back alley casting a strange shadow on his face. Si Li inexplicably felt the momentum around her weaken, blinked, took a few steps forward and followed him, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Hengyun did not answer, and the two of them walked back to Wanglaiju, leaving the guards wearing the clothes of the Prince of Yue Palace to breathe a sigh of relief. The leading guard, the commander Hulu, pulled his collar and said, "Who will carry this old man over?"

"Boss, let me do it!"

The guards who had been silent and disciplined just now came over with a laugh and hooked their hands on Hulu's shoulders, "Boss, Your Highness, what is this...?" He crossed two fingers, with a meaningful and ambiguous look in his eyes.

"Tsk!" Hulu elbowed him and chased him away. "Did you guys guess about His Highness? Wasn't Twelve wrong just now? Go and accept the punishment yourself!"

"It's not me, it's Eleven!"

The muted noises of the mess did not escape the courtyard. Hulu waved his hand to let someone clean up the mess, and turned his eyes to the side of the courtyard wall. Love affairs between men and women are too complicated to distinguish, even Mr. Zhong feels that it is difficult to talk about this matter. These young people want to understand what the Crown Prince is thinking, which is really wishful thinking. However, if he were to say, isn't it enough to have something to eat, who cares if it is the future Crown Princess or a colleague?

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Si Li followed "Jiang Lang" back home. Jiang Hengyun sat down and watched the chess game without saying anything. The chessboard still had the unfinished game from the previous day. The melted snow water flowed on it, and it was stained with dead leaves from who knows where. Si Li was just thinking about what to do with her business if something happened to Tang Ji, when she saw the big customer trying to dirty his clothes. She quickly took a clean rag and put it next to the chessboard to absorb the water.

Originally, she wanted to wipe it directly, but she couldn't do it like Meng Taotao who had a photographic memory. After wiping the chessboard, the chess game could not be restored, so she simply gave up. Anyway, the rag was there, and if the waste water was really dirty, she could just ask this dear to do it herself.

The butcher in the front hall was still waiting for news. When he saw Si Li coming back, he stood up and asked in a loud voice, "Where is Old Tang? What happened?" He had also heard the noise just now, but the shop was no longer his, and it was not appropriate to enter someone else's backyard. He could only sit here and feel uneasy.

"Don't panic, don't panic..." Si Li tried to calm the middle-aged man down, and asked Wang Ting to hold the horse shoe cabinet, who was a little exhausted after the emergency, and drink a glass of water. Then he explained the situation next door in detail, and finally instructed, "The prince intervened, so don't tell anyone about the follow-up of this matter, so as not to get into trouble."

The horse butcher patted his chest to calm down, feeling angry and scared, "Of course I know this. I've seen Old Tang's nephew a few times, and he's always thinking about evil ways. I told him not to be so open-hearted, but he didn't listen. If something goes wrong, it's like gambling with your life! What's the point of having children? Look at this, he brought his nephew here to kill me..."

"Hey, Dad, what are you thinking about?" The horseshoe's son was listening and suddenly the battlefield was pulled to himself. He turned from supporting his father's back to the front, squatting beside the horseshoe to comfort him, "If you are angry, beat me up?"

"Get lost!" The horse butcher rolled his eyes and turned to Si Li, "Old Tang needs help, and my family needs help too, so I'll leave the care to you. If someone gets hurt, the business won't go on, so what do you think of this milk?"

Si Li didn't have much else to do now, so she wanted to help out. There were many young boys in the nursery who wanted to work, so she took this job. No matter what, Manager Tang was both a neighbor and a partner, so even if it was just to help him recover and make money, it was her duty to take care of him. As for the Ma family's milk...

"If it's delivered, just keep it and pay me. I'll just deliver half of tomorrow's milk first. Can you understand the special circumstances?"

The horse butcher glared at me and said, "You're going to make my head spin. Even if you don't want me to do it, I won't say no!"

The milk tea business that Tang Ji was in charge of thus returned to Si Li. However, Si Li was only good at talking on paper when it came to milk tea making. Previously, she had given the key points and the rest was perfected by Tang. Now that Wanglai Ju had to make the milk tea, even if the taste was perfect, it would probably be a little off. It was not impossible to sell it at a discount for a few days.

Considering the labor cost, special flavors and special ingredients are not available. Si Li plans to sell only two flavors of milk tea, one of which is the jasmine milk tea that she tricked Tang into buying at the beginning. It's simple and familiar.

As the winter is getting colder, Tang Zhanggui previously launched ginger sugar milk tea and red date milk tea. This time, he will offer ginger date milk tea to nourish people.

They did what they said. The pots at home inevitably had the smell of oil. The small pots previously entrusted to Zhong Liuru had not been modified yet. Si Li had to borrow the stove and various ingredients prepared by Tang Zhanggui's shop to start mixing them.

The upgraded cooking level brought a subtle intuition. There was no progress bar or ingredient list when making milk tea. However, even without a clear recipe, she was able to make a pretty good product after a few random attempts. When Si Li thought about her previous cooking failure, it seemed like a lifetime ago.

The beauty of second-level cooking is not only reflected in the cooking intuition. Standing in the kitchen, the subtle sounds and smells are amplified, and the five senses are extremely sensitive. Si Li touched Tang Kee's milk pot and could even feel a protruding scar on the two handles of the milk pot.

The noisy feeling when she just woke up was not an illusion or discomfort, but a direct manifestation of her improved cooking skills. Thinking of the system's name of the God of Cooking, Si Li couldn't help but be distracted for a moment. If it was really such a name, could it be that she had traveled through time and space to a fantasy story of cultivating immortals?

Her misty thoughts were suddenly awakened by the sundries thrown into the pot. Si Li looked carefully and found that the ginger that was supposed to be thrown in was still there, but the rag had entered the pot.

After cooking a pot of milk tea, Si Li tasted the newly brewed jasmine milk tea. The taste was similar to the previous one, and it was not a big problem if it was a little sweet. She still remembered the low pressure when the prince of Yue who stayed in her yard talked about milk tea. She simply didn't want to touch his mold and distributed the newly brewed pot to the guards of the Yue Palace who were still guarding the sugar water shop. At first, the young people said they didn't want it, but when they saw Hulu accept it, they took a bowl each. A bowl of hot sweet water in winter can always warm the heart.

Si Liduo took a look at Hulu, who looked familiar. He seemed to be the leader of the guards, but he was not guarding the prince next door, but was hiding here. Hulu finished his drink and came over with a smile to continue begging for food, "Young shopkeeper Si, why don't you make snacks?"

Si Li could of course use the two recipes of the original owner, but the style of the current Wanglai Ju was incompatible with them. She had originally planned to wait for Guan Ji to send the successfully developed new products and then put them on the shelves for sale together. When she was suddenly mentioned at this time, Si Li was a little surprised. If she remembered correctly, the prince did not buy anything from the stall during the previous Buddhist meeting. So where did this person eat it?

With a nervous heart, Si Li said calmly, "It's too troublesome to do it once, so I'll ask others to do it later." This is also the truth. Although Si Li can make snacks with the help of the system, wouldn't it be better to cut two more potatoes to improve her proficiency? Although I don't know whether the requirements for upgrading to level three are still proficiency and recognition, it is always good to do more.

"Ah..." Hulu's regretful sigh made people feel guilty. Si Li thought for a moment and comforted him, "Guan Ji's snacks should be delivered soon. When they are put on the counter, you can buy that one."

"Then we have to wait for the prince to reward us." Hulu looked at Si Li who had no intention of going to the next door and gave a hint.

Si Li slapped her head and said, "Then I'll go see Uncle Tang. He still owes the prince milk tea!"

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It's not that Si Li didn't understand his hint, she just stood at the back door and glanced at the yard. Jiang Shizhi didn't know what he was angry about, his face was very gloomy, and decided not to be a shield. She quietly called Xiao Que, who had just returned from Nancheng to look for Ah Sheng and the others, and the half-grown children she brought back to go with her to the dessert shop.

When there are too many people, there will be more noise. Jiang Hengyun looked up at the people coming out of the fish tunnel, but he didn't see the familiar figure, so he sneered. Zhong Liuru, who was delivering documents from next door, saw his expression and asked coldly, "Your Majesty?"

Jiang Hengyun took the scroll, which was embroidered with a dragon in gold thread, a palace standard. He glanced at the contents, his face gloomy, "It would be better to let the people from the Dongyang Mansion see it, so that they don't act like I'm going to eat their daughter and brother all day long."

These words were harsh, and compared to the usual calmness and indifference, they were already angry. Zhong Liuru knew that this pressure was not caused by Concubine Yuan in the palace, but was accepted by the Dongyang Mansion. For a moment, he could only sigh that they were unlucky. He stepped forward and took the scroll with His Highness's red pen in his hands, praising in a low voice, "Your Highness is kind-hearted."

When the Duke of Dongyang received the news that the concubine and the second prince would attend the flower viewing banquet at the Prince of Yue's mansion this year, they were so excited that it felt like the New Year had come. The noisy cheers spread from the outer courtyard to the main house in the inner courtyard. The old Duke of Dongyang knocked on the small door beside his bed, but his voice did not sound like he had been ill for a long time. He scolded, "Your thoughts are all on your face!"

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The author has something to say:

The princes are called "Your Highness" and the crown prince is called "Your Highness". The "Your Highness" in the previous chapter was not a typo.