"This Uncle Ding looks to be in his forties or fifties. Can he manage to run the shop all by himself?" Zhang San was a little doubtful.
"So, I brought you here." Yun Qingran turned around, patted Zhang San's shoulder, and said with a smile, "San'er, I officially appoint you as the manager and head chef of Gaga Xiang."
"What is 'Gaga Xiang'?" Zhang San asked, completely bewildered.
"That's the name of the new shop. It sells antique hot pot base. The shop is called Gaga Xiang. Your job is to stir-fry the antique hot pot base. Go buy the ingredients later, and I'll teach you how to stir-fry it tonight." Yun Qingran had already arranged everything perfectly for him.
“I don’t want to.” Zhang San refused decisively. “Big sister, please, I’m a Robin Hood, the boss of the casino. You’re asking me to be a cook? My brothers will laugh me to death if they find out.”
“Brother, what are outlaws? They’re bandits. What are casino bosses? They’re thugs. With your previous background, you’d probably be a bachelor for life. But what is my Gaga Xiang restaurant? It’s a business owned by officials’ families. You becoming the manager and head chef of Gaga Xiang is like getting out of poverty, you understand? Don’t take this opportunity for granted.” Yun Qingran crossed her arms and looked at him with a look that said, “Don’t be ungrateful.”
Zhang San thought about it and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
“Zhang San, although being a bandit leader and a casino boss is exciting, these days, stability is the most important thing. A guaranteed income is always a godsend. Understand?” Yun Qingran put her arm around Zhang San’s shoulder and said to him earnestly.
"Hmm." Zhang San nodded, successfully tricked into switching from a bandit to a cook who makes hot pot broth.
"Good girl, let's go buy the ingredients. I'll teach you how to make the base for the antique pot." Yun Qingran smiled slightly at her.
This kid is so easy to fool!
Yun Qingran took Zhang San to the market and bought butter, star anise, Sichuan peppercorns, fennel seeds, cardamom, cinnamon, dried tangerine peel, bay leaves, garlic, and ginger. She also went to the pharmacy and bought angelica and licorice.
Angelica dahurica has a fragrant and slightly bitter taste, and can remove odors and increase appetite.
Licorice is a commonly used sweet spice with a bittersweet taste and a mellow aroma that can harmonize the flavors of various spices.
After buying these items, Yun Qingran asked Zhang San to take them back, while she went to the Northern Cold Prince's Mansion.
Upon arriving at the gate of the Northern Cold King's Mansion, she encountered Yun Xiyue.
"Ranran, what are you doing here?" Yun Xiyue asked, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes.
According to her father, the Northern Cold King personally escorted her back last night and also made an appointment with her today.
"The King of Beihan has something to discuss with me," Yun Qingran said shyly, then covered her face with her hands.
Looking at Yun Qingran's affected manner, Yun Xiyue cursed inwardly: "A bitch is just pretentious."
"Ranran, let me tell you a secret. I heard that when the Northern Cold King was on the frontier, he had women serving him in his tent every night. And it's said that he's not very good at that thing. You should stay away from him." Yun Xiyue pulled Yun Qingran aside and whispered.
That means that this stupid and ugly little bitch should stop coveting the Northern Cold King.
"What?! You're saying the Northern Cold King is no good?!" Yun Qingran exclaimed in surprise.
This shout drew the attention of all the guards at the Northern Cold Prince's residence.
"Keep your voice down!" Yunxi Yue was so frightened she almost jumped out of her skin.
That wicked woman, how can she be so brainless? Is it okay to say something like that so loudly? She really has a pig's brain.
Just then, the Northern King emerged with Pei Chen. He wore a black, fitted robe that accentuated his impressive physique, and a horned crown that made him appear noble and aloof.
Looking at the incomparably handsome Jun Molin, who seemed like a god descended from heaven, Yun Xiyue revealed a look of infatuation and determination.
She will definitely marry the King of Beihan, become the King of Beihan, and one day, become the Empress, overlooking this beautiful land with him.
"Jun Molin, my cousin said you're not good enough, is that true?" Yun Qingran ran up to Jun Molin and asked seriously.
As soon as the question was asked, the wind swept past, carrying two withered yellow leaves in a circle, and everyone seemed to freeze in place, completely motionless.
This question is quite groundbreaking even within the entire field of problem-solving.
Upon hearing these words, Yun Xiyue felt her vision go black and almost fainted. Was this wicked woman courting death? How dare she ask the Northern Cold King such a question! What's worse, she actually claimed that she was the one who said it.
"Your Highness, I didn't, I didn't! She framed me!" Yun Xiyue quickly knelt down, kowtowing as she explained.
“Cousin Xiyue, you just told me that when the Northern Cold King was on the frontier, there were women serving him in his tent every night, and that I should stay away from him,” Yun Qingran said with great seriousness.
"Shut up already!" Yun Xiyue glared at her fiercely.
Jun Molin glanced at Yun Xiyue, his eyes showing nothing but indifference. In his eyes, this kind of woman was no different from the weeds by the roadside and not worth his anger.
As for her spreading rumors about herself, Pei Chen will naturally punish her.
"Aren't you coming in?" Jun Molin looked at Yun Qingran, then turned and went back into the mansion.
"Oh, they're here." Yun Qingran quickly followed him into the Northern Cold Prince's Mansion.
Watching Yun Qingran enter the Northern Cold Prince's Mansion, Yun Xiyue clenched her hands tightly with jealousy, her long nails digging into her flesh, and only the intense pain could barely suppress her resentment.
The King of Northern Cold has always been chaste and averse to women. Why would this stupid and foolish wicked woman be able to gain his special favor? Why?
"Miss Yun, what brings you to the Northern Cold Prince's Mansion?" Pei Chen asked coldly, standing on Yun Xiyue, who was still kneeling on the ground.
This woman dares to spread rumors about the prince; she's truly courting death.
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