The little girl named Wanwan's eyes lit up as she looked at her brother with surprise. Only after her brother nodded did she take the pastries from Ye Lingyu's hands.
Ye Lingyu reached out and picked her up, sitting her down on the stool: "Sit still, this is all for you to eat. Eat slowly, and drink this bowl of porridge later too."
As she spoke, Cheng Qingyan also served the young man a bowl of porridge.
The two children ate in a relatively polite manner, without making too much noise, and sat very well.
After they had finished eating, Cheng Qingyan asked them, "Now that we know your sister's name is Wanwan, how would you address this young man?"
The young man bowed and said, "My name is Du Yuchun, and my sister's name is Du Yuwan. We are deeply grateful for your help today and have no way to repay you. Please accept our bow."
"Wanwan, come here and kneel down."
Without any suspicion, Du Yuwan walked to Du Yuchun's side and knelt down.
Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu helped the two up. Despite their young age, they were quite well-mannered and spoke eloquently.
When the doctor came to examine Du Yuchun, he also took Du Yuwan's pulse. After confirming that Du Yuchun only had superficial injuries and that neither he nor Du Yuwan were seriously injured, and that their thinness was due to malnutrition, Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu were relieved.
If you are lacking nutrition, supplement it; as long as you don't have any other health problems, you're fine.
Less than fifteen minutes after the doctor left, a commotion erupted in the main hall of the No. 1 Restaurant. At the same time, Feng Yishui, who was tied up outside the door, also started shouting.
He was tied to a pillar in the corridor, and through the railing he could see his savior, Feng Wanshan, coming over.
"Father, save me! Please save me! I'm going to be beaten to death!"
Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu exchanged a smile and shook their heads inside the room.
Before Feng Wanshan could go upstairs, Cheng Qingyan tugged at Ye Lingyu's hand: "Wife, you stay inside with the children, I'll go out and deal with them."
Ye Lingyu looked outside but didn't see anything. She then reminded him, "Be careful not to get hurt."
Very well, it wasn't a request for her to go easy on her, but rather a reminder not to get hurt. Truly worthy of being her wife, very capable.
As they closed the door and came out, the young man who had led them there earlier also came over.
"My lord."
Cheng Qingyan glanced at him but said nothing. She thought he was going to stop her, but to her surprise, he simply greeted her and then stood behind her.
Feng Wanshan arrived in a menacing manner, bringing with him more than a dozen servants and guards. The servants carried clubs, and the guards held swords and spears. Several guards also stood at the entrance of the "Number One Restaurant Under Heaven"—were they afraid she would escape?
Who knows who'll be tumbling out of here later?
Cheng Qingyan and the young man stood at the top of the stairs, while Feng Wanshan and his men blocked the entrance. This enraged Feng Wanshan, who resembled Zhang Fei with a stubble beard and bulging eyes. He pointed at Cheng Qingyan, his face contorted with rage: "You're the one who kidnapped my son, and now you want me to pay a ransom? You really think I, Feng Wanshan, am a pushover? Release my son right now, kneel down and atone for your sins, and maybe we'll spare your life!"
Cheng Qingyan looked down at him, her eyes showing no fear: "That's right, it's me. Did you bring the money? If not, get lost and stop talking nonsense."
The servant behind Feng Wanshan pointed his stick at Cheng Qingyan, mirroring exactly how Feng Wanshan had pointed at Cheng Qingyan just moments before. Truly, they were born of the same family; like master, like servant.
"How dare you speak to my lord like that! Do you know that my lord is a favorite of the Emperor? Offending him will make you regret it!"
Immediately, the servants behind Feng Wanshan chimed in, "That's right, you'd better release our young master as soon as possible, and then obediently kneel down and kowtow to our Marquis to admit your mistake. Otherwise, when our Marquis gets angry, your life will be in danger."
Cheng Qingyan clenched his fists, his smile fading: "You really are a bunch of idiots. Feng Wanshan, I've changed my mind. The original price of 100,000 taels of silver has increased. If you don't get 1 million taels, you and your son can stay in the No. 1 Restaurant in the World."
"Oh, right, and you also have to kneel down and kowtow to me like your son, otherwise even if I give you ten million taels, you won't be able to leave here today."
What kind of place is this "Number One Building Under Heaven"? Who would dare to cause trouble here?
Even if Feng Wanshan was a reckless man, he was so eager to save his son that he neglected this matter. Now that Cheng Qingyan spoke with such certainty, he actually had the idea of backing down, and his attitude softened.
He made a mistake by leading his men into the No. 1 Restaurant, and now it's too late for him to retreat.
At this moment, he calmed down. This "Number One Restaurant Under Heaven" had actually let him in with his men, carrying knives!
I was careless!
This top-ranking building under heaven is a royal property.
As for which prince it belonged to, opinions vary.
Some even say that this No. 1 building under heaven was the emperor's private property.
Normally, the number one building under heaven is heavily guarded, and no one has ever dared to cause trouble here. Tianyi, who guards the building alone, is invincible, not to mention the countless other guards.
Today, upon hearing that his son's leg had been broken, he immediately led his men to attack, forgetting that the Number One Pavilion Under Heaven was a place where martial arts were forbidden.
The person in front of them had tied Feng Yishui to the railing for half a day, yet the First Restaurant under Heaven hadn't intervened. It was truly strange.
Feng Wanshan waved his hand, signaling his men to leave. Unfortunately, it was too late.
Before Cheng Qingyan could even make a move, the servants were subdued by the staff of the No. 1 Restaurant.
Feng Yishui was still shouting from the railing to Feng Wanshan to save him: "Father, save me, save me! I don't want to be here anymore, Father, save me!"
Hearing cries for help, Feng Wanshan was powerless to help.
Even a marquis, at the No. 1 Restaurant in the world, is just like an ordinary person. If he makes a mistake, he will be punished.
At this moment, the manager of the No. 1 Restaurant under Heaven came out from the side room and looked at Feng Wanshan with a smile: "Marquis Jingyuan has quite the nerve, daring to come to my No. 1 Restaurant under Heaven to cause trouble. Marquis, if you don't give me an explanation today, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain to my superiors."
Although Feng Wanshan was rugged in appearance, he had served as an official in the court for more than a decade. Even if he was a blockhead, he had become shrewd and calculating after so many years of scheming and intrigue.
He laughed and greeted the manager of the No.1 Restaurant under Heaven: "Manager Tang, it's been a long time. How have you been?"
Steward Tang maintained a smile: "Thank you for your concern, Marquis Jingyuan. I'm feeling alright, but I'm not in a very good mood today." Not in a very good mood?
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