Bi Tiegang still ignored him.
He regretted it. That Chu kid was such a spendthrift. Who could afford to support him? It was impractical. He was afraid that looking at the marriage certificate would only make him more angry.
Bi Tiegang sighed, bent over and filled a small basin with the sour plum soup in the plastic bag. His daughter loved to drink it. He then pumped in some more well water and after calming the bowl down with the well water, he sat in the yard with a cigarette in his mouth.
He didn't even help peel the onions and garlic, and when his daughter came back, he wanted to complain.
"Dad?" Bi Yue closed the door behind her. "Why are you back so early?"
"What club did I go to?"
"Oh, what's the matter?" Bi Yue walked towards her room without taking it seriously and threw her backpack on the desk.
"That's not where princes and ministers live. It has to be a princess, and she has to be someone the emperor really welcomes."
Bi Yue wanted to go wash her hands, but seeing her father hesitate to speak, she stopped and said, "That's not bad. It seems the money was not wasted."
The honest Bi Tiegang got even more angry when he heard this. He waved his hand and called Bi Yue, looking up at his daughter. He didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear that Liu Yafang would hear and cause trouble:
"You better be more careful next time. What are we going to do with you two facing each other?"
That kid is even less reliable than you. Whatever, you're buying land. He, on the other hand, owns a house and a bunch of idle people.
When I asked around, I was told they were giving 500 people some kind of cards, platinum or gold. Just listen, they were giving people gold for free.
That's fine, but she only cooks for twenty tables a day, not even one more. How lazy is she? She lives in such a nice house, but the chef won't work... Whose restaurant is that over there? She's kicking customers out? Ni'er..."
Bi Tiegang said a lot.
Bi Yue listened attentively. But she was thinking, if she hadn't traveled through time, honestly, and didn't use this restaurant, many of her ideas would clash with those of the prodigal Chu Yifeng. Unless she was a daughter of a wealthy family, she wouldn't care about this. Well, there's actually some truth to the idea of being well-matched; it's the only way to maintain consistent values.
But then again, if she hadn't traveled through time, would Chu Yifeng have been able to open this restaurant? Well, in the mid-to-late 1990s, little Chu had to resell it. Don't let the state buy the house one day, and that dumb guy would be sick to death from the loss.
Chu Yifeng was the last one to come back. Ten dishes were waiting for him. Bi Tiegang also forced himself to welcome his son-in-law and pretended to have no opinion, but he gave his daughter a look, as if it was not too late to persuade her.
Chu Yifeng chuckled after hearing Bi Yue's story. "Two hundred thousand for it? Do you know how much effort I put into it? It almost ruined my reputation. Before I bought it, my brothers scurried all over Kyoto, making up several versions of the story and spreading rumors: The Princess's Mansion is haunted. That's how they scared away a Taiwanese businessman worth one or two hundred and fifty thousand."
Bi Yue was puzzled: "You spent a lot on renovations, didn't you?"
"Lian Xiu renovated it and bought some more gear, spending nearly a hundred thousand dollars on it."
"Where did the money come from?"
"It's a loan from the deed."
Bi Yue was anxious, her eyes widened: "Chu Yifeng, on the first day I married you, you told me there was a famine outside?"
The man laughed lowly: "Haha."
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