The little maid didn't come back to her senses after hearing her words, but was stunned when she looked at her wife's actions.

She never expected that the wife who was obedient to the master in the past would say these words in the end.

"Your contract is in my hands. If you don't leave, don't blame me for not reminding you if you die." The beautiful concubine glared at her beautiful eyes, rolled her eyes and was about to leave with her bag.

Hearing the three words "Selling a Deed", the little maid then came back to her and hurriedly packed up her things together.

"Madam, wait for me!"

Peng Xin didn't know anything about the backyard, and he was discussing countermeasures with Mrs. He at this time.

After listening to the whole story, Mrs. He had a little more contempt in her eyes.

Just for the 800 taels of silver, she took such a big risk. After all, she was more respectful to her cousin.

Although the matter is a bit big, it is not without room for maneuver. In the end, it only has some impact on the reputation of the restaurant.

As for the patient, you can get things done by spending some money.

She would come here once just to take her cousin out of this matter.

In other words, whether something happened to Zuitingxuan or not has nothing to do with her, as long as the person who caused the accident has nothing to do with him.

She just needs to take the position of Mrs. He firmly.

...

Nanzhi walked around Sanweiju and went up the second floor with Shen Miaomiao.

The second floor is decorated in an elegant manner, and there is no need to make a big move, just move the position slightly.

Now that no one has cleaned it for half a month, a thin layer of dust has fallen.

"Sister Nanzhi, can we open this second floor next month?" Shen Miaomiao was still a little nervous.

Now that I only open the lobby, I am already a little too busy. If I open the second floor, I don’t know what will happen.

"It's OK. There are private rooms on the second floor. Most of the people who come to eat are banquets. Generally, they don't like to have outsiders around. Apart from ordering and serving dishes, it's enough to leave two people on the second floor." Nanzhi looked at the private rooms on the second floor. There were seven rooms on the second floor, three on the left and right. There was one largest in the direction of the gate. There was originally a large private room next to the backyard. A few days ago, Nanzhi asked the client to dismantle the private room.

It would be fine if I only sell some stir-fry dishes, but now the stove is installed in the backyard and I want skewers and lamb.

First, I am afraid that smoke will float into the private room. After all, even if a small chimney is opened by the stove, it cannot guarantee that all the oil smoke can be discharged outside.

Second, I am afraid that those who are interested will do something bad by relying on such a good position.

It is a trivial matter to learn skills, but the well in the backyard is related to the entire restaurant. If someone throws something in it, the problem will be big.

Although there have been some changes now, it looks pretty good.

"Then I have to call two more servants."

"I'll go to Yashang later, we have to buy seven more bells." Nanzhi walked around several private rooms and said after thinking for a while.

Shen Miaomiao was a little confused. When he came to a restaurant to do business, would he want the bells to hang on the eaves to look good?

Curious, he asked, "Sister Nanzhi, what are you going to buy bells?"

"The guests in the private room are not suitable for the waiter to be present. If they shout in the private room, it will definitely be a little troublesome. We bought seven small bells, tied them with silk thread, and left the rope inside. We need to add vegetables and pull the silk thread. The waiter who was guarding outside heard it and stepped forward to ask."

Shen Miaomiao's eyes lit up, and the eyes that looked at Nanzhi were full of admiration.

"Sister Nanzhi, how did you think of this layer?"

The little girl's eyes were bright and she looked very curious. Nanzhi smiled and didn't say much.

What I thought of was of course learned part-time jobs in a fast food restaurant.

"Okay, OK, let's go down first, I'll go and see Zhiyu."

Chen Miaomiao did not ask any more questions, but began to think about buying bells.

The bell should not be too loud. If the sound sounds, it will affect other private rooms, and it should not be too small. Otherwise, the waiter may not be able to hear it. The sound is too dull and too crisp is a bit inappropriate.

When Nanzhi went downstairs, she was seeing Shen Zhiyu happily eating with a candied haws. When she saw her coming down, she ran over with a grin.

"My grandma, eat candied haws." The little guy handed the candied haws in front of Nanzhi, and the little mouth was covered with sticky syrup.

"Eat Zhiyu by yourself." Nanzhi smiled and picked up the little guy, then asked softly: "Who bought Zhiyu's candied haws?"

"Yes, it was bought by the old man." Zhiyu pointed to Uncle Ping who was smiling beside him. Seeing him smiling at him, he felt a little embarrassed.

He didn't make a fuss about eating candied haws, but the grandfather said he was good and bought it on the street.

"Then have you thanked me?" Nanzhi did not blame him, but asked softly.

"Zhiyu said thank you." The little guy giggled, a little proud.

"Boss." Uncle Ping looked at Xiao Zhiyu in Nanzhi's arms and felt a little emotional. This little baby looks good and has a good temperament.

"Uncle Ping, thank you for this candied haws."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's because I saw that the young master is well-behaved, so I couldn't help but buy him a root." Uncle Ping's eyes felt a little sad.

I remembered my deceased wife and my never-seen child.

After being sad for a while, Uncle Ping felt a little strange again. The boss looked only sixteen or seventeen years old and was not a woman's bun. Why did this little baby call her a mother?

Although he was curious, Uncle Ping did not ask any questions. After all, he was a slave, so how could he ask about the truth of the master?

"Uncle Ping, have you found something wrong these days?" Nanzhi seemed to have thought of something, and looked up at Uncle Ping again.

The rest fennel of your own will inevitably attract the attention of some people, after all, the price is cheap.

"This..." Uncle Ping frowned and thought for a while before shook his head and continued, "I haven't seen any strange people or things these days, and everything is still normal."

As he was talking, Liu Da, who was standing beside him hesitating for a while, still came over.

"Boss, there is something I always feel strange in my heart."

Nanzhi looked up in surprise and signaled him to continue.

Liu Da swallowed his saliva before speaking: "Boss, I saw the people from Zuitingxuan a few days ago."

Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao looked at each other and saw some doubts in each other's eyes.

"I used to work in Zuitingxuan and met some people there. The other day I looked at was Manager Peng from Zuitingxuan, and he was in charge of purchasing."

Liu Da said as he looked at the reactions of Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao, and didn't know if what he said was useful. Uncle Ping may not know him, but he looked very familiar.

"What did he do?"

"That's not. I just ordered a few stir-fry dishes and some kebabs after I came. But when I saw that when he was halfway through, someone went to his table. I didn't know each other, but the two of them left after a few words."

Nanzhi felt nervous and felt an indescribable worry.

"It may be that I thought too much." Liu Da scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"What kind of dishes he ordered, do you still remember?"

Nanzhi's expression suddenly became serious.

"I remember there was a stir-fried lamb offal, dry pot of lamb, and other kebabs."

"Okay." Nanzhi nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Chen Miaomiao looked at her because of some concern.

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