Fengjiu thought about going back by herself, but she refused, saying that she was not worried about her being so weak, so she insisted on sending him home in person.

Feng Jiu found it funny. Does she really look that weak?

When she got home, Feng Danqing had already cooked porridge with her own hands and was waiting for her.

"Little sister, come on! This is the porridge made specially for you by Third Brother."

He knew that Feng Jiu couldn't eat meat, so he specially cooked vegetable porridge for her.

A faint fragrance came, and Feng Jiu's stomach made two protests, "Third brother, what kind of porridge are you cooking? How come it is so fragrant?"

She went out to play today, and because she was afraid of eating something adulterated with meat, she usually didn't eat when she went out.

When I was in Jiutian Pavilion, I only drank two sips of tea.

No, when I got home I was so hungry that my chest was pressed against my back.

Feng Danqing was funny. My little sister used to be always hungry. "This is a green vegetable unique to the imperial capital. You can only eat it once a year. It happens to be fresh and tender at this time, so the third brother brought it to make porridge for you."

As he spoke, he served Feng Jiu a bowl of porridge.

Then he continued: "Little sister, you don't know that the vegetables grown by those people here are not delicious at all. The vegetables provided by Jiutian Pavilion are all grown by me based on the method that little sister used to grow at home. They are very popular.

Got it!"

The seeds were brought back by the person who sent the message to my little sister. He planted them according to the method of growing vegetables at home. The yield is high and does not take up any land. It is unique in the imperial capital.

Even the vegetables eaten in the palace were supplied by his Jiutian Pavilion.

Feng Jiu took a sip of porridge and said, "Third brother, you have a great business acumen! You don't need me to give you any advice!"

He is indeed the richest man in the world. If his business acumen were left in modern times, he would be the CEO of a multinational company!

Feng Dan Qingbai was praised and raised her chin proudly, "That's right! You don't want to see whose brother I am? Third brother was trained by you!"

Feng Danqing's heart was full of gratitude. If the younger sister hadn't been stupid, their family would never have the good life they have now.

This family is what it is today, all thanks to my little sister.

No matter what the future holds, he will always love and pamper his little sister. Even if she is seventy or eighty years old, as long as he lives for one day, no one can surpass his little sister's position in his heart.

Even if he gets a wife in the future, he can't compare with his younger sister.

Phew! Feng Jiu was amused by Feng Danqing’s words. Why is what the third brother said so funny!

While eating the meal, Feng Danqing spoke again, "Little sister, I have already found out clearly that King Jianzheng has reserved a private room in Jiutian Pavilion for the day after tomorrow. Do you want to see him?"

Feng Danqing knew why the younger sister wanted to find King Jianzheng. As long as it was the younger sister's request, he would help her complete it no matter what.

His little sister had been abandoned since she was a child, and he was happy for her to be able to find her biological father.

"Really? Of course I want to see him." Feng Jiu wasn't sure if that man was her biological father. She could only be sure after seeing him.

My mother mentioned Feng Boyan's characteristics in her letter. There was a red birthmark on the back of his hand that seemed to be a peach blossom.

As long as she takes a look at the birthmark, she can determine whether that person is her biological father.

The day after tomorrow, Jiutian Pavilion.

Feng Jiu was already waiting in the private room disguised as a maid from Jiutian Pavilion.

Before noon, Huang Boyan led the three of them to the private room.

The moment he saw Feng Jiu, he was slightly startled, and looked at the waiter who was leading the way, "Why has the maid in my private room been replaced?"

In Jiutian Pavilion, every private room is served by specially trained maids.

These big shots who were afraid of death would naturally be a little wary of the sudden change of people serving them.

The waiter who led the way hurriedly replied, "My lord, please forgive me! It turns out that the maid serving here took a temporary leave because of illness. She is the most senior maid in our Jiutian Pavilion."

The waiter in the shop suppressed his panic and replied, "This is their master's sister, and they don't dare to offend her!"

They were almost crying! Neither side could afford to offend!

It’s so hard to be a waiter!
Chapter completed!