Zhao Wensheng went out and called for someone.

Zhao Ce stayed in the inner room, ate two snacks of snacks, and drank a few sips of tea.

These desserts are made exquisitely and lovely.

Zhao Cexin thought, let Zhao Wensheng pack one later.

It’s just to take it back for the little girls at home to taste it.

Just thinking.

A sudden voice came from outside the door.

The sound was coming towards the inner room.

"This sugar"

soon.

The door of the inner room was pushed open, and a young man in gorgeous clothes walked in with a paper fan in his hand.

Behind him.

He also followed a few students who were dressed up.

Seeing a farmer in a short-dressed house in the inner room, he was stunned for a moment.

Then, he said with some displeasure: "Tsk, who is?"

"Why did a farmer invite him into the inner room?"

The guy who came from behind quickly said, "Young Master, this is our shopkeeper Zhao's cousin."

"I said I was talking about our shopkeeper."

This person who is called the young master heard that he was the cousin of the restaurant shopkeeper, and his face turned a little better.

This person.

It is Chen Yuanwai's son.

It is called Chen Shaofeng.

Seeing Zhao Ce inside, he asked the guy next to him: "What's going on?"

The guy scratched his head and said he didn't know.

Zhao Ce in the room had already stood up and looked at the group of people calmly.

The few people behind Chen Shaofeng also looked inside.

When one of them saw Zhao Ce, he said curiously: "Isn't this Zhao Ce who exposed those fake monks in front of Zhao Gongzi's mansion that day?"

When the others heard Zhao Ce's name.

All of them were interested.

They were all outside the door, stretching their necks to look at Zhao Ce.

Zhao Ce was stared at for a moment.

I felt a little unhappy.

Mr. Chen heard that it was Zhao Ce and originally planned to go to another private room.

I became interested now.

He walked in with the people directly.

He asked bluntly: "Are you Zhao Ce?"

Zhao Ce nodded.

Mr. Chen looked him up and down curiously.

"It's not like the rumor?"

"I heard that you, a farmer, are greedy for women and have poor academic performance."

"I was also dropped out of school by my master."

"Why is it not similar to the rumored one at all?"

"It seems that those rumors are really unreliable..."

Zhao Ce pointed at him and pulled the corner of his mouth.

This young master Chen looks like he is not bad.

But this mouth is really worth a beating...

The room was awkward.

Zhao Wensheng had already walked over with paper and pen.

See Chen Shaofeng.

He asked quickly, "Why is the young master here?"

Chen Shaofeng pointed at several classmates behind him.

"Mr. He said that he got some sugar at home and wanted to bring it out for the chefs in our restaurant to make snacks for us to taste."

After hearing this, Young Master He stood up proudly.

The things in your hands are displayed to everyone.

"Have you seen the white sugar as white as jade?"

Mr. Chen gave him a blank look.

"Searching."

"Hurry and open it and let's see."

Mr. He smiled and opened it to them.

"This sugar is precious."

"My father got a small bag given to Mr. Wu."

“There is nothing to be sold in the whole city.”

Everyone leaned their heads and looked at the sugar in his hand together.

“Wow, really…”

“It’s so different from the black and yellow sugar sold in the store.”

Mr. He finished reading it for everyone, and then put it away again.

He said to Mr. Chen proudly: "Look, I didn't lie to you, are you?"

"These sugars can't be used all."

"You will bring your best cook, and I will remind him personally."

Mr. Chen curled his lips.

"It's just a little sugar, it's something you can do."

After saying that, someone took them to other private rooms.

Seeing the paper and pen in Zhao Wensheng's hand, he asked curiously: "Do you want to sign a contract?"

Zhao Wensheng glanced at the cloth bag on the table.

It is at least several times larger than what Mr. He has in his hands.

He didn't say anything, but just smiled and said, "Young Master, yes."

Chen Shaofeng nodded.

"Okay, it won't delay you."

After saying that.

He left himself, too.

Zhao Wensheng said a little apologetically to Zhao Ce: "Young Master is embarrassed by you just now?"

Their young master always speaks very straightforwardly.

If it weren't for the son of the official, he would have been beaten to death.

Zhao Ce smiled and shook his head.

"No."

"Let's sign the contract."

Zhao Wensheng also felt relieved.

After writing the contract.
To be continued...