Wen Ranran was holding a jar, which contained the pot of syrup that Grandma Liu had cooked. The syrup had already cooled down.
"Twelve, do you want to take another two bites?"
"No need." Cheng Fenglou sighed, "The taste of this candy is indeed the same as in the memory, but I really can't remember anything."
"Oh, it's all in vain."
Wen Ranran picked a piece of candy with a stick and stuffed it into her mouth. She glanced at Cheng Fenglou, her eyes twitching.
Cheng Fenglou felt guilty as he turned around.
I don’t know what this county prince’s concubine wants to do.
"I dare to ask my concubine, who is that winter melon-like rogue you are talking about?"
"That's Master Wan's son Wan Shicheng!" Wen Ranran replied with a smile.
"That's it." Seeing that she still looked like she was going to betray him, Cheng Fenglou couldn't help but said, "If the concubine has anything to say, just say it."
"Twelve, haven't you lost your memory? Just now you were checking the corpse and making inferences. You're not unfamiliar with it!"
"It's probably become instinctive."
"Wow!"
Wen Ranran yelled exaggeratedly and had an idea.
"If you still can't remember it, then you can only stay in the county prince's mansion. All the expenses for food, drink, medical treatment... Twelve, don't get me wrong, I really have no intention of settling a score with you!
"
It's just that my husband insists on renovating the hall, and the money is not enough!
Cheng Fenglou: "..."
I understand, I just want to settle accounts with him.
"I just think you can't waste this ability in vain, and wouldn't it be better to rely on your own hands to provide enough food and clothing?" Wen Ranran blinked, looking very pure.
"What the concubine said makes sense." Cheng Fenglou responded honestly and followed her words and asked, "I wonder what the concubine wants me to do?"
Wen Ranran's eyes lit up, she leaned towards him, and said mischievously: "I've always wanted to do business, but I couldn't find the right person to help me. As soon as I saw you Twelve, I knew there was no other way.
The second choice is you!"
Why does it make people less reassured the more you say this?
Cheng Fenglou was silent, "I wonder what kind of business the concubine wants to do?"
Wen Ranran said: "What do you think of running errands and investigating cases for others?"
???
Are you sure it's not a business that you just thought of? And it's obviously tailor-made for him.
Cheng Fenglou forced a smile and said, "The government is responsible for investigating the case. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you and me to do such a business."
"What's inappropriate?" Wen Ranran thought for a while, "This government doesn't care about all the big and small things. And we don't accept everything, just some things like finding mistresses, lovers, thieves, etc. With that,
With my thorough knowledge of Jiangrao County and your ability to deduce, I can definitely make a success of it!"
Hearing this, Cheng Fenglou was a little moved.
By doing this kind of business, he can meet all kinds of people and things, which may be good for him to recover his memory.
"Okay, I'm entirely at the mercy of my concubine!"
"Twelve is indeed wise!" Wen Ranran patted his shoulder with satisfaction and handed the candy jar over, "Would you like some more?"
My hands were sore from holding the jar all the way!
Cheng Fenglou could clearly see what she was thinking, silently took the candy can and hugged it, quickly assuming the role of deputy.
"What did you just say? What's wise?"
Jiang Tang, who had rushed from the Yamen, suddenly appeared, looked at Wen Ranran cautiously, and then asked Cheng Fenglou with his eyes.
When he sent Mrs. Zhang, who killed Grandma Liu, to the Yamen, what did Wen Ranran do to Mr. Cheng?
Cheng Fenglou just handed over the candy can, "Thank you for your hard work, brother Jiangtang. You have to go to the doctor and go to the Yamen. Can you eat some candy to relieve yourself?"
"Master Cheng, you're welcome."
Jiang Tang waved his hand and refused.
Can his hard work be rewarded with a jar of syrup?!
Now I just want to go back and let Wang Xiaodao cook a secret roast duck!
After thinking about it, I couldn't wait to ask Wen Ranran, "Are we going back now?"
"No rush, let's go see a store first." Wen Ranran walked to a certain street in a familiar way.
Jiang Tang was stunned, "Store? What store are you looking at?"