Qian Mancang's father worked as the general manager and devoted his whole life to the Hou family's young and old.
According to Qian Mancang's father, if the Hou family is rich, the Qian family will be rich. If the master lives a hundred years, the Qian family will be healthy for a hundred years.
Therefore, Qian Mancang has always believed that the master is the sky, and if the sky falls, no one in the family will be able to get relief.
Today, the words of the master's friends, the words of the maid, and even the words of the future wife were like thunder, cracking him to pieces...
Qian Mancang left the master's room with his head hanging down. He couldn't understand why everyone didn't want to treat the master, as if they were hoping that the master would go to the west.
As soon as the manager left, Li Taiping sat up, looked at the two girls and said.
"I'm not dead yet, why are you so anxious to separate the family?"
Qiudong took out a handkerchief and wiped away the few tears. Mu Pinshan stretched, then grabbed the back of Qiudong's neck and turned around to leave. When he came to the door, he turned around and smiled.
"The eldest son of the Li family will live a long life if he doesn't take medicine, but he may die if he takes medicine. Does the eldest son still take medicine?"
Li Taiping closed his eyes. It was not because he was hurt too badly, but because he was afraid of the trouble at home, so he helped him up to take medicine.
There must be injuries, after all, Erhei's sword can kill people. If Mo Kanshan and Honglian failed to show up in time, Li Taiping would probably have to be found in Linde Hall.
Li Taiping can't beat Erhei, and he knows this in his heart. Since he knows it, if he doesn't hold back, then Li Taiping's career in the world will be in vain.
He lives at home and eats and drinks for free, so of course he has to use it when it should be used. His money, Li Taiping's, did not come from the strong wind.
He fought against Erhei, fought happily, saved his life, and won money. He, Li Taiping, earned all the good things alone, so the rest was obviously not a good thing.
A person's good luck will also be used up. What's more, he killed Wuchen's disciples and ruined Wuchen's good deeds. I think the old bastard will never let it go. So pretending to be injured is the best excuse to stay at home, otherwise it is impossible to tell.
When walking at night, you have to move your head.
Wuchen is the most evil and cruel person among the new and old generations in the world. In this life, he is the only one who bullies others, and no one has ever bullied him.
Facing such people, it is not shameful to act like a coward. If you have no confidence but to be stubborn, that is overestimating one's capabilities.
When it comes to self-awareness, Li Taiping still knows a lot about it. But some people don't know all this, such as Mr. Gan Cane Gan.
Early in the morning, the official of the Jingzhao Mansion knocked on the door of the Li family. Qian Mancang had two dark circles under his eyes, and when he saw Mr. Gan, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
Why is this guy here again? Every time he comes, it's either dawn or late at night. Nothing good happens.
Although Qian Mancang was dissatisfied, he still had to be polite.
"Master Gan, please come in."
Gan Cane was not polite, strode in and went straight to the back house.
Qian Mancang took two steps to catch up with Sugar Cane and said, "My master was seriously injured yesterday and he hasn't woken up yet, so why not..."
When Qian Mancang said this, there was even more wind under Sugar Cane's feet, and for a while the scholar turned into a practitioner, while still talking about it.
"What should I do..."
Qian Mancang couldn't stop Sugar Cane, so he could only follow him at a trot. Fortunately, Mr. Gan didn't forget that he was a scholar. No matter how anxious he was, he didn't push the door directly in. Instead, he knocked on the door three times...
The person who opened the door was Hou Liren. The little girl heard that Li Taiping was injured in the middle of the night yesterday, so she hurried over and stayed in front of the bed for half the night without closing her eyes.
Ganzhe didn't care about the long-term love between children. He only cared about whether Li Taiping could get out of bed.
Looking at Li Taiping who was unconscious and with a sallow complexion, Ganzhu felt very uncomfortable. He was so injured that it was difficult to express what was in his stomach. He could only sigh one after another...
It was not like Li Taiping was seriously injured and unconscious, but he could hear Ganzhe's sighs clearly.
I saw him struggling to open his eyes and forcing out a smile.
"Brother, why are you worried? Let me tell you."
Ganzhe turned back and glanced at Hou Liren. The little girl smiled quickly and said, "Qiudong has cooked porridge. I'll go check it out and make sure it doesn't get mushy."
In the kitchen, she only adds firewood in autumn and winter, but no one dares to use her for making porridge.
Everyone in the Li family, from guests to servants, knows that the food Li Qiudong prepares has nothing to do with food, but they don't have the guts to taste it.
Tantai Ziyi looked at Qiudong and said with a smile: "Don't add more firewood, this porridge needs to be simmered slowly over low heat..."
Tantai Ziyi was teaching Qiudong cooking skills when he suddenly saw a charming and lovely girl hurriedly coming to the kitchen.
With just one glance, Tantai Ziyi knew that this must be the young lady of the Hou family from the Hou Mansion next door.
The moment Hou Liren saw the woman in purple, her heart was shocked. She knew very well the compliments and compliments given to this woman by the servants of the Li family, and knew that this woman was much more difficult to deal with than the goblin.
He couldn't help but glance at Qiu Dong and said: "Qiu Dong, you are the same, how can you let the guests cook in person?"
After saying that, he took the spatula from Tantai Ziyi's hand and said with a smile: "Li Ren has met Sister Ziyi."
Tantai Ziyi smiled slightly and let Hou Liren take over the task of making porridge.
"It is said that the apple of the Hou Gong family is well-educated and well-behaved. I really like my sister when I see her today."
There was no needle hidden in the cotton, and what he said was more sincere than false. But the more this happened, the more Hou Liren felt that the position of the Li family lady was in danger, and she was afraid that she might not be able to keep it.
Qiudong expected to see a jealous fight, but what she saw was a peaceful relationship, which disappointed her.
The porridge was cooked in a peaceful atmosphere, and the three women went to the Li family's residence with laughter and thoughtful thoughts...
In Jingzhao Mansion, the police officers changed into plain clothes and left Daxing City in groups.
Liu Laosan and his men, pretending to be wine vendors, rushed along the official road to Shangluo County.
Zhao Si was dressed in coarse linen clothes, holding his arms with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, and said with a smile.
"Boss, we are going to Manchuanguan Town, Fengyang County this time. Do you think we can try the Manchuan Eight Great Slices?"
Liu Laosan glared at Zhao Si and cursed: "You are a foodie. In addition to eating and being a pussy, what else can you think of?"
As he said that, he turned back and looked at the brothers pushing the cart and said: "Manchuanguan Town is a flood and drought wharf, a thoroughfare for nine provinces, and a place where merchants from the north and south gather. If we miss it this time, the name of Jingzhao Mansion will be lost."
, but it will be thrown all over the country."
"As long as the brothers work hard and make this deal a success, I will pay for it out of my own pocket and treat you to the eight big items from Manchuan. If it doesn't work, I might as well leave some big items in Manchuan Town."
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Zhao Si tightened his belt, touched his head, and said with a smile: "Third brother, don't worry, as long as the deal can be completed, these two big items will not be lost, and I won't care if I lose some others."
After saying that, he crooked Liu Laosan with his elbow and whispered in his ear: "Third brother, for such a big deal, I won't just send us to suffer!"
Liu Laosan said with a cold face: "I know better than you and I. Don't ask too many questions in the future, just do your job well."
Zhao Si nodded in agreement, turned around and said with a smile: "Third brother, it's a hot day, why don't you take a few sips to relieve the heat? That wine is not for sale anyway."
"Crack!"
Zhao Si received a slap on the back of the head. Liu Laosan said coldly: "Who dares to be greedy before the deal is completed, let alone the brother who is unkind..."
Shangluo County, southeast of Daxing City, is still strictly under the jurisdiction of Jingzhao Prefecture. If Ganzhe wants to handle any case, he only needs to inform him, but there is no need for Daxing City police officers.
But it won't work this time. The cases we want to investigate and the people we want to move are all related to Manchuanguan Town and Qianzong.
The Qianqian Sect guards the Qianqian River and controls the waterway business in Shangluo County. Its disciples have no less than a thousand people. It is actually the largest sect in Shangluo County.
Manchuanguan Town has the largest water and land terminal in Shangluo County. There are constant ships coming and going every day, and the traffic is very lively.
A ten-foot-wide bluestone main street divides the town into north and south. There are many restaurants and teahouses on both sides of the street, and business is booming.
When traveling for business, anyone with a big wallet wants to try the famous Manchuan Bada. So that they can brag to relatives and friends later...
The eight major dishes of Manchuan are famous all over the country, and they are not just blown away. Just talking about the first dish, the knife-tip meatballs, its preparation is very particular.
Chop the pork meat into puree, scrape it into sharp points with a knife, and put it in the steamer for half an hour. Prepare the broth, taro, and fresh meat. When the meatballs are fragrant, take them out. Put the local taro on the flower porcelain bowl, and put the meatballs on it.
Pour on the soup stock and seasoning to complete the dish.
Fresh, fragrant, light and elegant, it is suitable for both north and south tastes. A mouthful of knife-tip meatballs and a mouthful of soup would make even the Buddha keep it for three days.
Basically every household in Manchuan Town will have the eight major items of Manchuan, which are used to greet distinguished guests from far away. And the one that is recognized as the best in the town is Sifangju.
Sifangju is not a big restaurant, but an inconspicuous little storefront squeezed between restaurants and teahouses.
The front door is not big. There are two square tables and eight square stools in the room. Eight square paintings are hung on the wall...
When I walked into Sifangju, I couldn't see the waiter or the waiter, only an old couple. Since the old couple were not in good health, they only received two tables of diners every day, so they had to close the business.
If you want to have a bite of authentic Manchuan Badajia, you have to make a reservation several days in advance. Otherwise, you can only go to a nearby restaurant to have a bite of Badajia that is not authentic but looks decent.
At noon that day, a young man in a blue shirt carrying a sword box walked into Sifangju. Before the man could say anything, he saw an old woman coming towards her with a guilty look on her face.
"I'm so sorry, young man. The shop is full today. If you really want to have a bite of the food cooked by my old man, you have to wait for two days."
The man in green shirt looked at the small Si Fang Ju with seven or eight diners sitting there. He knew that he would not be able to enjoy the meal today and had to wait for two days.
The man in green shirt paid the deposit and was about to turn around to leave when he saw a group of people pouring in and immediately filled Sifangju.
The leader was a young man in luxurious clothes, with a straight nose and a square mouth. He looked towards the back stove...