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Chapter 107 Death in pairs

At this time, the lobby of the inn was crowded with people, completely unlike the depressed situation they saw yesterday.

And these people are not here to stay, but to eat fans!

Each person was holding a bowl of noodles and chattering.

Shopkeeper Ma, who was moaning and groaning yesterday, was now holding an abacus and making a clattering sound. Song Tuanyuan was sitting next to him collecting money. A bowl of powder cost ten coppers, which soon piled up into a mountain.

Song Fuchuan and Ma Xiaosan were working as waiters and were very busy.

Dashan stared blankly, then quickly turned around and ran back to the room.

"Sir, the people below are eating the smelly food from last night!" Dashan said.

Ji Changan frowned, opened the door and went out, but couldn't help but cover his nose.

The following situation made Ji Changan couldn't help but frown, what is this woman doing?

At this moment, Song Tuanyuan's eyes were almost narrowed with laughter. She did not expect that this Ma Xiaosan was actually a master of business. She quickly seized this business opportunity and immediately wanted to buy her snail noodle formula.

Song Tuanyuan was not stupid and immediately proposed a high price of ten taels of silver.

Shopkeeper Ma disagreed, but Ma Xiaosan agreed, and overnight he got snails, vermicelli and the spices that Song Tuanyuan asked for. Song Tuanyuan came back from Ji Changan yesterday and didn't sleep all night, just making snail noodle soup.

At first, the ancient people didn't accept it, so Song Tuanyuan asked Ma Xiaosan to set up a stall and give three cents to anyone who dared to take a bite of snail noodles.

Extremely popular.

As long as you take one bite, those who like to eat snail noodles will naturally stay. If you want to eat more, you have to pay thirteen cents. Counting the three cents given before, it is ten cents for a bowl of noodles.

Shopkeeper Ma thought this was not a good idea at first. At first, everyone came here just for the three cents, but they ended up spending ten cents to buy a bowl of noodles, but they never expected that the business would actually take off.

Ever since the murder occurred in his inn, it has never been so lively.

Ji Changan was so smoked that he couldn't go down the stairs, and he couldn't understand why these people would spend money to eat such smelly food.

"Get on the road!" Ji Changan said with a cold face.

Dashan responded quickly.

Song Tuanyuan hadn't collected enough money yet, so he was unwilling to leave, and was finally pulled into the carriage by Ji Changan.

Song Tuanyuan reluctantly looked at the small shop with the scent of snail noodles, and couldn't help but sigh.

However, she took away a large bundle of vermicelli and sour bamboo shoots from the inn, so she can make them later when she goes back.

Ji Chang'an rushed Song Fujian to the front, looked at Song Tuanyuan who was still looking excited, and frowned slightly: "You are very powerful, but you only stayed in an inn for one night and you saved an inn. It seems that I am in my

Being a cook in that courtyard is really humiliating!"

Song Tuanyuan suddenly remembered what happened at the cake shop and couldn't help but say: "Mr. Ji's business experience is not bad. Regular customers even give birthday cakes to them on their birthdays!"

Ji Changan smiled and whispered: "Because in my dream, I dreamed of a good friend. She said that she likes to eat birthday cakes the most!"

Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment, "Did you really dream about those things?"

Ji Changan stopped talking and just looked out at the carriage silently.

It's a dream, but not a dream, very real yet very false.

Ji Changan refused to say anything, but Song Tuanyuan felt like there was a little hook in his heart, feeling very uncomfortable.

In Prince Liang's mansion, the guards in black hurriedly entered the room.

"Your Majesty, the matter with the Tofu Fang bandit has been solved!" said the guard in black.

Prince Liang was slightly surprised, raised his eyes and asked, "Who helped her solve it? Old Man Hao?"

"No, that person might not have even occurred to the prince!" The guard in black paused, "It's Mr. Ji!"

King Liang was stunned: "Eleventh Day?"

The guard in black nodded: "The bandit was originally exiled to a far away place. Who knew he escaped halfway, and someone has been tracking him. Before our people found him, he had been taken away from Qingshan Town.

Yes, and those people are Mr. Ji’s people!”

The guard in black hesitated for a moment: "I have long heard that Mr. Ji has a close relationship with Divine Doctor Hao. My lord, do you think this Mr. Ji will be like Divine Doctor Hao and seek refuge with Prince Cheng?"

King Liang frowned. Over the years, he had never been able to figure out Ji Changan's attitude.

"Hao Lixian is in our hands, let's wait for Old Hao's reaction!" King Liang said in a deep voice.

The guard in black nodded quickly.

The journey went very smoothly, and after seven or eight days, Song Tuanyuan finally returned to Qingshan Town.

Although he made one hundred and ten taels of silver on this trip, the matter with the shopkeeper Wang of Tofu Fang was not resolved, and Hao Lixian was detained in Prince Liang's Mansion, which made Song Tuanyuan uneasy.

Song Tuanyuan asked Song Fuchuan to go back to the house first, and told him not to wander around and go back quickly. She went to Hao Mansion first.

In the Hao Mansion, Old Hao did not show much surprise when he heard that Hao Lixian was detained in Prince Liang's Mansion.

"Master, senior brother asked me to bring you a message, saying that the Ophiopogon japonicus at home is about to get wet. Take it out to dry it if you have nothing to do!" After Song Tuanyuan finished speaking, he looked at Old Hao's face.

Old Man Hao nodded: "I understand!"

Seeing that Old Man Hao had nothing to give, Song Tuanyuan resigned.

After Song Tuanyuan left, Old Hao went to the medicine box where Ophiopogon japonicus was stored at home and pulled it out. There was a letter inside, which Hao Lixian left for him before leaving.

Old Man Hao sighed quietly, and he immediately understood that King Liang kept Hao Lixian this time to force him to make a choice.

Old Man Hao opened the letter.

In it, Hao Lixian secretly investigated Lan Lin over the years. All he knew was that the last place Lan Lin appeared was Qingshan Town.

"This kid acted like he was writing a suicide note... bah bah bah!" Old Hao quickly spat on the ground, wiped his mouth and sneered, "Prince Liang, Prince Liang, your wishful thinking will not be achieved so easily.

!”

Song Tuanyuan returned home after finishing her business with the Hao family. As soon as she got home, she heard the bad news - all Ji Changan's fish were dead, not a single one was left!

"Mom, two fishes die a day, they die in pairs. You can't stop them. I really can't do anything..." Song Fugui didn't dare to look at Song Tuanyuan. He drank fish soup every day these days, and he was so nervous.

I have gained a lot of weight, but the weather is so hot, I can’t let the fish stink!

Song Tuanyuan covered her face. She knew she couldn't blame Song Fugui, but how could she explain this to Ji Changan?

Ji Changan might be able to blackmail her again this time!

"Aunt Song, our young master invites you to come over to the house!" At this moment, people from the Ji family came to greet us outside the door.

They are really enemies, their ghosts are lingering, and I can’t hide even if I want to!

Song Tuanyuan sighed, and comforted Song Fugui by the way, "It's okay, I'll explain it to Mr. Ji!"

Song Fugui responded quickly.

Song Tuanyuan went to Ji's house with an empty bucket in her arms, feeling heavier than visiting the grave!


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