Chapter 104: Going out for the first time to visit Qingbo VI
Going out for the first time, visiting Qingbo (6)
"Go, go." Xiao Tongwen waved his hands with a doting look on his face, "What does my own restaurant have to do with it?" Even so, he still said to Zhao Yan: "Zhao Yan, follow the lady."
"Yes, sir."
When Wan Qing heard this, she immediately rushed out.
"Come back soon, we want to have dinner together."
"Yes, mother." The voice fell and the person disappeared.
As soon as Wan Qing left everyone's sight, her pace became slower. She slowly looked at the world where people can solve the problem of eating. In any world, in any space, this is an indispensable profession, and it is a very profitable profession.
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Moreover, here, there are also the most comprehensive human beings in the world. Everyone of any class or occupation needs to eat. To understand an era, there is no place faster than here.
"There are ten single rooms on the third floor, and each room has been rented out for a long time." Zhao Yan followed Wan Qing, watching her looking around with a calm face, and then whispered something to her,
To prevent her from wandering around.
"Those who can stay in Yunlai Restaurant for a long time are all wealthy and powerful people. You can't offend anyone easily. Especially the current Xiao family, you can't offend anyone."
Wan Qing paused, turned around and glared at Zhao Yan, "I'm just a child."
Zhao Yan curled her lips and said with a smile: "Yes, the lady is indeed a child."
Wan Qing glared at him again, then turned around and continued walking forward. However, she forgot that this was a public place, strangers could be seen everywhere, and it was inevitable that there would be one or two people who liked to listen in the corner.
Therefore, she was a little surprised when she heard a "puff" sound of laughter after she had only taken two steps.
"Who is it?" Of course the voice couldn't be harsh. She was just a child, so she could only be curious and annoyed.
"I'm sorry, I'm rude." A little boy of thirteen or fourteen years old turned out of the door of a private room. The door was just around the corner, so she didn't see it before.
"Who are you?" Wan Qing looked at the little boy up and down for a while. He was dressed in simple and elegant brocade, and every accessory on his body was extremely exquisite. Although it was not very luxurious, the exquisiteness was extremely rare.