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Chapter 54 The Money Tree, Miss Tang

Yan Yan shook his head: "This matter is not that simple. This kind of treacherous villain will never let go once he suffers a loss. If it is obvious that he cannot do it, he will definitely stumble us in other places, so we need to be careful and careful."

"Yes!" Bi Cheng nodded: "It's getting late today, so the restaurant won't be empty. I'll go out to hire a waiter early tomorrow morning."

Yan Yan nodded: "If you have nothing to do tonight, let's find someone to tear down this wall. It's not good to keep up this habit by jumping on the wall all day long."

Mu Juaner pursed her lips and smiled: "I was just about to tell you two. If you want to do something, it would be easier to open up the two yards. I made an agreement with the Li family's uncle the day before yesterday to temporarily demolish the wall.

If you don’t have time to rent anymore, let’s just build it for him.”

Bi's family was well-connected, so Bi Cheng went out and shouted. A dozen young men from the neighborhood immediately came, and they demolished the thick courtyard wall. Bi Cheng swept the courtyards on both sides clean.

Early the next morning, he went out to hire a waiter.

After breakfast, Mu Juaner was still telling stories to the children in front of the door.

Yan Yan locked herself in a room to practice.

Tonba lay lazily on the windowsill facing east, basking in the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

The children dispersed after listening to the story, and then the neighbor Deng Xiang's aunt came.

I don't know what Mu Juan'er has asked Deng Xiang's aunt to do recently. She has been coming here every day these days.

Yan Yan was sitting cross-legged on the bed with her eyes closed and focused on practicing. When she heard familiar footsteps entering the alley, she slowly gathered her breath and opened her eyes.

Her hearing is now very sharp, and she can clearly distinguish the movement outside without leaving the house. In order to avoid wasting energy on weekdays, she needs to restrain her consciousness.

Fortunately, she stayed in Meng Huazong for a few days and read several books on mental cultivation, which came in handy now. If she were to practice alone right now, her eyes would be completely black.

Bi Cheng went out to hire people today. Yan Yan was thinking about this and let go of his consciousness.

So, she knew it when Bi Chengcai entered the alley.

Why did this man come back alone?

What about the people hired?

It was early winter, and Mu Juaner and Deng Xiang's aunt were in the main room guarding the charcoal basin and doing needlework.

Bi Cheng entered the room, nodded to Deng Xiang's aunt, and sat beside her silently drinking tea.

"How is the hiring going?"

Mu Juaner asked, then stood up to lift the copper hanging basket on the charcoal basin, intending to add hot water to Bi Cheng.

Bi Cheng walked over and picked up the copper pot before her, and gave Deng Xiang's wife some tea before pouring it for himself: "I've been to all the restaurants I know, big and small, but no one is willing to help. It's really weird!"

Is his popularity so bad?

Bi Cheng felt very angry.

Mu Juaner put down her needle and thread, and turned her gentle eyebrows: "Then have you asked anyone about your wages?"

Yellow and white things speak best.

Bi Cheng took a sip of tea: "Of course I asked for it, and I added 10%, but no one was willing to come."

Mu Juaner stopped talking, lowered her head, frowned, and worked very slowly on the needlework in her hand.

Bi Cheng drank half a pot of tea and slammed the cup on the table: "Tomorrow I will go out and try some restaurants I have never dealt with. I don't believe in this evil! If Dalu Wucheng, even a few of the kitchen helpers

I can’t even hire one!”

"Don't go!"

A clear and pleasant voice came from outside the door, the door of the hall was pushed open, and Yan Yan walked in.

She heard clearly what was said in this room just now, and already understood the whole story.

Bi Cheng and Deng Xiang's aunt stood up at the same time.

Yan Yan nodded and greeted Deng Xiang's aunt, then turned around to see Bi Cheng standing next to him with a guilty look on his face, his head drooped.

Yan Yan sat down at the tea table opposite and took a tea cup.

Bi Cheng quickly followed her and gave her some tea.

"I didn't do what you asked me to do." Bi Cheng's voice was a little low, obviously blaming himself.

His master was so capable that Bi Cheng felt that he was extremely useless.

Yan Yan lowered her eyes and blew tea leaves on the soup noodles gently: "This matter has nothing to do with Master. It must be Zhang Dafu who greeted these colleagues and deliberately caused a stumbling block for us."

Master?

Bi Cheng was stunned...and then suddenly realized!

There is also Deng Xiang's aunt in the room. To outsiders, she is the master.

Forgot again!

Bi Cheng quickly straightened up and went back to sit down.

Yan Yan turned the tea cup and sneered: "This fat cat has a good brain. What was I thinking? He actually guessed it right."

Mu Juaner frowned: "Zhang Dafu is the chief comprador of Haoyuan Building. He has a wide network of contacts and many people who want to fawn over him. With just one word from him, all the chefs in Luwucheng will have to sell his face. This matter

It’s really difficult.”

Yan Yan drank tea quietly without saying anything.

The room was extremely quiet for a moment.

The eldest daughter of Deng Xiang's family stood up slowly and bowed to Yan Yan.

Yan Yan stood up awkwardly: "Auntie, what are you..."

"It's all my family's affairs that have caused trouble for you and made you embarrassed..."

Deng Xiang's aunt raised her sleeves and wiped the corners of her eyes with a look of deep guilt on her face.

Mu Juaner quickly stood up, reached over and took the aunt's arm: "What are you talking about? We have been neighbors for many years, and we have to help each other. Please stop doing this, it will make us girls feel bad."

"

Mu Juaner comforted him and sat down again, Yan Yan said with a smile: "Auntie, don't think like that. I don't like Zhang Dafu by nature, so I want to beat him. Even if I didn't encounter that incident, I would still beat him!"

"

Her words were playful and immediately brought out the heavy atmosphere in the room.

The eldest daughter of Deng Xiang's family calmed down a lot. She turned back to Mu Juan'er and Bi Cheng and said with a smile: "You two are so lucky! The female master named Yan whom A Cheng paid homage to earlier has such great abilities. We have all witnessed it with our own eyes. You are so capable."

Master is simply a cash cow!"

"Money Tree" silently took a sip of tea beside him...

The eldest daughter of Deng Xiang's family continued to praise: "I just heard that Chef Yan went out to do business, and in the blink of an eye, Ah Cheng took in such a smart, beautiful and beautiful apprentice. This Tang girl is also a talented person by looking at her face.

!”

The talented "Miss Tang" silently took a sip of tea again...

Neither of the Bi family members answered the call.

Haven't you noticed? Bi Cheng's master and disciple are all young girls.

This is both Yan (salt) and Tang (sugar), and there are no cooking condiments left or right!

"Ahem!" Yan Yan cleared her throat, interrupting the young couple's thoughtful look: "I'm going to look for someone tomorrow. As long as the person is honest, diligent, and capable of doing things neatly, it doesn't matter whether he is a cook or not."

"Hey!" Bi Cheng agreed quickly, subconsciously stood up and went over to pour tea for Yan Yan.

Yan Yan poured the tea one step ahead of him, handed him the teapot with his backhand, and then looked at him with a smile.

Bi Cheng was embarrassed.

Forgot again that he is the master!

The aunt of Deng Xiang's family raised her head from her needlework and asked Bi Cheng: "A Cheng is eager to hire a man, but is he planning to go to Master Hao's house and host a banquet for thousands of people?"

Bi Cheng nodded: "That's right. A banquet for a thousand people is a lot of work. It will be easier for the assistant to take it there myself."

The eldest daughter of Deng Xiang's family used an embroidery needle to comb her hair, and asked carefully: "I heard a rough idea of ​​what you just said, are you going to hire a cook?"


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