Nongbao is three and a half years old in the famine year, and the whole family is a big villain

Luo Yan was also a little moved, she turned to look at Luo Yan, "Second brother, what do you say?"

Luo Yan's slender fingers tapped on the table.

"Luo Yuan is right. We can only open one restaurant in this famine year. The one in Peach Blossom Town can be temporarily closed." He looked up at Luo Yan, "Write a letter to Liu Xu and the others. Let me tell you, if they want to, they can still come to the Luo’s restaurant in the capital and continue to work with us.”

Luo Yan nodded emphatically upon hearing this.

Luo Jiaojiao looked at Luo Yan like this, and a smile flashed in her almond-like eyes.

She could see that Luo Yan couldn't cheer up for anything these days.

Only a few days ago when Luo Yuan said that Rang would reopen the restaurant in the capital, she still had a smile on her face.

A few days ago, he had already started looking for a restaurant for transfer, but before he could find the restaurant, the prime minister and the Jiang family had to meet each other, so the search for the restaurant was delayed.

She had a smile on her face, "Then I will start looking for restaurants tomorrow, and today I will write to Liu Xu and the others."

Luo Yan smiled and nodded, "Okay, write a letter first, there is no rush to find a restaurant, first move to Jiang's house and then find a restaurant."

Luo Yan nodded when she heard the words, "Second brother is more thoughtful, he should move there first and then look for it."

The Thirteenth Uncle on the side took a sip of the small cup of wine in front of him and let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking at Luo Yan with some hesitation, he called out, "Yan'er."

Luo Yan turned to look at Thirteenth Uncle with a smile on his face, "Thirteenth Uncle, is there not enough wine?"

Uncle Thirteen waved his hand, "I heard that big families in the capital pay great attention to etiquette, and they don't want girls to stay out of the house, especially the daughters of merchant families."

"If you opened a restaurant, would Jiang's people look down on you?"

Uncle Thirteen looked at Luo Yan with worry in his eyes, apparently sincerely treating Luo Yan and others as his own children.

"No, grandma and aunt won't." Luo Jiaojiao said firmly.

The old lady of the Jiang family pulled Luo Jiaojiao and talked a lot.

Maybe because Luo Jiaojiao was a child and couldn't understand, he grabbed Luo Jiaojiao and started chatting.

Chatting from Jiang Rou to when the old lady of the Jiang family was young, from the battlefield to the backyard of the house.

The old lady of the Jiang family was childhood sweethearts with Jiang's father, and her boxing skills were even better than Jiang's father.

It was even thanks to her disguised as a man to save Father Jiang on the battlefield several times, so that he survived intact.

She said something that Luo Jiaojiao still remembers.

"I'm also skilled in martial arts and full of passion. Why should I be locked in the backyard of my house?"

She said, "Jiaojiao, although you are a girl, you can do whatever you want, and grandma will support you."

Luo Jiaojiao believes that people who can say such things will never think that women should stay at home sewing clothes and shoes like the world.

There was a passion and grievance in her heart that could not be evacuated.

Luo Yan turned to look at Luo Jiaojiao, hooked the corners of her lips, and reached out to stroke her head.

Then he raised his head and looked at Thirteenth Uncle, "Don't worry, Thirteenth Uncle, I'm old enough, I'm no longer a child, I know it well."

"Before opening a restaurant, I will definitely seek the consent of my grandma and aunt."

Then he smiled and said playfully, "After all, I'm under the fence~"

The next day,

Luo Yan went to the Hanlin Academy early in the morning.

Luo Yan, Luo Yuan and the others were not idle either, and started packing up the things that needed to be brought home.

One afternoon, I packed a bunch of things.

They have also lived in the capital for two months. Although this small courtyard is just bought, it is still small and complete.

If they were really packed up, the big and small bags would be enough to fill four or five carriages.

Everything is almost packed.

Just at this time, someone from the Jiang family came.

A dozen or so men dressed as servants stood at the door and yelled, "Miss Biao, Miss Biao, we are from the Jiang family."

Luo Yan heard the movement and walked out quickly.

When the leading man at the door saw Luo Yan, his eyes flashed with astonishment, and then he straightened his expression and said, "We are from the Jiang family. The old lady taught us to help you move together."

Luo Yan pursed her lips and smiled, "Grandma's timing is really accurate, we just packed it up."

A dozen servants from Jiang's family helped to load all the luggage onto the cart, and dragged it back to Jiang's mansion.

There were so many of them, Luo Yan and the others thought it would take at least three trips to move things, but now they have already moved them in one trip.

As soon as the carriage stopped at the gate of Jiangfu, the servants moved their luggage to Jiangfu one by one.

It seemed that they had received news a long time ago that the Luo family was going to move in, and many people had already gathered at the door.

Luo Jiaojiao glanced over, and saw a dozen or so beautifully dressed aunts and wives watching with great interest as the servants helped Luo's family move things.

She frowned.

In the eyes of these people, in addition to watching the excitement, there is also sarcasm and disgust.

The eyes were as vivid as the eyes of poor relatives who came to the door to play the autumn wind, which was completely different from the enthusiasm they treated in front of the old lady of Jiang's family before.

It was uncomfortable to watch.

Luo Yan seemed to feel Luo Jiaojiao's emotions, reached out to hold her little hand, and said softly, "Don't pay attention to them, sister will protect you."

Suddenly, a harsh voice sounded.

"Is there anything in the Jiang Manor? The things that have been moved here are all poor things."

Luo Jiaojiao followed the voice and saw that it was a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old, who was covering her mouth with a handkerchief and smiling coquettishly.

Although she is not as good as Luo Yan in appearance, she is still pretty and cute, but the words that come out of her mouth make people not like it that much.

As soon as the woman's voice fell, there was a burst of mocking laughter around her.

Luo Jiaojiao turned her head to look at her directly, her small face was full of seriousness, "What do you mean by being poor?"

The girl's face paused, and a hint of teasing suddenly appeared on her face, "What do you mean by being poor? Little girl, you are called poor and poor."

Before Luo Jiaojiao could speak back, a sullen voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Many aunts and wives who were still smiling suddenly stopped talking.

"Who gave you the courage to say that I'm beautiful and poor?"

The old lady of the Jiang family walked out with the support of Nanny Chang, without a trace of a smile on her face, not angry and pretentious.

She squinted at the girl who spoke just now, "You must not be poor, so your monthly salary will be halved from today."

"As a concubine of the Jiang family, I don't know how to be polite. I copied the Buddhist scriptures twenty times, and I was not allowed to go out until I finished."

Then he looked at the slightly older woman standing beside the girl, and said coldly, "Ms. An really taught me a good girl."