The best girl traveled through time and took the system to escape.

It can be said that Zhang Ruoxi can accept the original morning sickness and emotional excitement.

But who knows?

Even for hot pot, she can only eat tomatoes and clear soup? !

Zhang Ruoxi pouted, staring straight at Song Nan with a pair of moist eyes, twisting her body and saying: "Nan Nan, so good Nan Nan~"

"Can you make some hot pot that's not so spicy~"

“I also want to eat spicy hotpot, but these are too spicy~”

The whistling sound sounded, and Song Nan had goosebumps all over her body.

This is not Zhang Ruoxi.

Definitely not her!

When had she ever spoken to herself in this tone?

This is too...

So cute! !

No wonder my roommate in college always liked to speak and video chat with people at the top of her voice. It turned out to be like this.

ummm

She liked it very much too!

Song Nan coughed lightly: "Do it, do it for you."

"In the final analysis, I didn't think carefully and forgot about your situation. Next time, I will divide the spicy pot into mild, medium and heavy spicy, so that it can also satisfy the tastes of other people."

"Other people's tastes? Are you going to open a store?" Hua Zhixia, who is relatively sensitive to business, asked immediately.

Song Nan didn't hide it from them, and immediately nodded and answered: "I've always had this plan. It's in the Linlang Pavilion. What do you think?"

Naturally, Song Nan didn't know as much as Hua Zhixia about business.

At first, she had always wanted to find an opportunity to ask Hua Zhixia, but Hua Zhixia was in prison at that time, and there was something going on at Qingyun Temple. She thought that the peppers would not grow for a while, so she never asked her.

Now that I finally got such an opportunity, I naturally had to ask carefully.

"Ok!"

"You're asking Sister Hua, so you're right!" Zhang Ruoxi gave a thumbs up, then poured slices of meat into the pot while the two were talking.

"Where is Linlang Pavilion?"

Hua Zhixia put down her chopsticks, pointed at the table with her left hand, frowned slightly as she looked at the steaming hot pot, and pondered for a long time.

Song Nan couldn't help but become nervous when he saw her like this. He tactically drank water twice before seeing Hua Zhixia react.

"Are you going to do this hot pot business for rich people or for common people?" Hua Zhixia asked.

Song Nan put down the water glass and answered truthfully: "The lobby on the first floor, the private room on the second floor."

Hua Zhixia raised her eyebrows and said truthfully: "You want them all? That might be a little difficult."

"The first is the location of your Linlang Pavilion. I don't need to say anything about this. You can guess it yourself. The second is the pricing of the hot pot. If the price is not set well, both hands may be short-changed."

Hua Zhixia's words are not unreasonable. Song Nan has also thought about these.

But she thinks the price of hot pot is nothing.

The important thing is that people like Hua Zhixia don't care about the two brothels nearby.

In other words, how much they care about those two brothels.

I'm so concerned that I don't even want to go there to have a meal.

Song Nan said: "In terms of price, I plan to set a price that is not too expensive. For example, the spicy pot base is priced at [-] cents per pot, and the tomato clear soup is [-] cents. The rest of the items are what you get."

"This price is not bad." Hua Zhixia nodded.

"The ones in the lobby and the private rooms are naturally different. Guests in the private rooms can choose whether to have the wok bottom prepared. The price of the wok bottom is naturally more expensive than the one I brought over..."

Song Nan told Hua Zhixia about modern hotpot eating, and Hua Zhixia also gave her a lot of supplements.

The two were chatting animatedly when they heard Zhang Ruoxi giggling.

Turning around, I found that Zhang Ruoxi had eaten all the remaining meat!

Only half of the table's dishes are left!

The two of them turned to look at the person who was still there in tacit agreement, unable to stop their serious murderous intent.

Zhang Ruoxi felt cold all over and immediately covered her mouth to stop laughing.

Suggesting that they still stare at her, Zhang Ruoxi pointed to the people waiting beside her with interest and said: "You guys continue talking, I'll let them cut some more meat."

The two then gave up and continued talking about the hot pot restaurant.

Zhang Ruoxi quickly said to the person next to her: "Let the kitchen cut more meat slices, cut them thinly, and make more plates."

Looking at the two people chatting about business, Zhang Ruoxi touched her belly: "Little guy, you are not a foodie like your mother and I, are you? Why can't you eat any of these cabbages? "

The unformed child in her belly: What a big pot!What a big pot!

At this moment, in a wooden house somewhere on Zhuangzi.

Du Feng was lying on the bed calling for someone. His throat was dry when he heard the door ring.

"Are you all deaf?! I didn't even come in for a long time! Be careful I tell your lady so that she knows how you people treated her savior!"

The man who came in yawned, as if he was used to being spoken to like this. He lazily raised his eyelids and looked at the cripple on the bed: "What's wrong?"

Du Feng waved his hand as a matter of course: "Quick! Help me change into clean pants!"

After becoming hemiplegic, he became very irritable.When others gave him a change of clothes to wipe his body, he would hit or scold them.

If the few people guarding him hadn't thought that their master asked them to come and serve him, and the money given to them every month was as much as the master's personal maid, they would really not be happy to do this for Du Feng.

After all, none of them knew that the reason why this guy was like this was because he had an idea for his master, Zhang Ruoxi.

For him, the master only said: Just don't die.

It's for his own good to give him a change of clothes, but don't let yourself get smoked to death.

He was quite powerful, beating and scolding them.

Therefore, these people did not help Du Feng change his clothes for three days in a row, leaving him to eat, drink, and defecate in bed.

This time, he was honest.

But his arrogant temper remained unabated.

The visitor clapped his hands, then took off Du Feng's pants. Another person outside immediately brought water and put it on the table in front of the bed: "Wipe it yourself."

Du Feng said angrily: "You want me to wipe it myself? Then what's the use of you?!"

The big man crossed his arms across his chest and said matter-of-factly: "I'll help you change your clothes."

"Whether you like it or not, hold it in if you don't."

After that, the other big man picked up the basin and walked out.

"Wait!"

Du Feng finally compromised.

He bit his lower lip as he wiped it.

Sooner or later, sooner or later, you people are all going to die!

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi!

Wait for me when my leg heals!

The cloth and the brown stuff went into the water together. Du Feng finally wiped his lower body clean and threw the cloth into the basin.

Seeing the two people avoiding the splashed water, Du Feng smiled sarcastically: "What, you don't poop?"

The two of them were too lazy to talk to him.

One of the men picked up Du Feng, and the other man quickly changed his sheets.

Then the two put him in clean pants and left.

Walking to the door, one of the men stopped for a moment: "We don't poop on the bed, and we're not disabled, and... we have more money than you, and a caterpillar that can't stand can still wipe it for a long time."

pat!

As soon as the wooden door closed, Du Feng beat the bed crazily: "Ahhhhhhhhhh! Damn it! You all deserve to die!"