After rebirth, I became the villain’s sister-in-law Bai Yueguang

Although the wheat harvest has just begun in Zhuangzi, it is also the planting season.

But as soon as Jiang Wancheng announced that he was recruiting day laborers, and only girls were available, girls and women from every household still rushed to sign up.

There were even women from four other families besides the Jiang family.

Jiang Wancheng asked Yang Hu to screen people, but this guy was so clever that he just eliminated all those families.

Then, almost every other family chose one. Some families had more girls, so they chose two.

In total, twenty girls were selected.

A large warehouse and a large kitchen have been urgently built outside Bishui Residence in the past few days.

The female workers recruited started working outside at the entrance of the warehouse every day.

Peel, grind, and steam.

There are hills of sweet potatoes, pumpkins, etc., with endless peels, endless pieces, and endless steamed taros.

But everyone was doing it in full swing.

On a hot summer day, Jiang Wancheng added ice to the mung bean soup. When everyone took a sip, it felt like a fairy day.

When I work, I am extremely energetic.

Every day, buckets of taro balls, carts of ice, pots of taro, bean paste, and fruit cubes are transported to Chunyue Tower from early morning to noon.

Then Chunyuelou packs and sells them.

Every day, this novel and delicious ice-sweet drink is sold out.

Selling hundreds of bowls, it was obvious that Chunyuelou was no longer satisfied.

After all, their main business at Chunyue Tower is not selling desserts.

Therefore, Sister Hua'er sent a letter to Jiang Wancheng, asking her to go to the city tomorrow to discuss the specific matters of continuing to sell these sweet drinks in the restaurant under their owner's name.

This is of course a great joy.

These hundreds of bowls of iced drinks were not Jiang Wancheng's ultimate goal.

Calculating carefully, after excluding the cost, transportation and sharing, she only got a few taels of profit in her hands every day.

A month is just over a hundred taels.

It was far from what she expected.

Moreover, in one summer, I'm afraid I can only make back my investment.

Therefore, Jiang Wancheng really wants to take the opportunity to expand the scale of selling these ice drinks.

Now, the ice sweet drink has caught the attention of the owner of Chunyue Tower. If he can continue to sell it in the restaurants he owns, Jiang Wancheng will really make some money.

Jiang Wancheng quickly replied and mentioned in the letter that if she was willing to be rewarded, she would like to meet the big boss of Chunyue Tower in person.

Jiang Wancheng's real purpose in wanting to meet this boss was still to ask for Mr. Wen Erlang.

Yang Hu's ability and vision were limited. Although the teachers he found had some outstanding scholars, they were never what Jiang Wancheng really wanted.

That's why she wanted to meet someone who had more connections and had some connections in Shangjing.

This owner might be able to fulfill her wish.

Sister Hua'er replied quickly and gave her an address, which is the place where they will meet tomorrow - Qingyue Tower.

"what?"

Jiang Wancheng looked at the words in the reply repeatedly and was shocked.

Qingyue Tower.

There is also a Qingyue Tower in Qingyang Town. Although this Qingyue Tower is another Qingyue Tower, they are from the same family!

Jiang Wancheng had already determined when he was in Qingyang that the real owner behind Qingyue Tower was Meng Xingzhi!

This Meng Xingzhi!

The dignified head of the Marquis Mansion started his business as a merchant, and actually did so with great success, spreading throughout the whole country.

The daughter-in-law of the Jiang family traveled thousands of miles to get married. Although she was plotted and plotted against, how could she not be held responsible for the harm caused by his lack of attention and negligence?

No, maybe he had a part in this conspiracy!

Otherwise, in the last life, he knew that he was trapped in Jang Hexuan's hands, but he could still just stand by and watch the drama of her tragic fate. In the end, he even made a promise with her to save her and run away, but broke the promise in the future, causing She died painfully in despair...

She thought Meng San had troubles, so she never blamed him for breaking the promise in his previous life until she discovered his true identity.

But after knowing that he was Meng Xingzhi, Jiang Wancheng was filled with anger after being teased!

If he hadn't been for Meng Xingzhi, Jiang Wancheng wouldn't have hated him so much in this life!

So, is the owner of Chunyue Tower actually Meng Xingzhi?

The next day.

Jiang Wancheng arrived as promised.

What he was wearing was still men's clothing that was convenient for walking.

Jiang Wancheng lifted the curtain and got out of the car, looking up at the plaque of Qingyue Tower, with complicated thoughts in his heart.

It is such a coincidence that the owner of Chunyue Tower has arranged to meet here. Is it a coincidence or a hint?

If it was Meng Xingzhi, did he know her identity?

Jiang Wancheng caught a glimpse of Wu Jing's figure when he was at the Second Pier. Could it be that he has been secretly eyeing him since then?

"Girl, it's time for us to go in." Tingfeng reminded in a low voice and helped Jiang Wancheng get out of the carriage.

Yang Hu led the carriage to the side, and Shi Yi followed. He seemed to see some hesitation on Jiang Wancheng's face, and said, "Sister, if you are afraid, what will Brother Shi do if he goes in for you?" "

Jiang Wancheng: "It's okay, Brother Shi, you can't escape what you have to face. Let's go in!"

Jiang Wancheng and the other three entered the lobby of Qingyue Building. After telling them the name of the wing where they were meeting, the waiter immediately called the shopkeeper, who personally took them to the backyard.

After winding through the garden and walking along the promenade, I stopped at a pavilion next to a waterside pavilion.

The pavilion was surrounded by bamboo curtains, but they were only half rolled up, covering most of the scenery inside.

However, one could still vaguely see two people standing and one sitting inside.

As Jiang Wancheng walked along, he thought to himself: The scale of the Qingyue Tower in Shangjing is actually more than ten times larger and more luxurious than the Qingyue Tower in Qingyang Town! As expected of Shangjing, a restaurant is built like a palace.

Before Jiang Wancheng could stand still, the people inside seemed to know that she was coming. They opened the curtain and said, "My dear, please, everyone else, please stop."

This attendant is not the skilled ones beside Meng Xingzhi.

Tingfeng was left outside.

She looked at Jiang Wancheng uneasy and said, "Girl, be careful."

Jiang Wancheng had nothing to be afraid of and told the two of them: "If you are bored, go for a walk."

Tingfeng: "My slave is waiting outside. If anything happens, just call me!"

Shi Yiben had already stepped out with one foot, and after hearing Tingfeng's words, he quietly retracted...

Jiang Wancheng smiled and shook his head, "Since the owner of Chunyue Tower appreciates the honor and is willing to meet me, he won't do anything extraordinary. Don't worry."

After saying that, she stepped into the pavilion.

Jiang Wancheng said the words just now in a loud voice. She meant them not only for Tingfeng and the others, but also for the people in the pavilion.

At this moment, the roller blind behind him was lowered again, and the attendant also left the pavilion. At this time, only Jiang Wancheng and the owner of Chunyue Tower were left in the pavilion.

Jiang Wancheng looked at the situation in the pavilion and found that there was a banquet.

The wine was cooling on the side, and there were a few bowls of her desserts.

Several small bowls and wine bottles have been frozen in a large pile of ice, but there is no sign of melting.

And because of this big ice pile, the entire pavilion is much cooler than outside.

Jiang Wancheng slowly raised his head and looked at the person sitting in the main seat.