After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

If you were to ask what the most exciting thing in Kyoto is right now, it would be the upcoming opening of the Food Street.

"Munir is a really capable man. He bought so much land in one go and built the Arab-style street in just two months!" A curious person came to the shantytown and casually pulled someone to express his emotion.

The shantytown that used to be dirty and messy has undergone tremendous changes in just two months!

Looking around, a one-meter-wide canal divides the entire area into two parts.

Two to three-story shops were built on both the north and south sides.

The first floors of the shops are mostly large open spaces. As the weather gets warmer, layers of colorful gauze are hung on them, hanging down to the ground.

When the summer breeze blows, the colorful gauze is slightly lifted up like a graceful girl, and the scenes in the store are looming, making people feel itchy.

Munir was also extremely generous and covered the roofs of the Fengqing Street with glazed tiles.

When the sun shines, it reflects colorful light.

Of course, as a testimony of friendship, after planning the construction of the entire shantytown, Gu Nanxi paved the road with blue bricks and had people clean the canals to make the water quality clearer.

At the same time, a large stone slab was built every thirty meters on the canal to connect the two sides of the canal for the convenience of guests coming and going.

In order to prevent pedestrians from accidentally falling into the canal, and also for the sake of aesthetics, Gu Nanxi spent a lot of money to set up flower beds on both sides of the canal and planted many colorful flowers.

The spring is beautiful and the flowers are in bloom.

The north side of Baihua is magnificent with golden and green flowers, the sound of silk and bamboo, which looks like the rich flowers in the world.

The south side of Baihua is rimmed with red walls and green tiles, elegant and simple.

Amid the gurgling of water, the collision of cultures in this scene bursts out with charming light.

Song Da was lucky enough to own a small shop there.

Her daughter was fond of martial arts, but was often troubled by the lack of suitable clothing for women to practice martial arts.

So the family decided not to rent out the shop and to start selling ready-made clothes themselves.

The first floor sells normal ready-made clothes, while the second floor specializes in women's martial arts and dance clothes.

"Boss Mu is here!" Song Da saw Munir coming to inspect the progress of the project with his sharp eyes and hurried to meet him.

From now on, the business of my own shop will all depend on the management of this Boss Mu!

The better his Fengxing Street business is, the greater the flow of people to the area will be, and the corresponding housing prices will also rise.

Munir had long since adapted to the local customs, wearing the clothing of the Great Zhou Dynasty, with his curly black hair slicked with shiny hair oil and tied into a bun at the back of his head.

He also very fashionably put a big chrysanthemum in his hair, and he thought it was very beautiful.

"Boss Song, how is your clothing shop going?" Munir looked at the large building in front of him that combined the styles of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Arab Empire, and a sense of ambition and passion arose in his heart.

Song Da laughed and said, "We will be ready to open in a few days. Boss Mu, please take care of me in the future."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

As they talked, they came to the Fu Quan Tea House branch and sat down in an empty seat.

That’s right, the owner of Fuquan Teahouse had a unique vision and felt that the shantytown could definitely develop, so he rented Gu Nanxi’s largest shop to open a branch.

Next to Fuquan Tea House is the Baiwei Restaurant branch.

In the past, guests entering Beijing from the South Gate had to cross most of the city before they could sit in a teahouse. So guests who went to Baiwei Restaurant for a meal were considered to be enjoying a blessing.

With the existence of the branch, they can save an hour.

As soon as Song Da and Munir entered the teahouse, they saw the casino manager in the lobby.

Song laughed and said, "Manager Yan is free today, come and have some tea!"

The wardens who was replaced by Yan Guan raised the teacup in his hand and said hello to Song Da: "The boss made a lot of money, so he gave the subordinates a few days off."

"But what about the game involving that guy in prison?"

"That's right. There are very few customers who place bets for more than two months." Manager Yan sighed. The wife of Marquis Yongchang was really cruel.

The matter about that person had long passed the forefront of public opinion in Kyoto. The three of them brought it up again, but it did not attract anyone's attention.

On the contrary, everyone started talking about this food-themed street.

"Our capital is a gathering place for all the people in the world. There is no foreigner here who has not seen it. It's just a Dashi Folk Street. I don't think it can compare to those taverns."

"That being said, why don't you stop squatting at the street corner every day and staring at those Arab women?"

The businessman, who was exposed by an acquaintance, blushed and said, "That's not a Arab girl at all, she's obviously Persian!"

"It doesn't matter where they are from. Anyway, in this charming street, they can perform a pirouette for you. All you have to pay is the money in your pocket."

Others knew very well that as long as the business had its own unique features and sufficient capital, it could continue in Kyoto.

"If you ask me, it's the wife of the Yongchang Marquis who has a unique vision! Who would have thought that the shantytown that people used to disdain to visit would actually look presentable after the wife of the Yongchang Marquis and the Arabs cleaned it up."

"I heard that in the future, there will be dozens of carriages in this area every day in Kyoto, welcoming and sending off guests on the main streets, picking up guests for free."

"Wow, with such thoughtful service, there will definitely be a lot of customers coming."

"What's this? It is said that on the opening day, all the merchants in the area will hold activities together, such as discounts or gifts."

"I heard that as long as you spend at least 100 coins, you can participate in the lucky draw, and the first prize is a fist-sized night-shining pearl!"

"I wonder which lucky person has this luck?"

"Let's try it when the time comes. Maybe this big pie will fall into your hands."

The news that the Food Street was about to open and hold an event spread like ripples throughout Kyoto through the Fuquan Teahouse.

Muniar and the owner of the Fuquan Teahouse on the second floor smiled at each other.

Kyoto is peaceful and the people are looking forward to the opening of the Dashi Street.

Marquis Yongchang in prison does not have such a leisurely life.

Although the hygiene conditions in the prison were acceptable and the three meals a day were not withheld, no good person would be in a good mood if he stayed in a closed space for several months on end.

Lu Xiaorou was listless, looking at her husband with dissatisfaction: "Husband, you haven't been home for several months, and no one has written to ask about your army and your deputy generals?"

Yongchang Hou rubbed his head and said, "Isn't this normal? In the past, when you asked me to accompany you to your parents' home, didn't you stay there for one or two months?"

Lu Xiaorou rolled her eyes, pulled the big hand away from her waist, turned over, and ignored Marquis Yongchang.

Hong Xiaoxiao was bored and took a small straw to poke the ant nest: "Husband, could it be that the old lady has forgotten us? And the emperor, you haven't seen him for so long, and he never asked you a question?"

Yongchang Hou's face turned black. Do these two women know how to talk? They say whatever hits their heart.