Chongxi's little husband is very "soft and cute"

Being guessed by Lu Yunchen sharply, shopkeeper Song sneered dryly, and said angrily, "Boss Lu, you are really a smart person..." He took a deep breath, "Song came to the door licking his face this time. , In fact, I want to ask Boss Lu for some advice."

Lu Yunchen just smiled and said nothing, after all, shopkeeper Song didn't do anything wrong in order to protect his own business. The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. Anyone who does business wants to use the word "profit". What I am doing now is nothing more than wanting to defend one side of the world.

What he didn't expect was that shopkeeper Song came to his door, intending to get a piece of the pie from him.

Shopkeeper Song saw that Lu Yunchen hadn't spoken for a long time, and he felt more and more confident. If he hadn't really lost his way, he wouldn't have risked offending Li Datou to come to the door rashly. After leaving the door, how should I explain to my ancestors after a hundred years.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment, so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

"Shopkeeper Song, if you have something to say, you might as well just say it..." Lu Yunchen looked outside the room impatiently. After a while, there will be more people on the street.

"This... this..." Shopkeeper Song hesitated for a long time, and it became more and more difficult for him to speak. How should he say this?He joined forces with Li Datou in an attempt to engage in malicious competition by lowering prices, failed to suppress He Xingju, and tried to show his favor, pointing out that Lu Yunchen leaked some money to himself.

Lu Yunchen naturally knew what he was thinking, "If shopkeeper Song has nothing to say, please go back, Lu's shop is about to open, and I don't have time to play riddles with you here." After finishing speaking, he got up and asked Walk.

"Boss Lu, stay here..." Shopkeeper Song asked anxiously, "Song came here this time to ask Boss Lu if he sells the pastry recipe?"

"Heh..." Lu Yunchen snorted coldly, "Recipe? My Hexingju makes good cakes, why should I sell the recipe to others to share my Hexingju's business?"

"I...this..." Shopkeeper Song was like an ant on a hot pot, sweating profusely, and he couldn't even speak, "Qingmeizhai can help He Xingju to promote..."

"Shopkeeper Song really made a good joke and promoted He Xingju? Could it be that the cakes sold from Qingmeizhai are sealed with the name of He Xingju?" Lu Yunchen suppressed his smile and sarcastically said.

"Of course it won't work..." Shopkeeper Song said quickly, knowing that something bad happened as soon as the words came out. Even if the original price is restored, it will be difficult to survive from Hexingju.

"Boss Lu, Mr. Song really has no choice. It's all because Mr. Song was obsessed with ghosts for a while. He was deceived by the lard, so he followed Li Datou to do this wicked thing. I hope the little boss will show kindness..."

There was some coldness in Lu Yunchen's sharp eyes, he paused for a moment, and then said slowly, "It's not impossible to seek peace...", a glimmer of hope rose in Shopkeeper Song's heart, as if grabbing the last straw.

"Boss Lu can say whatever he wants, as long as you are willing to lend a helping hand to let Qingmeizhai tide over the difficulties this time, you can ask Song to do whatever you want. Qingmeizhai must not fall into my hands."

"Shopkeeper Song is serious. I'm not Li Datou, so naturally I won't do anything dirty." Lu Yunchen took a sip of his tea and said unhurriedly.

"Little Boss, forgive me, it was Song who saved your gentleman's heart with a villain's heart." Shopkeeper Song hurriedly made amends for himself, and did not dare to speak nonsense, for fear that a sentence would be wrong and touch the little Boss Lu's brow.

"Of course I have the recipe for the pastry. Shopkeeper Song's price is right, and I'm not a stingy person..." Lu Yunchen let go, and he also had his own considerations. It was to win back the guests, but now the goal has been achieved, with him alone, he can't keep up with doing so many things every day, besides, the current situation is unstable, and he has no intention of recruiting any more people.

This part of dim sum is complex and requires a lot of energy. The money earned is not as good as the thought of giving it. It is not necessary to hold it in your hands.

"Young Boss Lu, just open your mouth, Song will never bargain." Lu Yunchen has some skills, and through these few days of inquiry, Shopkeeper Song has also figured it out. Seeing that he said that he would sell the formula to himself, his whole body immediately trembled. It's easy.

"Shopkeeper Song, don't promise so quickly. If you come over some time tomorrow, I'll prepare a few and let you choose. After we're done, let's talk about the money for the formula."

Shopkeeper Song nodded repeatedly, his body almost limp, he wiped the fine sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, before leaving, he frowned and looked at Lu Yunchen, as if he had something to say.

"Boss Lu, a few days ago I heard Li Datou mention that he has a third grandfather who is now a fifth-rank governor in the imperial court. Boss, you should make preparations in advance, Li Datou will not let it go for the time being."

After receiving the good signal from shopkeeper Song, Lu Yunchen couldn't please him, so he simply agreed. Li Datou tossed around this time, but he didn't take advantage of the slightest advantage, so he would definitely not stop. As for the third grandfather Regardless of his fame in the first life, whether he will go all out for Li Datou, even if he does, there is still a county magistrate in Yong'an Town, and that Lord Chu Hanchu may not give face to this fifth-rank governor who has become an official.

......

The next day, according to the agreement, Lu Yunchen made several snacks that were not difficult to process and the ingredients were easy to find. Shopkeeper Song picked three of them, and the vain 50 taels of silver went into Lu Yunchen's pocket just like that. Terrible, but compared to the precarious Qingmeizhai, this investment is really nothing.

After sending shopkeeper Song away, Lu Yunchen propped up the door of the shop, and when he was turning around, two tall figures stood in front of the door, and when he looked around, it turned out to be Manager Song and the county magistrate.

"Little boss, congratulations on the opening, do you still have that jelly in your house? Serve me a bowl first." Song Ling said with a smile.

"Song Guanshi, what a coincidence, because the weather is cold, the guests don't like it too much, so the supply of jelly was stopped a few days ago, and we will only serve it in summer next year." Lu Yunchen bowed slightly, clasped his hands and explained.

The smile on Song Ling's face cracked instantly, and he finally persuaded Chu Han to allow him to eat a bowl of jelly, which was actually limited.

Chu Han was about to leave as soon as he heard it, but was stopped by Song Ling holding his arms. "No.. It's okay if there is no jelly. I heard from the yamen servants that you have eaten a lot of delicious food recently, little boss, and some of the signature dishes. Let us county magistrate try it."

"Master Chu, don't be cold-faced. You're here now. I haven't had lunch yet. I'm very hungry..."

Chu Han glanced at Song Ling who was acting like a baby to him, and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Lu Yunchen led the two of them into the private room, asked Qin Muyan to entertain him, put on his apron, and plunged into the kitchen.

Although Song Ling had heard that the food in Hexingju was good, because Chu Han didn't like eating out, he had never had the chance, so he found a reason to come out and taste it today, and it really is.

After eating and drinking enough, he patted his round belly, let out a long sigh of relief, and slumped on the chair.

"Hiss... This boiled pork slices are so spicy..." Song Ling was so hot that he poured several bowls of tea, still unable to get rid of the heartburn, opened his mouth and kept inhaling, his lips were covered by the spicy It was so red that even the tip of his tongue was plated with fiery crimson.

Chu Han's head was swollen from his chanting, he frowned and pulled him into his arms, leaned over, kissed him deeply, skillfully pried open his white teeth, and plundered wantonly, and when they parted again, The corners of the lips evoked a few crystal silver threads.

"Now...is it still spicy?"

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I can't stand it anymore, I went to bed

Good night...