I open a restaurant in Xiujie

In the small courtyard in the west of Luo Town, quarrels also broke out.

Wang Zirong's injury has only just improved, and her complexion is still unnaturally pale at this moment. She leans against the foot of the bed, hugs a soft pillow in her arms, frowns and looks at Wang Luoxiu, who is in front of her with drooping eyebrows and eyes. She is silent for a long time, and sighs heavily. .

"Little brother, you..."

Her chest was so congested that she almost didn't raise her breath. She took a breath before continuing: "I asked you to remind little master, why don't you go?"

Wang Luoxiu lowered her head, looked at her nose with her eyes, and her mouth with her nose. After muttering for a long time, she said in a voice like a mosquito, "I just... just forgot..."

"nonsense."

Wang Zirong straightened her face: "Luo Xiu, I'm your sister, don't I know what you think?"

"You see that Yu Xiaotan's reputation is not obvious, you see that Yu's restaurant is not big, and you look down on them from the bottom of your heart, so you don't want to go at all."

"You look forward to the fight between little master and Sister Qu Wen, hope that they will be exhausted, and both will suffer. You want to be the fisherman who wins in the end, right?"

long silence.

Wang Luoxiu pursed her lips and did not speak.

Wang Zirong sighed one after another: "Brother, you have completely forgotten the ancestral precepts of our Guanghuazhai."

"Threesomes, there must be my teacher. Now you don't even care about the words of the patriarch?"

Her voice suddenly rose a little, Wang Luoxiu's back was slightly stiff, and she pursed her lips and muttered: "I... no sister, I just forgot, I really forgot."

The boy raised his head, took a quick glance, but when Wang Zirong's gaze fell, he lowered his head quickly, avoiding the girl's gaze.

Wang Zirong looked at her younger brother quietly, a trace of sadness flashed in her dark eyes: "Why, not only do you not follow the precepts of your ancestors, but you also lie to me?"

Wang Luoxiu: "..."

The long wind picked up suddenly, whistling and rolling over the beams of the house.

At the end of the sky, thick clouds drifted past, covering all the sunlight, so the brilliant light in the small courtyard was slowly wiped away by a big hand, leaving only large shadows.

Wang Zirong's round fingertips gripped the soft pillow tightly.

The servants also heard the sound of the quarrel, and retreated one after another, not even daring to make a sound of footsteps. The yard became empty, and the silence was so great that only the two people were breathing rapidly.

The silent atmosphere put great pressure on Wang Luoxiu, his chest heaved faster and faster, his lips were tighter and tighter, his whole figure was like a tight bowstring.

Finally, at a certain moment, it suddenly collapsed.

"Yes, I just don't want to tell him, so what?"

The young man raised his head suddenly, with a shy and angry fire in his eyes: "Sister, he is just a little cook from the countryside who has never seen the world, isn't he just a little bit skilled, what's the big deal? I'm your younger brother, your relative. younger brother!"

"For that guy, are you going to talk to me like this?"

Wang Zirong choked on him, her eyes widened in disbelief: "...Luoxiu!"

"Sister, I'm also doing it for the good of our master."

Wang Luoxiu raised her head stubbornly: "The separated family has been so restless all these years, you should find an opportunity to beat them. I said to be tough, but you didn't listen—look, sister, you are the eldest daughter of the direct line Hey, now for the sake of the ruins of the chef fairy and the position of the owner, you actually condescend to come to such a small place and open a restaurant yourself?"

"If you want me to say, there is no need for competition at all, those should be yours."

"What Wang Quwen, with the dirty blood of the branch family, also wants to be the head of the family?"

"She doesn't even look in the mirror to see if she's worthy!"

As the young man spoke, anger welled up in his heart.

These words have been suppressed in his heart for a long time, but because of Wang Zirong's injury to Lei Jie, he has never dared to say them out.

But now, he doesn't want to bear it anymore.

Wang Zirong stared at him blankly.

She suddenly felt that she didn't know her brother in front of her.

Wang Luoxiu's temperament is a little fiery, but she has always been obedient in front of her. She has never seen Wang Luoxiu so angry.

Not only was he ashamed and angry, but there was also an icy light in the young man's eyes. Deep in the eyes, there was a deep desire for something.

Like a raging sea, like dark waves, the waves are everywhere.

Wang Zirong took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

"Luoxiu, calm down first." She said softly, "I feel like you're thinking about something."

"The branched family is just a line that was separated hundreds of years ago. It is no different from you and me. They are all the blood of the Wang family. During the past few days when I was recovering from my injuries, I also thought about many things. In fact, the position of the head of the family is not Such a strong attraction..."

Wang Luoxiu: "!!!"

The boy opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but Wang Zirong hurriedly said, "Don't interrupt, just listen to me."

"Actually, in my heart, I don't have that strong resistance to Sister Qu Wen being the head of the family. She is indeed very strong, with superb cooking skills and powerful means, and she can be more ruthless than me. If you really want to make Guanghuazhai bigger, she is actually a She's a good candidate, and it's no wonder that many people in the Presbyterian Church gave her a high look."

"As for me..."

The girl paused, and said a little embarrassedly: "I have never been interested in such things as power and conspiracy. If Guanghuazhai falls into my hands, I am afraid that other restaurants will unite to suppress it. And to be honest, I have had a meal with the little master. After the meal, I now have something I want to pursue more, Luoxiu, have you ever seen the kingdom of food?" "...No, I have, I have."

Wang Luoxiu gritted her teeth word by word.

Ever since Wang Zirong said that she was not very interested in the position of Patriarch, the young man's face was as dark as charcoal.

He was about to explode, like a volcano about to erupt. Although he was still desperately suppressing it, the ground was cracked, the mountains were trembling, the ravine in his heart spread thousands of miles, and fiery, thousand-degree-high temperature burst out from the hideous cracks. magma.

But Wang Zirong's eyes drooped slightly, but she didn't notice it.

"It's such a wonderful cooking skill," she admired sincerely, "If I can spend my whole life seeking that kind of realm, even if I can only touch a corner before I die, my life will not be wasted. Luoxiu, you I'm also a spirit chef, can you understand me?"

Wang Luoxiu kept silent.

But his breathing became heavier and heavier, and the volcano in his heart was already crumbling.

Wang Zirong continued: "There is one more thing. The conflict between the main family and the branch family is so fierce now. Let Qu Wen be the head of the family, and this conflict can be eased. It will prevent our Guanghuazhai from being destroyed by the internal government in a few years or ten years later. The fight broke up, wouldn't it be..."

"sister!"

The voice is interrupted.

Wang Zirong raised her head suspiciously, and met her younger brother's reddened, unbearable eyes.

Wang Luoxiu's whole body was trembling, even her voice trembled: "Sister, you're going to explore the peak of cooking skills, so what should I do?"

"What about the rest of the master's family?"

"The position of Patriarch is lost in your hands, what will other people think of us, and what will future generations think of us?"

"This……"

Wang Zirong was stunned: "Luoxiu, actually you don't need to think so much. Patriarch is good, but it's also a shackle. I remember you said before that you don't want to be patriarch, why don't we go together..."

Wang Luoxiu's voice was extremely high-pitched: "Who said I didn't want to?!"

After shouting this sentence, Wang Luoxiu suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly explained: "Sister, I don't want to be the head of the family, but I don't want the family to be the head either!"

"You are the head of the family, and I will assist you, isn't that good?"

Wang Zirong thought for a moment: "Even if Sister Qu Wen is in power, it is impossible for the main family to be completely emptied, and the elders will not allow it."

"Luoxiu, if you want to take care of things, my sister can help you get an important position in the elders..."

Wang Luoxiu couldn't bear it anymore.

He shouted hysterically: "Sister, I don't want a Presbyterian Church!"

"Obviously we can become Patriarchs, why should we go far and wide to pursue the Council of Elders? Sis, you can't just give up like this, you can't leave me behind, you—you can't be so selfish!"

Wang Luoxiu shouted angrily, shouting.

Until the last sentence fell, the whole room was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, but it was extremely quiet, even the sound of the wind faded away.

Wang Zirong looked at the young man in front of him in bewilderment and shock.

She never knew that her younger brother had such a strong obsession with power. The girl struggled for a long time, and finally expressed her thoughts carefully to the closest people. She thought that even if the whole family opposed it, her younger brother would definitely stand by her side Support her and encourage her.

But she was wrong.

Wrong.

She was so wrong that she felt sad.

"Sister, can you fight for the Patriarch?"

Wang Luoxiu stepped forward and squatted beside the bed.

He was pawing at Wang Zirong's bedside like a homeless puppy, looking up at her eagerly, with a hint of crying in his voice: "Sister, you should be more serious and fight for the patriarch, okay?"

"I don't want to be overwhelmed by the family separation, I really don't want to. As soon as I imagine Wang Quwen giving orders to me from above, I want to kill her. I can't live that kind of life. If she comes to power, she will definitely kill us all." Sweep out the door, and then bring up those idiots with mixed blood."

"Sister, I know you don't like those messy power deals, it's okay, leave them to me."

"As long as you win this competition, you can study cooking with peace of mind in the future, and leave all the dirty work to me, okay?"

Wang Zirong leaned helplessly against the head of the bed.

After a long silence, the girl's eyes drooped slightly, her voice hoarse: "But Luoxiu, this thunder disaster has left me too much behind, how can I fight?"

Seeing that she showed signs of letting go, Wang Luoxiu's eyes lit up immediately, and he said excitedly: "It's okay, sister, there's still time. That Wang Quwen didn't know which god she offended, but she just got into bad luck recently."

"As long as we build the restaurant quickly, we will definitely beat her."

"It's easy to say." Wang Zirong smiled wryly and spread her hands, "But now we don't even have a land deed."

"Go borrow it!"

Wang Luoxiu said seriously: "Sister, you have such a good relationship with Yu's restaurant, why don't you ask him to borrow a piece of land?"

"He has so much land in his hand, it's a waste if he doesn't use it. Isn't it good for us to help him deal with it?"

Wang Zirong's expression was very complicated: "...Luoxiu, you don't even want to send a message to the little master, and now you can be ashamed and ask the little master to borrow a place?"

The sadness in the girl's eyes became more and more intense, and there was a faint glimmer of water in her eyes, but Wang Luoxiu didn't notice.

He was immersed in his own thoughts, pouted and said nonchalantly, "It's just a piece of land, what's so great about it."

"If he refuses to borrow it, it means that he is not a good guy, a hypocrite, and he is just a pawn with Wang Quwen."