Chapter 278
The little maid didn't come back to her senses for a moment after hearing her words, she just looked at her wife's movements in a daze.
She never expected that the woman who used to be so obedient to her master would say these words in the end.
"Your contract of sale is in my hand. If you don't leave, you will die by then. Don't blame me for not reminding you." The beautiful concubine glared, rolled her eyes, and left with her baggage.
Hearing the words "deed of sale", the little maid came back to her senses and hurriedly packed their things together.
"Madam, wait for me!"
Peng Xin didn't know what was going on in the backyard. At this time, he was discussing countermeasures with Mrs. He.
After hearing the whole story, Mrs. He's eyes became more contemptuous.
Just for the eight hundred taels of silver, taking such a big risk, she couldn't think more highly of her cousin.
Although the matter was a bit big, it was not without room for maneuver. In the end, it only had some impact on the reputation of the restaurant.
As for the patient, spending some money will solve the problem.
She would come here just once to get her cousin out of this matter.
In other words, it has nothing to do with her whether something happened to Zui Tingxuan, as long as the person who caused the trouble has nothing to do with her.
She just needs to secure Mrs. He's position.
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Nanzhi walked around Sanweiju and went up to the second floor with Shen Miaomiao.
The decoration on the second floor is equally elegant and does not require any major changes, just a slight relocation.
Now, no one has cleaned it for half a month, and there has been a thin layer of dust.
"Sister Nanzhi, can we open the second floor next month?" Shen Miaomiao was still a little uneasy.
The lobby is already a little busy now. If the second floor is opened, I don't know what will happen.
"It works. There are private rooms on the second floor. Most of the people who come to eat are banquet guests. Generally, they don't like to have outsiders hanging around inside. Apart from ordering and serving food, it's enough for two people to stay on the second floor." Nanzhi looked at it. There are seven boxes in total on the second floor, three on each side. There is the largest box in the direction of the door. There was also a large box on the back side. A few days ago, Nanzhi asked the clerk to dismantle that box.
It would be fine if they only sold some stir-fried vegetables, but now they have a stove in the backyard and want grilled skewers and mutton.
First, he was afraid that smoke would drift into the box. After all, even if a small chimney was opened next to the stove, there was no guarantee that all the oil smoke would be exhausted outside.
The second is that I am afraid that someone with good intentions will do something bad by taking advantage of such a good position.
It's a trivial matter to learn skills from a master, but the well in the backyard is related to the entire restaurant. If someone throws something into it, the problem will be big.
Although there have been some changes now, it still looks pretty good.
"Then we have to recruit two more boys."
"I'm going to Yaxing in a while. We have to buy seven more bells." Nanzhi walked among several boxes and said after thinking for a while.
Shen Miaomiao was a little confused. She was doing business in a restaurant. Would it look good to hang a bell on the eaves?
Curious, I asked, "Sister Nanzhi, what are you buying the bell for?"
"It is not suitable for the waiter to be present when the guests in the box are chatting and joking. If they shout in the box, it will definitely be a bit troublesome. We bought seven small bells and tied them with silk threads. The ropes are left inside. If you need to add food or something, you can pull the threads outside. The waiter who was guarding heard it and came forward to ask."
Shen Miaomiao's eyes lit up and she looked at Nanzhi with eyes filled with admiration.
"Sister Nanzhi, how did you come up with this level?"
The little girl's eyes were bright and she looked very curious. Nanzhi smiled and didn't say much.
How did you come up with it? Of course I learned it while working part-time in a fast food restaurant.
"Okay, okay, let's go down first. I have to take a look at the jade."
Shen Miaomiao did not ask any more questions, but started thinking about buying a bell.
The bell should not be too loud, as the sound will affect other rooms. It should not be too small, otherwise the waiter may not be able to hear it. The sound should not be too dull, and it should not be too crisp.
When Nanzhi came downstairs, he saw Shen Zhiyu happily eating candied haws on a stick. When he saw her coming down, he ran over with a grin on his face.
"Mommy, eat the candied haws on a stick." The little guy handed the candied haws in front of Nanzhi, with sticky syrup all around his mouth.
"Zhiyu can eat it by himself." Nanzhi smiled and picked up the little guy, and then asked softly: "Who bought Zhiyu's candied haws?"
"Yes, grandpa bought it." Zhiyu pointed at Uncle Ping who was smiling beside him, and felt a little embarrassed when he saw him smiling at her.
He didn't make a fuss about eating candied haws. The grandfather said he was good and went to buy it on the street.
"Then did you say thank you?" Nanzhi didn't blame him, just asked softly.
"Zhiyu said thank you." The little guy chuckled, a little proud.
"My boss." Uncle Ping looked at Xiao Zhiyu in Nanzhi's arms and sighed in his heart. This little baby is good-looking and has a good temper.
"Uncle Ping, thank you for this candied haws."
"It's okay, it's okay. I saw that the young master was so well-behaved that I couldn't help but buy him one." Uncle Ping's eyes were a little sad.
Then he thought of his deceased wife and the children he had never met.
After feeling sentimental for a while, Uncle Ping felt a little strange again. My boss looked like she was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and she didn't wear a woman's bun. Why did this little girl call her A Niang?
Although he was curious, Uncle Ping didn't ask any questions. After all, he was a slave. How could a slave ask his master's reasoning?
"Uncle Ping, have you noticed anything wrong these days?" Nanzhi seemed to have thought of something and looked up at Uncle Ping again.
Our own fennel will definitely attract some people's attention, after all, it is cheap.
"This..." Uncle Ping frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and continued: "I haven't seen any strange people or things in the past few days, everything is pretty normal."
Just as he was talking, Liu Da on the side hesitated for a while and then came over.
"Boss, there's something weird in my heart."
Nanzhi raised his head in surprise and motioned for him to continue.
Liu Da swallowed his saliva and then said, "My boss, I saw someone from Zui Tingxuan a few days ago."
Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao looked at each other, seeing some doubts in each other's eyes.
"I used to work in Zuitingxuan and I know some people there. The person I was looking at a few days ago should be Manager Peng of Zuitingxuan. He is in charge of purchasing."
Liu Da said and looked at the reactions of Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao. He didn't know if what he said was useful. Uncle Ping was not from Yancheng and he might not know them, but he looked very familiar.
"Did he do anything?"
"That's not true. I just ordered a few stir-fried vegetables and some grilled skewers after I arrived. But when I saw him eating halfway, someone came to his table. I didn't recognize him at first glance, but the two of them talked. They all left after just a few words.”
Nanzhi's heart tightened, and she felt unspeakably worried.
"Maybe I'm overthinking it." Liu Da scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Do you remember what he ordered?"
Nanzhi's expression suddenly became serious.
"I remember there were stir-fried haggis, griddle lamb, and other kebabs."
"Okay." Nanzhi nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
However, Shen Miaomiao looked at her with some worry.
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