Yan Funing asked Liu Song to lock the money bag in the drawer again and pick it up when she was about to return home.
Liu Song naturally agreed and asked with a smile: "Does my daughter have any new dishes this time?"
"The season is very humid now, so I plan to think of two dishes to remove dampness and strengthen the spleen. Medicinal food, the more expensive one and the more affordable one. Uncle, what do you think?"
Liu Song nodded: "Listen to my daughter."
"Please lend me my pen and ink. ”
"Just write it in the accounting room. People coming and going in the lobby affect your thinking."
"Okay." Yan Funing agreed.
Liu Song personally laid out the pen and ink and spread out the rice paper. After leaving the accounting room, he told the cook, cook, and waiters not to disturb Yan Funing's thinking.
Not long after, Li Xinheng and Mr. Feng came to the lobby from the backyard.
Hearing that Yan Funing was in the accounting room, the two men walked towards the accounting room in unison.
In their opinion, as long as Yan Funing is there, they will definitely find colorful jade.
As expected, Caiyu stood at the door of the accounting room.
Brother Feng walked a few steps quickly: "Miss Caiyu, I haven't seen you for a while, how are you doing lately?"
As soon as Caiyu opened her mouth, Li Xinheng stepped over to her side : "Of course it's good."
Brother Feng glanced at Li Xinheng angrily: "I didn't ask you."
Li Xinheng squeezed his huge fist: "I will answer for Caiyu. I am with her every day, so I naturally know whether she is good or not."
"You are so incomprehensible." Feng said to Caiyu. Closer again.
Li Xinheng stepped in front of him, and the two immediately started arguing.
Caiyu was confused and whispered: "Stop arguing, the girl is thinking of new dishes."
The two men had loud voices. Liu Song heard this and came over with a serious face: "You have nothing to do? You two go to the stable to brush the black horse."
Helplessly, Li Xinheng and Feng, who disliked each other, had no choice but to go to the backyard again.
It finally became quiet outside the accounting room.
As noon approached, Ying Qi came to the restaurant carrying an empty food box.
Liu Song greeted warmly: "Your guest, come to return the food box?"
Ying Qi put the food box on the counter and asked with a smile: "Shopkeeper, can you invite the shopkeeper of your restaurant? Why don’t you go to my house and make some medicinal dishes?”
Liu Song thought about it for a while. His daughter was still designing herbal medicine, so she couldn't disturb her. This was one of the reasons. Secondly, the medicated diet is unique to the store, and the prescriptions are expensive. When someone comes to ask their daughter to make the medicated diet, they don’t know what the purpose is.
I immediately regretted that I could not do it: "If the cook goes out to cook, and someone else imitates him, it is the restaurant's loss. The young shopkeeper is my daughter, and I am even more reluctant to let her go out as a girl."
Ying Qi frowned: "Is she your daughter?"
"A relative." Liu Song answered with a smile again.
Ignoring their relationship, Ying Qi said bluntly: "But my young master wants to eat freshly cooked medicinal food."
Liu Song said: "That's easy. Use an insulated food box to keep it hot when the guest eats it."
Ying Qi nodded: "Okay."
When he left with the food box , Yan Funing came out with the newly thought of medicated food menu.
"Uncle, the raw materials of this medicinal diet are mainly chicken and pork belly, supplemented with Codonopsis pilosula, Poria cocos, wolfberry and other medicinal materials, and are slowly stewed. The price is a bit expensive."
She He took out a piece of paper, handed it over first, and then pointed to the second piece of paper: "This dish has simple ingredients and uses few medicinal materials. It's called spleen-strengthening and dampness-removing porridge. The price is relatively affordable."
Liu Song said hello repeatedly and read the words on the paper: "My daughter's handwriting is getting better and better."
As he said that, he raised the paper and compared it with the name of the dish and water sign hanging on the wall. He was surprised to find The edges of many characters are consistent.
"To be honest, uncle, my husband forced me to practice calligraphy."
Her calligraphy does have some shadows of Fu Ciyi.
She hadn't noticed it before, but today's comparison is really obvious, but her writing is not as good as his.
At this moment, Fu Ciyi accompanied his masters to the dining hall.
Having walked halfway, my eyes unconsciously glanced at the school gate. I wonder if she will send Li Xinheng to deliver the food, or if she will do it herself.
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The warm breeze blows at noon and the sun shines on the high forest.
In the Xuan Bamboo Hall of the mysterious house, Ying Qi brought out medicinal food.
Ding did the drug test as usual and found nothing unusual before the young man moved his chopsticks.
After eating the medicated food at a suitable temperature this time, the man had a warm smile on his face.
Ying Qi took the opportunity to say: "The young master ordered his subordinates to check the identity of the girl. There is no news from the neighboring counties and counties, but my subordinates just heard from the shopkeeper in the restaurant that Yan Funing is related to him."
“Oh, relative?”
"Think about it, how else could an orphan become the shopkeeper of a restaurant?"
"So the Yan family adopted the child of Liu Song's relative?"
Ying Qi nodded. : "That's probably true."
The man said coldly: "I want a clear answer."
Ying Qi respectfully said yes.
When he left, he muttered: "A village girl is not easy to invite. She actually refuses to come to the house to cook. Fortunately, the young master will be satisfied with the food."
"Who is the village girl? "
The man put down his chopsticks with a loud sound that made Ying Qi shiver.
Ying Qi walked back with his head lowered and knelt down: "I don't hesitate to say what I say. I know I'm wrong!"
The young master met the village girl several times through the curtain. We only saw each other once without a curtain, and we were so taken with her. Moreover, the young master knew that the village girl had a husband, but he was still so interested in her.
The one in Beijing is probably out of business.
The man looked cold and coughed violently, causing the ends of his eyes to turn red.
Ying Qi was flustered and kowtowed: "I know I was wrong, please punish me!"
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In Qingshan Academy, Fu Ciyi was in the dining hall After lunch, Li Xinheng didn't come to deliver food, let alone her.
When the sun went down, looking at the sky, he thought again that it was probably time for her to go home.
Before returning home, I should tell him.
At the door of Liu Ji Restaurant, Caiyu helped Yan Funing into the carriage.
Li Xinheng sat in the driving seat: "Sit down, girl, let's go to the school to pick up the young master."
Yan Funing said lightly: "He is preparing for the exam in the school, let's not disturb him these days. ”
Li Xinheng was surprised: "Young Master has not been home these days?"
"Well, he has to work hard."
Hearing this, Li Xinheng waved his whip and the carriage rumbled away.
In a secluded corner of the hospital, a pair of cold eyes stared at the carriage as it passed through the window.
A quarter of an hour later, the carriage returned to the village.
The car stopped outside the hospital, and Yan Funing and Li Xinheng said: "Brother Li will go back later. Today we will calculate the monthly payment."
Li Xinheng rubbed his hands in surprise: "That's good!"
Yan Funing went back to the west wing first, put away the dividends, and took out the money from her own money bag.
Then I went to the main room.
Hearing that the monthly payment was due, Fu Beimo and Meng Li, who were practicing martial arts in the courtyard, also hurriedly entered the house.
Fu Nanyao asked embarrassedly: "Sister-in-law, I don't have a share of the monthly money, right?"
No one noticed that Fu Ciyi didn't come back.
Yan Funing sat down and said, "We all have a share."
She first gave Li Xinheng two taels of silver.
Li Xinheng drove the bullock cart for only 700 to 800 yuan a month. When he saw two small ingots, he was pleasantly surprised: "You gave them all to me?"
Yan Funing nodded: "I borrowed your family's land for the stable, and I asked your mother to help feed the horses, and the fodder is your family's. In addition to your monthly money, I will give you two taels of silver in general, do you think so?" (End of this chapter)