The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

"Are you the boss?"

"I'm not. I'm a guest, just asking out of curiosity."

Lan Qinghe rolled his eyes and chose the same method as Lan Zhaozhao.

"Master, you don't know that my niece is so ungrateful. Her parents died when she was young, and she relied on my family for support. Now she has grown up and made a name for herself. She has invented tofu. You know, it's sold at a very expensive price at Dingzhenlou. She opened a tofu shop and I don't know how much money she made. Now that she has money, she doesn't care about her family at all. She said that she would make the recipe public in two years and won't even tell her family. I just want to ask if she has a conscience."

Lan Qinghe pretended to lower his head and wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, looking very sad.

The guests looked at each other. They knew that Zui Fusheng had a good relationship with Dingzhenlou. They didn't expect that this unique tofu was hers. She wanted to make the recipe public two years later. Who knew how many people it could feed. How could this be considered ungrateful? Besides, couldn't he learn it too? This inconsistency really made them think they were fools.

"Uncle, that's not what I meant. You can learn it openly. It's just a matter of time. Miss Lan is as broad-minded as any man. You don't want to monopolize her, do you?"

Lan Qinghe's face froze, he chuckled twice and denied it repeatedly, but no one believed him, it was too obvious.

No wonder the girl just now liked to talk nonsense, it turns out they are from the same family and both like to confuse right and wrong.

"How could that be? It's just that we are nice to that girl and we are afraid that she will be deceived."

Lan Wangshu could hardly bear to listen any longer. Since it was not because of Xiaoshan, she didn't care, as long as it wasn't exposed. She was not afraid of not being able to deal with the people from the Lan family, but she was afraid that if she failed to hit him, he would be desperate and kill her.

"Uncle, you sound like you're really doing this for my own good, but your words and actions don't match up. Is doing this for my own good going to mean selling me out?"

She casually picked up a stuffed bear doll from the back of the shelf. There was nothing special about it, it just looked pretty. However, since Lan Qinghe came to cause trouble for her, she couldn't be so tactless. It would be rude not to reciprocate.

"Don't I want you to have a good life?"

"Really? That second uncle is so nice that he didn't even say hello to me. By the way, don't forget to fix the door you broke last time, otherwise..."

Lan Wangshu sneered and did not say the second half of the sentence, but Lan Qinghe knew what it meant.

She took out the most exquisite box from under the counter, lined it, put the doll in it, fastened it with a ribbon, tied a bow, and waved to the servant.

"girl."

"Send this to the You Mansion. It was ordered by Young Master You's concubine. Thirty taels of silver. Pay it now."

"Yes."

The servant took the box and ran out, leaving Lan Qinghe stunned with red eyes. What kind of junky thing could be sold for thirty taels of silver?

"What's the difference between what you're doing and robbing money? It's not worth thirty taels of silver."

Lan Qinghe was extremely distressed and pointed at Lan Wangshu as if he didn't know what to say.

"Uncle, this is what my younger sister Zhaozhao wanted. She is very favored. Besides, nothing Zui Fusheng gives out is worthless. It may seem simple, but it actually has a lot of hidden secrets."

"Is it decided by every move?"

Lan Qinghe was a little surprised. Lan Zhaozhao was only worth twenty taels of silver, but in a blink of an eye he could buy a small gadget worth thirty taels. How favored he must be! His eyes flashed.

Lan Wangshu saw it and smiled.

"Sister Zhaozhao has just come in, so we have to let the young master have some fun for two days."

She fiddled with the abacus beads carelessly. Lan Qinghe would definitely go find Lan Zhaozhao. The You family was not a sucker. They paid the thirty taels today out of Zui Fusheng's face and the You family's face, and it was definitely not for Lan Zhaozhao's face. She would be despised soon. What kind of life would a concubine who was despised by a rich family live? It should be similar to living in the countryside.

If Lan Qinghe had added fuel to the fire in the past, Lan Zhaozhao would have no chance to turn things around, and perhaps no one would have known about her death at a young age. It was all her own fault, and everyone has their own destiny.

Thinking of this, Lan Wangshu couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Well, Second Uncle has something to ask your sister."

He didn't care that much about the tofu recipe. It would be made public in two years anyway, and he couldn't sell it at a good price now, so he might as well ask Lan Zhaozhao for some money.

The girl didn't even raise her head and continued to work, fearing that she would not be able to suppress the smile.

"Miss Lan, we are leaving now. Please keep the account for the snacks."

"Guest, please take care."

She looked up with a smile on her face, not at all unhappy about being picked on, and wrote down the account in beautiful regular script, informed the balance, and sent the guest away.

After a while, Jingmo's people came over and said that someone was looking for Xiaoshan. Lan Wangshu handed him a handful of copper coins and told him to keep the person and she would come over later.

The errand boy took it with a smile on his face, nodded and promised to get the job done.

Lan Wangshu has more important things to do now. She has already looked for several locations for fried chicken restaurants, so let's decide today.

"Xi Que, I'm going out. If your young lady comes over, tell her that I went to Ding Zhen Lou."

"Yes, Miss Blue."