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

Lan Wangshu went to the backyard, changed into a black men's suit, combed his hair up high, put on a half mask, and went straight to Dingzhenlou.

"Welcome guests."

The servant at the door imitated Zui Fusheng's behavior and greeted guests with a smile on his face.

"One person, on the second floor."

"Okay, one on the second floor."

The servant's voice was very clear, and soon another person came down to pick her up.

Lan Wangshu nodded repeatedly. This service was pretty good and quite presentable.

He Jinyu came down from the third floor and saw a familiar figure. She felt that she must be crazy. She could see Lan Wangshu's shadow in every man she looked at. It turned out that she was not busy enough.

Seeing that the young master had stopped, the steward did not dare to urge him. He Jinyu paused, then turned back to continue looking at the account book.

Lan Wangshu was not stingy. She found a seat by the window, ordered a few signature dishes, and quietly observed the shops she liked.

The one on the street is not a good choice. Although it is eye-catching, there is a drugstore next to it. The smell of medicine is unpleasant, and everyone walks past quickly, covering their noses.

The store diagonally opposite is not a good choice either. Next to it is a store selling candied fruits. There are a lot of customers coming and going, each carrying a small bag of fruit in their hands. Given the consumption level of this era, it is obvious that people prefer to buy candied fruits that are easy to store. If we choose to promote it here, it will be a thankless task. Win-win situation is fine, but making things worse is not.

Her eyes fell on the shop opposite. The shop had a very small frontage and people walked past it in a hurry. Most of them were heading for Dingzhenlou and would not even give it a second glance.

After comparing the three stores, she decided that the one across the street was more to her liking. It would also be easier to deliver goods to Dingzhenlou, and the aroma of fried chicken could solve the problem of no one noticing it. It wasn't an unsolvable problem.

She made up her mind and ate a few bites of food, then she saw Li Yanhuan getting off the carriage downstairs.

Lan Wangshu was not surprised. He thought it was reasonable to look for her fiancé, so she did not call anyone and just ate in silence.

As soon as Li Yanhuan arrived, the servant went up to inform He Jinyu. The man paused while looking at the account book, remembered Lan Wangshu's words, and stood up and went downstairs to greet him.

"Cousin, why are you here?"

Li Yanhuan looked at him strangely. He usually hid when he saw her, so why did he take the initiative to talk to her? The little girl turned her body to the side.

"Just take a look, cousin, go first."

He Jinyu's face looked unhappy. She was a little confused about what was going on with Li Yanhuan and when did he become so sensible.

"I'm here to pick you up. Go up first. Are you hungry?"

Li Yanhuan was at a loss for words and looked at He Jinyu carefully.

"Cousin, I haven't caused any trouble recently, just be like usual. I'm scared when you act like this."

Li Yanhuan leaned sideways and squinted her eyes as she looked at him. She could see the resistance from her body language. He Jinyu felt helpless. After some reflection, it seemed that she had indeed treated this cousin badly.

Li Yanhuan took advantage of his silence to run upstairs, looked around, and saw Lan Wangshu sitting at the table. She picked up the hem of her skirt, trotted over, sat opposite her, and asked the waiter to add a set of bowls and chopsticks in a familiar manner.

He Jinyu's face turned dark. Was it too much for her to run to another man in front of him? She still had a fiancé. He wanted to see who made his cousin fall in love with someone else.

"Lan Wangshu, you look really different like this. You look like a swordsman, elegant and graceful."

When He Jinyu heard the familiar name, he looked at Lan Wangshu's face.

"Wangshu, why did you come dressed like this?"

"It's just a meal, I don't want to draw attention to myself."

He Jinyu's throat felt bitter. Maybe she was trying to avoid him. The He family had their own pride. If that was the case, he wouldn't be an eyesore anymore.

"Then you guys take your time eating, I'm going upstairs."

Li Yanhuan waved his hand casually and continued to stare at Lan Wangshu opposite him.

The steward knew what happened in Dingzhenlou last time. It was really hard to guess what this cousin was thinking. Last time, she was at odds with Miss Lan, but now they had become good friends, and the young master had become redundant.

He followed behind He Jinyu and shook his head. He was too old to understand the ins and outs here. The relationships among rich families were really complicated.

Lan Wangshu looked at Li Yanhuan helplessly, wondering if he was a little too clingy to her.

"Your fiancé is upstairs, why are you coming to my place?"

"What's so good about him? I've been watching him for more than ten years, and you can't stay for a few days."

Lan Wangshu was amused by her words and his expression softened.

"Add whatever you want."

"That's great. Are these all your favorites?"

Lan Wangshu nodded, picked up the serving chopsticks on the side and picked up a bit of sweet and sour fish. He looked carefully to see if there were any bones, and put it in Li Yanhuan's bowl. There should be no one who doesn't like sweet food.

Li Yanhuan took a bite of the fish obediently and found it very sweet, but the sour taste was a bit weak.

"Be careful, there are small thorns that you may not be able to see."

“Lan Wangshu, why are you so nice and still picking fish bones?”

Lan Wangshu paused for a moment, as if she was used to feeding her younger brother and was not so careful before. She shook her head and continued to pick food for Li Yanhuan, letting the food fill her mouth. She turned her head and continued to look at the shop opposite.

After waiting for Li Yanhuan to finish eating, rinse her mouth, and press her lips twice with a handkerchief, Lan Wangshu looked at her.

"You go and do your work for a while. I want to talk about the shop."