The princess only wants to get rich and support her family

Hu Luanfei dealt with the willful girl, and the shopkeeper was very happy. He personally offered tea to thank her and asked, "Madam, is there anything you want to talk to my young master about?"

"It's not a big deal. I was worried about the sales of the facial cleanser and came here to check it out because I thought it wouldn't sell. It seems I was overthinking it." Hu Luanfei put down the teacup and looked around at the patients who came to see Baishan Hall. Suddenly, he remembered that the medicinal materials in the space needed to be sold, so he asked the shopkeeper: "I have two ginsengs on hand. Do you need them?"

The shopkeeper's eyes suddenly lit up, "Yes, it just so happens that our young master's concubine's mother is pregnant and it happens to be her birthday, and the young master is worried about what gift to give."

"Okay, I'll bring it to you tomorrow. By the way, what has your master been busy with recently?"

Speaking of this, the shopkeeper's good face suddenly darkened, "Your disturbance in Boyang Village is not over yet. A few people intercepted His Majesty on the way to Baoan Temple to pray for blessings, saying that we Beiqiu did not protect Boyang Village as agreed, which led to their invasion by other villages and heavy losses."

"That's really shameless." Hu Luanfei took a sip of tea, "It seems that the master is a man who refuses to give up."

"Our young master was summoned to the palace for this matter and has not been able to return yet. I guess he is being criticized now."

"Xuanyuan Yuqing is really pitiful. It's obviously none of his business."

The shopkeeper sighed, "Although Boyang Village is not under the control of Beiqiu, the land belongs to Beiqiu and is also under the jurisdiction of the young master. If something like this happens, he will naturally be accused of incompetence."

As she was speaking, Xuanyuan Yuqing walked into Baishan Hall dejectedly. She seemed very tired, with dark circles under her eyes more serious than if she had not slept for two days and two nights. Her eyes were lifeless, as if she couldn't see anyone, and she sat decadently on the pearwood chair.

The shopkeeper whispered, "I was really criticized, and it was quite serious."

Hu Luanfei also whispered: "You really understand him."

Hearing the praise, the shopkeeper showed a little pride: "I watched you grow up, how could I not know the meaning of his various facial expressions?"

"Don't you want to comfort her?"

"We, as small people, can't help with the affairs of Boyan Village."

Hu Luanfei said, "Now that the head of Boyang Village has been changed, those people may not pose a threat to Beiqiu, so why worry about it?"

"It's a long story..."

"Then let's make a long story short."

The shopkeeper shook his head. "It is because of that unequal treaty that constrains Bei Qiu that the young master feels that things are difficult to handle."

Unable to get any information from the shopkeeper, Hu Luanfei tiptoed to sit next to Xuanyuan Yuqing, poured two cups of tea, and greeted him familiarly: "Long time no see, why do you look so haggard?"

Xuanyuan Yuqing's thoughts were interrupted. He looked up at the person who came. After a moment of consideration, he approached and asked, "Is there any way to resolve the unequal treaty signed between Boyang Village and Beiqiu?"

Hu Luanfei propped up his chin with a smile, "I don't want to get involved in the mess between you two, so I'll just pretend I didn't hear what you said."

Xuanyuan Yuqing was speechless. He had chosen to stand by and watch when Hu Luanfei had difficulty in conquering Boyang Village. Now that he was in trouble today, Hu Luanfei no longer tried to find a way to help him.

Yeah, I kind of regret not taking action at the beginning.

It was just lunch time, and after a busy morning, the two of them were a little hungry. Zuihualou was very busy, and everyone was hungry. Hu Luanfei had no reason to be lazy in Baishan Hall, so he got up and said goodbye.

Xuanyuan Yuqing stopped her and said, "Princess, please help me think of a compromise."

Hu Luanfei raised his eyebrows: "Now you know how to be polite?"

Xuanyuan Yuqing said aggrievedly, "I'll need your continued care in the future."

Remembering that he had helped investigate the cause of the flood, Hu Luanfei softened his heart and gave a hint: "Was there a time limit when the treaty was signed? If there was, it probably expired in your generation."

Xuanyuan Yuqing understood instantly. He remembered that the treaty was in duplicate, and he had read the contents. At the end, the agreement was signed for a hundred years. The emperor was only twenty years old when he signed the treaty. There was a father between him and today. His father had been in office for sixty years, so a hundred years was more than enough.

Therefore, the treaty will automatically become invalid when it expires and you don’t need to pay any attention to it.

"You are such a good person." Xuanyuan Yuqing immediately regained his spirits, left Hu Luanfei behind, and ran to handle official business as quickly as possible.

At noon, in Beiqiu Zuihualou, there was no wind and there was fog. The sun withdrew its light in the misty fog, like a shy girl, leaving only a dim halo in front of the eyes.

All the waiters in Zuihualou were originally busy, but the more they smelled the fragrance of the food, the less active they became.

In the kitchen, amid the green smoke, a blushing young woman took out the steamed sea bass from the pot and walked out cautiously, as if she was afraid of delaying the time and even more afraid that the delicious food in her hands would spill. She approached a table, put it down quickly, and her scalded red fingertips hurriedly touched her earlobe.

She steamed the fresh sea bass, sprinkled it with shredded green onion and ginger, and poured hot oil on it. Under the gaze of everyone, it almost released all its flavor and finally looked delicious.

After lunch, Hu Luan flew to a porcelain bowl factory and ordered more than 5,000 small porcelain bottles from the boss. After paying the deposit, he returned home.

Passing by the bustling Zhongxi Street, I stumbled upon a shop that specializes in selling steamed buns. The shop is clean and tidy, the boss is efficient, and there is a long queue of customers in front of the door, without the need for a clerk to hum.

——"I heard that the food for this year's eating contest is steamed buns."

——"I've heard that too, but this year is weird."

"What? Are steamed buns not good?"

"No." The guest smacked his lips. "In previous years, no matter what the food was, it was all made by Yunji Food Shop, but this year it was changed to Zuihualou."

"Speaking of this, I have to say that Zuihualou is really amazing. They have been fighting with Baihualou for more than ten years and actually won."

“No wonder he is the one to produce this year…”

Before he could finish his words, a wealthy young man who happened to arrive in front of the store interrupted him and said, "I wonder how long he can last."

The two guests who were chatting immediately shut up and stopped talking.

The young man looked proud, fanning himself as he sat next to the two men. "My Yunji has been passed down for a hundred years, and the buns and steamed buns we make are all made from top-quality ingredients. Although we were not selected this year and cannot take on this big order, I don't believe they can make waves in Beiqiu this year."

Judging from the flow of customers, Young Master was right. Hu Luanfei wanted to try the cooking skills of this restaurant, so he lined up at the end of the line.

The young man was embarrassed in front of the two customers, but he didn't mind. He swaggered into the store and shouted at people.

After he left, the two guests rolled their eyes in disdain.

——"If Yunji falls into his hands in the future, I dare say it will go bankrupt within three years."

——"Shh, don't let him hear you, there are so many people here."

"What are you afraid of? He is the boss now."

——"I heard from a relative who works in the palace that the reason why Yunji lost the election was because Yun Duojin offended the organizer, which allowed Zuihualou to take advantage of it."

"Just say he deserves it."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, let's eat and go shopping."