A small breakfast shop in the street market, supporting the family and making money

When the ox cart slowly stopped at the back door of Xianju Pavilion, the grandfather and grandson paid the copper coins and jumped off the cart.

Because it was afternoon and there were no merchants coming and going, the back door of Xianju Pavilion was closed.

Seeing this, Leng Yan went forward and knocked on the door. A strange young man opened the door and was stunned when he saw them.

The grandfather and grandson were also stunned when they saw this, as this was not the usual happy occasion to welcome them.

Leng Yan concealed his expression, then smiled and tentatively said, "Hello, big brother, we are here to look for Brother Qingxi!"

"You are……"

The man looked alert and looked them up and down with a little hesitation.

Leng Yan's heart tightened when he saw this. Logically speaking, not many people knew about their family's cooperation with Xianju Pavilion.

But that’s not the case, even the guys in Xianju Pavilion don’t recognize them.

And even if they were new, given the consideration given to Shopkeeper Zhao and Chef Yang, they would definitely give them special instructions and they would not be wary of them.

Leng Yan thought for a moment and calmed down before answering, "Our last name is Leng. Big brother, please tell Brother Qingxi."

The young man looked at them for a while, then nodded and said, "Wait a minute."

As he said this, he closed the back door again and ran away.

"Yan girl, what's going on?"

Old Master Leng felt a little uneasy. Every time they came here in the past, everything went smoothly. But today, they were not even allowed to enter the door.

"Grandpa, it's okay, we'll just wait and see."

Leng Yan also felt it was a little strange, but although she didn't know what was going on, she somehow felt that it should be related to the fact that the recipe for growing silver sprouts was forced to be leaked by Tianxiang Tower.

Needless to say, Shopkeeper Zhao and Chef Yang must have kept a close eye on the recipe for the raw silver sprouts.

But under such circumstances, the information was still leaked out by Tianxiang Tower. It seems that there must be a traitor in Xianju Pavilion.

Leng Yan had a lot of mixed thoughts before the creaking sound of the door opening brought her back to her senses.

"Oh, Mr. Leng and Miss Leng, sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time."

The person who spoke was Qingxi who was called over. When he saw the two of them, Qingxi hurriedly welcomed them in.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Qingxi explained as he walked, "Our young master came yesterday. You know about the silver sprout recipe. We suffered a loss from Tianxianglou..."

Our boss is definitely not going to swallow this, so we sent the young master over to conduct a thorough investigation and find the traitor no matter what.

Since early this morning, the front and back doors of the shop have been closely guarded by the young master's men.

The young man who just opened the door for you is our young master's servant, named Zhizhu.

He doesn't know you, so he was a little cautious. If I'm impolite, please forgive me!"

Leng Yan thought to herself that it was just as expected, but she did not show it on her face. She just smiled and responded to show her understanding.

Seeing this, Qingxi explained, "Mr. Leng and Miss Leng, when Zhizhu came to call me just now, I was with the young master.

The young master knows that you are here, so he wants to see you.

But don't worry, our young master is young and easy to talk to, and Shopkeeper Zhao and Chef Yang are also here."

Qingxi was afraid that they would be nervous, so he hurriedly gave a long explanation.

Leng Yan didn't think there was anything wrong with it, it would be nice to meet him.

It just so happened that several Xianju Pavilions in other counties and towns were discussing the recipes for boiled pork slices and boiled fish. Manager Zhao said that he had no say, so the young master should have the final say.

If she could cooperate with several other Xianju Pavilions, her monthly income would be much higher.

Leng Yan looked at her grandfather tacitly, then nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Qingxi hurriedly invited them to the front hall with a smile on his face.

"The young master likes to handle things in the private room upstairs. Mr. Leng and Miss Leng, please come this way."

As Qingxi spoke, he led them up the stairs.

Leng Yan followed and took a few steps, but heard a conflict happening over at the counter.

"What? There are no private rooms. Where will my young lady eat when she comes?"

A girl in a silver-red spring outfit was standing in front of the counter and arguing with a boy.

"Miss Yuexiao, please don't embarrass me, the private rooms have been booked in advance.

Especially during the evening market, if you don’t come early, there will definitely be no seats available.”

The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead, obviously feeling very upset.

Leng Yan listened to the voice and looked over. At first he just thought the girl looked familiar, but when she said "my little lady".

Leng Yan suddenly recognized this girl. She was the arrogant maid she saw in front of Ruyi Pavilion when she first entered the city.

At that time, she wanted to go to Ruyi Pavilion to sell clam oil, but suddenly a rouge jar fell in front of the door of the shop.

Then a domineering little maid came out and said that she was standing in front of the door and blocking the light of her young mistress. After that, she was driven out without even entering the shop.

Seeing this, Leng Yan sighed in his heart, this world is really a circle, they meet again so soon.

"Who is Qingxi brother?"

Leng Yan saw that the waiter at Xianju Pavilion could call out her name, so she thought he knew her.

Qingxi went to see it and saw that he had a toothache on his face.

"That's the maid of Tianxiang Tower, serving the owner of Tianxiang Tower, the most favored concubine, Mei concubine."

"Tianxianglou, is it the Wang family?"

Leng Yan was surprised at this relationship, but then she came to her senses.

"She is from Tianxiang Tower, so why did she come to Xianju Pavilion to eat?"

After hearing this, Qingxi also felt a headache.

"That Mei Yiang is pregnant, and I heard that she has severe morning sickness, and she throws up everything she eats.

One day, by chance, a maid from the Wang family packed a portion of shredded chicken with silver sprouts from our Xianju Pavilion and presented it to Aunt Mei with a try attitude. Unexpectedly, she actually ate a lot of it.

So from then on, Aunt Mei didn't come every day, but she would come to our Xianju Pavilion every three or five days."

"Then how could it be...?"

Leng Yan originally wanted to ask why Xianju Pavilion wanted to receive Aunt Mei, after all, the two families were rivals.

If Tianxiang Tower had any bad intentions and wanted to frame Xianju Pavilion, and Aunt Mei was pregnant, this would be a perfect opportunity.

As long as Tianxiang Tower makes a move, Xianju Pavilion won’t even have the chance to fight back thanks to the means used by Tianxiang Tower.

Qingxi looked constipated after hearing this, and said after a while:

"At first, I didn't know that Aunt Mei was from Tianxiang Tower. I just thought she was an ordinary woman. When I found out later, it was too late."

Qingxi didn't say much, but Leng Yan had a hunch that there was something hidden here. However, she didn't try to explore it. She knew what she should know, and she wouldn't know what she shouldn't know.

Thinking this way, several people arrived at the box. Qingxi stepped forward and knocked on the door first, and a voice of "Come in" came from the room.

The voice is gentle and clear, like that of a young man.

Leng Yan was thinking this, and when the door of the private room was pushed open, the first people he saw were Shopkeeper Zhao and Chef Yang, and then a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a plain robe and brocade clothes, sitting behind the table.