The Emperor was kissed by the Regent and cried again

Shen Jingli went to the small kitchen and fiddled with it for a while, and finally made the fried rice.

Not even a single vegetable was added, and most importantly, she sold all her share.

"Just tell me, nothing can stump me. A little fried rice is easy for me."

After all, I made it myself, so I had to taste it first to see how salty it was so that I could improve it next time. I served myself a small bowl and tried it first.

Nothing wrong with it except a bit salty...

I haven't had breakfast yet, so there's no point in letting others eat first while I'm hungry.

After Shen Jingli finished her meal, she drank another pot of tea. Cough... it was too salty. However, Qin Yejue asked her to cook, but he didn't say that it had to be delicious.

Shen Jingli rushed to Long Xiao Palace with the mentality of completing the task, carrying fried rice, but was stopped by the stinging rain from the sky, "Your Majesty, the prince is not seeing guests at this time."

"It just so happens that I have something to do. Please bring this fried rice to the prince and make it clear that I made it myself."

"Um... got it." Zhe Yu took the food box and scratched his head in confusion. When did the emperor and the prince become so close that he could deliver meals to them?

The emperor stayed in Longxiao Palace last night.

What is their relationship?

Could it really be what he thought?

Shen Jingli changed into casual clothes and prepared to go to Ririxian. Today seemed to be market day, and the streets were bustling. He passed by Zhang Xiangyi's fortune-telling shop.

Zhang Xiangyi greeted enthusiastically: "Oh, it's Young Master Shen, long time no see."

Shen Jingli came over upon hearing the voice and said, "Long time no see, um... do you have the book?"

When talking about this, Zhang Xiangyi let out a bitter smile, "Oh, don't mention it. The painter was arrested and hasn't been released from prison yet."

The painter was arrested?

Wouldn't that mean he couldn't read the book? This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Shen Jingli.

"I was eager to see it, how did I get caught?"

Zhang Xiang looked around, coughed a few times, and whispered, "Recently, the crackdown on pornography has been severe. It's his bad luck that he committed the crime against the wind."

"..."

"Look how anxious you are. Good things take time."

Shen Jingli's eyes were dull and lifeless: "How long will it take for this to be finished? How long will it take for the writer to release it?"

"It's really hard to say."

"However, after this incident, the price of buying books in the future will at least double, or even higher."

Shen Jingli sighed softly, stood up and left, "Um... okay, goodbye."

Seeing Shen Jingli was about to leave, Zhang Xiang crossed his arms, frowned and said, "Hey? Let's chat for a while, it's boring."

"No, I'm going to find a way to make money."

Shen Jingli walked aimlessly, feeling depressed and groggy. He accidentally bumped into someone and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry..."

Shen Jingli looked up and saw who it was. She rubbed her eyes in confusion and asked curiously, "Fugui? Why are you here?"

She was wearing bright and golden clothes, which was so ostentatious.

And also put on a fake beard for fun?

"Fugui, I didn't expect you like role-playing?"

"Common people are not rich."

Qian Mangui was very dissatisfied at this moment. He was one centimeter taller than his brother, and he could admit his mistake? What was that look?

Common people?

Do you still know your identity?

Looking closely, he really doesn't seem to be Qian Fugui. Although his face is very similar, Qian Fugui has no beard. Could it be...

"Are you the legendary Qian Mangui?"

"It's down."

Qian Fugui is so awesome. I thought I had to go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs again to talk to him before I could ask him to help call his brother back to the capital, but I didn't expect him to invite the richest man back so quickly.

Shen Jingli was so delighted that he grabbed Qian Mangui's arm, fearing that he would slip away, "Wow, a living person."

"Please speak nicely."

"are you free?"

"Are you alright?"

Shen Jingli admired her: "Yes, you are my idol."

"Hahaha." Qian Mangui laughed unscrupulously, his eyes full of pride.

“How does it feel to be the richest man?”

"Most of the time it's pretty good, Your Majesty..."

Shen Jingli quickly interrupted Qian Mangui and said, "This is outside the palace. There is no emperor here, only Master Shen."

Shen Jingli smiled widely, her eyes sparkling, and she looked like a fangirl. "Mr. Qian, I've wanted to see you for a long time. I have a lot of things I want to discuss with you."

"Don't get excited. Just say it."

Shen Jingli adjusted his mood and smiled, "I'll get straight to the point. I have an idea that will definitely make a lot of money."

"Oh?"

Make a lot of money? That's quite a boast. Qian Mangui asked with interest, "What's your idea?"

Shen Jingli pulled Qian Mangui to a quiet corner and said, "Let's open a hot pot restaurant together. I'll do the work and you'll pay."

Qian Mangui's eyes flickered, with a hint of confusion on his face: "What is a hot pot restaurant?"

Shen Jingli spoke eloquently, his words full of confidence, "It's just to make soup bases of various flavors, such as tomato flavor, clear soup flavor, spicy flavor, or mushroom flavor..."

“After heating the soup base, pick the vegetables and cut the meat into slices, put them into the heated pot, wait a while, and you can enjoy the delicious taste.”

"How about it? How about it?" Shen Jingli looked expectant, waiting for Qian Mangui to adopt this idea.

Qian Mangui pondered for a moment, then shook his head and sighed, "Eh..."

Shen Jingli's smile suddenly stopped, "What's wrong?"

"Go somewhere with Qian."

Qian Mangui brought Shen Jingli to a place called "Jing'an Antique Soup", which was very lively with people coming and going.

"Hmm? What are you doing here?"

Antiques? Soup?

Where does she get the money to spend money in a place like this?

The waiter at the door saw that his eyesight had improved, so he hurried forward to greet him, "Mr. Qian, you are here. There are elegant seats on the fifth floor."

"Um…"

"Mr. Shen, come together."

After entering this Jing'an antique soup, Shen Jingli felt embarrassed and awkward for his just-spoken boast.

How come it is different from what is said in the book? It turns out that the ancients ate hot pot! They just called it differently.

"Why is it called Gu Gu Tang?"

Qian Mangui was also kindhearted and patiently introduced, "Put the things in the copper tripod and it will make a gurgling sound, hence the name of antique soup."

"..."

Ya, it is really Ya...

From the first floor to the third floor, there are many tables and chairs, some for two, some for four, and some for six.

There are baby seats too! There are also sauce areas!!

The fourth and fifth floors are private rooms, which are relatively more expensive.

Shen Jingli was brought to a private room and looked at the divided dish in front of him, as well as various sliced ​​vegetables and meats.

Deep down in my heart, I have almost let out all the anger I have in this life.

This Gudongtang restaurant has it all. It seems that the road to getting rich by running a hotpot restaurant has ended before it even began?!

"Mr. Shen, these five pots are clear soup, spicy soup, mushroom soup, pork bone soup, and chicken soup. You can choose the flavor you like. Let me tell you, this lamb slice is delicious."

Although Shen Jingli felt disappointed, he still had no resistance to delicious food. He immediately ate the mutton, gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "It's delicious."

Qian Mangui: "If it tastes good, eat more. This is pork belly."

“Yeah, this is delicious too.”

"good to eat."

"tasty!"

……

a long time.

After Shen Jingli had eaten and drunk his fill, he leaned back in his chair, emo…

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