After entering the book, the young cannon fodder brought his short-lived mother to fly happily

As usual, Zhao Susu is a socially anxious person and speaks in a stammering manner.

It was Meng Yu who responded crisply: "We are here to find Master Mu!"

Shopkeeper Qian was stunned for a moment, and looked at the mother and daughter: "What do you want to do with Master Mu?"

"Delivery!" Meng Yu's words were concise and shocking.

Shopkeeper Qian didn't know what goods he was delivering, but he didn't ask any more questions. He smiled and said, "Then come in! I'll send someone to call Master Mu!"

He said he would send someone, and he went to the third floor of the restaurant in person.

In a room on the right side of the third floor, there was a pile of account books. Young Master Mu was typing away on an abacus. Feng Zhi was leaning against the window, looking out bored.

Shopkeeper Qian knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

After pushing the door open, Shopkeeper Qian said respectfully, "Sir, there is a mother and daughter downstairs who want to meet you to deliver something!"

"What goods do you want to deliver?" Master Mu had already washed off his dusty clothes and was still wearing the moon-white shirt he bought from Zhao Susu that day.

Shopkeeper Qian was stunned. Was there no delivery? This was bad. He hadn't asked clearly before he rashly disturbed the young master.

Feng Zhi jumped over from the side and said, "Young Master, have you forgotten? Clothes, clothes!"

Master Mu paused, rubbed his forehead and said, "Yes, it is true!"

"Sir, I'll help you collect the goods!"

Master Mu put down his abacus and said, "I'll go too!"

The losses over the past year are overwhelming. It seems there is no need to keep this restaurant open. How about writing a letter to the clan and asking them to close the restaurant?

Zhao Susu waited for a long time, and the waiters in the restaurant looked at her from time to time, making her very uncomfortable. Meng Yu was not restrained at all. She looked around and even pulled a waiter and said, "Brother, is there no business in the restaurant?"

Seeing that it was a child, the waiter replied casually, "Of course you have no business, right? A new Ruyilou opened half a month ago, and it seems to be competing with ours. It used to have a little business, but now it's gone!"

Another waiter spat, "It's all because of that Mu Donglai. If our repeat customers were still here, we wouldn't have no business at all!"

"Yes, luckily the boss came to check the accounts suddenly, saw him in the act, and chased him away."

"What's the point of chasing them away now? The restaurant has no business anymore!"

"We have been losing money here. Do you think the boss will just close this restaurant?"

"It's hard to say. No one's money comes from the wind. If a business doesn't make money, shouldn't it be closed?"

"The chef was so angry at Mu Donglai that he quit and went to Ruyi Tower. Even if it's not closed, who will cook in the restaurant without a chef?"

"Then what should we do? We have to find a new job!"

……

Meng Yu didn't need to ask any more questions, as these waiters had already vented their dissatisfaction and worries.

Meng Yu listened carefully and looked at the layout of the restaurant from time to time.

The three-story restaurant is a very conspicuous building in this town. The first floor is the lobby with ten tables neatly arranged.

The second floor is a private room with an aisle and rooms behind it. Standing in front of the railing of the aisle, you can have a clear view of everything downstairs. Once the door is closed, no one will disturb you.

This is a very normal pattern, normal to the point of being old-fashioned.

Meng Yu was watching when she heard footsteps. She looked up and saw Feng Zhi walking quickly in front of her. He waved to her in the corridor, "Little girl, you and your mother are quite punctual. You're here a day early!"

Meng Yu: “…”

So what does this have to do with being punctual?

Mr. Mu looked down from his high place.

Zhao Susu didn't dare to look them in the eye. She lowered her head and held the cloth bag in her hand tightly, somewhat awkwardly.

Meng Yu sighed. It would take some effort to change her mother's social phobia.

Feng Zhi walked briskly and rushed to the front in a few steps. He looked at the cloth bag in Zhao Susu's hand and said, "Is this the clothes that my master wants?"

Zhao Susu nodded quickly and handed the cloth bag over: "You, check it out!"

Shopkeeper Qian was also quite surprised. He turned around to look at his young master and hurriedly said, "This way, please! This way, please!"

There are no customers in the restaurant and the entire lobby is empty. You can really sit wherever you want.

The robe was unfolded, revealing two pieces of different colors, and the material this time was better than the last time.

Zhao Susu is a kind person. Last time, the other party gave her two taels of silver for the piece, so this time she chose the best material from the cloth shop.

Mu Guanchu's unhappy mood just now in the pile of bad debts dissipated a lot. He didn't expect that in such an unknown small town, he could buy ready-made clothes that were not inferior to those in Jinhuafang in Beijing.

It was only in recent years that Jinhuafang became the top garment workshop in Beijing.

At that time, the second son of Marquis Weiwu was married to the eldest princess. The eldest princess was a person who never tired of fine food and delicate meat, and her clothes were elegant and exquisite. The Marquis Weiwu Mansion almost became the most well-off mansion in the capital.

There are embroidery rooms and kitchens opened by the eldest princess in the palace. She invited famous embroidery chefs from all over the world to work in them. Their skills are comparable to those of the Shangyi Bureau and the imperial kitchen in the imperial palace.

Those royal children all love to go to the Weiwu Marquis’ Mansion.

But since the Marquis of Weiwu lost contact on the battlefield, rumors began to spread in the capital that he was colluding with the enemy and treason, and there was "evidence" handed over from the border. The Marquis of Weiwu's mansion was confiscated and he was imprisoned. The princess knelt in front of the emperor for three days and three nights, saying that the Marquis of Weiwu was loyal and would never do anything to collude with the enemy, and asked the emperor to re-examine and investigate, which made the emperor furious.

The eldest princess was killed in front of the emperor, and the emperor finally changed the order of execution of the whole family to exile of the whole mansion. Her death saved the lives of the whole mansion of Weiwuhou.

Who could have expected that three years later, accurate news would come that Marquis Weiwu was betrayed by a traitor and died on the battlefield.

The Weiwu Marquis's Mansion was rehabilitated and regained its glory, but when the news reached the place of exile, more than half of the Weiwu Marquis's women and children had died, which was a pity.

The embroidery room and kitchen of the Marquis of Weiwu's Mansion, which were once famous, along with all the people in the room, have all been disbanded and their whereabouts are unknown. Moreover, the eldest princess has died, so there will never be the same grand occasion again.

It is said that the embroiderer of Jinhuafang came from the embroidery workshop of Weiwuhou Mansion. So in just three years, she turned a little-known garment shop into the best garment workshop in Beijing.

Looking at the equally exquisite embroidery and needlework, Mu Guanchu was naturally satisfied.

Holding the ten taels of silver in her hand, Zhao Susu was stunned.

Last time she gave a deposit of two taels of silver, which should have been included in the total price. She thought that two taels of silver per piece was already the highest price, so wouldn't it be six taels of silver per piece now?

She didn't even dare to think about the price, and she didn't know what to say except to keep bowing and thanking.

Meng Yu blinked her big eyes: "Uncle, is the restaurant going to close?"

Zhao Susu, who was full of gratitude, heard this and her face changed drastically. She hurriedly covered Meng Yu's mouth and bowed repeatedly to apologize: "Children are ignorant, please don't blame me!"

Mu Guanchu: “……!!”

Although children's words are harmless, they are also very heartbreaking!