After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

The grandfather and grandson chatted in the study for a long time until Aunt Zhang came to urge them, and then they remembered that it was time for lunch.

"My dear, come with grandpa to the front hall to eat. I have asked the kitchen to prepare your favorite squirrel mandarin fish and salted duck!"

Mr. Zhong smiled kindly and patted Jiang Shiyuan on the shoulder.

Jiang Shiyuan nodded obediently and quickly followed his grandfather out of the study.

Passing through the winding corridors with carved beams and painted buildings, Jiang Shiyuan seemed to have relived the century-long prosperity of the Zhong family in Jinling.

"Hello, little lady!"

As soon as he stepped into the front hall, he saw an old man in a navy blue gown and in high spirits coming forward and respectfully bowing to Jiang Shiyuan and greeting him.

"Are you the grandfather who was running so fast at the gatehouse just now?" Jiang Shiyuan said hesitantly.

"Hahaha, this is Old Li, the doorman of our mansion. When you were a kid, you often pestered Old Li to buy you candy figures!" Master Zhong introduced with a hearty smile.

"Hello, Grandpa Li!" Jiang Shiyuan greeted him warmly.

"Oh, the young lady is getting more and more beautiful. She looks just like Miss Xue Ning!" Old Li smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits.

"That's right. The young lady is so elegant and graceful. At first glance, she is from a famous family and a lady from a noble family!"

"Little Miss, do you still remember me? I am Xiao Liu who often took you to play on the street when you were a child!"

At this time, a burly middle-aged man in a gray uniform came over and said excitedly.

"You are... Uncle Xiao Liu?" Jiang Shiyuan carefully identified for a long time before he vaguely remembered this childhood playmate who often acted as a human-shaped horse.

"Yes, yes, that's me! You said back then that you wanted me to work like a slave for you for the rest of my life!"

Xiao Liu scratched his head embarrassedly, causing everyone to laugh.

"Go away, you? You still want to serve our young lady for the rest of your life?" Old Li scolded with a smile.

"Young lady, don't listen to his nonsense. He is just a rough guy!"

An old lady wearing blue cloth and with a kind face said with a smile.

"Mother Zhang, please don't say that to me. I was also a handsome man back then..."

Xiao Liu wanted to defend himself, but was glared back by Zhang Ma.

"Young lady, this is Aunt Zhang from the mansion. You loved the osmanthus cake she made when you were a child!" The doorman, Old Li, introduced with a smile.

"Hello, Aunt Zhang!" Jiang Shiyuan hurried forward to greet her.

"Okay, okay, the young lady is really becoming more and more gentle and sensible. Unlike when she was little, she was like a little firecracker that would explode at any touch!"

Aunt Zhang smiled from ear to ear, holding Jiang Shiyuan's hand and joking in a kindly manner.

"Oh, Aunt Zhang, I was young and ignorant at that time, and I did have a bad temper..." Jiang Shiyuan said a little embarrassedly.

But in the eyes of Mr. Zhong, his beloved granddaughter is good in any way, so he quickly smiled and said, "Hey, whether she is a fierce little firecracker or a caring little cotton-padded jacket, she is my good girl anyway, she is all good!"

For a moment, the entire front hall was filled with laughter and excitement.

Jiang Shiyuan looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar faces in front of him, and a long-lost warmth and emotion surged in his heart.

She knew, this was what family felt like!

"Okay, okay, everyone stop gathering around and let the young lady eat first!" Mr. Zhong reminded everyone with a serious face.

Only then did everyone reluctantly disperse and return to their jobs.

Jiang Shiyuan, accompanied by his grandfather, finally sat down at the dining table.

The fine rosewood round table is filled with a variety of exquisite Jinling dishes, which are colorful, fragrant and delicious, making people salivate.

"Xiaoyuan, try this squirrel mandarin fish and see if it still tastes like when you were a kid."

Mr. Zhong picked up a piece of fish and put it in Jiang Shiyuan's celadon bowl.

"Thank you, Grandpa!" Jiang Shiyuan smiled sweetly and immediately picked up the fish and put it into his mouth.

The fish meat is tender and delicious, with the right amount of sweet and sour, and it tastes exactly as I remember.

"Delicious!" Jiang Shiyuan smiled with eyes as big as crescent moons, and couldn't help but exclaim in praise.

"If it tastes good, eat more. Look at you, you're much thinner than when you were a child!" Mr. Zhong said with concern, and kept putting food into Jiang Shiyuan's bowl.

Then he couldn't help but recall his granddaughter's childhood stories and couldn't help laughing, "Hey, grandpa still remembers your chubby red apple face when you were a child. If I pinched you, you would get angry for a long time!"

Jiang Shiyuan did not refuse and accepted them all with a smile.

After hearing the original owner's interesting childhood stories, he couldn't help but chuckle at his grandfather.

The grandparents and grandchildren ate and chatted in a warm and harmonious atmosphere. Jiang Shiyuan felt as if he had returned to the real world.

"By the way, Grandpa, I want to go to Qing Yu Tang's Jinling headquarters this afternoon. Is that ok?"

After Jiang Shiyuan had eaten his fill, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and asked obediently.

"Of course, that's what I was thinking. Grandpa will take you there personally this afternoon!" Mr. Zhong agreed readily.

After lunch, Mr. Zhong took a short rest, then took Jiang Shiyuan in a black Ford sedan driven by Xiao Liu and drove to the main branch of Qing Yu Tang in the city.

Along the way, Jiang Shiyuan looked at the familiar streets and buildings outside the car window, and his heart was filled with emotion.

"Xiao Yuan'er, look, that's the Jinling branch of our Qing Yu Tang!"

The car stopped in front of an antique Hui-style building. Mr. Zhong pointed at the grand building in front of him, his tone full of pride.

Jiang Shiyuan looked up and saw that the entire building was shaped like a crane, symbolizing "blessings and longevity."

A magnificent Shikumen archway stands before our eyes, with the three large gold-plated characters "Qing Yu Tang" sparkling in the sun.

When you enter Qing Yu Tang, a strong medicinal aroma hits your nose, making you feel relaxed and happy.

In the middle of the inner hall, there are three horizontal plaques written by the founder Zhongli Quan himself, which read "This is a benevolent art", "There is really only one price" and "Avoid deception".

This represents that Qing Yu Tang has always adhered to the ancestral motto of "avoiding fraud", the business policy of "no bargaining", and the original intention of practicing medicine of "benevolence" over the past hundred years.

There was a constant stream of customers in front of the counter, asking for medical advice and getting their medicines, and everything was in perfect order.

"Our Zhong family's century-old store is indeed extraordinary and lives up to its reputation!" Jiang Shiyuan couldn't help but sigh.

"Of course, our Qing Yu Tang is known as the 'King of Medicine in Jiangnan', and is as famous as Tong Ren Tang in the north!"

"Generation after generation, the Zhong family has been practicing medicine to help the world and never cheating anyone, young or old!" Master Zhong said proudly, stroking his silver beard.

Jiang Shiyuan nodded, and a feeling of admiration arose in his heart for the Jinling Zhong family and Qing Yu Tang.

She secretly made up her mind to protect Qing Yu Tang and prevent it from being destroyed in the future catastrophe in Jinling!

At this time, the shopkeeper Song from the Jinling General Store came up to greet him enthusiastically, "Hey, Boss, why are you here?"

He looked at the pretty girl next to Mr. Zhong again, and couldn't help but said with surprise, "Hey, could this be... the young lady?"

Master Zhong laughed like an old naughty boy, "Hahaha, it's my dear granddaughter!"

"How about it, Old Song? Doesn't Xiaoyuan resemble Xiaoxue in her youth?"