Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

In Yongcheng, the central city, the people were all dressed in fine clothes and wearing ornaments. Horse-drawn carriages carrying goods streamed in from the city gates. They hurried along, seemingly oblivious to the large army on the other side. Wangshu, a businessman, could keenly sense the presence of his fellow travelers. These were busy people, busy with business, earning an extra half ounce of silver, even the emperor couldn't match.

Wangshu, who was standing behind Qin Qiqi, saw the young master, "handsome and taciturn", just as Qin Xiuyuan said. He wore white light armor and a black sword, walked silently, had sword-like eyebrows and thin lips, and was indeed very frugal with words.

"Xie Miao, this is my wife, Ji. Shu Shu, this is the governor's eldest son, Master Xie."

Wangshu saluted: "Young Master."

Xie Miao: "Mrs. Qin."

Wangshu noticed that his hand quickly returned to the hilt of the knife.

Everyone went their separate ways, and most of his men returned to the barracks. Qin Xiuyuan rented a quiet house in an alley not far from the street. Chun Yang was capable and kept the house clean and comfortable. When the few people met, Ji Laoer pounced on the two of them and yelled at them. He glanced at the people who were following him closely, and Wangshu waved his hand to let them go out and play.

Chun Yang held Ji Lao Er in his arms and pulled Ji Shou down, "Madam, there is hot water in the inner room. We will have some fish and rice in an hour."

Wangshu went downstairs tactfully, and before he could even look at the bedroom, he was picked up by the person who closed the door.

After a long drought, rain comes; a short separation is better than a new marriage.

In the face of absolute strength, her months of training were nothing. So when the big hand tentatively groped, as usual, the woman gasped, "No."

Her menstrual period had not stopped yet, so she tried her best.

He changed his hand to hold her thin back, and easily picked her up with one hand, while holding her neck with the other hand. After a few kisses, he went into the inner room.

His hair was not long, so it was convenient for him to wash. Suddenly, there was a heavy knock on the door. Wangshu, who was holding the bathtub and letting someone take advantage of him, was so scared that he jumped into the water.

Qin Xiuyuan, who looked like a rosy cloud, put down the towel, put on a long robe, went out and came back quickly to continue rubbing her back. "The governor's mansion is hosting a banquet, let's go there now."

How could she go? Wangshu, with a scarf wrapped around his head, leaned on the edge of the bucket, "...You go. ...Don't do it..."

Qin Xiuyuan didn't listen to her. No one was allowed in the inner room, leaving her limp and drowsy to do it herself, fearing she might fall into the water. He wiped her dry, his eyes constantly fixed on something.

Seeing that he was in so much pain that flames could be seen in his eyes, Wangshu grabbed the large bath towel and wrapped it around his chest, stuffing it tightly around him, and urged him: "Go quickly."

Unexpectedly, Qin Xiuyuan's face was even more handsome. He looked at her from head to toe with curiosity. The big bath towel only covered her chest, waist and hips. He was speechless!

Uninformed country bumpkin!

Wangshu punched him, and he seemed to wake up from his dream and was willing to carry the person back to bed.

"Shushu, you wear this tonight."

After saying that, he kissed her eyes which she didn't have time to close.

This house is about the same size as Ji's house. It is simply decorated inside and out. The kitchen has the most utensils, including a big pot and a big stove. There are two rooms connected to one other, and there are also various earthenware jars.

"Ji Shou and I just arrived here, and we can't tell east from west, south from north, and we can't even find where we are if we turn the wrong way. We spend all day looking around the streets and asking around. We just rented this house and renovated the stove. We thought we'd sell braised meat if things didn't work out."

Chun Yang pointed at the three large pots, "Everything is ready! Ji Shou refused to give up. He went to each restaurant, bringing back braised meat, our hot pot soup, and fresh meat slices. Madam, you don't know, people here are rich, they love beef and mutton, and few people eat pork. They like to eat meat in big mouthfuls, and our meat slices are not enough to fill their teeth..."

Thinking back to the initial setbacks, it seemed like a lifetime ago. "Later, Ji Shou refused to give up and rented a private room at the Feast House. We moved the stove over there, prepared the broth and various dishes, and invited owners of restaurants large and small to come and taste our feast. We invited 23 people, some of whom refused directly, while others couldn't refuse. In the end, only 12 showed up."

At this point, Chun Yang looked at Wang Shu who was eating fish and kept it a secret. "Madam, guess what?"

He took a bite of the fish and said, "I'd like to hire you guys as kitchen staff." This is simple. The dishes are rich, beautiful, and fresh. And on cold days, drinking soup and eating meat can warm you up. This pot is loved by everyone. Compared to the recipe and the profit share, the most cost-effective thing is to hire someone to steal the skills.

"Yes!" Chun Yang shook his head. "They are so cunning. They all want to hire us as helpers. They asked us about the dishes and soup base in subtle ways. We insisted that we were waiting for the boss who would recognize our talents and give us a share of the profits."

Looking at the densely packed earthenware jars and the two tables covered with large knives and wooden boards, Wangshu nodded. "Obviously, someone has a keen eye for talent. You should send the soup base and dipping sauce over here every day."

The hotpot dishes are fresh and rich, and the restaurant can satisfy you. In addition, the base soup is delicious and the dipping sauce is unique, which is the life of the hotpot.

Chun Yang was very proud, and he crossed his legs and swayed them. "That's right. Now I make soup and dipping sauce at home, and Ji Shou is in charge of delivering them. Shengyanlou's hot pot business is very good, and many bosses are jealous."

The two of them checked the account books again. Although they were in a mess, the figures were getting better and better. Wangshu looked at the account books and stood up, blowing a kiss to the stunned Chunyang on the cheek. Then he walked around the room happily, holding the account books, "Gold! Silver! Coins! All of them are mine!"

Chun Yang's smile turned into a big red flower.

Ji Laoer, who was playing with pearls, also laughed, and the small study was suddenly filled with joy.

Meanwhile, the Governor's Mansion was abuzz with singing and dancing, and the feast was on. Governor Xie, with a potbelly, patted his belly with a kind look on his face. "Nieces, have fun in Yongcheng. Xiuying and Xiuli, you two sisters, please be good hosts on behalf of your father and elder brother."

The two sisters at the table responded in unison, "Yes, Daddy."

Qin Qiqi attended the ceremony in a lavishly attired blue ensemble featuring a short waist-length jacket embroidered with a blue silk pattern of precious flowers and birds, and dangling finger-long red tassels. Her skirt, a one-piece blue silk embroidered skirt, was crafted from eight identical panels of embroidered silk, patchworked with fine pleats. The skirt, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, narrows the waist and widens the hem. The patchwork conceals long tassels in the same color as the jacket. The blue embroidery pattern is meticulously arranged, creating an elegant and captivating look.

If Ji's mother were here, she would have discovered that this blue dress and Wangshu's green dress were almost identical in origin, except that her fabric was made of the so-called "an inch of gold" brocade, and it wasn't made by her...

“The beauty of the costumes is astonishing!”

During the banquet, several concubines and two young ladies were almost instantly captivated by the dress. Arranging for the two sisters to play the role of host was a perfect way to please them. Several young ladies started chattering with each other.

Xie Miao, who loves quietness, frowned unconsciously, glanced at Qin Xiuyuan, who was almost mute, and sighed: "Brothers are still the best! Women are too noisy!"

But the brother has a wife, "Brother Qin, your wife should be more gentle!"

Qin Xiuyuan, who was sitting below him, said: ...? It's true that there's a lot of noise across the street, but what does that have to do with whether his wife is quiet or not?