There's something wrong with the general.

After washing up, Wen Yuxi sat at the table and started writing a recipe.

When he was in college, he also read some time-travel novels.

But they are all male-oriented cultivation novels.

Unlike him, he came directly to ancient times without any skills to rely on.

His roommate on the upper bunk also told him some stories about traveling back to ancient times and writing about political schemes to take the imperial examinations, as well as business wars about how to make a fortune.

In short, if modern people travel back to ancient times, there are only a few ways to make a fortune.

Making soap, making glass, if you are an engineering or agricultural student, you can also show your talents in industry and agriculture.

Wen Yuxi thought, if these things were really made, and someone came through this again in the future, wouldn’t their identity be exposed?

However, it is not such a coincidence. It is not easy to find people from the same hometown in this vast world.

He sat down at his desk and wrote down several home-cooked dishes, rouge, glass-making methods, and some wine-making methods.

Today he walked along East Street to West Street and found that West Street was more prosperous and that all the bigwigs from Beijing lived there.

East Street is next to the city gate, so it should be quite prosperous.

But for some reason, there were few guests in the inn there, and people coming from the capital all went to West Street.

Upon asking around, I found out that some shopkeepers on East Street were raising prices arbitrarily. Although the inn facilities were not as good as those on West Street, the room prices were very high and some of the meals were high-end dishes that ordinary travelers coming to Beijing could not afford.

It just so happened that the Huixiang Pavilion Inn was currently running at a loss and had a negative net profit, so Wen Yuxi set his sights on it.

After Wang Gui takes over the inn tomorrow, he will renovate the store a bit and serve mainly home-cooked and affordable dishes, supplemented by high-end dishes.

He thought that he would be able to earn back his investment in a few days.

After all, people come and go in and out of the capital every day, and the passenger flow is huge. If you lower the price and earn more money, you don’t have to worry about not making back your investment.

But the fear is that several nearby inns will join forces to start a price war with him.

So, it all depends on the recipes he has.

Only by capturing the guests' stomachs can the inn make a name for itself.

Moreover, the Autumn Examination is about to begin, and a large number of students will surely come from the province to take part in it.

This can also bring in a lot of income.

Wen Yuxi also discovered that the capital was a relatively wealthy and developed place, and its trade was even more prosperous than that of China's Tang Dynasty.

People here pay more attention to spiritual things when they have money.

Yesterday, Wen Yuxi walked along East and West Streets and found no less than 10 teahouses, which were often packed with people listening to storytelling.

So, he thought, writing and selling books was also a way out.

He has countless novels in his mind, both ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign.

After sorting out everything in his mind, Wen Yuxi returned to his bed and fell into a deep sleep.

"Yier, from now on, he is your junior apprentice."

A middle-aged man touched the boy's head and said to another older child.

The older boy bowed expressionlessly to the middle-aged man: "Yes, Master."

"Let's go, I'll take you to the sect."

The child was silent, tears streaming down his face.

The boy stood quietly and watched him cry. When the child was tired of crying, he asked, "Why are you crying?"

"My mother has gone to heaven."

"Everyone said that going to heaven meant death and that I would never come back. I would never see her again."

"So what if I can't see it?"

The child blinked his tearful eyes and was stunned for a moment: "I will miss her if I can't see her."

Perhaps because the boy had been practicing with his master, he already had an intimidating aura of majesty.

The words he uttered were even colder: "Then forget it and concentrate on practicing Taoism."

The child was unaware of the murderous intent that flashed across the boy's eyes.

I couldn't understand why he said that, I just felt extremely scared.

I don't want to follow him.

Master is still the best. Master is always gentle and never so mean to him.

The senior brother wouldn't tell him stories.

Every day she just swings a sword around, doesn't coax him to sleep, and doesn't play with him.

And always forced him to do things he didn't like to do.

He doesn't like such a senior brother.

He complained to his master, but his master always smiled and said, "Your senior brother has a cold temper. You should get along well with him."

No, he doesn't want a senior brother like that.

"My Lord, wake up, it's almost noon."

Wen Yuxi opened his eyes and saw Shuanghua's pretty little face in front of him.

He pushed the little maid aside, rolled onto the bed, covered his head, and replied in a muffled voice.

"Got it, Shuanghua, you go out first, I'll get up right away."

I was so scared, thinking I was going to be scolded by my senior brother again.

Wen Yuxi sat up, patted his chest, and put his heart back in his stomach.

Just as I was about to get up, I suddenly woke up and broke out in a cold sweat.

No, no, no!

What senior brother?

Why is everything so messed up?

Wen Yuxi held his head and thought: His name is Wen Yuxi, he is from Earth, he was hit by a car, the spirit of the weapon took him to a different time and space, used magic to create a body, and replaced Wen Yuxi.

So the question is, who is the senior brother?

Wen Yuxi tried hard to recall what happened, but he couldn't remember anything.

But I just feel like I've forgotten something important.

Forget it, let nature take its course.

Wen Yuxi said dejectedly, "Maybe he was thinking about writing some novels to make money last night, so he said such inexplicable words this morning."

It took half an hour for Wen Yuxi to finish packing.

The little maid outside the bedroom glared at him angrily.

Wen Yuxi knew he was in the wrong and apologized to the girl.

After a while, Wang Gui came back happily: "My Lord, it's done."

He took out a silver note from his pocket and said, "My Lord, this is the remaining 1000 taels of silver note." He presented it to Wen Yuxi with both hands.

Wen Yuxi waved his hand and said, "Take the remaining money and renovate the inn. Close it for a few days and reopen it in seven days. You might be able to do it."

Wang Gui's face flushed: "I will definitely make sure this matter is handled properly."

"By the way, Wang Gui, the eldest young master has three meals a day delivered to him at regular times and places."

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

"Don't go. Also, look at you sweating all over. For some things, you can just find a few capable guys to arrange them directly. There are some things that you don't need to do yourself."

Wen Yuxi pulled out the recipe he had written last night and handed it to Wang Gui. "From now on, our inn will be renamed 'Five Lakes and Four Seas'. This is the recipe. Have the cooks follow it. Also, find me a few reliable people and have them come to see me."

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

In the evening, Wang Gui found about ten people.

Wen Yuxi asked, "Who can read?"

Half of the people stood up.

Based on their previous work experience, Wen Yuxi divided the people into three groups, responsible for making rouge, making glass, and brewing wine respectively.

"You must remember, this is my Wen family's recipe. We all prosper together and suffer together. If you spread this, don't blame me for being merciless."

Wen Yuxi knew that these recipes would be spread sooner or later, and he was happy to do good things that could promote social development.

But it's also good to give those restless people a warning so that they can earn more money.

Both the expenses of the entire mansion and Wen Qianyi's medical treatment require a large amount of money.

Wen Yuxi also knew that letting Wang Gui manage four operating lines alone was really burdensome for him.

But he had no one around him to rely on, so he could only think of paying him more wages and letting him train more management talents to reduce his burden.

In this way, after nearly two months of hard work, the operation of the inn finally got back on track.

However, the other three lines have just been launched, and Wen Yuxi knows that this matter cannot be rushed.

That day, Wang Gui came to report that the inn was running smoothly and the surrounding residents also liked the home-cooked meals in their inn very much.

However, the inn is too far from their home, so it is not convenient to go there to buy it.

This gave Wen Yuxi the idea of ​​delivering takeout. He told his idea to Wang Gui, who was very supportive. He also raised some questions, which Wen Yuxi answered one by one.

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you."

After these days of experience, Wang Gui has become more and more calm, and Wen Yuxi also likes it.

One evening, Wen Yuxi went out onto the street alone and headed towards his inn.

He dressed casually, like a typical scholar.

Before he even stepped into the door, he was stopped by two young men in their twenties behind him.

Wen Yuxi said, "My two brothers, what can I do for you?"

The two young men bowed and said, "My name is Hong Han/Chen Kangrui. Are you also participating in this year's Autumn Examination?"

Wen Yuxi was stunned and cursed himself in his heart for having a pig brain.

How could he forget such an important thing?

"Hello, Brother Hong and Brother Chen, my name is Wen Yuxi. But you two are wrong, I am not a candidate."

The two young men smiled and said, "I see. When I saw you dressed the same way as us, I thought you were dressed the same way. I apologize for calling you that."

Wen Yuxi smiled and said, "No problem, no problem. Meeting is fate. I just happened to come here to try some delicious food."

He saw the two men dressed simply but spoke with extraordinary manners, and he hurriedly offered his services to them: "Brothers, you are from other places, right? Can you please book a place for us to stay?"

The two looked at each other and shook their heads.

"This... has not been decided yet. Brother Wen, can you recommend one or two?"

Wen Yuxi raised his head slightly and pointed at the signboard above his head that said "Five Lakes and Four Seas".

"This inn is quite good. After you check in, you get free breakfast every day, and 20% off lunch and dinner. Also, let me tell you, the food here is one of the more affordable in the capital. It's inexpensive, delicious, and tasty. You'll know when you try it."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Wen."

The three of them entered the Five Lakes and Four Seas Inn together. The waiter hurriedly came forward and greeted them, "Would you like to spend the night or stay here?"

Hong and Chen said, "Let's stay in a hotel." Then they looked at Wen Yuxi.

Wen Yuxi said to the waiter, "Pack some food for me."

After he finished speaking, he turned to Hong and Chen and said with a smile: "Brother Hong, Brother Chen, you guys go ahead and do your work. I came here to buy some food and wine to take home. We'll meet again if we're lucky."

"See you again if we are destined."

After saying goodbye to the two of them, Wen Xingyun took the packed food back.

Before leaving, he bought two pairs of chopsticks from the inn, which surprised the inn's staff.

Some time ago, I was busy with business and didn't go to Wen Qianyi's place again.

They had said before that they would have dinner together, but since that day, they have never eaten together again.

A month ago, he invited a famous doctor in the capital to treat Wen Qianyi and told him about his vomiting after eating.

The doctor said that since my tendons and veins were broken, I couldn’t lift heavy objects or do heavy work, and this was the only way to keep myself healthy.

But no matter what, it still shortens your lifespan, as for why you vomit.

It's because he usually eats light food, and suddenly eating some meat will easily cause vomiting.

Wen Yuxi wrote down the doctor's instructions one by one, and usually asked the maid to deliver light meals.

In fact, Wen Yuxi was quite worried about him after not seeing him for such a long time.

Especially when I think of the scene of him vomiting after eating before, I always feel uneasy.

Carrying food in hand, he walked quickly into his yard.

Because it was still early, Wen Qianyi was wearing a lake blue robe and sitting on a stone bench in the pavilion, reading a book.

Wen Yuxi couldn't help but smile.

"Brother, what book are you reading? Look at what I brought you?"

When Wen Qianyi heard his voice, his body suddenly stiffened.

She raised her long and narrow eyelashes and looked at the person who came, not realizing that the book in her hand had fallen apart.

His voice was hoarse and a trace of resentment appeared on his face.

He whispered, "Xi'er has been having a great time outside for so many days, I'm afraid she has forgotten me."

Wen Yuxi shook her head like a broken drum, trying to find nice things to coax him: "Of course I forgot, I'm busy making money, I haven't been out fooling around once."

Only after Wen Yuxi finished speaking did he realize that what he said was too wrong.

No, what is he explaining?

But his eyes looked uncomfortably at the wild flowers beside him.

Wen Qianyi challenged him again, saying quietly, "You said you were thinking about it, but you've never come here before. Could it be that the flower is more beautiful than Master... than me?"

Wen Yuxi turned back and coughed twice before replying seriously, "I've been very busy these days. But things are getting back on track. I'll be home with you these days. If there's anywhere you want to go, we can go together."

Wen Qianyi finally smiled, closed the book in his hand, and asked directly: "Are you coming to me today just to eat for free?"

Wen Yuxi pretended to be aggrieved.

"How can this be considered freeloading? I'm here to be your dining companion."

"Well, dining partner? Someone who eats with you."

"The enemy."

Wen Yuxi put the food on the table, fetched some water, asked Wen Qianyi to wash his hands, and then the two began to eat.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. You've become quite good at talking. Have you been hanging out at a brothel?"

It's snowing in June.

Wen Yuxi cried out in injustice: "No, I was busy making money the day before yesterday."

"Why is Xier suddenly interested in making money?"

Wen Yuxi babbled, "I love making money. Making money makes me happy."

Wen Qianyi put down his chopsticks and looked at him quietly: "Speak human language."

Wen Yuxi lowered his head and muttered, "I'm almost ruining this mansion. If we don't make money, everyone will starve to death. And, and I want to cure the disease. Although I can't empathize with you, I hope you can get better soon."

When he raised his head, his eyes were full of determination as if he was making another promise to Wen Qianyi.

Wen Qianyi was struck by his seemingly unstoppable gaze, and no matter how eloquent he was, he was speechless.

He raised his hand and patted Wen Yuxi on the head a few times.

Wen Yuxi didn't know how to move and just let him take the picture.

It's really the same as when he was a child.

Wen Qianyi's brows couldn't help but relax.

You'll always remember it, won't you?

After all, he finally came to her side.

Wen Yuxi looked at him, his brows furrowed at one moment and his lips curled up at another, and she didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother, it's time to eat."

Wen Yuxi picked up some bamboo shoots and put them in his bowl.

He didn't know what dishes Wen Qianyi liked, but he just saw him pick up a few more pieces with his chopsticks.

I think I like it.