The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Song Yuntang smiled.

"I also brought some chili peppers from the farm, but not much. They can be used in the kitchen first. When we grow more next year, we can officially supply them to the restaurant."

Chef Zhang nodded, "Then this preserved egg..."

Song Yuntang said hurriedly, "The latest batch will be available within half a month. If you need it, Shopkeeper Miao can send someone to Huajianzui to place an order."

Miao Dong ran into the kitchen.

"Uncle, the time has come. Erniu and I have prepared everything needed for the opening."

When Shopkeeper Miao heard this, he made a gesture of invitation towards the door.

"Master, please come in."

Song Yuntang didn't say much about the title of Manager Miao.

After all, she is married, so it is definitely inappropriate to call her "girl". She is the biggest owner of Mingyue Tower, so calling her that is appropriate.

In order to avoid betrayal by apprentices in Feicuixuan, the apprentices in the kitchen of Mingyue Tower were all selected from the dental clinics by Manager Miao and Chef Zhang.

The indentures are in their own hands.

If you open your own shop, you have to be much more cautious.

Since the shop was about to open, everyone followed to the front hall.

Shopkeeper Miao has been the shopkeeper for so many years, so he naturally has some connections. When they heard that he opened a shop on Xiangshan Road, many acquaintances came to support him.

As a few people came to the front hall, the sounds of gongs and drums rang out, and the entrance of the restaurant became extremely lively.

After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the red silk cloth on the plaque was pulled down, firecrackers were set off, and many people rushed forward to congratulate Manager Miao.

Manager Miao thanked them one by one and invited the guests into the restaurant.

Seeing this, Song Yuntang didn't delay here any longer. After saying hello to Manager Miao, he led Nian'er and Xu Wencheng away in the carriage.

The three of them first went to No. 4 Qingyuan Street.

The person who opened the door was an unfamiliar servant. When he saw the three unfamiliar people in front of him, he looked puzzled.

"How many are there?"

"I'm Song Yuntang, and I'm here to see Miss Jiang." Song Yuntang revealed his identity.

"Please wait a moment, I will go and pass the message first." After a while, the servant came back and made a gesture to the courtyard, "Please come in."

Around the screen wall at the entrance, there is an extremely exquisite garden with flowers and plants. The stream under the small bridge has dried up, and there is only a pool of water in the spring near the foot of the courtyard wall. It seems that the servants fetched water from the well to prevent the spring from drying up.

After all, such a shallow spring pool should not have any spring.

"You finally knew to come find me." Jiang Surao smiled and walked out from the path next to the main hall.

Song Yuntang walked towards her. "Some time ago, I had something to do and went back to Cile Town. I finally managed to deal with the matter there. I returned to the county yesterday and came to see you today. Is that considerate enough?"

Jiang Surao smiled heartily.

"That's enough, I just asked Qiuyue to prepare some tea and snacks. Come on, let's go to the house and talk."

As he said that, he walked forward and took her hand.

Song Yuntang nodded, asked Xu Wencheng to park the carriage, and followed Jiang Surao to her yard.

"How's your arm healing?"

Jiang Surao touched her arm and said, "It doesn't seem to hurt anymore. I haven't even tied it up recently. But the doctor said I still have to be careful. I can't lift heavy objects or exert too much force."

After saying that, he took out the freshly brewed tea and poured a cup for Song Yuntang.

"That's for sure. A broken bone takes a hundred days to heal, and you need to take good care of yourself. In this situation, even if I want to help you, I'm powerless." Song Yuntang said, looking at her, "Old Madam Yang is having her birthday on the ninth day of next month. Will you go to celebrate?"

Jiang Surao nodded.

"Of course I have to go. I've already sent an invitation to the Jiang family. My mother will be here by then, so I don't need to worry about these things." Then he thought of something and looked at her. "You are not here today for Madam Yang's birthday banquet, are you?"

Song Yuntang touched his nose.

Pursed lips and smiled.

"Indeed, I wanted to ask about your Madam Yang's preferences. Young Master Yang sent an invitation to our family, and I thought it would be bad not to go. I'm just a little undecided about what kind of birthday gift to prepare. You know, I left the Lin family for three years and don't know much about this circle anymore."

Jiang Surao thought about it.

"Birthday congratulations are always about the same old things. Depending on the closeness of the relationship, people might give things like fabrics, embroidery, ruyi (ruyi), Buddha statues, porcelain, medicinal herbs, calligraphy and paintings, screens, etc. Some clever people will even consider the birthday person's preferences. Some even give actual gold and silver, but those are inferior."

The voice changed.

"Speaking of Madam Yang's preferences..."

After waiting for a while without any response, Song Yuntang looked at her and asked, "What's wrong with Madam Yang's preferences?"

Jiang Surao shrugged and said innocently, "I don't know what her preferences are."

Hearing this, Song Yuntang's eyebrows twitched for no reason.

She cleared her throat awkwardly, picked up the teacup in front of her and took a sip.

It can't be too expensive, nor too cliché, so it seems I need to put more thought into it.

"I was recuperating in the Yang Family Villa, which is quite far from the main Yang Family compound. Besides, our Jiang Family didn't even have the qualifications to enter the Yang Family before. So far, I haven't even met any of the Yang Family's elders."

Song Yuntang nodded to show his understanding.

"How's the situation between you and Young Master Yang?"

Jiang Su Rao sighed, feeling extremely timid. "I didn't dare to tell him directly, so I just asked him to put the engagement on hold for now."

Hearing this, Song Yuntang just found it funny.

"It seems that your marriage is a done deal."

Jiang Su Rao raised her eyebrows, "Who said that? I'm definitely going to turn it down!"

"What is Arao going to turn down?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two men appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

One of them was Yang Linyuan, and the other one had a vague impression in the original owner's memory, and looked a bit like Jiang Surao.

It was Jiang Surao’s brother, Jiang Junwu.

Jiang Junwu entered the yard and bowed solemnly to Song Yuntang, with gratitude on his face. "Before, my sister was in danger in the mountains. Thank you, Madam Song, for saving her."

Song Yuntang stood up and returned the greeting.

"Arao has already told me how to express her gratitude. Mr. Jiang, there's no need to be so polite."

Yang Linyuan looked at Jiang Surao with a look of hurt in his eyes.

"What did Arao just say he wanted to turn down?"

Jiang Surao tugged at her sleeves and felt extremely guilty the moment she saw Yang Linyuan.

But I still mustered up the courage.

"I want to...turn off the marriage proposal between the Yang and Jiang families."

Yang Linyuan was surprised.

"Why?"

Many families in the county wanted to marry their daughters into the Yang family to be wives, but she was different. He personally came to ask for the marriage, and she first asked him to wait a while, and then wanted to turn it down.

"You look down on me?" he asked.

Jiang Surao lowered her head and shook her head, saying, "The Yang family is too prestigious. A girl like me, who comes from a small family, would be in an awkward position if I really married into the Yang family in the future. Marriage still requires the consideration of being well-matched. I believe that with Young Master Yang's character and family background, he will definitely find a girl who is a hundred times or a thousand times better than me."