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

Lin Zhaozhao shrugged. "Has she eaten it?"

"you!"

Seeing that Jiang Surao was about to lose her temper, Song Yuntang quickly reached out and pressed her shoulder, "If a dog bites you, don't think about biting it back directly, be careful not to get your mouth full of fur."

Hearing her words, Jiang Surao suddenly burst out laughing.

Fortunately, there were many people in the main hall, and the noise here did not attract the attention of anyone except a few nearby seats.

However, Lin Zhaozhao's face turned even redder with anger when she heard what Song Yuntang said.

Jiang Surao was unaware of what had transpired in the warming hall. Observing Lin Zhaozhao's expression, she leaned closer to Song Yuntang and asked, "Did you notice? Lin Zhaozhao seems particularly prone to blushing today. Could she have fallen for the man across from her? It's truly pitiful that she's attracted to you."

Nian'er was standing not far from Song Yuntang, still chewing the roast duck that Song Yuntang had quietly handed to her. When she heard what Jiang Surao said, she suddenly squatted down.

He buried his face in his arms, his whole body shaking slightly.

"Ah!" Jiang Surao looked at Nian'er, "What happened to Miss Nian'er? Is she okay?"

Song Yuntang took a sip of tea with a smile on his face.

"She's fine. She just laughed at what you said."

Jiang Surao was puzzled.

"What's so funny about what I said?"

Song Yuntang glanced in her direction and said, "Because before I met you, something else happened."

Her words aroused Jiang Surao's curiosity.

"Tell me quickly, what interesting things have happened in the warming hall before?"

Song Yuntang put down the teacup, leaned over to Jiang Surao's ear and whispered a few words, then saw Jiang Surao also holding her stomach and laughing.

"I thought she was blushing because she had a crush on someone, but I didn't expect it was because you hit her. I'm dying of laughter."

Jiang Surao was smiling when she suddenly noticed several gazes.

One of them is Mrs. Chiang.

Seeing her daughter laughing happily, she hurriedly reminded her.

"Rao'er, someone is looking at you."

Jiang Surao put away her smile and looked towards the main seat, only to see that Madam Yang, Mr. and Mrs. Yang, and Yang Linyuan were all looking at her.

Because of the gazes of several masters of the Yang family, many people also looked over here.

Jiang Surao pretended to be calm and looked in the direction of Song Yuntang.

She simply didn't want attention.

If Yang Linyuan hadn't proposed engagement, she wouldn't even be invited to the Yang family today.

Song Yuntang calmly picked up a piece of roast duck meat and took a small bite, not paying any attention to Jiang Surao's look for help.

At times like this, the best way is to remain unchanged in the face of change.

Fortunately, everyone's eyes only fell on Jiang Surao and then moved away.

She breathed a sigh of relief and was much more low-key when chatting with Song Yuntang afterwards.

The people in the main seats also have their own thoughts.

Although Mr. and Mrs. Yang did not dislike this girl, they felt that the Jiang family was too low and that she was not the best choice for their son.

Old Madam Yang felt that this girl looked lively and interesting, and was a good match for her steady grandson.

Only helplessness flashed across Yang Linyuan's face.

When I first met her, I just felt that this girl was genuine, independent-minded and principled, and might be able to take on the position of mistress of the Yang family in the future.

The most important thing is that after seeing her once, her face would appear in my mind from time to time.

Originally, this marriage would have gone much more smoothly if Jiang Surao had agreed.

But she seemed reluctant.

……

After the roast duck, one exquisite and delicious dish after another was served on the table.

Everyone praised the food highly.

While eating, Song Yuntang would quietly pass some food to Nian'er beside him from time to time.

There were many people in the main hall, and charcoal was burning in the hall. Even with the door open, it was still a little stuffy inside.

After taking a sip of sour plum soup at room temperature, I feel refreshed.

Seeing this, Xu Qingye waved to the servants of Yang Mansion not far away.

Soon, the servant walked around the edge of the main hall and came to Song Yuntang. He leaned over and whispered, "Madam Xu, your husband asked me to tell you something: drink less. It's not good for your health."

Song Yuntang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I understand, thank you."

Her menstruation has not yet completely ended, so she cannot drink too much cold sour plum soup. It is hard for Xu Qingye to still be thinking about this matter.

His eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of Xu Qingye, only to see him glance over here, nod slightly, and then start chatting with the person next to him again.

The dishes were still being served one after another. At the main seat, Old Madam Yang was smiling with a kind face.

"The chef has put in a lot of effort today. Someone, come and give this lady a reward."

The servant beside him received the order, bowed, and went out.

Soon, Chef Zhang, accompanied by the servants, arrived at the main hall. He bowed to Madam Yang, who was seated at the main table, and said, "I am Zhang Yushu, the head chef of Mingyue Tower. I have come to express my gratitude and thank you, Madam, for your gift. I wish Madam Yang good fortune, prosperity, and every success."

Old Madam Yang laughed happily.

"Thank you, Chef Zhang." Then he asked, "I wonder if the owner of Mingyue Tower is from Anyang County?"

Everyone is curious too.

Mingyue Tower is a newly-built restaurant. The owner behind it will surely become a big family in the county in the future.

This person has so many recipes in his hands, maybe there will be a possibility of cooperation in the future.

Chef Zhang nodded quickly.

"Madam, the owner of our Mingyue Tower is indeed from Anyang County."

"Could the owner of Mingyue Tower be Manager Miao?" someone asked.

Chef Zhang smiled and shook his head, saying, "To be honest, Shopkeeper Miao and I only took a small share of the profits from Mingyue Tower. The owner is someone else."

Of course, he couldn't directly disclose her identity before getting Song Yuntang's permission.

If others mind, he will do something bad.

"I didn't expect the owner of Mingyue Tower to be so low-key." said Old Lady Yang.

Chef Zhang nodded and said, "Our boss is indeed low-key. Ever since Mingyue Restaurant opened, she has been here since the opening day. Normally, when there's anything going on at the restaurant, she'll send someone to find her or contact the boss's people. But the boss is also busy and has other businesses to look after."

Everyone looked surprised.

According to Chef Zhang, the owner of Mingyue Tower has more than just one business?

This person is from Anyang County and has such a family background, why is he so low-key?

You know, only cooperation can lead to win-win results.

The reason why these families came to attend the Yang family's banquet was because the Yang family had industries in both the county and the provincial capital. If they were on good terms with the Yang family, they could also be protected.

Does the owner of Mingyue Tower think that he alone can keep Mingyue Tower prosperous forever?

But at the moment, Chef Zhang obviously didn't want to reveal the identity of his boss, so everyone naturally didn't dare to continue asking.

Song Yuntang sat quietly in his seat, picked up the hot tea and drank it slowly, as if he had no intention of revealing his identity as the owner of Mingyue Tower.

Jiang Surao, who was standing beside her, moved towards her and asked, "Tangtang, do you know the owner of Mingyue Tower?"

Song Yuntang nodded.

"know."

"Who is it?" she demanded.

Song Yuntang couldn't just say it was her.

"Far away, yet so close."

Jiang Surao obviously hadn't figured it out yet. "You mean, this person is also at today's banquet?"

Song Yuntang glanced at her dimly, nodded, and said, "You can say that."

Jiang Surao looked around at everyone in the main hall with a thoughtful expression on her face.

In the hall, Chef Zhang bowed again.

"Madam Yang, I have something to do in the kitchen, so I'll take my leave now."

Old Madam Yang nodded.

"Go."

Chef Zhang took a few steps back and as soon as he turned around, he saw Song Yuntang sitting in the female seat.

He smiled and stepped forward to bow.

"Oh, Dong... Doctor Song, so you're here too?"