I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

At a glance, he saw Murong Changqing fast asleep in front of the stone table. Looking up again, he saw the empty wine jar on the table, which was the thing he had been dreaming of. However, apart from a few lingering aromas, there was no wine left inside.

Pei Yan grew angrier the more he thought about it. How could there be such a person, secretly drinking good wine without inviting him?

What's more, it was apricot blossom wine.

He had assumed it was Murong Changqing who brought it, but he never expected it was Fang Xiaoxiao who brought it, which made him feel even less valued.

Enraged, he pushed open the door and came to demand an explanation.

Fang Xiao looked down on his angry and ferocious appearance, which was completely unlike his previous cold and aloof demeanor.

"Pfft!"

She couldn't help but laugh.

"It's just a jar of wine, is it as exaggerated as you say? Zhang Xianren and I have already reached an agreement. I will help him sell wine in the future. When the time comes, how much he wants to drink is just a matter of me saying the word."

"Look at you! Where is your former arrogance? Now you're like a drunkard, frowning over a drink. You're so ugly!"

Pei Yan was initially incredulous, then his lips twitched twice, his face initially contorted with anger, but instantly turned into embarrassment.

Yes, he was a prince, and even though he is no longer one, that doesn't erase his former personality.

Besides, how could he possibly lose his composure in front of this vulgar woman?

He took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart.

"You... you really reached an agreement with Immortal Zhang?"

Fang Xiaoxiao snorted coldly. Men are indeed fickle creatures.

They were acting like they were going to eat me alive just a moment ago, but now they've changed their tune.

She inwardly scorned him, but her face remained calm as she spoke casually.

"That's right. If you don't believe me, see for yourself."

As she spoke, she took the agreement from under her pillow and handed it to Pei Yan.

Pei Yan extended her fair, jade-like fingers to take it.

Upon seeing and confirming the handwriting, he felt as if struck by lightning, and trembled uncontrollably.

Unbelievable, this is completely impossible.

You should know that the immortal Zhang has a very strange temper. He sells wine to ordinary people who want to buy it, depending entirely on his mood. What's even more outrageous is that even if a prince or nobleman sends someone, he will refuse to sell and even threaten to kill him if he dares.

Unfortunately, the other party not only had a get-out-of-jail-free card, but also an imperial edict from the late emperor, which stated that if anyone forced them to do anything they did against their will, they could be exiled to the frontier.

It should be noted that Zhang Xianren's other identity was Grand Tutor, a favorite of the late emperor.

After the late emperor passed away, Zhang Xianren resigned from his official post and opened a winery, where he brewed the famous Apricot Blossom Wine of the capital.

This wine is like a fine nectar, making even the most distinguished officials and nobles yearn for it.

Pei Yan still found it hard to believe. The reason he could recognize Zhang Xianren's handwriting was because he found his letters to the late emperor by chance, which made it easy for him to decipher.

Fang Xiaoxiao saw him staring blankly at the agreement for a long time, and she was too lazy to pay attention to this madman.

Previously, the other party had threatened to kill him. If he hadn't helped the other party detoxify and heal his wounds, he probably would have already become a victim of the other party's blade.

The thought of this made her extremely unhappy.

Forget it, I'll forgive him anyway, since I can't beat him.

"Have you seen enough? If you have, hurry up and get out of here. I need to change my clothes. I have a lot to do this morning."

Seeing that the other party had given him the order to leave, Pei Yan had no choice but to leave dejectedly.

The door closed.

Fang Xiaoxiao then got up and dressed.

Out of the room.

Two men, who eat and do nothing, still sit at the stone table in the courtyard.

Murong Changqing held a bowl of noodles in his hands, smacking his lips as he recalled the apricot blossom wine he had drunk the night before.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a priceless treasure; even now, its fragrance lingers on the lips and teeth.

In contrast, Pei Yan was absent-minded and lost in thought.

As for Long Jinyan, who was physically strong, he had already gone to the fields early in the morning.

During this period, he took care of the family's farmland.

Believe it or not, this might be the most cost-effective husband Fang Xiaoxiao has ever bought. Not only is he highly skilled in martial arts, but he is also adept at housework and farm work.

Unlike those two, one of them is never seen, and no one knows what he's busy with.

The other one was boneless, either sleeping in front of the stone table or cooking noodles in front of the stove.

No normal person could stand it, eating clear soup noodles three times a day.

Fang Xiaoxiao shook her head and sighed, feeling that she really regretted the decision she had made back then.

Just as she was about to leave with her bamboo basket on her back.

But then Murong Changqing's voice called out from behind.

"My wife, remember to bring back a few catties of apricot blossom wine when you come back!"

"!"

"Oh!"

Fang Xiaoxiao didn't even look back. She opened the courtyard gate, flung it open, and left.

Murong Changqing was left behind, reluctant to part, her eyes filled with anticipation, licking her dark purple lips.

……

Long street, Moon-Asking Pavilion.

Fang Xiaoxiao just stepped into the lobby of the restaurant.

Zhu Wen strode over.

"Oh dear, Madam Fang, you've finally arrived!"

"What's wrong, Manager Zhu?"

"It's opening today, and we're waiting for you to take charge of the cooking."

"it is good!"

Fang Xiaoxiao then remembered the matter she had discussed with him yesterday.

She will be working at the restaurant for a while until the fat chef and others are able to prepare medicinal cuisine on their own.

Another key point is that Manager Zhu is very generous. The money he gives out each day is a percentage of the hotel's total revenue.

And it's one percent.

If she earns a hundred taels a day, then she would get ten taels.

However, you should know that such a large restaurant earns far more than one hundred taels of silver a day.

Fang Xiaoxiao quickly went to the kitchen and began her daily work routine.

But she never expected that the restaurant's business would be so booming.

In just one morning, I even needed someone to serve me water.

The chubby chef was incredibly dedicated, serving the head chef tirelessly.

He was either wiping his master's sweat or feeding him water and food.

As he did these trivial tasks, he listened attentively to his master's teachings.

noon.

Fang Xiaoxiao thought she could finally rest for a while, but there were even more people than expected.

The entire restaurant was full of customers.

This is what it means to be arrogant and domineering.

The lobby was completely packed, and food was served by passing it from person to person.

Fang Xiaoxiao could also tell from this that Manager Zhu was quite capable, and could be considered a powerful asset.

If I hold on to this well, won't my future days be wonderful, and I won't have to live like before?

Think of this.

She tossed the ladle faster and faster; that's exactly what it means to swing a ladle until it smokes.

In her hands, the wok used for stir-frying is incredibly powerful.

Crackling.

The sounds of chopping vegetables and stir-frying over high heat filled the air.

Full of fireworks.

The chubby chef was also helping out.

As night fell, the number of people decreased somewhat.

The chubby chef was also able to get the hang of it.

Fang Xiaoxiao was so exhausted that her bones felt like they were about to fall apart.