Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

"Second sister, I remember you mentioned before that you wanted to open a restaurant, right?"

"Hehe~"

Zhao Di scratched her head sheepishly: "Opening a restaurant requires so much money, I wouldn't dare to even think about it!"

Zhao Lian looked intently at Zhao Di with a serious expression: "Second Sister, what if I opened a restaurant and entrusted it to you to manage, making you the manager?"

Zhao Di was overjoyed: "Of course I'd like to!" But as soon as she finished speaking, she wilted: "But I don't know how to cook. Who would want to eat the dishes I cook?"

Don't even mention that she can't cook. Even if she could, she could only cook some common dishes. There are some dishes that she has never even seen before, let alone cooked.

Zhao Lian said confidently, "It's okay, as long as you're willing to learn, I'll teach you."

"it is good!"

Zhao Di became excited again.

"Zhao Lian, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting." Jordan finally managed to get away and came up to her.

"It's alright, Brother Qiao, you go ahead with your work, just have the waiter bring me a few dishes."

"I was planning to visit your home to deliver some small gifts to Qiao Xin. I just happened to be passing by the restaurant and didn't expect you to be open for business even during the Chinese New Year, so I stopped by."

A hint of helplessness crossed Jordan's lips: "There's nothing we can do. In our line of work, business is only good during the Chinese New Year, so we can't take a break."

Seeing Zhao Lian mention her daughter, Jordan started talking non-stop: "Zhao Lian, ever since we came back from your house last time, Qiao Xin has been talking about you every day, saying how good her aunt is to her, and how beautiful her aunt's house is." Thinking of his daughter's beaming face, Jordan smiled with doting affection.

Zhao Lian raised an eyebrow: "My place is big, and I have so many younger brothers and sisters. They'll have company. Whenever Qiao Xin and Sister Ling miss us, you can send them over."

Jordan smiled and said, "Okay! I'm relieved to hear that. I leave early and come home late every day, and I'm always worried that the three of them will get bored at home."

"Shopkeeper, someone's paying the bill!"

The waiter's voice called out from below.

Jordan turned around and shouted, "Coming, coming! Let the second manager get busy."

"Brother Qiao, why don't you go ahead and get busy? Your business looks pretty good."

"Hehe~"

Jordan laughed: "Not bad! But to be honest, the restaurant business is easier to run in the capital than in the countryside, and the dishes can command higher prices."

Changing the subject, Zhao Lian casually shared her thoughts: "Brother Qiao, what do you think if I opened a grand restaurant in the capital?"

Jordan was caught off guard by Zhao Lian's unexpected idea.

"What? You actually want to open a restaurant too? That's great!" Qiao Feng's voice came from outside the door, and then Qiao Feng walked in with a smile.

Seeing Qiao Feng come up, Jordan asked in confusion, "Second brother, didn't I tell you to pay the bill?"

"Brother, you've always been in charge of the accounts, so you should go down and leave this to me."

Zhao Lian smiled meaningfully: "Qiao Feng, aren't you afraid that I'll open a restaurant here and steal all your family's business?"

Actually, she said this half as a joke and half as a test. It is said that competitors are enemies. When her restaurant opens, she will inevitably have to deal with competition from other companies. She doesn't want everyone to become enemies.

Jordan then came to his senses and said seriously, "Zhao Lian, what are you saying? If you don't open a restaurant, someone else will. I actually hope it's you who opens it, so that even if we lose, we can accept it wholeheartedly. Alright, I'll go down now."

Qiao Feng chimed in, "That's right, Big Brother is right! But when it opens, you have to let us know so we can be mentally prepared."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely let you know when the time comes."

Now that things were out in the open, Zhaolian felt relieved.

……

Meanwhile, the emperor, having just gotten his horse, was about to return to the palace when he turned a corner and headed out to the outskirts of the city. Suddenly, he saw a girl lying on the ground not far away.

"Xu..."

Just as the horse was about to trample over her, the emperor quickly tightened the reins. Fortunately, the speed was not too fast, and the horse stopped without any serious injury.

"Your Majesty, let me go and take a look." Just in case there was a trap, An Ye jumped off his horse.

An Ye approached the girl with a wary expression and found her brows furrowed, her face contorted in pain, curled up on the ground.

At the same time, he found the girl somewhat familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before. Upon closer inspection, he realized that she was Zhao Feng.

An Ye looked surprised: "Your Majesty, I just saw this girl with Lord Song."

"Is that so? I'll go and see." The Emperor dismounted.

That's right, it really is Zhao Feng.

"Your Majesty~" An Ye was about to call him Your Majesty, but then realized what he was doing and quickly changed his words: "Your Majesty, this girl seems to be feeling unwell."

"Quickly help her up."

This was in the suburbs, how could this girl be lying on the ground in such cold weather? The Emperor didn't think too much about it at the moment and quickly ordered Hei Ye to help her up.

"Master, what should we do?" An Ye frowned. He couldn't bring her into the palace.

"In that case, send her back to the Song residence and fetch a doctor for her."

"No! I won't go back!" Zhao Feng suddenly opened her eyes and shook her head violently: "They don't treat me like a human being there."

As far as he knew, Song Wenjie was not that kind of person, so the Emperor was puzzled as to why the girl was unwilling to return to the Song residence.

“Miss, since you don’t want to go back to the Song residence, I’ll send you to Miss Zhaolian’s place. If I remember correctly, she’s your sister.” The Emperor suddenly thought of Zhaolian.

"No! I don't have a sister like that!" Zhao Feng was agitated; the thought of Zhao Lian made her feel nauseous.

Zhu Yuanzhang initially felt sorry for the girl, but her subsequent unusual behavior made him realize that she was too scheming.

"Where do you want to go?"

"My lord, please let me follow you! I can do laundry and cook, I can do everything, and besides... besides, I am only eighteen years old and do not have a husband yet." As she said this, Zhao Feng lowered her head shyly.

This was like a winding mountain road; unexpectedly, Zhao Feng's attitude took a 180-degree turn, catching Zhu Yuanzhang completely off guard.

He realized that the girl wasn't actually uncomfortable; she was just clearly waiting for him there.

It seems she knows her own identity, and in order to achieve some goal, she is willing to slander her benefactor and her sister.

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression changed drastically. He stood up and said in an icy tone, "Miss Zhaofeng, I think you're not uncomfortable, you're just upset inside."

"You are Zhaolian's older sister, but I never expected that you would be so different. Let me give you a piece of advice: if you're not doing well, look for the reasons within yourself. Don't push all the blame onto others. No one owes you anything."

"Also, don't treat everyone like fools. Since you've managed to get here, I believe you can find your way back. Let's leave it at that." With that, Zhu Yuanzhang mounted his horse.

"Let's go! Giddy up!"

Zhu Yuanzhang squeezed the horse's belly tightly with his legs, and the horse galloped away with a whoosh.

"Sir, wait for me~"

Watching Zhu Yuanzhang and Anhei gradually walk away, An Ye quickly mounted his horse and, before leaving, threw a message to Zhao Feng: "Miss, go back quickly! Take care of yourself."

Unexpectedly, her plan fell through, and Zhao Feng stomped her foot in anger.