"I don't know when the Red Chamber will be finished."

Susan looked at taking the manuscript, flipped it gently, and looked at Fang Yiai with anticipation.

"If you like it, I'll write it soon. Then I'll order someone to send it here." Fang Yiai agreed without hesitation.

"real!"

Susan smiled in surprise, and her whole body shining brightly, like a cheerful fairy.

Fang Yiai almost became obsessed with it.

What a shame is nothing! In order to make the girl happy, everything is worth it, so... Mr. Cao is sorry.

There is only a difference between zero times and countless times when copying a book.

Anyway, I have copied it, one chapter is copied, and the other is copied, and I still care about what I do. Maybe if I copy it all, this book will be lost in the world.

At this moment, he seemed to understand a little. King Wu of Zhou was playing with the princes in Fenghuo. He wanted to make the beauty smile, what was the world worth!

Well, it seems to be a little blown...

With such a beautiful woman on her side, Fang Yiai is willing to be a big pig's hooves.

No matter how nostalgic Fang Yiai is, he still has to leave.

However, Xiao Huan moved a little in the tea before, and the old mother guarding outside snored. Usually, they slept in shifts, and they would sniff for a while in the middle of the night, so they would not notice it.

This time, Fang Yiai didn't dare to go out on the street, like a mouse crossing the street, going into the hidden alley.

After all, what he did this time cannot be known to outsiders. He can be shameless, but he cannot ignore Susan. She is a woman and has to live by face.

"Young Master!"

When I returned to Fang Mansion, the little maid Qiaoer was not asleep yet.

As Fang Yiai’s personal maid, Qiaoer naturally couldn’t hide it.

If you go out so late and still sneakily, you must have seen a woman...

Smelling the faint fragrance of powder on his body, I became more sure of my guess, so the young master would not wipe that.

She pouted her little mouth, obviously a little unhappy.

"What's wrong? Whoever makes Qiaoer unhappy can hang a soy sauce bottle on her mouth."

"snort!"

As a maid, Qiao'er knew that there would be a mistress in the future, so she was prepared for it. What she was angry was that the young master had obviously become enlightened, but why was he indifferent to herself?

"Go to bed quickly, I still have to work hard tomorrow."

If you don’t understand, Fang Yiai won’t think about it anymore.

How can I sing that song? "Don't guess the girl's thoughts, I can't figure it out after guessing..."

Recently, Qiao'er's emotions have been unstable, that is, she treats her as a little girl. If she were replaced by another master, she would have taught her a lesson long ago.

...

The next day.

He originally wanted to sleep in, but he couldn't!

The first floor opened today. Although Fang Ye is in charge of the restaurant, as the owner, you have to keep an eye on it and welcome some important guests.

It’s sunny and clear, and God seems to be helping too.

Early in the morning, I was busy on the first floor.

After Fang Ye finished his training, the guys were very conscious and cleaned the restaurant.

They were also very excited, all of which were attracted by the poor, with quick hands and feet, flexible minds, and eloquent words. Fang Yiai just gave orders, and everything was handled by Fang Ye, but for the moment, he was generally satisfied.

The wages on the first floor are not low. If conditions permit, Fang Yiai is unwilling to be an exploiter.

The guys are all simple. They take the money and roll up their sleeves to work hard. The work they do is worth the money, and they can't take the boss's money in vain.

I also prepared early in the kitchen. The chef had special training in Fangfu and had been studying these days. This is the restaurant. You can't be careless.

It's almost noon.

It’s the most prosperous time in the day in Dongshi.

All of them are choking!

There were gongs and drums at the entrance of the first floor, and a colorful lion dance appeared at the entrance of the first floor, attracting countless people's attention...

Fang Yiai, who was burning money, came to a new store to cut the ribbon.

Nowadays, the new form has indeed attracted the people of Chang'an who love to watch the fun, and the front of the first floor is surrounded by water.

Then, the plaque was unveiled.

The plaque was covered with red cloth, and there were three golden characters "First Floor" with a couplet erected on the left and right at the door, "Food brings guests outside the clouds, and the fragrance leads to the immortals in the moon."

When everything was over, Fang Yiai and a bunch of playboys went in, and the shopkeeper Fang Ye walked out.

“The first floor will open today, and all purchases will be 50% off.”

"Boom", the diners outside were so excited.

The wine is also afraid of the deep alley. Fame is very important. Doing this is to gain fame and lose money to gain publicity.

Fang Yiai is very confident in the dishes on the first floor, and it surpasses the taste of this era for a century. As long as you eat it once, you will not worry about repeat customers.

With such a big battle on the first floor, the diners' greed had already aroused a lot. When Fang Ye finished speaking, they flocked into the store one after another.

The building is spacious and elegant, not like other restaurants. It should be placed as much as possible as possible as possible whenever it can be put down. It is all eight immortal tables, and the service is meticulous and thoughtful.

Among the crowd, there must be many competitors sent to test the truth and reality.

But the first floor accepts everything, in the face of absolute strength... no, it should be said: in the face of absolute taste, everything is illusory.

From time to time, luxury carriages came one after another. The small gang can be said to be both civil and military, and they are the meritorious children invited by the three.

They want to make the reputation of the first floor a hit.

The hottest one should be hot pot, and many people just want to be fresh.

During this period, we tried our best to rush the system, and only took more than ten slaps. For a moment, the supply was in short supply, and Fang Ye had to go up and apologize.

An hour later, the first group of diners walked out with their teeth, but they all walked and swayed and ate too much.

The diners waiting outside the door will inevitably ask a few questions, how does it taste? What are the wine and food?

"Damn, why are there such a good thing in the world? This trip has not been in vain, and the delicacies in the sky are nothing more than that."

Among the people who left, the topics discussed must be the first floor, and there is no way to do so... the cooking is so delicious.

In the private room on the third floor, Chang'an meritorious people gathered together, so naturally they couldn't sit still. Fang Yiai and the other four were treated separately.

These guys have never eaten any delicious food in the world. They have a slight taste, but they all eat it today and they are very happy.

"Fang Er, I heard that your family eats delicious food every day. At first, I didn't believe it, but now I've seen it."

Fang's food has been spread for a long time and is well-known.

"You are so indifferent. You have such delicious food. Even if you don't take it out early, you're eating it alone, which makes your brother eat it for so long."

"From the future, go to the first floor to eat more, so you can ensure that it will be different every day."
Chapter completed!