After Xue Qingyin went horse racing in the mountains, He Songning was able to read more.

The boy called him softly through the door: "Sir, it's time to eat."

He Songning then put down his writing and stood up.

Apart from the unspeakable headache and upset caused by Xue Qingyin, Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city was indeed a good place to study.

He closed the book casually and led the boy to the main hall.

Xue Qingyin came down from the mountain at this time, and bumped into He Songning as soon as she entered the door.

He Songning immediately focused on the robe she was wearing.

He Songning's pupils shrank suddenly, and countless emotions suddenly emerged, but they were quickly hidden.

"Qingyin." He called her intentionally.

When Xue Qingyin saw him, not only did she take off her robe without panic, but she also walked up to him and said, "Brother is still here."

He Songning twitched his lips: "Are you worried that I won't be able to study in Zhuangzi?"

Xue Qingyin nodded repeatedly, with sincerity written all over her face.

He Songning's eyes wandered over her body calmly.

He lowered his voice and said: "Qingyin, I have underestimated you before." He said, putting a hand on Xue Qingyin's shoulder and heavily stroking the robe she was wearing: "You really have some abilities.

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Even King Xuan could be impressed by her.

He Songning couldn't help but carefully recall Xue Qingyin in the past.

Why did he only find her boring then?

At this time, King Xuan also entered the door.

Behind him were Manager Zhao and Zhao Xufeng, whose excitement could not be suppressed.

He Songning swept across them without leaving a trace, then raised his sleeve to wipe Xue Qingyin's forehead and said, "Why are you sweating so much while playing outside?"

He looks very much like an older brother.

Xue Qingyin avoided him and said, "I'm going on horseback."

He Songning frowned and said without thinking, "Are you good at riding a horse?"

Riding in a carriage on weekdays is a little bumpy, and Xue Qingyin is screaming.

Xue Qingyin only vaguely said: "Yes, I can ride."

Everything is self-evident.

He Songning frowned deeply.

At this time, the servants on the farm began to bring the dishes to the table.

"Sit down, eat, watch what I do?" Xue Qingyin washed her hands first.

Anyway, other things don't matter, she is most active when eating.

"His Royal Highness King Xuan invites you first." He Songning looked at King Xuan and said politely.

King Xuan didn't even pay him any attention, and just sat down at the main seat.

On the left is Zhao Xufeng. Apart from King Xuan, he has the highest status among those present.

On the right... Lieutenant General Fang Chengzhong took his seat naturally.

Then Fang Chengzhong felt a chill on his back.

It seems like... he shouldn't be sitting here?

But getting up now seemed too deliberate, so he had to hold back.

"What is this?" Fang Chengzhong's eyes were suddenly attracted by the dishes gradually placed on the table.

Xue Qingyin smiled and said: "Is the general asking this question? Or this question?"

Fang Chengzhong said in a daze: "How come the food is so different from the food in Jingzhong Restaurant?"

Of course it's different, Xue Qingyin thought.

On the first day she came here, she discovered that cooking was not popular these days. Most of the dishes were stewed, grilled, or eaten raw.

For example, fish dumplings are extremely popular in Beijing.

Now Xue Qingyin just brought the cooking to the dining table.

There are also some dishes that became popular in later generations, such as roast duck.

It's just that what was presented to them was only a few pieces of duck skin. The presentation was exquisite, and the small amount naturally made it look exquisite.

There is also double-skinned milk, topped with cooked red beans, honey and dried grapes.

This is also a new product that is completely unavailable in this era.

There was a reason why Xue Qingyin dared to invite Prince Xuan as a guest before.

Mrs. Xue told her that there was a mother Ding in Zhuangzi who was very good at cooking. Xue Qingyin's idea was to let her cook a few fresh dishes and invite King Xuan to taste them, and then use King Xuan's name to spread her fame.

From now on, what will this village be transformed into? Let it be transformed into a resort village like the one in later generations.

Only make money from the princes and nobles.

Xue Qingyin didn't have as much skill as He Songning, so naturally she had to take some twists and turns.

She gestured to the maid to set out the bowls and chopsticks, and then said: "His Royal Highness King Xuan and General Fang, please taste it."

How dare Fang Chengzhong touch his chopsticks?

Only when King Xuan made the move first did he couldn't help but ask again: "Why didn't you see these dishes in the past few days?"

Xue Qingyin nodded lightly: "Well, because I just arrived yesterday."

Fang Chengzhong couldn't help laughing and said: "Is it possible that these new gadgets were all thought up by Miss Xue herself?"

Naturally, Xue Qingyin couldn't explain the real origin, so she just nodded and said: "Well, I have been sick since I was a child. I have eaten all kinds of bitter things. I rarely go out. When I have nothing to do, I can only think about these useless things.

Son."

Fang Chengzhong looked solemn when he heard this.

Manager Zhao also felt a bit of compassion. No wonder Miss Xue didn't dislike their young father-in-law at all, just because she had also endured the torture of illness. Although the two were different, they had similarities.

"It tastes good." King Xuan's voice sounded, breaking the suddenly depressed atmosphere.

Fang Chengzhong and others also started eating.

"It smells so good! It tastes better than grilled food!"

"It smells crispy and sweet. What kind of meat is this?"

"The milky flavor is rich, smooth and refreshing, what is this?"

Xue Qingyin patted her palms lightly.

The maid behind her respectfully handed over a document.

Fang Chengzhong took it and sent it to King Xuan.

When I opened it, I found a menu.

The font is readable, but the name is clearly written.

Even He Songning couldn't help but take a high look.

Xue Qingyin's takeover of the industry was not as bad as he imagined.

She didn't force it on a whim, she actually wanted to run it seriously.

Fang Chengzhong found that there was a long list of items on the menu, some of which were obviously not on the table yet.

He couldn't help but laugh and said: "How much silver do I have to pay to Miss Xue's village to eat the remaining dishes?"

Xue Qingyin shook her head and said, "I don't want any money."

Fang Chengzhong muttered secretly, could it be said that we have taken advantage of His Highness King Xuan?

But that's not right.

I didn’t see Miss Xue receiving less money from the money I returned to the racecourse last time!

King Xuan, who had never spoken, moved his eyes slightly, and he whispered: "If you want to do a long-term business, the person who wrote the menu should be changed."

He Songning pursed his lower lip and was about to speak.

He is good at handwriting, so he can naturally write it for Xue Qingyin. But it is just a menu on Zhuangzi? Does he deserve to write it?

If Xue Qingyin is willing to be soft on him,...it's not impossible.

These thoughts flashed through He Songning's mind quickly.

But in the end, before he could speak, King Xuan followed up and said, "How about Liu Xiuyuan?"
To be continued...