Chunyushan's grandfather's tomb was robbed.

Chunyu's people swarmed out, and then the tomb robbers in Chang'an City were cleared away.

But found nothing.

Some people think that the Chunyu family was unlucky this year. Their workshop was burned down and their ancestral tombs were stolen. It was the worst disaster in Chang'an.

The second most miserable person, Yang Xuan, was raised at home because of a foot injury.

The days of recuperation are very pleasant.

After breakfast, Yi Niang asked the old thief to bring her a custom-made recliner.

"Comfortable."

There are cushions on the lounge chair. When you lie down on it, the breeze blows, and you can't help but feel more comfortable.

"Chunyu's people are all over Chang'an City catching tomb robbers. Lang Jun, you are the Wannian County Magistrate. This is not right!"

The old thief said cautiously.

Yang Xuan didn't even raise his eyes, "Old thief, do you want me to jump into a trap?"

"I don't dare." The old thief said respectfully: "The villain's loyalty to the husband can be learned from the sky."

"Yeah?"

"Absolutely true, absolutely true."

"Then you go do something else."

"Lang Jun ordered."

"Go and rob Chunyushan's father's tomb."

Old thief: "..."

"I'm just joking." Yang Xuan finally glanced at the old thief, "Cao Ying's methods are a bit cruel... It's normal for you to be upset. But my temperament doesn't like forcing others to make things difficult for me. You can come and go freely here, otherwise, I'll give it to you

free?"

"Mr. Lang, spare your life."

The old thief's eyes were rolling and he was panicking. He knew that as soon as he went out, he might be dead the next moment.

The old thief resigned in despair.

In the front yard, Cao Ying was waiting for him.

"Want to test Mr. Lang?"

The old thief squatted down and first glanced at Wang Laoer who was sitting on the steps basking in the sun. "I don't know what you are going to do. It must be a big thing. To do big things depends on the leader. If the leader is not right, the big things will not be right. Lang Jun

In the past, I was too kind, so I wanted to give it a try."

Is the husband kind? Cao Ying thinks that the old thief is a stick, "How about it?"

The old thief sighed, "He is cruel and ruthless."

"If you are not ruthless, you will not be able to stand firm!"

Cao Ying's eyes became more serious, "Our road... is long!"

"Knock knock knock!"

The old thief went over to open the door, and when he saw it was Han Ying, he smiled and said, "It's Madam Han!"

Han Ying was blessed and asked, "Is your husband here?"

She was taken to the backyard, and behind her, the old thief and Cao Ying stood side by side.

“Good figure.”

"Yiniang said she is too plump and she is worried that she will bore her husband."

"Don't men just like to be bored?"

"Too."

…

In the backyard, Han Ying is blessed.

"I have met Mr. Lang."

"What's the matter?"

Yang Xuan was still lying down.

Han Ying said: "The house is almost decorated. Please take a look."

"oh!"

Yang Xuan was very concerned about this matter.

"Go and have a look."

The whole family came out of Chen Qu and went to Guangfufang in a grand manner.

The house is very large, and a section of the wall facing the street has collapsed, making it easy for people to enter and exit.

This is the "commercial street" of Zhuque Street, with restaurants all along the row.

The house was completely new inside and out, and Yang Xuan took people in to take a look.

"It can accommodate two to three hundred people to dine together at the same time." Han Ying introduced.

Originally, the only places that could do business in Chang'an City were Hepingkangfang in the East and West Markets. After the walls of the squares were torn down, many businesses started to appear one after another.

The cooks and waiters stood neatly outside the gate, like sergeants waiting for review.

Han Ying stood beside Yang Xuan and introduced these people.

"Is this Yang Shaofu? So young." Someone muttered.

"It is said that he is not even afraid of the epidemic."

"He also saved the imperial concubine."

"Silence." Han Ying scolded, and then said: "Mr. Lang, please give me instructions."

Yang Xuan coughed dryly.

"If you do it well, you will get rich wages, and you will have a worry-free life. If you don't do it well, you will come and go. That's it."

Han Ying whispered: "Mr. Lang, please say a few more words."

"No matter how much you talk, it's not as good as a word about money." Yang Xuan knew that these people didn't need any great principles or goals. Give them money, give them money...

Lin Fan, the shopkeeper of the nearby restaurant, walked over and held his hands with a smile, "This is... ramen?"

Yang Xuan glanced at him and said to Han Ying: "It will open tomorrow."

Then everyone gathered around him and left.

Lin Fan still smiled.

"It's so big and expensive, how can they make money?"

Early morning of the second day.

Yang Xuan came here again.

Two rows of waiters and several cooks stood on both sides of the gate.

"Yang Xuan, let's cut the ribbon." Zhuque said.

Yang Xuan shook his head, "It's boring."

Suzaku said: "Then invite some beauties to dance on the stage."

"Shut up!"

"The one who can shut me up hasn't been born yet."

"I turn off the phone."

"..."

There was no noise in his ears, and Yang Xuan became much quieter.

"Look at the time."

The old thief squinted at the east and kept pinching his fingers...

"I'm not happy to do this." Yang Xuan really didn't want to do this kind of ritual.

"The auspicious time has come."

The old thief shouted, Yang Xuan nodded, "Open the door."

The door opened and the cook and waiters took their places.

Smoke rises from the kitchen.
To be continued...