The next morning, as soon as Li Shiji opened the door, a guest came. The man was tall and thin, wearing a royal blue gown, and a folding fan on the back of his neck. He didn't look like a scholar or a tutor.

He asked when he entered the door, "Is there any breakfast?"

Lu Ying'er was wiping the table and hurriedly said, "Our shop only cooks lunch and dinner, but not breakfast. There are breakfast stalls on the streets and corners. You go and take a look."

The man frowned when he heard this, and looked unhappy: "Hey, you little girl don't do business and you have to push them to other families. You shouldn't be stingy, but you're still paying for other families when you work in this family."

Lu Ying'er was stunned. Why did she become a traitor? She just didn't do breakfast business in the shop.

Li Shiji is newly opened. Currently, it is mainly based on neighborhood business. There are two companies on Huichang Street that specialize in breakfast. They have been doing it for more than ten years. The neighbors around them are used to going to those two companies to have breakfast. After discussing with Li Qiniang and Yan Xuehuai, they decided not to do breakfast. It’s not that they don’t want to compete with those two companies for business, but they really can’t get busy.

Lu Ying'er dealt with this kind of scene for the first time, and didn't know how to explain it. When Yan Xuehuai came over, she happened to hear it. She cursed in her heart that there was something wrong, but she felt like she was smearing honey in her mouth: "Look at what you said, the shop only cooks lunch and dinner, and it really doesn't make breakfast. To be honest, we bought it outside. If you think it's not decent to eat breakfast at the stall, we bought it for you, and you will eat it here."

Hearing this, the man's face turned much better. He sat on the chair and asked, "What's the breakfast?"

"Sauce cakes, fried dough sticks, scorched circles, sugar cakes, tiger fried cakes, cut cakes, soy milk, soy milk, beans, tofu, brain white rice porridge, millet porridge, millet porridge, eggs, poached eggs, braised eggs, cold dishes can be used as a platter."

Yan Xuehuai said it in one breath, and Lu Ying'er was stunned. Did the young master practice?

The man tweeted twice: "Two sesame cakes, two fried dough sticks, a bowl of tofu brain, don't have tofu brain, don't have to leek flowers or garlic paste. I'll talk about business later. By the way, I'll ask for two more braised eggs as a platter of cold dishes."

"Okay." Yan Xuehuai asked Lu Ying'er to go out to buy breakfast. She went to the kitchen to grab two braised eggs, and then put them in a plate of ready-made cold dishes.

Lu Ying'er couldn't tell what the man was doing, but Yan Xuehuai knew it.

In the new capital, there is only one type of person wearing a long gown and a fan, which is a tooth.

When Yu Min went to see Mrs. Ye for the first time with her, she also took a fan and wanted to insert it into the back of her neck, but it was stopped by Yan Xuehuai. Just Yu Min's thin and dry head was inserted into the fan and looked like a little rooster who had not died after being stabbed. Of course, Yan Xuehuai did not say what she thought, but just told Yu Min that he looked shorter, and Yu Min never inserted a fan again.

Lu Ying'er bought breakfast and had not come back yet. Yan Xuehuai chatted with the man without saying a word. Soon he learned that it was the shop opposite that sold shoes and socks, which was the main shop. He just asked the tooth shop the day before yesterday. Someone wanted to buy it yesterday. Today he made an appointment to come to see the house, so the tooth man came early in the morning.

Yan Xuehuai was so envious that she wanted to buy a shop.

"How much money does that shop sell?" Can't you ask if you can't afford it?

"The owner was in a hurry to use the money, but the price was not expensive, and the price was 800 taels." Yaman didn't care at all, but Yan Xuehuai was so shocked that he almost fell.

When I bought the house in the Yan family in Luogu Hutong, I only cost 500 taels.

It's only two years, and the housing prices in Beijing have risen so much.

"It costs 800 taels." Yan Xuehuai felt cold. A shop costs 800 taels, and the house will only be more expensive.

"Eight hundred taels are really not expensive. You know the imperial city. From here, you can walk forward, and then the intersection is the entrance of the imperial city. Huichang Street is right at the entrance of the imperial city. What a great place. The shops on Huichang Street are now even rich. If the landlord had no time to use the money, they would not have sold them so cheaply. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Lu Ying'er bought the breakfast back. After Yaren finished her breakfast, she looked outside the door, said "come" and walked out.

Yan Xuehuai sighed at the housing prices for a while and then threw this matter behind his mind.

At night, Lao Zhang, a wife selling shoes and socks opposite, accompanied her mother-in-law to have dinner and sighed.

Because it was opposite, Lao Zhang's family often came to Li Shiji to buy buns and rice dough, and they were very familiar with each other. Lao Zhang's wife said to Yan Xuehuai: "Girl, my aunt will not come to your place for dinner in the future."

Yan Xuehuai thought of the man she saw in the morning and knew it. Sure enough, Lao Zhang's wife said: "The landlord sold the shop. The new landlord had to open the shop by himself, so that the original landlord would free it before paying the final payment. Alas, after we finished our meal, we had to go back to the shop to clean up and we would move out tomorrow morning."

Yan Xuehuai hurriedly asked, "Then have you found a place to open a shop?"

Lao Zhang's wife sighed again: "The most difficult thing to find in Xinjing City is the shop. Where can I find it in a while? Alas, my mother-in-law and I discussed it and set up a stall at my doorstep. No matter what, I will sell the remaining shoes and socks first. This guy is money in my hands."

After closing in the evening, Yan Xuehuai and Li Qiniang talked about this matter. Li Qiniang sighed: "I don't know how the shop in the old Beijing is like, alas."

Yan Xuehuai vaguely remembered that in addition to the shop and paddy fields of Li Qiniang's dowry, the original owner seemed not interested in these things, so he did not have much memory for Yan Xuehuai.

"Mom, how much property do you have in the old Beijing area? For example, is the shop closed or left to someone else to take care of?"

When the Yan family left the old capital, King Yu had not yet hit him. Yan Xuehuai felt that with Li Qiniang's style of doing things, she would not just throw away the shop and ignore it.

"I've handed the shop to Uncle Tong. Uncle Tong is an old man next to your grandfather. I told him at that time to save his life at the critical moment, and then talk about the shop. If it really doesn't work, I'll give up the shop. Oh, I don't know how Uncle Tong is doing now. In addition to the shop, there are two small villages, one for one hundred acres and the other for two hundred acres. Oh, I'm afraid it's already deserted."

Li Qiniang sighed and remembered Guozi again: "The army was in chaos at that time, and I don't know which army was the one who captured Guozi. I went to the Governor's Office of the Five Army to deliver meals these days. I wanted to ask General Hao to help inquire several times, but I was afraid that something was wrong."

"Is it General Hao who sent us back to Yan's house that day? He seemed to be a high-ranking official. Let's talk to him directly, it's really a bit inappropriate. By the way, the Fusheng who came to pick up the meal every night is a person around Duke Ding. We might as well ask him to do so. He should be easier to talk to than General Hao."

Li Qiniang's eyes lit up. Fu Sheng looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, and was polite and looked easy to talk to.
Chapter completed!