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Chapter 69 Broad Beans

"What are the people from the Yan family here?" Yan Xuehuai asked Lu Ying'er.

Lu Ying'er whispered: "It's said that his house is burning, there is no money, it costs no money, and it costs only one to die."

"Puff", Yan Xuehuai was amused, "He said this and said nothing, "I didn't do anything?"

Lu Ying'er didn't know what she said: "Yes, she just opened her mouth."

Yan Xuehuai smiled. Yan Zhaolin was sent by monkeys to make fun of him. If you take a brick and say you want money, you will be dead. Then you can come up with a brick to your head. I can still praise you for your hard head, but now you just carry your head with both shoulders and say you have no money. I am not your ancestor, so why should you pity you?

"No need to ask, my mother must have scolded him."

Lu Ying'er nodded and pointed to the vegetable pot beside her. Only then did Yan Xuehuai see that a kitchen knife was placed under the vegetable pot!

"The boss said, if you have something to do, go to the yamen and say, and if you dare to come to the door, you will chop him up with a knife."

While talking, Li Qiniang came over with red beans and barley water. When she heard the two of them whispering, she guessed that she was talking about what had happened just now.

She put the red beans, barley water in front of Yan Xuehuai and said, "Tomorrow is the five-day period. I just thought about it. I closed the shop in the afternoon and hired two people to move the bed first. Sister Huai will live there tonight. You will clean up the house there in the past few days. Ying'er and I stay in the shop."

"Mom, I won't go. I've gone to find Manager Hu and asked him to help find someone. It's probably the last few days. Let's move together at that time."

Of course, Yan Xuehuai could figure out Li Qiniang's thoughts. If the Yan family sold the house and put it together, they could still get it together. At worst, they would pay the house at the price. But now that the house is burned, and if they want to use it to offset the money, Li Qiniang won't want it, and Yan Xuehuai doesn't want it either. As Manager Hu said, within at least one year, he can only sell it to the people who bought the haunted house at a low price. In this way, it is really hard to say whether he can get enough 10,000 taels.

Li Qiniang was worried that the Yan family would come to make trouble again, and that they would harm the shop. After all, they were food. If they really put something into rice, it would be a matter of life.

If you can care about others, you can’t care about the shop. If you want to care about the shop, you can’t care about others.

When measuring two aspects, the first thing a mother thinks of is to hide her precious daughter.

"You are obedient, I'll hire someone at the street intersection now."

Li Qiniang walked out as she spoke. It was not the time to get a guest. The shop door was closed. Li Qiniang reached out and pushed the door open. There was a "Ouch" sound outside the door. Li Qiniang was shocked and saw Fusheng standing outside the door with his forehead covering his face.

"It hits my head, does it hurt? Ying'er, go and cook an egg."

Lu Ying'er agreed and trotted to the kitchen.

Fusheng hurriedly said, "No, no, it's okay, it just hits you and it won't hurt in a while."

Yan Xuehuai remembered that Fusheng loved snacks, so she generously brought out a plate of fried broad beans: "Try it, my mother made it."

Fusheng's fingers moved and he shook his head: "Thank you, no need."

Li Qiniang asked, "Is the Duke of the State back?"

That day, Fusheng came over and said that the Duke of the Kingdom has not come to the yamen these days, so he told Li Qiniang not to send food.

Fusheng nodded: "The Duke of the State just came back, the boss lady, is there any ready-made ones in the shop? Everyone is useless to eat lunch."

Yan Xuehuai didn't want Li Qiniang to go out and hire someone to move things. When she heard Fusheng say this, she hurriedly said, "It's very fast to do it now."

Then he pushed Li Qiniang and said, "Mom, go and cook."

Li Qiniang was helpless and sighed, so she had to go to the kitchen.

Yan Xuehuai thought Fusheng had been following Duke Ding for the past few days, and hadn't eaten lunch now, so he pushed the plate of fried broad beans: "You eat some of this first, it's crispy and crispy, and it's quite delicious."

Fusheng swallowed his saliva and shook his head firmly: "I'll just stop eating."

Yan Xuehuai's eyes turned and said, "My mother was in a hurry to go out and hire someone to move, but she accidentally hit you. I'm sorry."

Fusheng was stunned: "Moving? Where are you moving? This shop is no longer open?"

Fusheng was quite reluctant to let it go. He liked the food in this restaurant very much. Not only him, but everyone liked it. Today, Hao Chong came back and said that he could finally eat Li Shiji's braised pork again.

Yan Xuehuai looked around in a serious manner and said in a low voice: "The shop is still open, but we don't live here anymore. We rented a house and only do business here in the future, and no one will live in. But we can't move in the past few days, and no one has been hired yet. But this is a secret. Don't tell others, if it spreads, we will be in trouble."

"Trouble?" Fusheng immediately thought of the Yan family and asked, "The yamen has already sentenced him, what else do you have to worry about?"

This time it was Yan Xuehuai's turn to be surprised, but he didn't expect that Fusheng knew about this.

"Hey, has the story of my house spread so far? Do you know too?"

Fusheng felt that he had said too much and had no way to keep the door in his mouth.

He nodded, lowered his head and peeled a broad bean and put it in his mouth.

You won't say the wrong thing if you have a mouth.

Not to mention, the broad beans fried like this are quite delicious.

"Today, the Yan family is making trouble again. Oh, tell me, if they don't want to give money, then go to the official and tell us what the use is it. It seems that they will come to cause trouble in the future. My mother is worried that they will snatch me away and sell me, but she is not worried about the shop. What if they come over in the middle of the night and burn it, we can't hire anyone for a while. Even if they hire someone, the man dares to hand over the shop to him for the first time. Oh, I'm so worried."

Yan Xuehuai sighed, and Fusheng finally understood. He was worried that the Yan family would come to cause trouble in the future, so the boss's wife and daughter dared not live here.

"People from Wuchengsi will come here to patrol at night. Just let them pay attention to your shop. By the way, do you want to move and find a house?" Fusheng ate another broad bean, which was so fragrant and delicious.

"I found the house, not far from here, right in the Shizi Hutong. By the way, can Wucheng Si really help?" Yan Xuehuai asked.

But she did not get Fusheng's answer, but saw Fusheng frowning slightly, thinking about something.

Yan Xuehuai looked at him, then looked at the plate of broad beans and a few broad beans. Did he actually feel the feelings?

"Where is the Persimmon Alley you mentioned?" Fusheng asked suddenly.

Yan Xuehuai pointed, and even she didn't know which direction she was referring to: "It's there, very close to Huichang Street. Why, do you have friends who want to rent a house?"

Yan Xuehuai heard that many officials who came to Beijing did not have houses. Those with rich people would buy houses, and most of them could not afford to buy ones with low positions, so they could only rent a house.
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