However, he remembered that when he had a car accident, Jinxi was still lying unconscious in the intensive care unit. Other book friends read normally: Could it be possible that later...
"Then again, what if the person who came up with these Hong Kong-style snacks is really... then?" Oh, who knew that this time travel is like going to a fair, one is not enough, and a pair is not enough! But don't know this
Are they coming by the dozen? When Jinxi thought about this, she felt a little nervous. She pulled Yinzhen back to the sofa chair and sat down. She casually twisted a piece of pineapple cake and sighed while tasting it.
"Look at the dim sum made by this cook. Which one is not a popular afternoon tea item in Hong Kong? Either he is a cook from a tea restaurant, or he has learned these things like me..." Jinxi pointed to the other snacks.
Among the dim sum dishes, in addition to the abalone cakes and pineapple cakes she had tried, there were also vegetarian rice rolls, puff pastry bean paste cakes, red bean egg tarts, and carrot cakes.
"Why do you need to worry! Even if she comes to the capital, I will send people to keep an eye on her immediately. Some of the products sold in your shops are indeed made in Europe, and there are foreigners in my medical clinic, so it won't be a problem.
Let her be suspicious of us. Furthermore, what if she really sees something? I am the prince's brother, you are the legitimate daughter of a second-grade general, and the future prince Fujin, so I am afraid that she will be a little
What are the ants doing?"
"Oh! 'Ant'! Aixinjueluo Yinzhen, you are just doing as the Romans do! By the way, I forgot to ask you, where did you work before coming here? Don't tell me yet, let me guess,
Based on your talent in business, you must be a big shot above the manager level of some company, right? Not necessarily, seeing as you know so much about ships, you must be from a shipyard..."
Seeing Jin Xi tilting his head and thinking seriously about the various identities he might have, Yinzhen couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. Book fans also like to read:.
Do he really want to answer her directly? But what if she becomes friends with him from now on? He has not forgotten the tense atmosphere when the two met for the first time in their previous life.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Jinxi finally guessed a profession and turned to Yinzhen to confirm with interest. However, she saw him lowering his head and frowning, not knowing what he was thinking, so he couldn't help but call out.
"Ahem..." Yinzhen gathered his thoughts, raised his head and was about to answer, when he heard a knock on the door.
"You read that right, fourth brother, are you keeping in touch with your future four younger siblings in the teahouse?" The person who came in was none other than Prince Yinreng. Behind him was a long list of counselors and disciples who belonged to him.
"Second brother!" Yinzhen felt grateful to the prince for the first time, and hurriedly stood up and pulled Jinxi over to salute the prince.
"Hey, you don't need to be polite when you go out. Yo. You two are in a good mood. You ordered so many of the tea house's signature snacks?" Yin Reng said as he walked around to Yin Zhen, bent down, twisted a piece of abalone cake and threw it into his mouth.
"Well, it really is delicious. By the way, fourth brother and sister, I heard that you opened this shop? Where is the cook from? You can actually make delicious dishes that are not inferior to those of the palace chefs."
Jinxi was stunned. He raised his eyes and exchanged glances with Yinzhen, secretly thinking that the prince wanted to poach someone, right?
"Back to the prince, this cook comes from the south of the Yangtze River. He had worked as a chef in a wealthy gentry's house for several years before. However, the skills he knew were only these signature snacks, and other cooking skills. With Jinxi's taste, it was still far away.
No one can beat the palace chef." Jin Xi lowered her eyelids and replied respectfully. Regardless of whether it is true or not, let's just say it. I just hope that the prince will not go into the kitchen to verify it.
"That's true. I have also tasted other dim sum made by him. They are indeed not as good as these signature dim sums. Yes, I saw my fourth brother and my fourth younger sister from a distance downstairs, so I stopped by to take a look. I still have something to do, so I won't disturb you any more. You guys...continue...continue..." Yinzhen shook his folding fan and walked out of Yinzhen's exclusive private room with a squinting smile.
After Jinxi and Yinzhen were left looking at each other, they breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that Chef Liu is in trouble. Book fans also like to read:."
"Why?"
"In the eyes of the prince, the only thing that can earn a lot of money for Xiteng Teahouse is the few new signature snacks developed by Chef Liu. As for the famous herbal tea in the teahouse, for a person who is used to drinking the best tea, As for the prince, how can he take it seriously?" Yinzhen lowered his eyelids so that Jinxi could not detect the thoughts behind his eyes.
"Does he know that Chef Liu is one of ours, yet he still dares to attack him?" Jin Xi curled her lips and muttered.
"He is the crown prince. He is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. As long as he wants to, there is really nothing he dares to do." Yinzhen snorted with a half-smile: "What's more, now he has recruited many new disciples. , Eat what he has, use what he has, without a stable source, I really need to find a way to get rich."
Jinxi was puzzled, "Prince... doesn't he have his own property? But I heard that all of you princes and elder brothers have their own sources of income, and none of them can only receive royal food without making money."
"You are right. If we only rely on the small amount of pocket money given to us by Emperor Ama, we will only be able to eat and drink. How can we have enough money to support so many disciples and counselors?" What he was referring to was what he said. The person is naturally Prince Yinreng.
How could Jinxi not hear it? She couldn't help but give him a funny look, "Why does it sound so sour? Do you actually care about it in your heart? You are not inferior to him in terms of ability or talent, so why should you? He can only develop on the business road, but he can look down on the world?"
"Where did you learn this argument? Do you need to be jealous of a tomorrow's defeated enemy?" Yinzhen listened to Jinxi's aggressive kicking, and couldn't help but slightly curling his lips, as if muttering to himself. One sentence: "If I really wanted to, how could I not be able to sit in his position?"
The implication is that he is really disdainful.
Although he was once familiar with the direction of this period of history, with him and Jinxi, two people who did not belong to this dynasty, oh, no, maybe there were more than just the two of them. Therefore, he had long stopped telling the story of this period of history. As a result, it is treated as a top priority. Just let everything take its course. Other book friends can read it normally:.
Before that, he would try his best to expand his career and look forward to one day establishing a unique business empire in the Qing Dynasty.
"Then again, do you know which prince will succeed to the throne in the future? I know it is Yongzheng. But where does Yongzheng rank? Are any of your brothers named Yongzheng?" Jinxi couldn't help but ask. The questions that have been lingering in her heart for a long time. If she doesn't ask clearly, she will choke to death. She is obviously from modern times, but he is a historical idiot. This feeling is really uncomfortable.
"Pfft!" When Yinzhen heard her question, he almost spit the tea he just drank in his mouth.
"Cough cough cough..." After a violent cough, "Cough, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Yinzhen quickly stopped smiling when he touched Jin Xi's flaming eyes.
"Aren't you one of the top five outstanding master's degree graduates in the school?" he blurted out subconsciously.
"Yes, but the postgraduate studies are not national history." Jin Xi sadly revealed the truth. Suddenly, she caught the words in his words, "Huh? I don't think I told you about my studies, right? How do you know?
"Tell me the truth, who are you?" Jinxi's questions became faster and faster.
Wow, now it seems that the truth must be revealed! Yinzhen sighed secretly, and while drinking tea, he explained softly: "I am Ying Hao."
"..." After a brief silence, an unbelievable scream erupted from the box: "Wha...what! Are you Ying Hao??!!!"
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He is Ying Hao! Ying Hao, the president of Hong Kong Ying's Shipping!
Oh... damn! How could it be such a coincidence?!
Although it had been a night since she learned the truth yesterday, Jinxi still couldn't help but scratch her scalp, almost turning her neat hair into a standard bird's nest.
"Ah! Princess, what's wrong with you? Are you dissatisfied with your slave's new hairstyle?" Upon seeing this, Jiangrui, the last wisteria flower in Yingxi's small building, re-combed Jinxi's long hair while blaming herself.
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Since Mo'er took over Huaguo Winery, and the newly recruited maids in Xiaolou have not yet completed Grandma Xing's rigorous and complicated pre-job training, Jiangrui has been fully responsible for Jinxi's personal affairs.
Although the hairstyle she wore today was something she learned from Siqing, the eldest maid of Xia Heyuan, just yesterday, and the technique may still be a bit rusty, but it wouldn't be as serious as letting Ge Ge scratch her hair!
"Oh haha...how could it be possible!" Jin Xi then realized that her unconscious little action had completely destroyed Jiang Rui's hair that she had carefully taken care of all morning. She stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and explained apologetically.
Said: "I...just remembered something, and I got confused in a hurry. I didn't mean to do it. Good Jiangrui, good sister, please forgive me!"
"Pfft!" Jiangrui couldn't help laughing when she saw that Jinxi was hugging her and acting coquettishly, "Yes, it was Jiangrui who misunderstood Gege. Jiangrui is guilty!"
After getting along for many years, Jiangrui has long been accustomed to Jinxi's somewhat weird way of speaking. In other words, in the words of the master, it is out of tune.
"By the way, is there nothing going on with E Niang today?" Jin Xi sat in front of the dressing table and asked, looking at Jiang Rui's clear image in the mirror.
Sure enough, it’s good to have money. Last year, Captain Torlock just spent five hundred taels of silver to transport two sets of ebony dressing tables from France. It’s true that you get what you pay for. Look at the carved copper table in front of you, which is half the height.
The clarity of the framed glass mirror was several times brighter than the rough glass mirrors made by Qing Dynasties sold in the market outside. I was so happy that my mother kept praising that the foreign products were really exquisite.
Also, in Western Europe, especially France, the tortoise-shell ebony furniture, bronze artistic mirrors, etc. that appeared among the aristocratic class in the 17th century were all famous for their luxury and sophistication throughout history.
Suddenly I thought of the complete set of ebony furniture that Captain Yinzhen Tolock ordered in France, and secretly wondered if it would be made into a luxurious Chinese and Western style furniture that combined French Baroque art style and Qing Dynasty classical beauty? If so, what if it was passed down to this day?
In the 21st century, I wonder how much the price will be charged! (To be continued)