Bai Ling took advantage of the time difference in space and wrote the plan before handing it over to Duan Yulang for implementation.
With the Duan family's connections and abilities, Duan Yulang only needs to put in some initial effort and wait for the money to be collected.
"You have good skills. Are you sure you want to stay with me as a bodyguard... Uh! I mean, as a bodyguard?" After letting Uncle Zhong and the young man go through a few tricks, Bai Ling asked again.
"Sister, aren't you willing?" the young boy asked.
"It doesn't cost a few taels of silver to protect myself with multiple thugs, so I am naturally willing." Bai Ling asked with a smile: "Since you have decided to stay, you have to tell me your name, right?"
"Sister, just call me Linzi." The young boy replied.
"Okay, from now on when I go out, you will stay with me, but when I don't let you take action, you can't take action at will unless you are in danger." Bai Ling warned.
"No problem." Lin Zi agreed.
"I want to go for a walk outside the city. You go prepare the carriage and set off after a cup of tea."
After Bai Ling finished explaining, he turned to Uncle Zhong and said:
"In the small flower hall of my room, there are several boxes of pills, all of which are labeled with their efficacy and usage. Uncle Zhong also took a bottle and asked a carpenter to make labels, instructions, and shelves for that category."
"Yes, girl." Uncle Zhong glanced at Lin Zi. He was worried about this boy of unknown origin, but he couldn't let his master lose face in person, so he didn't say anything.
As for why there were several boxes of pills in Bai Ling's room, Uncle Zhong just assumed that Bai Ling had someone send them secretly, which seemed reasonable. After all, there were still many capable people around Bai Ling.
"Why are you still here? Don't you know where the carriage is?" Seeing that Lin Zi hadn't left yet, Bai Ling asked.
"Sister, aren't you going to the restaurant?" Lin Zi hesitated for a moment, then asked.
"Restaurant?" Bai Ling was startled.
"This is the restaurant where I was forced to have a kiss that day. I thought my sister would go there and have a look." Lin Zi had expectations in his eyes.
Looking at Lin Zi suspiciously, Bai Ling couldn't guess why he was interested in the restaurant or the people in the restaurant.
"You can also take a look along the way," Bai Ling said.
The corners of Lin Zi's mouth raised slightly, and he immediately turned around to hitch the carriage.
Bai Ling narrowed his eyes and made a gesture, and immediately a secret guard appeared.
"Has Lin Zi been in his room these days?" Bai Ling asked.
"Yes." The secret guard replied simply and neatly.
"Keep an eye on Lin Zi, don't let him discover your presence, and save his life if necessary." Bai Ling ordered.
The secret guard retreated in response, while Bai Ling went back to the house and took a large box of hand cream from the space as an excuse to go to the restaurant.
The restaurant is about to reopen, and the job of hiring people will be left to the loyal boy from before.
The old man taught his son and daughter how to cook in the kitchen in the backyard.
When Bai Ling was invited to the backyard, she was listening to the old man's sharp words teaching her little granddaughter, but she didn't show her usual kindness at all.
"Ru'er, you chose to be a chef, so you have to endure the hardships. It's just the beginning. If you can't persist, you can give up." The old man said sternly.
"Dad, Ru'er is still too young. It's inevitable that he won't be able to carry such a heavy pot of sand..." the young woman explained.
"Shut up! The chef's skill in handling the spoon will affect the taste of the dishes. If he can't even lift a pot of sand, how can he handle the spoon? The whole restaurant is counting on me to support it alone. It's simply impossible. It's better to hire someone new.
Cook." The old man shouted.
The young woman looked at her daughter with beads of sweat on her forehead distressedly, raised her trembling hands to wipe the sweat on her forehead, and said no more.
"Mom, I can persevere." Ru'er said firmly.
Seeing Ru'er holding the iron pot again, her wrists were already extremely red and swollen, Bai Ling hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.
"Everything must be done step by step. Although I am eager for my child to become a successful child, I cannot forget Ru'er's age. If she hurts her wrist while she is still growing, she will not be able to lift heavy objects for the rest of her life. Then the gain will outweigh the loss."
Pulling Ru'er aside, Bai Ling pretended to take out a bottle of medicinal wine from his sleeve and applied it to her red and swollen wrist.
"Don't say Ru'er, even my wife can't be in a hurry for success. It all depends on her physical condition. I'm anxious about results, so why not buy a boy to help in the kitchen? He can learn quickly and hold the deed of prostitution in his hand.
Don’t worry about being stolen.”
"As for Mrs. Sister-in-law and Ru'er, it's better to start with cold dishes, learn how to make ingredients, observe the cooking process, etc. After doing physical work for a period of time, your wrists will be stronger, and then try to increase the practice little by little. When you can cook independently,
It’s also twice the result with half the effort.”
The young woman put her hands behind her back, her fingertips trembling.
I always thought that I was too useless to keep up with the process taught by my father-in-law, but I never thought that there was another way to go.
The old man sighed and threw the spatula on the stove, "I am impatient. I am always afraid that I will suddenly pass away. By then, the mother and daughter have not learned the craft yet, and the restaurant will not be able to continue. I'm sorry, ancestors,
It also leaves them with no support for life.”
"Grandpa will be fine. Ru'er wants grandpa to live a long life!" Ru'er ran to the old man's side and hugged his waist.
The old man smiled happily and took Ru'er's hand, feeling heartbroken.
"It's Bai Ling who said too much. I wish I didn't blame him." Bai Ling apologized.
Suddenly, his hand was empty and the medicinal wine was taken away by Lin Zi. Bai Ling was stunned and saw Lin Zi walking behind the young woman, taking her hand and rubbing her wrist.
"What are you doing? Let me go quickly?" The young woman was startled and immediately broke away.
"If you don't use medicine on your wrist, you won't be able to use it in the future." Lin Zi said in a muffled voice.
"Men and women are not intimate, how could you..." The young woman was angry. After seeing Lin Zi raise his head, his eyes were confused for a moment.
"I'm not an adult yet, you're old enough to be my mother." Lin Zi replied, more like he was explaining to others, but his movements never stopped.
Bai Ling looked at the young woman and then at Lin Zi, and he understood why Lin Zi insisted on coming to the restaurant.
But Lin Zi's expression showed distress, but no inappropriate emotions, proving that he didn't have any evil intentions.
'You're old enough to be my mother', Lin Zi's words replayed in his mind, Bai Ling wasn't sure if Lin Zi had discovered something or if he had recognized the wrong person.
"I'm sorry, this child has lost his mother since he was a child. Please bear with me. He definitely doesn't mean any harm." Bai Ling explained awkwardly, but did not replace what Lin Zi had done.
The old man was not happy at first, but Bai Ling had already apologized, and Lin Zi looked like a young boy in his early ten years, and there was no lust for beauty in his eyes, so it was not easy to care.
"Miss Bai is here today, but you have something to do? Let's go to the study to talk." The old man took off his apron and said.
"No need, I thought that Ru'er might hurt her hands if she wanted to learn cooking, so I gave her a box of special hand cream. A woman's appearance is important, but her hands are her second face, so they can't be rough.
Got it." Bai Ling smiled and waved to Ru'er, teaching her how to apply it for better absorption.
"Thank you, sister. When sister's Hua Xiangrong opens, Ru'er will definitely use her private money to patronize it." Ru'er thanked her sincerely.
In the kitchen these days, the skin on my hands has not become so good, but after applying hand cream, I feel much better.
"This is better than what Hua Xiangrong sells. If you want to use it, my sister can give it to you." Bai Ling said with a smile.
Hua Xiangrong's skin care products only add a very small amount of spiritual spring water, which is naturally more effective than those that cannot be used by oneself. Otherwise, Hua Xiangrong will not bloom for a long time, let alone be passed down to the world. (To be continued)