Zhanxian

Zhao Qingyun finally woke up in severe pain. His legs had been fixed with splints, but the sharp pain came from time to time, making him bitter.

After waking up for a while, Zhao Qingyun realized that he was in a slow swallowing cow truck, surrounded by several of his own guards, his face was swollen to make a final bandage.

Bewildered for half a day, Zhao Qingyun only remembered what had happened. He just tried to get angry and moved away, but caused a severe pain. If you want to scold me, your mouth hurts so badly, you swollen up so tall that you can't even say a word.

When his son woke up, four guards rushed up to check it out. A guard finally spoke intermittently about what had happened.

In fact, there was nothing special about them being thrown out by a few runways, then waking up on a few barrels of rude cold water, handing over to them the guy with the broken legs, dropping a sign and telling them to go home.

“We saw the sign. It's the sign of the head of the palace's royal dining room.” Another guard burst into tears and grabbed the sign in front of Zhao Qingyun's eyes: “The director Zhao, should be the director of Miyagi's dining room. Those running the hall are good players who have practiced martial arts, but they all look like princes. ”

Broken legs by people in the palace, Zhao Qingyun is just another dude, and he knows that he can't find this scene. If he doesn't look for his back account, he's already polite. If he doesn't know how good it is, he won't break his legs from light-haired hair next time.

With this in mind, Zhao Qingyun sucked in a breath of cold air and was afraid after a while. I can't even feel the pain of a broken leg.

He was just wondering, what exactly is that Liu Yun Dining Estate, how can there be the director of the kung fu dining room to be in charge there, even the runner of the hall is a master who has studied kung fu?

“Of course it's the first time to taste a good meal!” Gongsun Ling is holding a plate of seemingly ordinary scrambled eggs in front of Yang Chen at this moment: “How can I send it to you as quickly as possible if my legs and legs are not good? ”

This is the constant insistence of Gongsun Ling, all the dishes are made at the first time for Yang Chen to taste, so as to maintain the best flavour.

Liuyun Rice Zhuang's cooks are all apprentices of Grand Sun Ling. Of course, most of them have a different identity, the royal chefs of the surrounding countries. Deliberately sent to Liuyun Restaurant to learn to cook.

In addition to the royal kitchen, the royal dining rooms of the general government of Zhuhou are equipped with the chief supervisor, not only to learn to cook, but also to serve dishes, even to learn how to taste a dish so as not to ruin the sales of a dish, etc.

These people, who happen to be the stewards and runners of Liuyun Restaurant, are obliged to serve the famous eaters everywhere. Of course, some of the eaters are old jobs, but some want to knock these people out, not enough.

Not only at Liu Yun Dining Estate, but also at Cold Plum Tea Estate and Snow Dance Distillery, there are essentially similar people, who are experts in learning tea making and winemaking from various countries, as well as service staff at distilleries and teahouses.

Good water from all over the place is pulled over, as is good tea from all over the place, good rice from all over, just so that the winemaker from the winery and the master tea maker from the estate can make the best wine and the most beautiful tea.

Top tea and wine are royal tributes of every country, and ordinary people want to buy them, no matter how tall they are and how much wealth they have, they can only buy them once.

As for Bixia Art House, it's not just about making jewelry. In fact, you can find it from Bixia Art House as long as you wear it from head to toe.

Likewise, the most exquisite materials from all over the place were delivered to this side of the vehicle for the master to choose from. The best things, too, have been divided among the royal families of countries without being seen by outsiders, rich and stately, but only to get some second-rate goods.

Even so, these so-called second-class colors are famous in time, and countless people are crazy and admirable.

As early as a few years ago, the owners of the town of Qixia had established extraordinary contacts with the royal families of the countries around them, and no matter what happened, there were people from the interior of the countries who sent them. Zhao Qingyun didn't know any of these secrets. He thought he was amazing. He came up and broke his leg.

Naturally, the owner of Qixia Town is Yang Chen, the master of Bixia Art Fang is Gao Yue, the tea master of Cold Plum Tea Room is Shi Shanshan, the cook of Liuyun Rice Estate is Sun Ling, and the winemaker of Snow Dance Winery is Sun Qingxue. Everyone here is running their favorite kind of thing, but they've had a lot of freedom.

Even the royal families of nations would never have thought that real good things would never be given to them. They think that first-rate, first-rate goods, in the eyes of four women, don't even meet the standards, they're just uninvited corner goods.

Running these is also an experience, an experience in life. Even the experience of four women is more thorough than that of many monks, practicing directly in the mortal world.

Even if the royal family is responsible for troubleshooting, many times the Fourth Lady receives the Guest herself, and she bargains for the price, a life that was almost impossible in their eyes before, but here it is a family meal.

The more people we touch, the more peaceful our minds are. This is not in any way a process of contact with the brothers, and even if there were more contact with the brothers, it would not feel that way.

On the one hand, the four women prefer the other, and they can stay with their husband every day. Not practicing, not closing, not discussing cultivation, purely the feeling of living with a husband.

There is no sect, there is no exorcism, some are just short parents, some are just things they like, some are just the love of the husband who will not feel almost all the time, this feeling even makes the four women a little drunk, I wish this life would just continue and never end.

“Power is also an invisible force, but sometimes it works better than brute force.” Yang Chen often said that, in fact, the women did recognize the power of power, and also used the fires of purity. Naturally, there is also a better understanding of the concept of momentum.

“Besides, since you're in the middle of nowhere, can't you stay so young and beautiful?” Yang Chen looked at the four beautiful and delicate wives and said with a smile: “Mortals have a life of mortals, they live and die sick. Why should they all feel it? Otherwise, what else does that mean? From today on, you're all going to slowly become middle-aged, and then you're getting older. That's right!” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)