"Madam, are you really so reluctant to see this king?"
Helan Yanting looked at Feng Yunshu with a very aggrieved look and pouted.
Seeing this over - one - meter - eighty, tall and straight man pouting and acting coquettishly to show his grievance, Feng Yunshu was clearly angry, but she couldn't help but want to laugh.
"Don't you know what you've done yourself? And you still come to ask me. Come to me again when you've thought it through and are willing to tell me."
Saying so, Feng Yunshu turned away from Helan Yanting again and looked at Xiao Changfang. "Xiao Changfang, I haven't eaten yet. Hurry up and tell the cook to prepare some good dishes for me. Oh, right, be sure to make a few big drumsticks! I have something to talk to you about."
Xiao Changfang quickly nodded and told the waiter to pass on the order.
After giving the order, Xiao Changfang hesitated and looked at Helan Yanting. Because he was in awe of his skills and aura, he subconsciously moved closer to Feng Yunshu.
"Sister Feng, do you know him? It sounds like you're quite familiar..."
Feng Yunshu glanced at Helan Yanting and then looked at Xiao Changfang. "I'm not familiar with him. I just know him. Not very familiar. Let's go. Let's go to the private room upstairs."
Just as they were about to go up, Shopkeeper Jia walked over at this moment, looking embarrassed as he looked at Xiao Changfang and Feng Yunshu.
"Master, the chief, just now I went to the backyard to interrogate those people. I learned... I learned that today's incident was actually masterminded by the master's uncle. He paid these people to cause trouble. This..."
Xiao Changfang was a bit shocked after hearing this, and soon a look of dejection appeared on his face.
"Xiao Changfang, don't be sad. I know you definitely don't want to fall out with your uncle. But after your father passed away, instead of taking better care of you, your uncle has been squeezing you even more. He bullied you for being young and wanted to seize the management right of Wuxiang Tower."
Speaking of this, Feng Yunshu remembered the experiences of the original owner from childhood to adulthood. Thinking carefully, the former Feng Yunshu and Xiao Changfang did have a lot in common. However, Xiao Changfang was obviously much luckier than the original owner, because Feng Yunshu was here and wouldn't let Xiao Changfang suffer.
"Since your uncle insists on causing trouble, we don't need to show mercy. But for now, you're still young. Just study hard and learn more things. As for dealing with your uncle, leave it to me."
Since his parents passed away, Xiao Changfang had always pretended to be strong and had never shed tears. But in front of Feng Yunshu, he couldn't help but have his eyes moist again and again.
"Sister Feng, you and I are originally not related, but you're so good to Changfang... Changfang will definitely study hard and keep developing Wuxiang Tower. My goal is to open a Wuxiang Tower in every city in the Dan Kingdom and make Wuxiang Tower a well - known restaurant across the country!"
Feng Yunshu looked at Changfang. This young man had a heroic look between his eyebrows and a sense of righteousness all over his body. Especially with his full forehead and high - bridged nose, this was definitely a sign of great wealth and honor.
Feng Yunshu smiled and patted Xiao Changfang's head. "Sister Feng believes in you. Our Changfang will definitely achieve his goal and become one of the richest people in the Dan Kingdom!"
"Hehe..." Changfang smiled shyly. "Sister Feng, don't joke. I don't dare to think about being the richest man. I just want to develop Wuxiang Tower."
At that time, Changfang only thought that Feng Yunshu was just saying nice things to make him happy. Little did he know that the person in front of him was also a bit of an old fortune - teller.
Soon, they came to the private room upstairs. Feng Yunshu originally thought that Helan Yanting would probably follow up, but unexpectedly, when she turned around, she found that the man had left at some point.
Seeing Feng Yunshu turn around and look a few times, Ziyuan quickly said, "Miss, just now Ziyuan saw that King Helan had left. Miss, you don't need to look anymore."
Feng Yunshu blushed and quickly explained, "Who said I was looking at him? I wish he would leave quickly. I was still thinking about how to get rid of him, but unexpectedly he was quite sensible this time!"
After saying that, Feng Yunshu turned her head and didn't look back anymore. But the little spirit in her arms had her ear tips pinched by Feng Yunshu. It was numb and itchy. The little spirit was both amused and annoyed by the pinching.
The master was clearly sulking. The little spirit knew very well that this was Feng Yunshu's subconscious action when she was sulking - pinching her ear tips.
Feng Yunshu came this time because she wanted to tell Changfang some business suggestions for Wuxiang Tower.
"Changfang, to be honest, your Sister Feng is quite proficient in pharmacology. Coincidentally, your family's restaurant is related to food. So I'm thinking if we can combine the two. In this way, Wuxiang Tower will have a new special dish, which is medicinal cuisine."
Feng Yunshu's idea was very simple. Because in her previous life when she was cultivating immortality, one of the compulsory courses was alchemy. So she was relatively familiar with things related to pharmacology.
If she could research medicinal cuisine, it could not only be used as another special dish in Wuxiang Tower, but also these herbs could be used to refine pills. If these pills could be mass - produced, it would be another industry. They could cooperate with nearby pharmacies and sell them.
Feng Yunshu might not be able to guarantee success in other things, but in terms of the ability of alchemy and pharmacy, she dared to say that she was quite good at it.
Besides some tonic pills that were beneficial to the body, she also liked to study some poisonous herbs and develop some pills for pranks.
After hearing Feng Yunshu's suggestion, Changfang's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but clap his hands.
"Sister Feng, how are you so smart? Why didn't I think of this good idea! It's really a great idea. Medicinal cuisine can not only nourish the body of people who are in good health, but also help people with some diseases recover faster. Isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"
"Since you think it's feasible, then leave this matter to you. This is also a practice task for you, Changfang."
"You have to find some experienced old doctors to get some prescriptions for tonics. After getting the prescriptions, you have to find a reliable herb merchant, because we will definitely use herbs for a long - term. We have to ensure their good quality. And then, it's about how to promote the medicinal cuisine in the restaurant. These are all problems you need to solve."
While listening, Changfang memorized these things in his mind. After listening, he quickly nodded and patted his chest. "Sister Feng, you can just leave this matter to me with confidence. It's also a kind of exercise for me. I will definitely complete these tasks well. Sister Feng, just wait and see the results!"
The matter was almost discussed, and they had almost finished their meal. The table was full of her favorite dishes, and Feng Yunshu ate quite happily.
"Okay, I've told you everything I need to. I'll also come and have a look from time to time in the future. If you encounter any problems, you can tell me at any time. It's getting late and I should go back and rest."
After being full of wine and food, Feng Yunshu got up and was about to go back. She turned around and saw that the little spirit was on a low table beside, "fighting hard" with a big drumstick in her hand.
"Little spirit, aren't you full yet? How many drumsticks is this?"
The little spirit grabbed the drumstick with one hand and looked up at Feng Yunshu. She opened her mouth and let out a "burp..."
Feng Yunshu and Ziyuan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"If you eat any more, you'll turn into a little piggy! Come on, let's go home."
The little spirit reluctantly took a last bite of the drumstick and was obediently picked up by Ziyuan. The master and servant left Wuxiang Tower and returned to the prime minister's mansion.