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Chapter 49 Curly hair is a lick, not a dog
Xiaoer's uncle approached Yunwei by his collar, fearing that Yunwei would be dissatisfied, his uncle was eager to sell him.

Discount?

nonexistent.

It's just a free gift plus a discount.

Xiaoer's back felt cold, and he leaned back vigorously, trying to stay as far away from Miss Yun as possible.

The shrewd uncle seemed so stupid, he didn't see Prince Jing jealous.

No matter how tall, handsome, or talented a man is, he has the ability to be jealous.

Perhaps, the taciturn Prince Jing is more jealous than other men.

"His Royal Highness Prince Jing is a good master. He gave uncle a lot of money. This teahouse is very profitable.
... You go to inquire about it, our teahouse business is the best, the tea cakes shipped from the south are all new tea, the price is not high, often a few pots of tea can make up for the cost.

"My uncle knows how to run the business. A piece of tea cake can brew hundreds of pots of tea, and the rest is for making money."

Xiao Er explained in detail the treasurer's uncle's secret recipe for making money:

"So when Miss Yun accepts my uncle, there is no need to worry about him wasting food. You really don't need to give money. He can find money to buy vegetables and cook by himself, Miss Yun..."

"Why does it sound like you don't speak for me?" The shopkeeper said angrily, "I can't find the recipes of the Tan family. Believe it or not, my eldest sister can beat you to death?!"

Xiao Er's lips squirmed, and he protested in a low voice:
"I...I really like working in a teahouse, Uncle, I can meet a lot of people in the teahouse and hear a lot of news. Your biggest wish is to get back the recipes...I just want to run a teahouse.

"Looking at the people who came and went, listening to some interesting things they said, listening to the places they talked about. It seems that I have experienced the mountains and rivers of the Tianmu Dynasty myself."

"It's not that I don't want to serve Miss Yun, it's just that I expect more..."

Yunwei said: "Freedom!"

"Yes, it's freedom." Xiao Er's eyes brightened, "Get some rewards to support my mother and younger sister, so that they can wear new clothes every year and eat meat for every meal.

In a few years, I will marry a honest and honest fat daughter-in-law, who will give me two sons and a daughter. The whole family will guard the teahouse. After following Miss Yun, I will be very rich, but that is not the life I want. "

Yun Wei smiled and said, "I appreciate you quite a bit, little brother."

"Don't dare, dare not." The little second hand was at a loss as to what to do, and secretly glanced at Prince Jing, "I just like to think wildly, but it's actually quite good to serve Miss Yun."

"You idiot, if you find the Tan family's recipes, I can break my oath to cook, open a teahouse, open a restaurant to make a lot of money, you can marry a girl from a scholarly family."

The shopkeeper couldn't help but slapped his nephew on the head, "Young Master Cheng promised that in two years, you will be admitted into Fengziqi, and you will serve the prince in the future, maybe you can get a half-job as well.

"Many people thought about Tan's cuisine back then. Once the recipe came out..."

"There will be trouble?" Yun Wei said coldly: "Then I can't accept you anymore, I am the person who is most afraid of trouble."

"It's not the girl's trouble, it's that someone will come to me for a competition. I have to make a name for Tan Jiacai and tear off that person's hypocritical mask..."

The shopkeeper cried again while talking, regret, pain, guilt and other emotions mixed with the crying, which made people feel very sad.

"I thought there was no hope. I just wanted to use the prince's power to avenge my revenge. The ancestors of the Tan family built their lives on craftsmanship, and never flattered or flattered the powerful."

"I want to win. Tangtang beat him in cooking."

Yunwei said: "You and I go back first to prove that the recipe belongs to your Tan family, my mother will give you the recipe, but my mother has read the recipe and improved some dishes, adding some medicinal food, this should not be hated by you Bar."

"No, the Tan family's recipes can be preserved, and I am grateful to Lingtang on behalf of my eight generations of ancestors."

Shopkeeper Tan wiped away tears, "I will serve you Tong Lingtang for the rest of my life."

Yun Wei: "...No need. My mother and I are orphans and widowed. It's not good to leave a man at home. My mother is about to remarry. If she brings the shopkeeper there, my stepfather will misunderstand."

Mu Yang interrupted suddenly, "Is it Mr. Tong Yun? When is the wedding scheduled? Can I come to watch the ceremony? I can act as a witness to support the court."

"No need, my lord." Yunwei shook her head repeatedly, "Mr. Yun doesn't dislike my mother as a widow, he is also a widower, it's not that my mother is not worthy of him, and there is no need to seek backing for courage."

Mu Yang tapped his fingers on the table, his eyes were calm.

It seemed that Mu Yang was haunted by loneliness again, even in the lively crowd, he was still alone.

Yun Wei didn't look at Mu Yang's handsome face, and said after a while: "My mother can't afford to invite the prince. Mr. Yun is famous. When he got married, many people came to congratulate him. If the prince is not busy, you can go Yunfu..."

"As Lingtang's junior, I want to send Lingtang to marry with you."

Mu Yang is very solemn and sincere.

Yun Wei: "Does the lord know how to write an inch?"

"You don't know? I'll teach you. In fact, if you get an inch, you will naturally think more. It's human nature, and I can't be exempt. I'm just a scholar, and the road to immortality on land has been cut off."

"Last time when I went to Mr. Xunyun, I had a very unpleasant quarrel with Mr. Yun. It's really not good to go to the gate of Yunfu again, your stepbrother..."

Mu Yang thought for a while and said, "Another God's Son, but he has a fatal flaw, if he can overcome it, it's hard to be a master, and the ninth grade is very stable.

"If you can't get past it, your reputation will spread. The Son of Heaven's Blessed God makes people jealous, and often dies halfway before growing up."

He was a well-known son of God, and at that time he was chosen to continue Young Master Yang's martial arts and destroy his own foundation.

"Mr. Lingtang and Yun have a good relationship between the sexes, and you will inevitably encounter troubles in the future."

Mu Yang asked: "Have you thought about it?"

Yun Wei chuckled: "For the family, it will no longer be a trouble."

Mu Yang took a deep look at Yun Wei, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Young Master Yun is very lucky..."

Curly ran so that both ears seemed to fly up, and the dog rushed to Mu Yang from the outside with a net bag in its mouth.

Putting the net bag at his feet, the curly-haired claws scratched it twice, the net bag split, and the things inside were scattered.

There are rattles, clay figurines, sugar cubes, paper kites, and bamboo dragonflies.

Curly looked up at Mu Yang, and barked twice, "It's all yours, I'll give it all to you!"
"Where did the dog that stole the thing go? Catch it, kill it and eat the stew."

"Running really fast, grabbing everything, even the candy man I just bought for my son."

People who have lost things are surrounded by the teahouse, and they work together to find Curly.

(End of this chapter)