If you don't work hard to farm the fields, you will inherit the throne with the prince.

Chapter 55 The Inn Opens

These bullying and hard-boiled hooligans were afraid that Uncle Yu would really kill them, and they were all trembling with fear.

"My lord, we know we were wrong."

"My lord, please don't kill me!"

The shadow of death hangs over the hearts of this group of land hooligans. How did they know that this young couple who just opened an inn has such a strong background, and they can't afford to provoke them at all.

Qin Che glanced coldly at the people kneeling on the ground, and walked out of the courtyard slowly.

There were many poor people living in the small courtyard in the east of the city. It was dark at this time, and they were reluctant to use oil lamps in order to save money, and the streets were even darker.

Fortunately, Qin Che's eyesight was good, even in pitch darkness, he could walk back to the street accurately.

After coming out of the East Street, Qin Che walked back to the inn along the street paved with bluestone slabs.

In the inn, Mrs. Zhao took Xie Zhiqi to rest.

Xie Mingyu's room was still bright.

Seeing that Qin Che had returned, Aunt Yu quickly carried two buckets of hot water and went upstairs.

Xie Mingzhu heard Qin Che's footsteps, quickly put away the jade plaque, opened the door as if nothing had happened, and said cheerfully to Qin Che who was standing next to him, "Qin Che, are you back?"

Qin Che looked at Xie Mingzhu who had just taken a shower, and said softly, "Aunt Yu, dry Mingzhu's hair."

Xie Mingzhu's hair is a bit long now, she washed her hair while taking a bath.

She thought that it would be fine to wet her hair once in a while, so she ignored her.

However, Qin Che's sharp eyes saw her wet hair hanging loose at a glance.

Aunt Yu was shocked, but on the surface she said respectfully, "Okay."

Xie Mingzhu had no choice but to lie on the bed, let Aunt Yu wipe Xie Mingzhu's hair with a dry cotton towel, and slowly dry Xie Mingzhu's hair with charcoal fire.

After Xie Mingzhu's wet hair was dried, Aunt Yu quietly exited Xie Mingzhu and Qin Che's room.

Xie Mingzhu didn't like loose hair very much, mainly because it was too long, and it was not very convenient to do things with loose hair. She quickly braided her long hair into a braid, and let it hang down at will.

As soon as Qin Che sat beside Xie Mingzhu, Xie Mingzhu smelled a faint smell of blood.

"Qin Che, are you injured?"

Qin Che shook his head, "No."

Xie Mingzhu wondered, "Why do I smell blood?"

Qin Che said calmly, "Is it possible that I got infected somewhere?"

"possible."

Xie Mingzhu yawned slightly.

She had just taken a bath and was about to check out the study of Qiangguo when Qin Che came back. Xie Mingzhu didn't know that she made tofu in front of so many people today, and made so many dishes about tofu. Here, will there be rewards?

"Sleepy?" Qin Che asked.

Xie Mingzhu nodded and said, "I'm going to sleep first."

She was carrying Qin Che on her back. She wanted to pretend to sleep for a while. After Qin Che fell asleep, she would slowly check the points of learning the power of the country. However, today was making tofu and cooking. After a while, I really fell asleep.

Qin Che looked at the sleeping Xie Mingzhu, and involuntarily stretched out his hand to gently stroke Xie Mingzhu's hair.

The calm heart, like being thrown a stone by someone, rippled and rippled round and round.

Before he knew it, Xie Mingzhu was already in Qin Che's heart.

This night, for the local hooligans, was an extremely painful night.

Each of them felt like a guillotine was hanging above their heads, and it would fall down at any moment.

The sky was gray and bright, and the local hooligans who were afraid of death hurried to the county government and surrendered.

The county magistrate was really stunned by the behavior of the local hooligans.

They have to be punished according to the law and punished according to the law. At one time, these local hooligans even thought that staying in prison was much safer than staying outside.

The county magistrate looked at the rogues scrambling to get into the cell, and felt that he was tired and panicked.

Can these local hooligans be afraid of becoming such a person?

Besides Mr. Yu, who else?

Lord Yu personally taught these little bastards a lesson, does that mean he has a big opinion on him?

The heart of the county magistrate is up and down!
I was afraid that something I didn't do well enough would attract Mr. Yu.

On the other side, Xie Yunli, who hadn't slept all night, returned to the inn on South Street carrying a plaque of "Yunlai Inn".

"Pearl."

As soon as Xie Mingzhu heard Xie Yunli's voice, she trotted to Xie Yunli's side and asked, "Father, what are you carrying?"

"Look carefully."

Xie Mingzhu was shocked when she saw it!
"Father, this is..."

Xie Yunli looked at Qin Che and Xie Mingzhu with eyes full of expectation, and said in a gentle voice, "When Mingzhu got married, we didn't prepare any decent dowry for her. This plaque is a blessing from your parents."

This is a plaque full of paternal love, Xie Mingzhu's eyes were red.

Qin Che greeted Uncle Yu and hung up the freshly baked plaque.

Xie Mingzhu and Zhao Shi stood on the street watching Uncle Yu, Xie Mingyu and Xie Yunli hang up the plaque.

The owner of the bookstore next door looked at the name and asked with a smile, "Are you opening today?"

"Correct."

Xie Mingzhu thought it would be better to hit the sun than to choose a date, so she decided to open today.

After the plaque was hung, customers came to buy tofu one after another.

County towns are no better than small towns. There are fewer people in small towns, and the consumption power is not enough. Relatively speaking, county towns are a little better. What's more, tofu is a new thing, and everyone is willing to buy it and try it out.

Xie Mingzhu said to the guests with a smile all over her face: "We have to wait a little longer for the tofu, we haven't started making it yet, why don't you come back around noon?"

"Row."

Xie Mingzhu will be more motivated when business comes to her door.

Grinding soybeans and making tofu are so busy.

Qin Che was worried that Xie Mingzhu would be exhausted, so he said, "Mingzhu, will you accompany me to the vegetable market?"

"it is good."

Xie Mingzhu didn't hesitate, and directly handed over the work of grinding beans to Aunt Yu, and went to Caishikou with Qin Che.

The entrance of the vegetable market is not big, and some local vegetables and dried goods are sold, and there is only one stall selling chicken, duck and fish.

When walking to the pork stall, Xie Mingzhu watched the butcher throw a piece of fat sausage on the ground.

In my mind, a sudden inspiration appeared!

The inn only has tofu, but also meat. What is more convenient than making braised pork?

"Shopkeeper, how do you sell this pig's head?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and said, "Twenty copper plates a catty."

Under normal circumstances, people seldom eat pig heads, and pig heads are only found when dead people or sacrifices are made.

"Then where are you pigs going into the water?"

The common people these days don't have much money in their pockets, and they only like fat pork when they eat it. No one wants lean meat, bones, pig offal, etc. at all.

Xie Mingzhu, who wanted to make braised pork, bought a lot of them casually.

Mrs. Zhao looked at the fat intestines and pork belly bought by Xie Mingzhu, and asked, "Mingzhu, why did you buy these? It was a waste of money. Your grandfather fed them to dogs!"

　Baby, please recommend tickets and monthly tickets~
　　
　
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