Poison doctor Niangzi Shanlihan

Chapter 2191 Not Dead

That's why I can't wait to go to the capital to see the world, and I want to improve my knowledge, for fear of being hindered.

Since they agreed to him, they naturally knew that Li Qiao's small shop was nothing, and maybe it was given to Zhao Zitian in the end.

As for Zhao Yingchun and Yang Cheng, Lin Xiaofu and Zhao Zicheng have never expressed their views, and they also want to see how Yang Cheng will go in the future.

On the other side of the capital, Yayueju canceled Zhao Yingchun's share, and she will always have to make up her share in the future.

Zhao Zicheng's current wealth and status are not short of this money.

When Zhao Zicheng came back with his two children, there were three women talking behind him. They were the mothers of Liu Gengsheng, Li Tiesheng, and Wang Xiang, and they each held a bamboo basket in their hands.

The three of them greeted Lin Xiaofu warmly in the courtyard, and chatted for a few more words, and they didn't leave until the three young men appeared at the back door of the shop.

Lin Xiaofu smelled some food, and there should be baked mooncakes, lotus leaf beggar chicken made in the oven, and some pumpkin crisps in their baskets.

Presumably it was left over from the shop's business today, or it was specially made for them as a Mid-Autumn Festival benefit.

Lin Xiaofu didn't ask.

At this time, Zhao Changlu called Zhao Zicheng from the shop to help close the shop door.

The clerk and the cook have all left, obviously there is no business, and they will close earlier.

"Today we are all order business, and there are not many scattered customers." Seeing the second sister-in-law looking towards the shop, Zhao Yingchun hastily explained.

The order is finished, and there are no individual customers coming in at the moment, of course it is closed.

At this time, Zhao Zitian and Yang Zhao came forward with trays.

Lin Xiaofu realized that he was going to have dinner when he saw it, so he got up quickly and gave Zhao Yingchun a hand.

When the month is old, sometimes the movements are not so flexible. Taking advantage of this, Lin Xiaofu thought of something and asked Zhao Yingchun's sleeping position, telling her what is the best way.

These have been told a long time ago, but I am afraid that she will not pay attention to it.

But seeing that the fetus is normal, I know there is nothing to worry about.

Not long after, two round tables were set up on the first floor in the middle of the shop, and rich food and wine were served on the tables, one for men, one for women and children.

Zhao Yue was led by Zhao Chenshi, Lin Xiaofu hugged An'er and put her in a high chair.

This kind of high chair for children was also given by her back then, and she prepared a few in the shop, in case any guest brought a child to eat, they could use it.

Such considerate service will leave a good impression on customers and increase the business of repeat customers.

Now not only their Zhao family restaurant, even some other restaurants have begun to appear this kind of chairs.

It's just that other restaurants are mainly engaged in the business of male customers and wives, and there are not many such opportunities.

On the contrary, it is not as good as Zhao's Restaurant. The theme is all kinds of food, and the way of eating is very popular among children. Some wealthy families will also bring their children out to eat.

When they went out of Beijing all the way, they brought such chairs with them so that An'er could take the seats, but they didn't bring them today.

After everyone was seated, Lin Xiaofu looked at Mrs. Zhao and Zhang who also came to sit down at the table with a straight face, and was slightly taken aback, but soon he took the initiative to speak.

"Grandma, how are you doing recently?"

"Thanks to you, I'm not dead yet." Zhao Zhang's eyes darkened, and his tone was not kind.

"That's good. I don't have to worry about food and clothing, my body is healthy, and my children and grandchildren are full. What could be more perfect than this?"

Lin Xiaofu smiled slightly, not at all affected by Zhao and Zhang's malicious provocation, as if they were just talking about a very ordinary thing, rather than a quarrel that was about to explode.

(End of this chapter)