The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 83 divorce (1)

"This matter depends on the third uncle. Regarding the cook, you can sign the certificate of life and death, and then divide them into categories, such as soup for soup, and hot dishes for hot dishes. Implement smiling service, etiquette, and regional management. The price is different in each region, you can afford it, you can go anywhere, and the recipes should be exquisite.”

Mo Qingcheng said it according to the modern hotel management method. The current hotel management is already very complete and more humane.

You Maozhe's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he spoke a little excitedly.

"How did you come up with these ideas, not bad."

You Maozhe likes to visit mountains and rivers, but also likes to do business, but his family has been a general for generations, so if he knows this, he probably won't agree.

Mo Qingcheng knew You Maozhe's concerns, and smiled.

"If the family disagrees, we will do it secretly, but apart from the recipe, money and manpower, it seems that there is nothing."

"The third uncle has money, manpower, and you don't have to worry about the location."

When You Maozhe heard Mo Qingcheng's words, he was immediately excited, and it was fine if he couldn't do it secretly.

"Then I'll trouble Uncle San, I'll sort out the recipe later, and I'll have some ideas of mine, and let Xiaoxi send them to you."

You Maozhe, who ate a meal, felt very comfortable in his heart, and Mo Qingcheng felt very comfortable with the third uncle.

Knowing that Mo Qingcheng had no money, before leaving, he gave Mo Qingcheng another few hundred taels of silver notes, and Mo Qingcheng didn't even have time to say no.

"Miss, what about this?"

Looking at the bank note in her hand, Xiao Xi's eyes became straight, she had never seen so much money before.

"Accept it! The third uncle's wish."

Since it was the other party's wish, she accepted it. At the same time, Mo Qingcheng, who didn't have much emotion, felt a little more warmth in her heart. This is a relative, and the feeling of being cared about seems pretty good.

Beisheng Kingdom, Imperial Palace.

In the imperial study room, the emperor Di Yuanmin looked at Di Jiuyang helplessly. For this most satisfied and beloved son, Di Yuanmin wanted to get close to him, but Di Jiuyang always avoided him.

Today, it is actually rare to enter the palace, and even ran to the imperial study.

"Yang'er, is lunch available?"

Di Jiuyang was sitting on a chair beside him, with an inexplicable light in his peach-blossom pupils, his head was slightly lowered, his eyes fell on the jade wrench in his hand, his left hand turned slightly, his expression was unpredictable.

Since childhood, Di Jiuyang's temperament has been relatively calm. When he grows up, even his father can hardly guess what he is thinking.

"It's been used. I'm here today because I have something to say."

It was rare for Di Jiuyang to be so solemn. Di Yuanmin put down the memorial in his hand, looked at Di Jiuyang seriously, and spoke softly.

"What's the matter?"

Di Yuanmin was surprised that Di Jiuyang had never come to him for anything since he was a child, and even the next emperor had to be approved by Di Jiuyang. For official business, Di Jiuyang would send someone to send a letter. It was the first time that he was so solemn. , Di Yuanmin became more interested.

Di Jiuyang raised his head and looked directly into Di Yuanmin's eyes, with an unpredictable smile on his lips.

"Does the emperor know about Mo Qingcheng? She is Di Zihang's fiancée."

Hearing this, Di Yuanmin reprimanded with some displeasure. After so many years, he still speaks like this.

"Yang'er, I am your father, you can't"

Di Yuanmin was the most helpless towards this son. At first he wanted to give the throne to compensate Di Jiuyang, but he was rejected. Now Di Yuanmin doesn't know what to do, and there is no need to care about Di Jiuyang.

"I want the emperor to withdraw the engagement."

"Why?"

(End of this chapter)