Evil Boss Comes Again

When the man heard Yan Qingyi's words, he was afraid.

He looked at Yan Qingyi with a look of fear, and then he walked away.

You're kidding. Now she's covered by the emperor. Who dares to make trouble? Unless you want to die!

Those who came to buy tofu, all clapped their hands and said that Yan Qingyi was powerful!

Yan Qingyi said: "everyone, I'm sorry to let you see the joke. All right, buy it and cook. "

Finish saying, Yan Qingyi hands Chu Shang and Ouyang Ziqing a look, go in to cook.

Chu Shang immediately followed up, leaving Ouyang Ziqing and Yang Yun to sell tofu here.

"Their tofu is really good. I've been eating it for more than a month. Even if it's all tofu, I don't feel bored!"

"No, my grandson loves it. He always clamors about tofu."

"When he is old, he often makes me something hard. When I went out this morning, he also told me to buy tofu, otherwise he would not eat, ha ha

"Well, their tofu is not only cheap, but also better than others'"

"Of course, the emperor still eats tofu every day. If the tofu is not good, can the emperor eat it?"

Listening to them talking, Ouyang Ziqing's face could not help but smile.

Ouyang Ziqing didn't expect Yan Qingyi to sell tofu so well before, because he thought it was just white bean curd. A dollar was just a few Wen. But what he didn't expect was that many people lined up at the gate to buy it every day!

Even today's emperor, the tofu is also full of praise.

More than ten plates of tofu were sold out after two hours.

After closing the door, Ouyang Ziqing went to eat the meal first, and then came to count the money sold today.

After eating, Chu Shang went to Keman restaurant to deliver tofu.

Yan Qingyi was about to have a rest when there was a knock on the door.

She handed Yang Yun a look, and Yang Yun went to open the door.

A monk in a light yellow robe stood at the door, looking at his age, and estimated that he was in his forties.

Seeing the monk, Yan Qingyi went to him and asked politely, "master, can I help you?"

Ouyang Ziqing stopped to move the abacus and looked at the monk who came in.

After the monk put his hands together and declared a Buddhist name, he said: "benefactor, I'm a monk from Qingye temple. I heard that you sell good tofu, so I came to ask the benefactor if you could send some tofu to the temple on the mountain every day!"

Monks are all vegetarians, and this tofu is a solid vegetable. I heard that the tofu was so good that the monk of Qingye Temple naturally wanted to buy it.

However, Yan Qingyi did not expect that the monks of Qingye temple also wanted to buy their tofu!

Yan Qingyi said: "master, that's it. I'll give you ten catties of tofu every day. As for money, I don't want it."

Yan Qingyi's grandfather is a Buddhist, more or less, she was also influenced by some.

The monk nodded and said, "in that case, thank you very much."

"Yes, master." Yan Qingyi looked at Yang Yun, "Yang Yun, you send a master."

"Yes, sister Aran." Yang Yun nodded and sent the monk away.

Ouyang Ziqing said, "ah ran, do you really want to send tofu to Qingye temple outside the city every day?"