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Chapter 63 The bastard in ancient times who wanted to concentrate on his career 27

A group of people supported each other and limped away.

After saying harsh words, he ran away.

"What did he just say? Did you understand?"

Ye Shaoming didn't understand, it was really unclear.

"Well, they probably won't let us go and make us wait."

Yuan Xi kindly gave him an answer.

That is to say, Yuan Xi has sharp ears and eyes, but others may not be able to hear clearly.

The farce was over, and the people watching the excitement dispersed one after another. Hemu finally squeezed to the front and saw Yuan Xi and Qingzhu. He was surprised and resentful at the same time. Finally, he encouraged himself that he must become Qingzhu No. 2.

The boy who went to call for help came late with the patrol team of the city protection department.

"Master, are you okay?"

Siyuan was sweating profusely and didn't even bother to wipe it off. He was breathing heavily and caring about Song Yuanhua.

"I'm fine. Ye San was seriously injured. I asked you to call someone, but they didn't come back for a long time. When the matter is over, you can bring someone over here as an afterthought."

Song Yuanhua said the word "hindsight" very loudly. It seemed that he was scolding the young man, but in fact he was scolding the people in the city protection department.

The people in the city protection department could only laugh along and pretend not to understand. As long as it was not pointed at their noses and scolded, they would pretend they didn't know. If they were pointed at their noses and scolded, they would pretend to be stupid. There is no way, none of the young masters in Yanjing City have any background, and they cannot afford to offend any of them, so they can only pretend to be grandsons. Sometimes they are also responsible for the aftermath, like now, carrying two boys who were knocked unconscious to the hospital.

Ye Shaoming's injuries were carefully examined by a doctor, who confirmed that they were all flesh injuries and were treated with medicine. The wound no longer hurt, and he clamored to treat Yuan Xi to dinner again.

At noon, it was time for lunch, but they were unlucky enough to meet Chang Ze at the door of the restaurant. The two sides quarreled until the end, and no one had a bite of food. Yuan Xi didn't shirk it. It happened to be a chance to see Yanjing's restaurants. There were quite a few restaurants that he had heard about in Lu'an County.

There are hundreds of restaurants, large and small, in Yanjing. There are three most famous restaurants, two in the inner city and one in the outer city.

"Let's go to Cyclamen. His family is good at making mutton and medicinal food. It happens to be cold, so let's go drink some mutton soup to warm us up."

Ye Shaoming suggested, and no one else objected, to take a carriage to the inner city.

"Speaking of which, brother Yuan Xi, do you know whose property Cyclamen belongs to?"

While chatting on the carriage, Ye Shaoming familiarly called Yuan Xi brother, and he was very close to him.

Yuan Xi looked at Song Yuanhua, "Could it be the property of the Hou Mansion?"

Song Yuanhua nodded, with a calm expression and a bit of pride in his tone, "It was my mother's dowry, and it was given to me later. It used to be a restaurant, but the business was deserted. It's much better now."

After all, they are her own sons, and it is normal practice to be involved in the industry. When Mrs. Hou's children reach a certain age, she will give them a few shops to practice their skills, so that they will not be deceived by servants in the future. The profit of the shop is their small treasury. Who can not be active? If you really have no business talent, you can also choose to rent out the shop, which is also a source of income.

Seeing his expression begging for praise, Yuan Xi felt funny and complimented him a few times.

"No, how do you know it's the Song family's property?"

Without Yuan Xi's need to answer, Yang Qiming touched his head sympathetically, "If you don't look at Song Er when you speak, brother Yuan Xi probably won't know either."

Ye Shaoming was not convinced and began to count his contributions to Cyclamen along the way to prove his intelligence.

Yuan Xi listened all the way and knew that this restaurant was originally used to train Song Yuanhua. Song Yuanhua also refused to admit defeat and added the temptation of a small treasury. He called two good brothers to come up with ideas and really brought the restaurant to life. After changing the name, having special dishes, and promoting the three of them in the circle, they were able to find a way out in the fierce competition for the restaurant business in Yanjing.

When we arrived at Cyclamen, it was packed with guests. There was no empty seat in the hall. According to the shopkeeper, even the private rooms were full. However, Song Yuanhua is the master after all, and it is a routine operation to reserve a box for himself.

The trio didn't need to be greeted by the waiter, and they went to the private box on the third floor as they were familiar with each other.

As soon as they arrived, the shopkeeper came up to serve him personally, "Second Young Master, Young Master Yang, Young Master Ye, you are here. Oh, who is this young master?"

"This is my cousin."

"It turned out to be Mr. Tang, but he is still the same today?"

"Cousin, just tell me what you want to eat, no need to be polite to my brother."

“Since Cyclamen mutton and medicinal food are the signature dishes, it’s natural to try the signature dishes.”

"Old Fu, do you hear me? Serve me one of Cyclamen's signature dishes."

"Okay, young masters, they will be here soon."

As soon as the shopkeeper left, several waiters came in with snacks and tea.

In just one cup of tea, the dishes began to arrive one after another.

Chatting, looking at the scenery outside the window, and eating delicious food, Yuan Xi was in a good mood and had a great appetite. I have to say that this mutton soup tastes really fragrant, without any smell, and the dishes made with this mutton are also amazing.

No wonder there are so many guests and the chef is very good.

Yuan Xi sighed inwardly and even wanted to pack a few copies and put them in the space. At the same time, he was full of expectations for the three famous restaurants in Yanjing.

He eats quickly but elegantly.

The dishes were quickly reduced, and Song Yuanhua and the other three gradually stopped talking and joined in the queue to grab the dishes.

Maybe the dishes they grabbed were more fragrant, and the three of them felt that the Cyclamen dishes were a little more delicious than before.

"Next time I go out, I will take seven or eight servants with me. Then you will also take me with you. What will happen to Chang Ze's grandson?" Ye Shaoming touched his bulging belly and groaned.

Song Yuanhua and Yang Qiming looked at each other. Ye Shaoming had always been indifferent, but they were different. After calming down and thinking about it, they realized that there was something fishy about what happened today, and that they had been plotted.

"Ye San, why do you want to go to that restaurant for dinner today?"

"Ah, I just heard someone said that that restaurant has a novel dish, and I want to go over and try it."

"Who said that?"

Yang Qiming's tone was serious, making Ye Shaoming sit up straight without realizing it.

He thought about it and said, "I don't know, I don't know it. I just heard someone on the road bragging about how novel it was, and I wanted to see it."

"We're not being tricked today, are we?"

When asked about this, Ye Shaoming also understood something.

"Be more careful next time and don't be so stupid as to believe everything others say. If it weren't for brother Yuanxi this time, you wouldn't be able to save your arm."

"Remember to go back and tell your uncle that he will investigate this matter."

Ye Shaoming was a little disappointed, "Then if we don't go back right away, the evidence will be gone over time."

"It's okay. Chang Ze has also been plotted. Hasn't he already gone back? Duke Cheng'en should be investigating now."

Hearing them discussing this matter, Yuan Xi sensed the mark he made. This is a small skill of using divine consciousness. If a trace of divine consciousness is thrown onto the person, he can sense everything happening around that person within two hours. .

The man who threw the wooden stick dispersed with the crowd, walked around among the crowd, and was still in the mood for shopping. Then he made a big circle in the outer city and returned to the restaurant where the incident occurred. Go to the private room on the second floor and talk to the person suspected of being behind the scenes.

"The things assigned by the Lord have not been completed. You should leave the city immediately and do not return to Yanjing for the time being."

"Yes."

Then, the man fell down and was dead after kicking his legs twice.

Yuan Xi was really stunned by this operation.