"Ah?" Yan Funing was confused, "How can he be promoted?" Fu Ciyi briefly talked about Lu Wenfeng's two visits to his home. "So you had a purpose in keeping him for dinner last time?" Yan Funing pursed her lips, as if she was stingy at that time. Fu Ciyi said: "I mainly want to use him to help investigate Nan Yao Beimo's injuries in the attack that year." Yan Funing nodded: "Lu Wenfeng is on good terms with Fu Minghe, let Lu Wenfeng pay more attention, maybe you will find something." "But Fu Minghe has a strict mouth and won't be able to tell the truth for a while." "So many years have passed, and there is no need to rush now. Things cannot be clarified in a day or two." After a slight pause, she said, "If he comes again next time and stays home to eat, I will not object." "What? You objected to him eating before?" "No, it's nothing." Yan Funing looked out of the car window, "The school is here, get out of the car."
The carriage stopped. Fu Ciyi stood up, took a deep look at her, and strode out of the carriage. The carriage restarted, turned around at the front section, and went to Liu Ji Restaurant. After placing Yan Funing and Caiyu down at the door of the restaurant, Li Xinheng drove around to the back door of the restaurant using familiar routes. When Liu Song saw her coming, he waved to her: "Daughter, did you know that we have suppressed a nobleman from the capital?" "know." Yan Funing ordered Caiyu to move a basket of vegetables into the restaurant. "They brought so many fresh vegetables!" Liu Song was delighted. "Uncle, keep it at home to eat. If you don't finish it, you can sell it." "Okay." Liu Song went to move the backpack himself. On the street, Pork Yu stretched his neck. Sure enough, he saw a basket full of vegetables. He quickly asked the stall owner next door to help look after the meat stall, and ran into the restaurant in a hurry. "The girl is here." Pork Yu was greeting Yan Funing on the surface, but his eyes were fixed on the vegetables in the basket on his back. Yan Funing knew that he liked to eat her own vegetables, so she said, "Uncle Yu is here just in time. Please take some vegetables." Pork Yu didn't care what Liu Song's expression was. He bent down and took out two bundles of vegetables from the basket on his back, then walked away. Liu Song: "I said pork, you..." "Lao Liu, did you call me?" Pork Yu turned back with a smile, took another bundle from the backpack, and walked so fast.
Liu Song shook his head and put the basket in the kitchen. Returning to the lobby, he continued the topic with Yan Funing: "On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the mysterious young man came to our restaurant and ordered three medicinal dishes." "It's a good thing, it means the food in our restaurant is good." "The young master has a really good tongue. He said that the medicinal food made by the cook can taste better. So I recommended you, my daughter, and then he told me that he would come today. He mainly wanted to eat the medicinal food made by my daughter." Liu Song didn't He said politely, "Look, my dear, did you make a few medicinal meals today?" He was afraid that she wouldn't agree, but he didn't expect Yan Funing to agree: "Okay." Medicinal meals need to be simmered early. Of course he went to the kitchen. - As meal time approached, the man brought Ying Qi to the restaurant. Liu Song received him personally: "Today, my daughter has prepared three medicinal dishes that the young master ordered last time. Would you like to have one of each?" When he got off the carriage, his feeling of coughing was much reduced. Now that she entered the restaurant, she didn't cough at all. It was obvious that she was in the restaurant, and she nodded immediately: "Okay." Liu Song led the person to the private room as usual. Not long after, Liu Song and his waiter brought three medicinal meals. The man's eyes were looking at the door of the private room, wanting to ask her why she didn't come over, as if it was inconvenient to speak rashly, so he remained silent. Ying Qi, who was standing by the side, muttered in his heart that the young master wanted to see the girl, but he couldn't speak. In just this moment, I looked at the door five times. Then he helped Liu Song and asked: "Shopkeeper, where is your little shopkeeper?" Liu Song said: "My daughter is busy." The man took a spoonful of the soup and after drinking it, he praised: "It tastes really good. I want to say thank you to your little shopkeeper in person." As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed. Experience told him that she was getting further and further away from him at the moment. Liu Song nodded: "Of course you can." He turned around and said to Mr. Feng behind him, "Invite the little shopkeeper here." Mr. Feng said yes and left. Not long after, he returned to the private room: "Shopkeeper, Chef Jin said that the young shopkeeper sent her husband a medicinal meal." "It's really unlucky." Liu Song hurriedly smiled at the mysterious young master, "My daughter and her husband are teaching in the school. You can thank me later." As he spoke, he raised his hand and motioned for him to take the three medicinal dishes. It was time for Yan Funing to come back. At this time, Yan Funing took Caiyu to Qingshan Academy. On the way, Caiyu asked in a low voice: "Miss, is this dish today for my uncle or the wife of the Hao family?" Yan Funing smiled: "It's for Fu Ciyi." She didn't know the reason why he left Lu Wenfeng to eat a few days ago, but now that she knew it, she couldn't help but feel guilty, so she went to deliver the food.
Speaking of which, Fu Ciyi has not eaten the medicinal diet she made. "The young lady has been busy with the medicinal diet early in the morning. It turned out that it was for my uncle." Caiyu smiled. "Bring it to him by the way." Yan Funing glanced at her, "It's not like you didn't hear it. The shopkeeper said that the mysterious young master made an appointment a few days ago." "Yes, yes, I gave it to my uncle by the way, not specifically for my uncle." Caiyu smiled. At this moment, in the medical clinic, Aying pointed to Yan Funing who was passing by outside and said to the doctor: "I want my face to be as fair and tender as hers." Doctor Ma Ping narrowed his eyes. The young lady walking on the street with a graceful figure was exactly the one he and Sun Feng had been dreaming about for many days. Then he looked meaningfully at Sun Feng, the pharmacist in the medicine shop on the right. Seeing this, Sun Feng also moved his gaze to the street. He almost glued his eyes to Yan Funing's body and swallowed again and again. Ma Ping asked Aying: "Do you recognize that little lady on the street?" "Yes, she is a foxy girl from our village. She uses her pretty face to seduce the man I like. It's really annoying." Aying said angrily. Hearing this, Ma Ping and Sun Feng looked at each other and had an idea. Ma Ping said: "That little lady's face is indeed pretty and tender. If you want your face to be like hers, we would like to ask her about her daily habits, which will help to maintain her skin. But I don't know that little lady. . Since you know him, why don’t you invite him to the hospital so that I can help you ask?” "She stole my man, how could she tell me the secret recipe for skin care?" Aying said. Ma Ping thought for a while and said, "Let's do this. You lead the person to the alley opposite, and I will go and invite him personally." "Just lead people into an alley?" "Of course, leave the follow-up matters to me. I will keep it to keep your face tender and tender." Hearing this, Aying was very happy. As long as her face becomes white and tender, Fu Ciyi will definitely look at her. Immediately he responded. After a while, Yan Funing took Caiyu into Qingshan Academy. Halfway down the road, she suddenly stopped. She thought about asking Caiyu to call him while she was waiting for Fu Ciyi in the courtyard of the school, but she never expected to meet the Hao family's wife head-on.