Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart Chapter 231: At Your Service Anytime

"Young master, wait for !" The attendant shouted and hurried after him.

Except for Shen Qinglan, who was at a loss, the others all raised their eyebrows slightly, casting teasing glances at Yan Yijie.

"What have you done to Tang Fei to make him look at you like he’s seen a ghost?" Le Zhao asked curiously.

"Nothing much," Yan Yijie said. "We just had a bit of a conflict once, and I happened to give him a beating."

Le Zhao clicked his tongue, "How hard did you hit him for him to be so scared of you that he’d run away at the sight of you?"

"Not that hard," Yan Yijie replied. "Just enough to make him bedridden for three months."

"He’s your brother-in-law after all, isn’t that a bit too much?" Le Zhao remarked with schadenfreude.

Yan Yijie sighed lightly, "I didn’t know his identity at the ti."

"The Magistrate Tang didn’t hold you accountable?" Duan Yunfei chuckled softly.

Yan Yijie, maintaining his composure, said, "The Magistrate Tang didn’t hold accountable, he even implied that I went too easy, but his second aunt, every ti she sees , she looks at as if she wants to skin alive with her eyes."

The group chuckled lightly, but Shen Qinglan understood it all.

It turned out the young master earlier was Tang Wan’s brother.

When the wine and dishes were served, it was Shopkeeper Zhang who served them personally.

With guests who could make Tang Fei flee in panic, they were either wealthy or noble, so he was determined to serve them well.

After several rounds of wine, the show ended, and only then did the group leave the tavern.

The lanterns by the road of Xiuying Mansion were still brightly lit, even in the late night.

When the group returned to the courtyard, it was just past the second watch.

In the courtyard of Xiuying Mansion, unlike the solitude in Jinxi Town, there were at least twenty servants in total.

Except for the two old won who cleaned, the rest were mostly n.

After arranging accommodations for everyone, they finally washed off the dust and went to their beds to play chess with Zhou Gong.

The next day

Shen Qinglan got up early and was leaning on the corridor, looking at the garden full of vibrant flowers.

It was evident that every flower and plant here had been ticulously cared for.

"Why don’t you sleep a bit longer?"

A slightly lazy voice ca from behind, and Shen Qinglan didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

"Why don’t you sleep a bit longer?"

When the person ca to stand beside her, she finally spoke up.

"I’m used to getting up early," Duan Yunfei said, looking at her. "Shall we go to the Qingyun Inn later?"

"Is everything ready?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." Duan Yunfei nodded, "Everything is prepared, just missing those tools you need to draw."

"Those aren’t important," Shen Qinglan said. "You can prepare everything else first, whenever those are ready, they can be introduced as new dishes."

"I was thinking the sa," Duan Yunfei smiled. "I already sent the nu over, and the cooks are trying the recipes, just right for you to taste later. If anything’s wrong, you can give so guidance."

"I wouldn’t dare," Shen Qinglan laughed lightly. "They’re professional chefs, and I’m an amateur, how could I dare to give instructions?"

Strangely enough, Shen Qinglan wasn’t sure if it was her taste or the freshness of the ingredients here, but even though many seasonings were missing in this ancient ti, the food tasted just as good as modern-day dishes.

"The dishes are your creation, and they’re made according to your written instructions. If they can’t achieve the taste you expected, it should be pointed out," Duan Yunfei said. "Don’t worry, we’ll just pretend to be custors testing the dishes."

"Alright then," she nodded. "Shall we go now?"

He winked at her slightly, with a sowhat playful tone, "Young lady, whenever you wish to go, I’m ready to accompany you."