"Hmph, Grandpa Chu is not stupid and I will come to you for the little things that make you diarrhea." He glared at Emperor Ye and said again.

"In short, try to keep a close eye on health quarantine. Although what I said today will make the guest house have great development, but the risks are also that there is supply to the military region, which is not as good as supplying ordinary supermarkets. Apology has become a military region. Apart from the problems, it is a problem that can delay opportunities and even be more serious. You should pay attention to it."

The old man Chu Nanyang said with a straight face

"Grandpa Chu, don't worry, as long as it's not poisoning, I guess there will be no problem. Besides, the ingredients are all caused by your military region. If there is a problem, it's theirs." Emperor Ye rolled his eyes and said

"Hey... You guy want to keep the responsibility completely, but you don't have the ability to poison it, so you are afraid that you won't dare. In short, except for the problem, you will definitely find out about this on you. You can't even hide it."

"I know, Grandpa Chu, don't scare me. Let you say that this hot pot is not something to eat, but it looks like poison."

"Isn't it just a poison that makes people want to take after taking it?" After saying that, Chu Nanyang burst into laughter.

Seeing the old man playing the scoundrel Ye Huang could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

Then Chu Qingkuang and Jiang Yan discussed the matter of Kelaiju supplying hot pot base and food processing in the military region and clearly stipulated the interests.

Since it is the banner of supplying the military region, it is naturally to support national defense construction. Ye Huang and Jiang Yan did not think about making too much money on it, so they used the strategy of small profits and quick turnover. However, even so, Ye Huang calculated that from the military region, nearly 500 million or 600 million yuan was earned every year.

In other words, the old man from the Chu family came to eat this hot pot for free, and the profit was 500 million or 600 million yuan. It can be said that the gold ingots I picked up while walking.

Seeing Emperor Ye bared his teeth and laughing there, Chu Nanyang took out a crutch and poked the boy in a deep voice.

"I'll give you 500 million or 600 million a year if you don't care about my granddaughter anymore, I won't want it."

"Hehe, look at what you always say is a different matter. When will I be bad for Qingyun?"

"Hmph, you boy." I know what he said. This boy will come to Chu Nanyang step by step. He is not ready to let him pass the exam.

"Well, you have enough food and drink, you should leave. Don't forget your words to treat the old man. If you don't come, I will not be able to spare you."

"Don't worry, I'll go to treat you after I'm done."

Smiling, Emperor Ye stood up and hurriedly gestured to Jiang Yan standing beside him. The latter immediately knew.

"In the future, our Kelaiju will be the catering supply unit of the military region. Do you think it is a blessing to give us Mobao a long face?"

"This smell is what Emperor Ye thinks about again." Seeing Jiang Yan taking the pen from Luo Yumo's hand and pounced on the table beside Chu Nanyang glanced at Emperor Ye and knew who sang the play.

"Grandpa Chu, we will be a family in the future. You won't be cheaper, but it's a bit unreasonable." Jiang Yan smiled and did not answer the old man's question, but glanced at Chu Qingyun and said something interesting.

When the old man from Chu Nanyang heard Jiang Yan's words, he immediately understood

"It's true that it's a family in the future. I'll say I'll have to be cheaper."

When Mr. Chu said this, Chu Qingyun also turned red and looked at Jiang Yan with gratitude.

As the person involved, she naturally understood what Jiang Yan said, what she meant was that she had already recognized herself as a person who had not been recognized by Emperor Ye, and became the heroine of the villa.

"Old man, I haven't sent out the ink treasures for decades. This time I'll make an exception for my granddaughter." Chu Nanyang picked up a brush and dipped it ink a few times. He splashed the ink and followed the old man's pen and swung the dragon and snake. He waved the square and powerful big words that were vigorous and powerful on the paper

"Fragrant lottery for the taste of the clouds attracts the fairy in the wine" Seeing the two lines of couplets written by the old man, Jiang Yan and Luo Yumo both breathed in their faces.

"Grandpa Chu, you have put this decorative character in front of the door. If the business is not prosperous, it is really unreasonable.

"Hehe, old man, you just need to use it." After signing, Chu Nanyang put down his brush and said with a smile.

"Grandpa Chu, you are so humble. This pair of characters is much stronger than those calligraphers who are just famous." Luo Yumo, who didn't interrupt, also interrupted and said.

It’s not that everyone flatters the old man, but that the characters in Chu Nanyang are indeed full of style. The pen is like a dragon and snake, and every stroke has a kind of aura that is not revealed.

"The character Yan is written on it and you can copy it and hang it outside. This authentic work may be very valuable in the future."

"You guys love you want to sell me for money." Chu Nanyang laughed and scolded after hearing Emperor Ye's words.

"How can I be done? I'm going to keep it for my son?" Emperor Ye chuckled and said, "The old man has really become a sperm." I have all kinds of thoughts and he knows it.

"Haha, if you have a child with Qingyun, don't mention a pair of calligraphy, even if I ask me to have one for a day, I will definitely write it to you."

"Grandpa..." Seeing his grandfather making fun of himself with Emperor Ye, Chu Qingyun, blushing and shouting, "Don't Reply"

"This old man is thicker than me, grandma meets an opponent." Ye Huang also sweated wildly and muttered in his heart.

Just as everyone was joking, the old man's calligraphy had been put away and dried and put it in a row.

"Uncle Chu, Grandpa Chu, have kept all the calligraphy, please write a copy too," Jiang Yan said with a smile.

"I'll forget it, I'm not very good at this thing." Chu Qingkuang told him that he was reluctant to write and waved his hand quickly and said.

"Uncle Chu, you are too disrespectful, right?" At this time, Emperor Ye also interrupted.

"this……"

"Okay, who is ugly to you? Ye Huang asked you to write, you're afraid of embarrassing and conspicuously. Write it. Let Xiaojiang frame it and hang it in the thatched cottage." Seeing that his son shuddered, Chu Nanyang said with a deep face.

Chu Qingkuang had no choice but to pick up the pen and write it out in a straightforward way.

However, compared to the old man's pen, Chu Qingkuai, is much worse than that of the old man. Although the words are fair, they are more feminine and less masculinity. They are just passing the test.

"Come in early and late, come in early and late, eat more and eat less and eat as much as you want." Some people read Chu Qingkuang's words and read it as soon as possible.

Ye Huang next to him was sweating coldly on his face. This was so fucking invincible

"Grandpa Chu, you are sure to let Uncle Chu hang the word "Uncle Chu" in the cottage. I guess my guest will definitely go bankrupt within a week. Isn't this a curse person..."

Looking at the character Chu Qingkuang mentioned, Ye Huang had the urge to pee his pants.

It's also true that the first half of the sentence is placed in the toilet, but the second half of the sentence is like eating stool.
Chapter completed!