However, when I came here today, I didn’t think I could finalize the matter immediately. As Pearl said, I knew everything I should know about the prohibition of alcohol, otherwise Mr. Luo would not have rushed from Shu all the way.

Whether the Luo family can still make wine in the future and whether the wine they brew can be sold openly depends on Mr. Luo's trip to the capital.

He said goodbye to Mr. Luo, but the manager who had sent Li Qiniang and Yan Xuehuai out and delivered it to the door. Yan Xuehuai said to Li Qiniang: "Mom, I want to clean my hands."

The manager immediately understood what was going on. The young lady said she wanted to clean her hands, and she probably wanted to go to the toilet.

He hurriedly said, "Two guys will walk slowly, and they won't send you off."

After saying that, he smiled apologetically and turned around and left first.

Sure enough, the manager walked in front of the front, and Yan Xuehuai walked into the club. The manager didn't care about it, and the young lady really went to the toilet.

The manager left in a blink of an eye, but Yan Xuehuai looked around, grabbed a guy, fucked an authentic Sichuan dialect, and asked the guy if he had a place to clean his hands.

Nine out of ten friends in Shufeng Guild Hall were from Shu, and almost all the guests received were from Shu.

Therefore, seeing Yan Xuehuai's accent in Shu, the guy instinctively thought she was a fellow villager.

Yan Xuehuai went to clean her hands. When she came back, she saw the gangster who was feeding the thrush in the corridor. She walked over and said with a smile: "Your boss lives here. There must be many people coming to find him these days."

The kind local accent, the handsome girl, and the little bit of caution of the friend had long passed away with the wind.

After a while, Yan Xuehuai touched the itinerary of Mr. Luo after he arrived in the capital.

Walking out of the Shufeng Association, Li Qiniang and Zhenzhu were waiting for her under a big tree.

Yan Xuehuai said: "After Mr. Luo moved in, he only went out once. He was light-clothed and a clerk with a relative. He came back an hour later. He never walked out of the guild again. There were seven or eight people who came to send me a visit. So far, with us, he only met two people. The other one came from a fat white man who spoke Shu accent. He was probably the owner or shopkeeper of a Shu-style restaurant."

As Yan Xuehuai finished speaking, Zhenzhu said: "The people in the capital like Shu-style dishes. There is only one big restaurant I know, called Shuxiangyuan. In addition to Shu-style chefs, two other Huaiyang chefs were hired. The business was full of horses and neither good nor bad. The rest were small restaurants, and no business was particularly good."

Li Qiniang and Yan Xuehuai felt confident and went home.

As soon as they got home, Dazhuang picked up Xiaoman and came back.

Xiaoman jumped and knew at a glance that today was a happy day.

"The crystal meat made by my mother is delicious. Everyone also says it is delicious. Only Dong Yun said it is not delicious. He said it is boring and it is not as interesting as barbecue. He also said that the meat roasted by his sister is delicious. Humph, he must be bragging, I don't believe it."

Yan Xuehuai was stunned, and even Li Qiniang was stunned. The mother and daughter both agreed and thought of Dong Ji barbecue.

When they left Pingcheng, Dong Ji BBQ was still closed, unlike the door to be opened again.

"How old is the Dong Yun you are talking about?" Yan Xuehuai asked.

"Dong Yun is the oldest child in our school. He is twelve years old, so he loves being the boss. He said he is the eldest brother in the school." Xiaoman said.

"What does he look like?" Yan Xuehuai asked again.

Xiaoman: "That's it."

OK, it's useless to ask.

Yan Xue was unwilling to give up and asked again: "Where is Dong Yun's family living? Is it nearby?"

Most primary school students enroll in nearby schools, while Xiaoman is considered to be far away from school, and walking is only a stick of incense.

Xiaoman shook his head and said he didn't know: "Dong Yun's family must live far away. He was in a mule cart to and from school. In addition to driving the cart, there were two servants."

Yan Xuehuai remembered that when Dong Xiaobai was kidnapped in Pingcheng, and after that, several people followed him when he went out. Even so, the kid later provoked Nei Caojun and Feiyuwei, so that both the siblings were "dead".

"Is that really a servant? You read that right, not a bodyguard?" Yan Xuehuai couldn't help asking.

Xiaoman tilted his head: "What do the bodyguards look like?"

This question is too profound for Xiaoman, and he has never seen a bodyguard.

Yan Xuehuai decided to change his question: "Dong Yun has a sister, have you ever seen him?"

Xiaoman shook his head again. He was new to him, of course he had never seen him.

As for what Dong Yun does at home, whether his sister is Dong Da fool, Yan Xuehuai decided not to ask. Instead of asking Xiaoman, it would be better to leave it to Dazhuang.

But the next day, Dazhuang was guarding Huang Xiucai's house early in the morning, but he couldn't see Dong Yun.

It was not until the afternoon after school that Da Zhuang picked up Xiaoman, and then he realized that Dong Yun had not come to school today. As for why he didn't come, Xiaoman didn't know, the gentleman didn't say it, and even Yang Ping'an didn't know.

As for Yang Ping'an, it is interesting to say that since Dong Yun wanted to accept Xiaoman as his younger brother, but Xiaoman refused, Yang Ping'an never dared to cause trouble for Xiaoman again. Yang Ping'an, the mother who scolded all the neighbors, never came to school again. Yang Ping'an went to and from school by himself. With his brilliant achievements, children and wild dogs within ten feet of the world dared not approach him, and even those who took the flowers were not interested in him.

Dong Yun didn't come to school for three days, and Yan Xuehuai muttered in her heart, but there was nothing he could do.

It was at this time that Li Shiji opened.

The restaurant in Pingcheng opened, which means setting off firecrackers. Even if you give gifts, you will just give a plaque.

When a restaurant in Beijing opens, it is a gift for flowers. The whole pot of flowers is not just a restaurant. Any new shop opens, there will be many pots of flowers inside and outside.

There is not much attention to it, just what flowers are given in any season. For example, now, it is chrysanthemums, red, purple and golden. In short, the more festive, the richer the better.

Yan Xuehuai was worried that his restaurant would be too deserted, so he asked Daniu to order twenty pots of flowers in advance, tied red silk to the branches, pretending that it was sent by someone else.

But I never expected that on the sixth day of the lunar month, the red silk cloth on the plaque had not been lifted down, and the flowers were sent.

Yan Xuehuai thought it was the flower he ordered. Looking at the pot of colorful chrysanthemums, he was about to praise the big bull with a down-to-earth look, but suddenly he found that the quantity seemed to be wrong.

She asked Da Niu to order twenty pots, but the ones that were moved from the car were more than twenty pots, and I'm afraid there were fifty pots.

At this time, Pearl ran over, smiling like a chrysanthemum: "Young Master, the flowers given by Qi Ye have arrived."

Yan Xuehuai was surprised, and she pointed to the growing chrysanthemums: "Are these given by your Qi Master?"

"Yes, not only did it be given to Master Qi, but also Master Qi went to Juyuan to pick it out one pot after another overnight. Young Master, please take a closer look at the flowers, are these flowers the most beautiful?"
Chapter completed!