It turns out that the owner of this cyclake restaurant is Yang Huilan.

After her husband passed away, she gradually emerged from her grief.

It would be nice to see that Anle Hou’s Mansion would not harm her, and it would be impossible for them to rely on her mother and son.

So I decided to do some business and leave it to my son in the future, so I opened this big restaurant.

She has a good business mind and is very popular as soon as she opens. She originally thought that she could make a profit by at most half a year, and she would make pure profits in the future.

But when the plague occurred, the county magistrate ordered all restaurants and teahouses to close.

This stop, I have to pay the rent and the waiter's wages, which is a huge loss.

She lost so much money, but the one who lost even worse was her parents' home.

This season in late autumn and early winter is the time for the harvest of osmanthus flowers. The Yang family’s cinnamon, osmanthus wine, osmanthus honey, etc. cannot be transported out due to bans.

The man in front of her is the one who makes her lose a lot of money. Can she not be a sarcastic move?

Zhao Jiner heard the unexpected in her tone, and did not know the reason, and did not dare to speak.

Qin Muxiu roughly guessed and asked deliberately, "The young lady is here to have a meal too?"

Yang Huilan exhaled with her nose, "Dining? I opened this restaurant! It has only been reopened in the past two days, so I'll stare at it."

Zhao Jiner said in surprise, "Is this restaurant run by my sister?"

Yang Huilan nodded, "How is it, isn't it good? I rented sixteen upper and lower shops in conjunction with each other, and spent a lot of money to invite carpenters and painters from Suzhou to decorate. I spent a lot of effort and hired a chef. Do you know the origin of me, a chef?"

Zhao Jiner shook her head.

Yang Huilan looked proud, "My chef, the imperial chef who retired from the palace, used to burn a palace banquet in the imperial palace!"

Pu Lanbin nodded, "No wonder, this roasted ru pigeon is so authentic. If you guess correctly, is this chef's surname Zhu?"

Yang Huilan was too lazy to pay attention to him, but after hearing what he said, she was a little wise, so she looked at him with a different eye.

"Do you know Chef Zhu?"

"In my first year as a Grand Secretary, Zhu Yuchu was still in the palace and was fortunate to have had the palace banquet he made several times."

"You...have you been a Grand Secretary?" Yang Huilan's eyes were full of incredible.

Pu Lanbin waved his hand, "Little civil servant, not worth mentioning."

Yang Huilan was born in a business family. She was influenced by her family style since childhood and admired educated people very much.

The young county magistrate in front of me actually became a Grand Secretary, and I guess it was full of ink in my stomach!

Suddenly, even the look of looking at Pu Lanbin was different.

"Sir, I'm too modest, Grand Secretary! Although I don't know what it is for, it sounds very powerful."

Pu Lanbin almost squirted out a sip of tea and swallowed it again. It would be bad for the beauty to be abrupt.

"The Grand Secretary can't do anything big. He usually draws edicts and memorials for the emperor."

Yang Huilan opened her eyes wide and said, "Isn't it a big deal to help the emperor draft edicts and approve memorials?"

Pu Lanbin was very satisfied with this effect, but he was still calm and calm, "It's really not a big deal."

At this time, Yang Huilan's attitude towards Pu Lanbin had completely changed. This county magistrate is young and promising, talented, and so humble, so amazing!

"What do you like to eat by adults? I'll let Chef Zhu take care of you personally."
Chapter completed!