He was betrayed at the beginning, from a cake seller to a wealthy person

As soon as the carriage of the two entered the town, they were stopped.

The boy driving the carriage came in and reported: "Sir, someone has stopped the carriage."

Before Qi Yuan and Liu Hongtu could ask what was going on, they heard a calm voice outside the door: "Song Yu, a common man, has met the two adults. As entrusted by others, he sincerely invites the two adults to settle in the humble house."

The person coming is Mr. Song, the father of Song Bowen, the owner of Yidian Mo. The place Lu Yan found for lunch.

Both of them have arrived in Kaiyuan Town. Can they be allowed to have a restaurant by themselves? Just kidding, Kaiyuan Town is my hometown. I might as well let the Song family take over, saving myself and the two of them trouble, and the Song family has to thank themselves for this favor.

Lu Yan stopped by the Song family on her way back last night and told Song Bowen that the two adults were going to Kaiyuan Town today and asked them to go to the Song family for resettlement at noon. Song Bowen rushed out excitedly and rode home to report the news.

Master Song was so happy that he didn't know what to do. Liu Hongtu has always been a breeze in his reign these years. Mr. Song did not dare to get into trouble. The business has been really big in recent years and has nothing to do with the government. I never expected that this time two adults, a county magistrate and a high-ranking official from the capital, would be sent over directly by Lu Yan. How could Mr. Song let go of this opportunity, so Le Diandian went to make arrangements.

When the two heard this in the car, they looked at each other and understood that this was the arranged lunch that Lu Yan was talking about.

Liu Hongtu opened the curtain and stuck his head out: "Who are you?"

Song Yu is a middle-aged man who wears low-key and restrained clothes but has an outstanding temperament. Hearing Liu Hongtu's question, he took a step forward: "Song Yu, a common man, is a long-lasting friend of shopkeeper Lu. Song Bowen, the dog son, also received the care of the county magistrate when he was studying in the county."

Liu Hongtu suddenly realized who he was and asked, "Since it was arranged by Shopkeeper Lu, let your people lead the way."

Liu Hongtu returned to the carriage again, and Song Yu directly asked his people to get into the driving seat and sit side by side with the original driver.

When Liu Hongtu returned to the carriage, Qi Yuan asked him curiously: "Who is it?"

Liu Hongtu: "We are a businessman in the pen, ink, paper and inkstone business, and we are old acquaintances with shopkeeper Lu. His son is also a scholar, a classmate of Lu Xiucai, and has a very good relationship with shopkeeper Lu Xiucai. Yidianmo opens a shop in the county seat. Right next to Lu Ji, the two families often hold poetry contests together, and my daughter has won several prizes, hahaha."

Qi Yuan nodded in understanding: "Okay, Miss Lu is using us as a favor!"

"Isn't that right?" Liu Hongtu said, "I've even thought about how she explained it. If you ask her, she has to say, just say that she didn't give you two a place, okay?"

Liu Hongtu imitated Lu Yan's tone of voice very similarly, and Qi Yuan couldn't help but laugh. This Lu Yan really doesn't let go of any opportunity she can take advantage of, and what she does doesn't make people uncomfortable.

The Song family arrived soon. Mr. Song knew that both of them were accustomed to keeping a low profile and did not like to be extravagant. This was evident from the fact that they traveled in plain clothes and did not bring any entourage. So we didn't prepare any big banquet. We prepared six dishes, three meat and three vegetables, one soup and one staple food. This is not the point, the point is that there is also a fruit plate made of cut watermelon and melon. Song Bowen is one of the owners of Hot Spring Village, and the Song family's fruits have never been broken.

The two of them looked at the dishes prepared by Mr. Song with expressions of satisfaction. Master Song originally wanted the two of them to eat alone, and it would be easier to talk, so he could leave by himself, but both of them asked Master Song to stay and eat together, so Master Song stayed together.

These six dishes tasted quite good. Qi Yuan was satisfied with the meal and asked Mr. Song: "How did Mr. Song and Miss Lu know each other?"

Mr. Song smiled and said, "That happened the year before last when Miss Lu was still selling morning food in the town. Quanzi thought she was very good at her craftsmanship and brought home a lot of the food she cooked. I also liked it very much, so I asked her to help us. As a favor, help us plan a banquet.”

Liu Hongtu said clearly: "It's the Liufang Banquet. The county school teachers are full of praise."

"That's right." Mr. Song stroked his beard: "We became familiar with each other after that. After Quanzi went to the county school, he got closer to the Lu family siblings. They even built a hot spring resort together a while ago. Their young people are more capable. Let’s play together, hahaha, they also grew this melon themselves, you two can have a try.”

The Song family also specially prepared a guest room for the two of them to rest. After eating and drinking, they squinted for a while and left the Song family in high spirits.

The two went to the ward to pick up the remaining half of the doctors and rushed to Jinxiang Town.

After all resettlement was completed in both towns, and seeing that the treatment work in each place was proceeding in an orderly manner, they could finally return home. After running all the way, it was already dark when we returned to the county town.

When the two arrived at Liu's Mansion, Lu Yan had already prepared dinner. After a long afternoon of hard work, I am tired and hungry, and the weather is still chilly despite the cold spring weather. What do I want to eat most at this time? Anyway, Lu Yan personally wants to eat hot pot.

The carbon in the copper pot ignited, and the water in the pot gradually heated up and slowly began to steam. There was a circle of plates and two bowls on the table. In the bowl is a dipping sauce made of sesame sauce, fermented bean curd and chive flowers, and sprinkled with chopped green onion and coriander. There are different vegetables on each plate, including cabbage, spinach, potatoes, sweet potatoes, winter melon, fish balls, fish tofu, shrimp paste, wide noodles, and three pots of lamb rolls.

The whole room filled with steaming heat was enveloped in a trance-like atmosphere that seemed unreal. The sound of bubbling water could be heard in the ears, as well as Lu Yan's greeting: "You are hungry! The water is boiling." Come on, come and eat."

Qi Yuan and Liu Hongtu sat around the table. Lu Yan saw that the task was completed and walked out. Qi Yuan stopped her: "Miss Lu, let's eat together!"

Lu Yan showed a mysterious smile: "I won't eat with you two! Qingyan is still waiting for me!"

Lu Yan said and ran away quickly, and Liu Hongtu laughed.

Qi Yuan was confused: "Who?"

Liu Hongtu: "My little girl. She probably went to the backyard to eat with her. Come on, don't worry about her, let's eat."

Lu Yan did have an appointment with Liu Qingyan. Liu Qingyan had already set up a table in the yard and set up a copper pot, waiting for Lu Yan to come.

Pang Huaiyu was also there. When they saw Lu Yan coming, they greeted her immediately. The three of them sat down around the table and began to cook the meat.

It’s impossible for good friends to eat without gossiping. As the three of them ate, the conversation turned to the new imperial envoy.

"I glanced at him secretly. I have never seen such a good-looking person!" Liu Qingyan said, holding her chin: "Are all the men in the capital so good-looking? They are completely different from the men here."

"No, you are overthinking." Lu Yan said calmly: "There are only so many good-looking people in Beijing." Qi Yuan is good-looking because he is the male protagonist. His painting style must be different from others. Who is he? People don't matter.