B&B system: the daily hard work of foodie hosts

It seems that the little boss was greedy and poured nutrient solution on the tree, otherwise it would not have grown so quickly.

"Yeah. I thought it would take May or June to eat them, but I didn't expect them to bear fruit so soon. When the fruits started to form, I added some fire to them."

When Aunt Wu heard her justified reason, she couldn't hide the smile on her face. If you want to eat, just say so and give me a flimsy excuse.

This land belongs to the little boss, and she planted the fruit trees, so you can eat whatever you want.

"Do you want me to make some fruit for you?" Aunt Wu asked.

"That's what I mean, Aunt Wu, you know me best." Luo Wanyu and Aunt Wu posted a message.

Fruits will come to the kitchen, of course, because they want to eat them in different ways, which Aunt Wu is familiar with.

"You have such a mouth, you are eating cherries." Tianmei'er said sweet words, and Aunt Wu, the old mother, couldn't hide her heart.

Pamper her and cook her whatever she wants.

Luo Wanyu refused to admit it. She was not a child who only spoke sweet words after eating sweets. She always spoke sweet words from the bottom of her heart.

"Thank you Aunt Wu. I want to eat cherry cream cake and cherry lemon tea. Can Aunt Wu make anything else?"

Luo Wanyu looked at her large basket of cherries. She had to eat them in many ways before it was considered a waste.

"That's enough. I'll make it into candied haws, rolls in towels, and fish for you. If you can't eat it, make it into jam and eat it with some bread."

Aunt Wu casually mentioned a lot of desserts suitable for eating at this moment. Luo Wanyu couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear with joy, and the dimples on her face never appeared.

"As for the food, it still depends on Aunt Wu..."

After strawberries, cherries will also become famous.

...

Shopkeeper Liu wandered all the way to Fucheng with the funds given by Luo Wanyu. He was just like an ordinary steward, delivering things to the owner's house in the city.

As soon as they got out of the protective shield, they saw a beggar begging outside.

This place has changed a lot after more than two months. Everyone probably knows that this is the dividing point, and tea stalls have been set up on the roadside.

There are tables, chairs and benches for people passing by to rest. The beggar is nestled in front of a stone not far away, waiting for the nobles who come to give him something to eat.

There was a carriage parked aside, and the nobles inside got out of the carriage to stretch their muscles and sip water to quench their thirst in front of the tea stall.

There are smart people everywhere, and there are people who have started their own business relying on Youyuan Inn.

As we walked away, people on the roadside sighed, "I don't know which gentleman is sitting inside. There is so much money that I'm burning."

"Don't talk nonsense. Without these rich masters, would we be able to make a living here?"

The old woman called to the man next to her, holding tea in her rough, calloused but exceptionally clean pair. Her strong posture from years of hard work made her serve the tea very nimble.

They were from a village a few miles away. They heard the salesman preaching about the luxury of Youyuan Inn and the fact that evil people were not allowed to enter, so they came here to watch the fun.

Unexpectedly, I found a livelihood. Since I set up a stall here, the ladies, ladies, and gentlemen who come to play can rest here when they are tired.

They have also made some money to make ends meet, so they are no longer stuck digging in the dirt as before.

The man stopped talking and focused on the fire under the pot. His life now was very good and could not be destroyed.

The beggars on the side stared at the carriages with envy, wondering if they were filled with big, soft buns or fragrant and sweet snacks.

I really want to eat it....

...

The carriage was speeding on the road, and the shadows of the trees were quickly retreating as they swayed, and the city gate was right in front of them.

After queuing up to enter the city, shopkeeper Liu headed to the palace he had inquired about in advance.

When he stopped at the door, a guard came up to check.

"You can't park in front of the palace, please drive your car elsewhere."

The concierge looked at the well-dressed shopkeeper Liu and did not forcefully expel him, but gave him a polite reminder.

"I am here to visit on behalf of my master and give a tribute to the young master."

The concierge was stunned and asked uncertainly: "Looking for my young master?"

Usually the young masters who come to see him are young masters of similar age, but he is not used to such a serious person suddenly coming.

When did his young master make friends with serious people? To be honest, if he didn't have similar interests, no dog would play with him.

"Yes, my master has something to say to the prince, so he specially prepared a small gift and came to pay his respects."

Shopkeeper Liu is here to do business and speaks politely and courteously, without seeming humble or asking for help.

"Then you wait a moment, I will inform the young master." The concierge took the person to a tea room and hurriedly found someone.

Prince Wang had just come back from outside and was feeling very angry.

Someone told him that the girl he was attracted to ran away with the troupe.

Humph, this is because he knew he couldn't afford to offend himself, so he ran away in advance.

"Come here, take a team of people out of the city and look for me along the road. We must find Li Jiaban!"

Mr. Wang never thought that they would dare to run away. They were just a small troupe. They could escape to wherever they went and be found by him in the end. But don't blame him for not understanding how to care for them.

"Sir, there is someone outside with a gift saying that they want to visit you."

The voice of a personal servant came from outside the door. Who could come to him at this time? Could it be someone from the Li family class who has subdued him?

"Who is it? Do you know him?" Mr. Wang's mood improved inexplicably.

"I don't know you. Do you want to see me, sir?" The boy recalled the news from the concierge, but he really didn't say who it was.

Isn't he from Li's class?

But after thinking about it, I felt that the concierge might not even know Li Jiaban, so how could he know who he was?

"Bring it in." Since the other party came to surrender, he must have brought Yu Gu's beauty to him.

Thinking about the other party's slender figure and voice like a lark, how nice it sounded.

Just thinking about it made him feel hot all over.

The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, and the prince leaned directly on a chair, eating the snacks on the plate and waiting for the beauty to come to the door.

He was in a good mood and hummed a tune, his ordinary face full of pride.

……

Shopkeeper Liu finished the procedure, carried the gift box prepared by Luo Wanyu, and followed the leader to Prince Wang's yard.

Along the way, there are carved corridors and green trees and rockeries that echo each other.

The courtyard is very large, and 15 minutes have passed since we walked around the long corridor and reached the prince's residence.

Shopkeeper Liu took note of the route and found that they seemed to have made a big circle.

But he didn't care, as long as he could see Mr. Wang complete what Wanyu told him.

He has other arrangements for the evening and hopes they can be resolved soon.

"We're here, please come inside."

"Thank you."

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, a different person came to receive him. The person seemed to be about the same age as the prince, and he was probably a personal servant.

"Young Master is waiting for you inside."

Prince Wang was currently in the side hall and looked out when he heard voices.

I saw a face that was both strange and familiar.