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

There are so many innocent people in this world. If Wei Haochu is really innocent and has no unnecessary thoughts, he will not let his relatives mess around.

It's difficult to comment on this matter, as everyone's stance is different.

"I don't want to talk about this anymore. You can check out if you want."

She is not so big-hearted as to let people who want to steal her things continue to stay in her inn.

"That's not what I meant." Xie Yan has not yet lost his mind. One of his brothers has left, and he has to fill in the hole himself.

He wanted everyone to stay, but he didn't want to follow in their footsteps.

"Then let's go back to eat." Luo Wanyu didn't say much, and led the dumpling to check the vegetable field to see how the tomatoes were growing and whether the bitter melon had grown up.

Knowing that she didn't want to talk, Xie Yan wisely didn't say anything more. He planned to go to Jiang Jinghuan to discuss it later.

The tomatoes in the yard were turning red, and Luo Wanyu stretched out her hands to pick flowers. She hadn't eaten them for several days, and she really missed them.

The dumpling next to me also stuffed one into it as a dessert after the meal.

This tastes good, sour and sweet, and has a different flavor from the dishes on the table, with the taste of nature.

The breeze came with the sunshine, and the fragrance of tea blew on Luo Wanyu's sleepy head, and she immediately woke up.

The function of Qingling tea tree is to achieve Qingming without drinking it. The tea tree provided by the system is a treasure all over the body!

Luo Wanyu is now in the vegetable field, surrounded by green plants. The sun is shining on her body, casting a halo on her.

Xie Yan looked at her through the large glass window in the dining room. At this moment, his heart was beating uncontrollably, and he had the urge to burst out of his chest.

Perhaps the sun was too comfortable, so Luo Wanyu actually had the idea of ​​moving a stool and sitting here to take a nap.

Tuanzi waited for a long time without seeing Luo Wanyu move. He squatted on the ground and looked up at her.

The sun was too dazzling, so Tuanzi stretched out his paws to cover his natural dark eye sockets, and continued to look at her through a gap. It looked so cute.

"Aw..." Sister?

"It's so comfortable to bask in the sun like this. Do you like it here, Tuanzi?"

"Ouch..." No, it doesn't smell good.

Tuanzi likes the Baiyuan Garden, where it is surrounded by hundreds of flowers, and he is the brightest cub in it.

"Smelly." Luo Wanyu cursed with a smile.

Carrying the dumplings, they walked out of the dining hall and separated in the courtyard. Luo Wanyu went upstairs and the dumplings went to the garden.

Shopkeeper Liu returned to his post. At this moment, there were still people eating in the hall. He had a professional smile on his face that made it hard to fault.

"Did nothing happen?" Luo Wanyu stood at the bar talking to shopkeeper Liu, fearing that what happened at the door would affect the current customers.

"It's okay. What happened this morning did not affect the customers." The people here are all robots. No one will hide around and gossip and gossip. There is still a spirit of contract.

"It's okay." Luo Wanyu thought someone would check out because of what happened in the morning, but unexpectedly everyone just pretended that nothing happened.

This is quite good. If this were recorded in future generations, it would definitely make headlines in one second.

There were a bunch of people nearby with their mobile phones taking random photos and adding exciting captions.

This matter became a topic of conversation among other people after dinner, and became famous.

"Don't worry, boss, I will take care of it. Go up and rest."

Shopkeeper Liu also felt sorry for his little boss, who encountered this kind of use of power to suppress others at a young age.

Bearing pressure that should not be endured at this age.

"Okay, if anyone comes to inquire about this, just tell us that our place is full and we can't accommodate you for a while."

With so many people living upstairs, they must want to know the cause and effect, and Luo Wanyu didn't want to disturb their mood.

"it is good."

After arranging everything, Luo Wanyu strolled upstairs.

In the room, Jiang Jinghuan and Mrs. Jiang were also talking about Wei Haochu and the others.

The food has been placed on the table, exuding a tempting aroma, but no one has touched it.

The maids beside him had been sent away, leaving the mother and son alone talking inside.

"Mrs. Wei is too arrogant, and Master Wei is letting her go. This time we are going to get into trouble. I'm afraid someone will bring trouble later."

Mrs. Jiang looked at her son as she spoke, wanting to see his reaction.

"Hao...Wei Haochu was also implicated this time. He likes to eat the food here the most. I'm afraid he will have to think about it for a long time when he goes back."

Jiang Jinghuan was not interested in the twists and turns between their adults.

"Ah Huan, you think too simply. There is only one Miaomiao in the Wei family. Is his decision really unimportant? Think about it carefully."

Mrs. Jiang's soft words are like sharp blades, forcibly breaking through Jiang Jinghuan's brother filter.

He really doesn't want to think too complicated about his brother. Just like he likes painting, he simply likes to paint the landscapes he sees. It's a kind of purity.

He picked up the ivory white jade chopsticks with his well-maintained hands, pinched the tender meat that was exuding fragrance, and put it into his mouth to taste the satisfying taste. He narrowed his eyes slightly, showing an expression of enjoyment.

This can only be revealed by eating delicious food.

"Have you figured it out?"

The taste in her mouth slowly dissipated. She took a sip of the tea beside her and then Mrs. Jiang asked. She had given enough time to her son.

"Mother, Haozi may have selfish motives, but he is not that bad."

"Innocent."

Mrs. Jiang scolded her, stopped talking about this topic, and ate quietly.

Jiang Jinghuan also began to eat quietly, and the only sound in the room was the sound of chopsticks gently clinking against porcelain bowls.

Wei Haochu hurriedly led Mrs. Wei to the capital city, where Mr. Wei had his arm broken two miles away.

"It's the master!" Xiao Song, who was driving the car, saw Mr. Wei lying motionless on the ground from a distance.

"Father, where are you?" Wei Haochu hurriedly lifted the car curtain and looked out.

Wei Qixian was already lying on the ground motionless like a dead person, but Wu Da who was following him was still wailing.

The sound is also vague, as if it is still hanging on for its last breath and can be cut off at any time.

"Quick, help dad up."

The boy Wei Hao originally brought with him, plus the coachman brought by Mrs. Wei this time, a total of three people, quickly helped Mr. Wei onto the carriage.

"Sir, my arm is dislocated." There are many footprints on his body, which were deliberately beaten.

As for who hit him, they all knew it, and it was impossible to go back and cause trouble now.

I could only speed up my return to the city, take my parents back to the Wei Mansion, and call the doctor who was raising them.

Both masters fell, and the busy people in the mansion fell on their backs.

In the big house on Commercial Street, Fang Mansion.

"Why did you come back empty-handed? Where are my persimmons?" Master Fang came to a party for fun and attracted two dogs.

As soon as Ergou saw Master Fang, he immediately put on a sad expression as if his father and mother had died.

"Master, we met the prefect at Youyuan Inn. He was doing business there today and wouldn't let us get close."

This is what Young Master Fang didn't expect. It was just a persimmon, how could he attract the prefect.

"Seriously?" Master Fang stood up from the stool and walked around the room with his hands folded.

Is this persimmon really that powerful? Can the prefect go?