Whose farming family has the male protagonist giving three piglets as a gift at the beginning?

"Of course not," Su Yongan put down the abacus in his hand, his voice slightly raised, "There's nothing I can do. The lives of cattle and horses, who made this owner a hands-off manager? As soon as the restaurant opened, the people were gone. People who didn't know would think I was the owner of this restaurant."

Su Ziling raised an eyebrow, "From the tone of his voice, he seems quite resentful!"

"I dare not, I dare not, how dare I, the shopkeeper, you have given me a meal, I can't thank you enough."

The two of them fought back and forth, neither letting the other go.

"What are you two doing?" Shen Xingye's voice came from behind, looking at the two with confusion on his face.

Su Ziling looked back and asked, "Why are you here?"

Shen Xingye touched his stomach and burped, then smiled a little embarrassedly, "Of course we have to eat here, what else can we do?"

Su Yongan added in a low voice in her ear, "Mr. Shen is a frequent visitor here."

Su Ziling nodded thoughtfully, then his eyes fell on Shen Xingye's belly, "Yeah, I can see it."

His voice was full of smiles, and the corners of his mouth kept rising, unable to suppress it.

"You've been doing well lately."

Shen Xingye grinned like an idiot, "Hey, did you figure it out? My old man sent me something. Oh, by the way, you can go to my place and get some to bring back. There will be a share for you as well."

"And mine?" Su Ziling exclaimed in surprise.

"Yeah, after eating so much of your food, the old man finally got it. He sent some food over and specifically mentioned it to you."

It would be hard for Lord Shen not to know Su Ziling, one reason being because of the medicine she developed last year, and the other being the intercropping and ridge planting that she is currently testing.

When these two planting methods were reported back to the capital, they caused a huge uproar. What's more, they were proposed by an eighteen-year-old girl, which made the old stubborn people in the court jump to their feet.

He was just about to point at the person above him and curse him.

Of course, they didn't dare to scold that person directly, and finally they just glared at him and said some nonsense like "How can you believe what a yellow-haired girl says?" "Does she know how much grain Nanning Prefecture produces in a year? If the military rations are delayed because of this, how will she compensate?"

But no matter what they said or how much they objected, the man above was determined to try.

His decree made the already shaky court even more turbulent.

It can be said that even though you may not have seen the person, his name is well-known.

In addition, every time Shen Xingye sent something back, he would write a letter, which would contain several pages of nonsense, and every sentence was about Sister Xiaoqing.

This is made by Xiaoqing, and that is for you. Xiaoqing took me to the village again today...

He talked a lot, and Lord Shen was scolding him as he watched, and scolding him for being useless as he watched.

After reading the whole article, half of it mentioned Su Ziling. It was hard for him not to know about it, and of course it made him even more curious about Su Ziling.

"Thank the old man for me. I remember he likes old tea, right? I think there's still some at home. I'll bring it to you some other day." Su Ziling agreed with a smile.

"Yes, he likes tea and wine. Hehe, he likes the wine you brew. Give him two more jars and I'll ask him to give you money. The old man is very rich. Give him more."

Su Ziling started to doubt again, is this guy really the old marquis' biological son?

"You, take control."

Su Ziling hesitated to speak, Shen Xingye looked confused, "Control what?"

"Your clothes seem a little tight?" Su Ziling said tactfully.

"Right!" Shen Xingye slapped his thigh, lowered his head and tugged at his clothes, and said to Changce beside him: "Changce, the fabric you bought this time is not good. Look, it has shrunk after only two washes."

Chang Ce: “…”

Chang Ce was speechless and thought to himself: Sir, this has nothing to do with the fabric. This fabric is already top-quality fabric. But you didn't say a word about your weight gain.

But he still agreed, "Yes, sir, I'll make a note of it. I'll change the cloth merchant next time."

Shen Xingye nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Su Ziling, "Are you done with your work? If you are, let's go together. My carriage is parked outside."

"I just got here, you go back first, I'll come over by myself later."

Watching Shen Xingye turn and leave, Su Ziling called out to Changce, "You should ask your young master to eat less. His belt is about to break. Also, walk more if you can. The horse is tired."

Chang Ce: “…”

"Yes, I noted it down."

As soon as Chang Ce walked out of the door, he heard Shen Xingye say, "Oh, this dried mushroom fried rice is so delicious. It's a pity that the old man can't have it. By the way, Chang Ce, I seem to smell scallion pancakes in the restaurant. Go buy me two. I don't know what's wrong with the weather today. It's only a few months now, and it's so hot. I sweat profusely just by taking a few steps."

Changce silently said in his heart, "I'm sorry, Miss Su, I really can't stop him and I dare not stop him. Instead of hoping that he can control his mouth, I might as well hope that this restaurant will close down soon.

He turned and entered the restaurant. The air was filled with the aroma of scallion pancakes. He swallowed his saliva, skillfully bought a scallion pancake, and then...

I found a seat, ordered a glass of papaya water, and devoured it.

After eating, he did not forget to clean up the mess. He wiped his mouth and made sure there was no oil on his hands before turning around and leaving.

"Sir, the scallion pancakes are so good, ugh, the scallion pancakes are so popular, they are sold out now."

Shen Xingye frowned and lifted the car curtain, "Gone? Then why did you take so long?"

"I had to queue up, and it was sold out when it was my turn. What a pity! I was supposed to be the next one, but it was sold out. I even offered double the price to the person in front of me, but he refused to buy it and just ate it in one bite and left."

Chang Ce said calmly and skillfully, thinking, this can be considered as helping the young master, right? Eat less, gain less.

Hearing his words, a person who had just walked out of the restaurant with two scallion pancakes in his hands was stunned.

He looked at Changce, then at the restaurant behind him, and wondered, could it be that we were going to the same restaurant?

Shen Xingye frowned, "Didn't you tell Qingjiu to make more next time? Why is it that it's gone every time I eat it? I haven't had the scallion pancakes she made for several days!"

"Yes, yes, I've already said it. There will definitely be one tomorrow. Sir, let's go first. It's too hot today. If we wait any longer, the ice jelly will be cold."

"Yes, yes, yes, let's go back to the mansion and eat ice jelly."

……

Everything was normal in the restaurant, with Su Yongan watching over the front and Aunt San in the back, so she felt relieved. She took a look around, flipped through the account book, found nothing wrong, and turned to the restaurant opposite.

The restaurants were also crowded with people, some eating noodles, some eating fried rice, some eating black bean hotpot and some eating mushroom hotpot, all kinds of food.

Qing Jiu was busy in the kitchen and she hired an aunt to help her. Ji Yunhe was in charge of the lobby and everything was in order.