The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

Everyone gathered outside the store early in the morning, ready to continue their journey. Yan Liujing and Meng Xuanhe came with big dark circles under their eyes.

"Madam Wei, Miss Yan, did you not sleep well last night?" Song He asked, looking at their haggard faces.

"Well, the moonlight was beautiful last night, and I admired it for too long." Meng Xuanhe made up an excuse to get away with it.

But Yan Liujing didn't seem to intend to let her go. Ever since the two of them got on the carriage, her eyes had never left Meng Xuanhe's face.

"Liu Jing, what else do you want to ask?"

Meng Xuanhe opened her eyes helplessly, originally planning to take a nap in the carriage. But Yan Liujing, who obviously didn't sleep well like her, was not sleepy at all.

"Nothing." Yan Liujing shook his head, neither agreeing nor asking questions, just staring at her without blinking.

"You know me. This princess likes men. The third prince is so handsome. How can I not be tempted?"

Meng Xuanhe really didn't know how to tell Yan Liujing, so he simply told him the original reason why the princess imprisoned Xie Lin.

"You are amazing." Yan Liujing said with emotion after hearing this. Memories stretched her thoughts and she seemed to recall the ridiculous things that the eldest princess had done.

At that time, Meng Xuan was arrogant and looked down on everyone. Although Yan Liujing had never had direct contact with her, she knew that she was definitely a completely different person from the princess now.

It's strange, why would she think like that?

The more Yan Liujing thought about it, the more confused she became, so she simply stopped thinking about it. Meng Xuanhe should have his own thoughts on this matter, so she didn't need to worry too much.

Seeing that Yan Liujing had let this matter go, Meng Xuanhe heaved a sigh of relief. The rest of the journey went smoothly, and they arrived in Yangzhou soon.

"Madam Wei, Miss Yan, we have arrived in Yangzhou." Song He's slightly excited voice came, and the carriage stopped steadily.

The two of them lifted the car curtain and walked out, and the midday sun shone warmly on everyone.

Different from the prosperous scene of Bianjing City, Yangzhou City has willows swaying in the breeze, deep alleys, and blue smoke rising up, blending tenderly with the breeze.

I mistakenly compared jade to fireworks, and often dreamed of Yangzhou in my next life.

"Uncle, aunt, long time no see." After getting off the carriage, Yan Liujing hurriedly waved and greeted Jiang Tongpan.

Jiang Mingyuan was the magistrate of Yangzhou, and also Yan Liujing's uncle. Before they set out, Duke Yan had already sent a letter to Yangzhou, asking Jiang Mingyuan to take care of things.

"Liu Jing, the last time I saw you was five years ago. You have grown up a lot." Jiang Mingyuan said with a smile.

"Yes, uncle, it's been five years since we last met. Look, this is Madam Wei, the owner of a famous restaurant in Bianjing." Yan Liujing did not forget to introduce Meng Xuanhe.

Meng Xuanhe smiled slightly, which was considered as a meeting with Judge Jiang.

It was still early when they arrived in Yangzhou today, so Yan Liujing wanted to finalize the restaurant business first. After a brief greeting with Jiang Mingyuan, they discussed the matter.

"The Duke has sent me a message. I have already chosen the location of the restaurant for you. I am afraid you are short of manpower, so you can use the chef of the Jiang Mansion first."

It must be said that Jiang Mingyuan was meticulous in his work. When they were on the road these few days, everything about Zuixianju had been arranged.

After Jiang Mingyuan took them to the restaurant, everyone expressed their feelings.

The layout of Zuixianju in Yangzhou is surprisingly similar to that in Bianjing City. The slight difference is that it incorporates more of the characteristics of Yangzhou City, making it gentle, delicate and affectionate.

"This is the best location in Yangzhou, and Yuejiang Tower is also nearby." Jiang Mingyuan introduced with a smile, but Song He and Yu Liu were stunned.

"Master Tongpan, I intend to settle in Yangzhou in the future, so I want to buy a house in Yangzhou city."

Meng Xuanhe did not beat around the bush and directly expressed her thoughts. She would leave Bianjing in the future and would definitely find a place to settle down in Yangzhou.

"Madam Wei, do you have any requests?" Jiang Mingyuan knew that Madam Wei had a prosperous business in Bianjing City and had a good relationship with the Duke of Yan's Mansion, so his tone was polite.

"It would be nice if it were quieter and away from the downtown." Meng Xuanhe thought for a while and said, she didn't have any other requirements.

"I will ask someone to help Madam Wei keep an eye on it. It will only take three to five days at the shortest." Jiang Mingyuan nodded and agreed to the matter.

Yan Liujing then followed Jiang Mingyuan back to the Jiang Mansion, and only Meng Xuan and the five of them were left in the huge restaurant.

"If there are no other problems, we can open the business the day after tomorrow."

Meng Xuanhe took out the prepared menu from his bag, and stood in front of the counter, flipping through it again and again to make sure there were no other questions.

Jiarun and Jialang nodded. Jialang came close to Meng Xuanhe and muttered, "Madam Wei, it would be great if we could stay in Yangzhou forever."

Meng Xuanhe felt a little distressed. Jiarun and Jialang had too many sad things in Bianjing City.

"That day will come." Meng Xuanhe smiled.

Song He and Yu Liu seemed particularly nervous, and Song He's clenched fists were covered with sweat.

The day after tomorrow is not only their first day back in Yangzhou, but also the first answer sheet they have to submit after being driven out of Yangzhou.

Yuejiang Tower is not far away, and he must not let Bo Fengran down.

In order to familiarize himself with the recipe, Song He began to work on it. There was a sound of a kitchen knife hitting the chopping board, and the white jade-like tofu turned into strands of fine hair in the bowl of clear water.

Meng Xuanhe saw that everything at Zuixianju was on track, and she also posted a notice to recruit chefs in front of the restaurant. Now she could borrow the chefs from Jiang Mansion for emergency, but she needed to train chefs for Yangzhou Zuixianju even more.

There are many famous chefs in Yangzhou, but most of them are chefs who come to Yuejianglou because of its reputation. Everyone is not optimistic about this newly opened restaurant.

"You want to go to this newly opened restaurant? We have never heard of this restaurant in Yangzhou City. Don't you want to go to Yuejiang Tower?"

In front of the door of Zuixianju, a young cook was hesitating, and a man next to him jumped out hurriedly to advise him.

"I've tried Yuejiang Tower many times. I can't not support my family." The young chef smiled bitterly.

Entering Yuejiang Tower is naturally the wish of every Yangzhou chef, but if the dream is always out of reach, then one has to find another way out.

The young cook walked into Zuixianju and looked at the empty restaurant with some trepidation. He happened to run into Meng Xuanhe who was packing up his things, so he met the shopkeeper.

"Who are you?" Meng Xuanhe asked with some confusion, carrying cabbage in his hand.

"My name is Liu Yang, and I'm a cook. May I ask where the owner of this restaurant is?" The young cook was even younger than Song He and Yu Liu, and his immature face made him look unreliable.

Perhaps, he still needs a few more years of hard work and accumulation of knowledge. This is how the owner of Yuejiang Tower evaluated him.

Meng Xuanhe nodded in the puzzled look of the young cook: "I am the shopkeeper of Zuixianju, please follow me."

Liu Yang probably didn't expect that this ordinary man holding a basket of cabbage was the owner of Zuixianju. The young cook was slightly surprised, then followed Meng Xuanhe's figure and went to the kitchen with her.

Song He and Yu Liu were cooking peacefully and only looked up when they saw someone coming.

"Try your best dish." Meng Xuanhe handed him an apron and said with a smile. Song He and Yu Liu also put down their work and looked forward to the performance of the little chef.

Liu Yang was a little shy, but after seeing the down-to-earth shopkeeper and Song He Yuliu, who was not much older than him, his uneasy mood subsided a lot.

Compared to Song He, his cooking skills are a little immature. He is not very skillful in controlling the heat and details, but his cooking has a different kind of vividness and spirituality.

Liu Yang made a simple pastry - mung bean cake. It is made of peeled mung beans with wheat flour, vegetable oil, sugar and other ingredients. It is soft and delicate, fragrant, soft, fine and tight.

Meng Xuanhe reached out to taste it, and the fragrant aroma of mung beans immediately penetrated his nostrils, which was particularly sweet.

"Do you make more pastries usually?" Song He took a bite of the mung bean cake. It was not difficult to see that Liu Yang had put a lot of effort into making pastries.

Liu Yang nodded as expected.

"Zuixianju will open the day after tomorrow, so you can make more pastries today." Meng Xuanhe smiled, and it was obvious that she approved of Liu Yang's cooking skills.

Liu Yang said with some joy: "Yes, boss." Meng Xuanhe's words were tantamount to hiring him.

In the past few years, he has been facing setbacks everywhere, because pastries are not the mainstream business in restaurants. And the pastry chefs in Yuejianglou are top-notch, so how could he get a chance?

At his age, he should still be an apprentice. It's just that his family is poor and his mother is sick, so he has to go out to earn money. Looking at the magnificent appearance of Zuixianju, it should be opened by a wealthy family.

Liu Yang originally came here with only a glimmer of hope, but fate finally gave him a place to stay.