My husband is cold and heartless, we are reborn and divorced

"Stop." Jiang Wan shouted.

"What's wrong?" Fu Yan looked at Jiang Wan and asked.

"I want to eat some cold cakes."

"......" Fu Yan was speechless.

I just felt that Jiang Wan seemed to have an especially good appetite these days, and he had been eating non-stop at Prince Wei's mansion just now.

I still have to eat now.

"Why, your wife can't even eat a street cold cake?"

"......" Fu Yan opened the curtain, "Sui Lin, go buy some cold cakes."

"Yes."

Jiang Wan was eating cold cake while thinking about the restaurant.

I guess it’s because I ate too much today.

I ate a lot of food at the Prince of Wei's mansion, and even had a portion of glutinous rice jelly in the carriage on the way back.

After returning to Wutong Courtyard, I couldn't stand the dryness in my mouth and immediately drank a pot of herbal tea.

"Oh, I told my servant to make a pot of hot tea and warm it up before drinking it. Look, now you have a stomachache."

Seeing Jiang Wan couldn't help but go to the toilet several times, Madam Feng couldn't help but mutter, "After drinking such a large pot of cold tea, Madam is already afraid of the cold..."

But before Nanny Feng could finish her muttering, Jiang Wan ran away again, holding her stomach.

There were also toilets in ancient times. They were shaped like two square stones, and were designed with silk cushions sewn on them to suit the delicate skin of the nobles.

It is convenient for people to sit down, and after finishing, they can stand up by holding the handrail in front of them.

Jiang Wan didn't get up immediately after finishing. Who knows if he would come again as soon as he pulled up his pants.

The layers of clothes were so complicated that it took two servants to help take them off once.

Jiang Wan thought about sitting for a while longer, and out of boredom he played with the odorless dried red dates sitting next to him.

A light bulb went off in my head: if I could make a modern toilet, I could use it in restaurants.

Then her restaurant is not of the same level as others, and the toilet is also a traffic-absorbing point.

Now that the restaurant has just opened, the important thing is to attract customers and retain them.

Those unique decorations and dishes can attract people, but if you really want to attract royal officials and nobles, you have to come up with some novel things.

Jiang Wan clapped his hands!

Ok, deal.

Fortunately, this unlucky girl has done everything except those that are borderline and against morals and laws in order to attract traffic when she was a blogger in modern times.

For example, he did a series of outrageous things such as making a toilet by himself, making a sofa by himself, and even did an episode of wilderness survival.

It just so happened that he knew how to do it, so Jiang Wan became more adept at it.

After taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor, I started drawing with paper.

It has been eighteen years, after all. Fortunately, Jiang Wan put a lot of effort into doing this at that time, and the impression is deep enough.

She drew the structural diagram and cross-section diagram.

Even the working principle is clearly written.

After I finished the painting, I saw that it was already dark outside.

Jiang Wan asked his small kitchen to prepare hot pot.

Hotpot is a delicacy that you never get tired of.

Jiang Wan watched as the fragrant hot pot was served.

I couldn't help swallowing.

Just as she was about to pick up her chopsticks and start eating, Nanny Feng beside her reminded her, "Madam, the master is still in the study taking care of official business. Why don't you call him?"

Jiang Wan put down his chopsticks. He was so absorbed in drawing that he actually forgot about this person.

Jiang Wan thought about the last time Fu Yan and she ate hotpot and both of them had stomachaches.

Logically speaking, Fu Yan should not eat it again. He has always disliked dishes with heavy oil and salt. They affect his health and his work.

I don't like drinking either, because it causes trouble.

Jiang Wan thought for a moment and said, "The master almost called a doctor last time because of the spiciness. It's better not to call him. It would be bad if it delays his morning court tomorrow."

Although Nanny Feng was afraid that the master would come and blame her, she thought of what the lady had said to her last time.

She reminded the lady when she needed to. She really shouldn't have forced her. After all, she was just a servant.

Jiang Wan got his wish and enjoyed the delicious food by himself.

Lying comfortably on the couch, he took out the drawing he had just drawn and looked at it carefully to see if there was anything that needed to be modified.

This thing I am not professional.

Although I remember most of them, I don’t know what I have forgotten.

It is definitely necessary to make it first and then modify and test it over and over again.

Jiang Wan began to feel sleepy as he watched.

My eyes couldn't stop opening and closing.

Nanny Feng was watching from the side and was about to remind Jiang Wan to wash up and go to bed.

A voice came from the maid guarding the door outside.

"Hello, Master."

Nanny Feng was worried about Jiang Wan.

Just now she said that she should go and ask the master whether he wanted to come to Wutong Courtyard for dinner.

Now it’s okay. Jiang Wan has finished eating and the master is here.

I don’t know whether the master has eaten it.

Normally, it would have been used.

I guess he wouldn't blame Jiang Wan for not greeting him.

Nanny Feng prayed this in her heart.

But when he saw Fu Yan coming in, the first thing he asked was: "Has Madam had dinner?"

Nanny Feng stood there, not daring to answer. How could she say this!

I should have woken up the lady before the master came in.

Otherwise, I would be the one who would be unlucky enough to be asked this question by the master.

"I ate it..." Nanny Feng replied weakly.

He added: "Madam thought that the master had gone to the old lady's for dinner, so she ate by herself."

Fu Yan frowned when he heard this. He had been in the study, and after finishing his official business, he had been waiting for someone from Wutong Courtyard to come.

I thought that if Jiang Wan wanted to eat, he would definitely call me.

But he kept waiting until it was dark.

I finally know it.

Jiang Wan would not take the initiative to call me!

Fu Yan couldn't bring himself to come forward.

I didn't know how long I had been dealing with official business in the study until Sui Lin couldn't help but come to persuade me that it was time to eat.

Only then did he return to Wutong Courtyard.

Seeing that the yard was quiet, I thought Jiang Wan hadn't eaten yet.

I was worried and regretted that I should have come to see it earlier.

As a result, I saw him sleeping soundly on the couch after eating.

Even Nanny Feng beside her was still making excuses for her!

Fu Yan could smell the aroma of hot pot in the air!

Although I have only eaten it once, I can still smell it. Once you have eaten it, you will never forget it.

"You go down." Fu Yan stared at Jiang Wan.

Nanny Feng looked at Jiang Wan, who was sleeping soundly on the couch, with pity.

Jiang Wan was still immersed in her own beautiful dream.

Not only did he not notice anything, he also turned over with a hum.

"Um......."

Perhaps feeling that the light in the room was not bright enough, Jiang Wan lay on his side and covered his eyes with his hands.

Fu Yan could only see the half of her forehead and her willow-shaped eyebrows.

Fu Yan walked to the side and squatted, with only the person in front of him in his eyes.

The shadow fell on Jiang Wan, and he took away Jiang Wan's hand that was covering his face.

He couldn't help but stretch out his fingertips and carefully trace her outline.

Jiang Wan felt the itch on his face and frowned slightly.

Fu Yan paused and didn't touch her again.

Jiang Wan woke up, his eyes still half asleep and his face blurry.

"Awake?" The faint voice made Jiang Wan sober up a little. When did Fu Yan come?

No one reported it.

Jiang Wan propped himself up and sat up, his eyes still half-closed, and yawned, "Not awake yet."

"......." Fu Yan took a step back, "Have you had dinner?"

Jiang Wan's hand holding the earring loosened, "Master, haven't you eaten yet?"

Fu Yan lowered his eyes and looked at her, then nodded gently: "No."

Jiang Wan: “…” Even if he didn’t eat at this time, shouldn’t he say that he did?

"Then let the servant do it again." Jiang Wan lay back down and closed his eyes. "You can scream yourself."

Fu Yan didn't move or say anything.

Just when Jiang Wan was about to open his eyes and ask him in confusion.

He suddenly grabbed Jiang Wan by the waist, and the whole person was hanging on Fu Yan.

Jiang Wan had just eaten a full meal, and now being poked by him, he felt uncomfortable in his stomach.

"Fu Yan...put me down..."

Jiang Wan shouted weakly, where did he learn this from!

It's just like a psychopath having a seizure.