My wife is a sword god

After returning from Liu Mansion, it was approaching evening and before Qin Feng set off, Ya'an brought people to Qin Mansion to visit.

Seeing the harmless smile of the other party, Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth: "Since I promised you before, I will naturally not default on my debt. You don't need to come to the Qin Mansion to block me."

Ya'an waved his hand: "Brother Qin treats a gentleman with a villain's heart. I'm just worried that Brother Qin is a newbie here and doesn't know how to go to the Star Reaching Tower, so I came here to lead the way."

Qin Feng glanced at Wang Xu next to him, and said with a strange expression: "Are you leading the way? If Uncle Wang hadn't led the way, you might not even be able to find the door of the Qin Mansion, right?"

These words struck a chord with Ya'an. She looked down and turned her head away, walking towards the west.

But Wang Xu stopped him: "Sir, the way to Zhaixing Tower is on the other side."

The scene was a little awkward for a while

He was going to be slaughtered anyway. Qin Feng originally wanted to ask his wife to go to Zhaixing Tower with Ningshuang to have a try.

But the two of them didn't know why. After coming out of Liu Mansion, something felt wrong, and they looked at him evasively.

Even the proposal to go to the Star Reaching Tower together was rejected by the two of them.

In their words, they have more important things to do.

Is it cultivation?

Qin Feng didn't know why, so he could only leave Qin Mansion with Heitan Tou as his bodyguard.

"Miss, my uncle is gone." Lan Ningshuang said crisply in the kitchen.

"Yes." With Liu Jianli's strength, he naturally knew that Qin Feng had left.

They had already dismissed all the servants in the kitchen in order to hone their cooking skills.

They couldn't count on that unreliable mother, so when they were in Liu's Mansion, they went to look for grandma and got her ancestral recipe.

I have to say that the recipes given by my grandma are completely different from those given by my mother.

It not only mentioned how the vegetables and meat should be handled, but also carefully marked the heat, cooking time, and the amount of oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar.

In Lan Ningshuang's heart, her admiration for her grandma has reached a new level.

"How's the restaurant going?" Ya'an asked aloud on the way.

"The people from Shen Gongfang have been asked to build it. It will be open for business in at least three days." Qin Feng replied while looking at the surrounding scenery.

Fengtian City is the imperial capital after all, and even after dark, the lights are still brightly lit.

There was an endless stream of people coming and going, and the shouts of the vendors were even louder than during the day.

Ya'an nodded and reminded: "The Imperial Capital is not as good as Qi Yuancheng. It is not that simple for your restaurant to become famous here."

"Of course I understand this, but don't I still have you?" Qin Feng said with a smile.

"How do you want me to help you?" Ya'an asked curiously.

"If I remember correctly, the auction of Jubaozhai should be coming soon. When we were in Jinyang City, in addition to Immortal Drunkenness, I also gave you a seasoning that can enhance the freshness. Do you remember?"

Ya'an nodded clearly: "I understand what you mean. I will rely on my connections to have Jubaozhai in Fengtian City auction your seasonings and take the opportunity to make your restaurant famous."

"Thank you very much." Qin Feng said, cupping his fists.

"But what's the benefit of me helping you like this?" Ya'an asked.

"With our relationship, wouldn't it be awkward to talk about benefits? Besides, you can also get a commission on the monthly profits of Wangyueju's branch.

The more the restaurant makes, the more you will naturally make. "

"Oh, they are all businessmen. Don't do this with me. Let Fengtian City's Jubaozhai help. I will also have to spend favors and costs."

Don’t they all say that women are emotional, but it’s useless to play the emotional card. It’s really just a matter of money. Qin Feng’s face stiffened: “Then what do you want?”

“I want to get five more points from the restaurant’s monthly profit from now on.

Of course, I won’t let you suffer. If you continue to open a branch in Fengtian City in the future, I will also help you select a location and promote it.

We can even provide you with manpower and let you borrow the name of Jubaozhai. What do you think? "Ya'an turned his head and looked.

Five points for these, no matter how you look at it, it's a profit.

If you want to gain a foothold in Fengtian City, you will definitely have to face all kinds of monsters and monsters.

And Jubaozhai, with its mysterious background, is the best shelter for the restaurant.

However, although he had already accepted the proposal in his heart, Qin Feng still pretended to be wrong: "Is five points too much? For the sake of our friendship, how about three points?"

A businessman who cannot afford to start early will naturally make more if he can.

Ya'an pondered for a moment. She was very optimistic about the prospects of Qin Feng Restaurant. After all, the immortal drunkenness and hot pot made her eyes light up even if she had eaten delicacies from all over the world.

As long as this restaurant is well run, it can definitely compete with the Star Reaching Restaurant, and it will be a huge profit.

Ya'an, who wanted to understand, was about to agree, but found Qin Feng's eyes drifting elsewhere.

Then he looked around and saw that it was in the direction of the brothel.

Needless to say, there are warblers and swallows, and the half-hidden beauties still holding the pipa. The light gauze curtains and fragrant red sleeves add to the charm.

Looking at those beauties, Qin Feng sighed in his heart, after all, the brothels in Fengtian City, even the girls standing on the street, can compare with the courtesans in Jinyang City.

It's no wonder that Mr. Shi, the old prostitute, had only been to Fengtian City a few times and was full of praise for the brothel girls here.

Looking at the specifications of the brothel building, Qin Feng opened his eyes by slashing his butt with a knife.

He had read in a book that brothels were also divided into three, six or nine grades.

And the best first- and second-class brothels usually have names ending with "Yuan", "Guan" or "Ge", which sound very elegant.

For example, the Piaoxiangyuan not far ahead, the second-floor attic is half-open, and each room is designed like a courtyard.

There are graceful girls playing the guzheng or blowing the jade flute, and some are even swinging on the swings!

As the swings swing, the jade legs are looming under the thin pink skirt, which is very exciting.

This is much better than those street girls who directly expose their legs!

Qin Feng was so excited that he thought of a poem from his previous life and couldn't help but recite it out loud: "After playing for thousands of years, I got up and straightened my slender hands, the dew was thick and the flowers were thin, and the thin clothes were soaked with sweat."

Wang Xu, who was also attracted by the brothel, turned around and exclaimed: "Mr. Qin is really talented in poetry. This poem really touches my heart."

"No, no, I just wrote it out of inspiration." Qin Feng waved his hand.

"As expected of Brother Qin, who wrote the poem about the beauty of the ages in Baihua Valley, this kind of poetry is really easy to come by.

However, I hope Brother Qin will use this talent for poetry in the right way and not make mistakes." Ya'an said coldly.

Why do you have to speak so sarcastically? Are you angry? Qin Feng pulled the corner of his mouth and returned to the topic: "By the way, my suggestion just now"

"Five points, not a little less."

"Uh"