Want to spend the rest of my life selling chrysanthemum tea

"Is that much?" Cui Xiaojing saw Heitan pushing a small cart out, and the cart was full of food, and finally understood why it was "moved" instead of carried!

"That's right." Heidan said, "Master, you said before that this time there will be only so few, next time you will have to double the preparations, and you also said that you will buy me a bigger stroller."

"Oh." Cui Xiaojing swallowed his surprise, and asked, "Is it hard? Can I help get some?" Don't even think about helping push the cart with his buttocks up, he can't do it!

"No need." Heidan said heartily, "These things are not heavy, it's just that they are so many that they are difficult to carry, so I need a cart. I can push them by myself."

Heitan pushed the cart to the back door of Wanjun Pavilion, and the two of them ran back and forth several times before moving all the food to the wing room on the second floor. They could have called a few more servants to help move it, but Cui Xiaojing thought The less people know the better, so he and Heidan finished the move quietly without calling for help.

The original owner's physical fitness was not bad, and Cui Xiaojing didn't feel tired after running so many times.

"Master, what should we do with the food?" Heidan asked.

Cui Xiaojing was stunned to see the food piled up on the table. Why didn't the original owner just ask someone to serve it fresh or buy it directly from Qianxi Restaurant opposite, but moved it here from the mansion with great effort?Is it because he is afraid that someone will poison him, or is he afraid that others will find something abnormal?

Who prepares these foods, which are at least enough for dozens of people to eat for one meal? .

"You go back first." Cui Xiaojing said to Heitan after careful consideration, "I'll sleep here for one night."

Heidan said hello, and was sent away by Cui Xiaojing. The young master used to stay here often, so there is nothing to worry about, but...

"Young Master, Master and Madam are waiting for you to have lunch every day." Heidan turned back and urged, "Remember to come back early." It will be a long time to be talked about by the young master.

"Don't worry." Cui Xiaojing really wanted to keep Heidan as a company in his heart. The whole room was empty, which made him a little scared, but he probably didn't know anything, so it's better not to bring him in.

Seeing that Heidan hesitated to speak but was not at ease, Cui Xiaojing promised: "I'll go back after breakfast on the street."

Only then did Heidan leave in peace.

After Heidan left, Cui Xiaojing couldn't help sighing that the original owner's trust level was too low, and he had to make sure Heidan would believe it when he went back to have lunch. Of course, if he had a choice, he didn't want to stay here any longer.

Cui Xiaojing took a rest, then knocked here and there in the wing room to see if there were any clues that he missed.

In the end, he groped the wing room again, but found nothing wrong. Cui Xiaojing sat on the chair and thought, maybe he should lift up the carpet?

The hustle and bustle outside was blocked outside the door, which didn't affect Cui Xiaojing's thinking, but he couldn't think of anything out of thin air. Cui Xiaojing used to think that he was quite smart, but now he only thinks that he has only six senses through seven senses, and he doesn't understand anything.

It was still early before going to bed, so Cui Xiaojing had to pick out a book from the huge bookshelf to read to pass the time. He could understand most of the words here, but he couldn't write well.

It was very late, and when Cui Xiaojing realized that the night was already deep, the vague noise outside had quieted down, and there was a feeling of complete silence.