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Probably from that time on, Qian Misheng compared everything with the people around him, and no one told him that the training of the dark guards was different from him.

He should learn how to be a normal child first, and then think about further things.

Fei Mo sighed and went back to the kitchen to see how the porridge was doing.

The weather was cold, and the charcoal fire didn't burn for too long. Fortunately, the porridge casserole was made of good materials, so it didn't get cold because of the extinguished charcoal fire.

Fei Mo brought out the whole pot, took the bowls and chopsticks, and other breakfast, and put them together and served them to Qian Weisheng.

"Master, breakfast is ready, do you want to use it now?" Fei Mo knocked on the door with the food box, and only knocked three times as usual, and then waited for Qian Weisheng's reply.

This time, he didn't wait too long, Chimisheng let him in after a while.

Qian Weisheng has already changed into a new suit, with a white background and golden silk threads embroidered with cloud patterns on the hem, looking much more energetic than before.

Fei Mo put the food boxes on the table and laid them out one by one: "Last night, the master said he wanted to eat salty porridge. This morning, I made cabbage and beef porridge. I don't know if it suits the master's appetite."

Qian Weisheng pushed the wheelchair over by himself, waiting for Fei Mo to serve him porridge.

Not knowing what else Qian Weisheng wanted to eat, Fei Mo asked An Yi to bring some of the breakfast items in the big kitchen, including deep-fried dough sticks, steamed buns, steamed buns, dim sum, and soy milk.

The cabbage and beef porridge is thick but not greasy, the cabbage is refreshing, the beef melts in the mouth, the taste is light, and the smell of beef is not heavy. After eating, Qianwei has a big appetite. He has not had the desire to eat something for a long time. Everything he made was so to his liking.

After eating a bowl of porridge, Qian Weisheng was stunned when Fei Mo spooned the second bowl and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Fei Mo smiled silently, and handed the bowl to Qian Weisheng: "Young one, go and eat with An Yi and the others later."

Qian Weisheng's face darkened, he didn't take the bowl Fei Mo handed over, and lost his temper: "Don't you want to eat with a cripple? In fact, you still don't want to eat with me, right?"

"Eh? Where do you want to go?" Fei Mo hurriedly explained, "It's nothing, it's just that the little one is just a slave, how can I sit and eat with you?"

"Why not?" Qian Weisheng said it as a matter of course, "Anyi and the others used to eat with me, but now they don't come."

Because of their different identities, Anichi and the others consciously distanced themselves from Chimisei.

Fei Mo also probably understood what An Yi and the others meant, so he could only persuade him: "Sect Master, it is different now, the difference in status is very important."

Qian Weisheng glanced at him: "I know, but you can sit down and eat together."

"Me?" Fei Mo was confused, isn't that right?

"You are the housekeeper, you should eat and live with me by my side." When Qian Weisheng said this, his face was completely blushing and his heart was not beating, and he was not guilty at all.

Fei Mo suspected that all the housekeeping matters she had learned before were wrong. How could a housekeeper and master get together all day long?

Housekeeper The housekeeper is mainly the housekeeper, not the daughter-in-law of the host's house, but also takes food and sleep with her.

I think so, but I can't say it like that, Fei Mo let out a sigh of relief, and comforted herself: Just take care of the child, but this "child" is a bit bigger.

"In that case, let's go with the sect master next time, I don't think I have prepared too many bowls and chopsticks." Fei Mo smiled decently.

Qian Weisheng nodded with satisfaction: "Then you will eat with me at noon, and I will ask them to prepare an extra set of bowls and chopsticks."

After finally coaxing the older baby, Fei Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

After breakfast, Qian Weisheng started to work. The whole affairs of Qianjimen have been sent to the study, waiting for Qian Weisheng to deal with.

Qianjimen is mainly engaged in ingenuity and buying and selling news, and secretly involves various industries. After all, if you want to buy or sell anything in the dark, you will inevitably use shops on the open side.

Therefore, with Qian Weisheng taking over, the business of Qianjimen has become more and more extensive, ranging from the largest inn in the south of the Yangtze River to a small tea shed beside the official road, almost all of them belong to Qianjimen.

Qianjimen is like a spider web, getting bigger and bigger, covering the entire Jiangnan.

Qian Weisheng went to deal with affairs, and Fei Mo had to get familiar with various details of Qianzhai, such as what small departments were in Qianjimen, and how the funds flowed.

After Fei Mo packed up his things, he walked out of the yard for the first time, and called An Si who was leading him the way in the morning.

"Daan Si, let's go to the accounting room first, can we?" Fei Mo asked one more question at the end, if Qian Weisheng didn't allow him to see it, he would ask Qian Weisheng again at noon.

The housekeeper must be familiar with the flow of funds in the house and know where all the money in the house has gone.

An Si is relatively silent, and when asked what he just nodded and shook his head, he seldom spoke.

Seeing An Si nodded, Fei Mo was a little worried, and asked one more question: "Are you sure? The sect master allows me to look at the account book?"

"...The head of the door said that the butler can do whatever he wants." After Ansi was silent for a while, he decided to speak Qian Weisheng's original words.

The corners of Fei Mo's mouth couldn't stop rising, and she decided to make pigeon soup for Qian Weisheng in the afternoon, to nourish him.