Wei Zhai and Zhou Jian are back.

Zhou Jian started his business and lived in a restaurant. One was to facilitate get off work, and the other was that the doors and windows of the restaurant were all made of glass. The glass was not yet available, and he was worried that someone would go to the restaurant to make trouble, so he and a few waiters lived in the restaurant to take care of him.

This afternoon, Su Yuancheng had already gone to tell him the prophecy of Nuandong, so he came back and listened to Wei Zhao's instructions and what to do next.

Qian is now the manager of the Houzai. When she saw Wei Zhao coming back, she hurriedly ordered the servants to arrange food.

Wei Zhao has no rule of "don't eat or sleep" here. Everyone often discusses things at the dinner table, and this time it is the same. When everyone comes to the table, they start talking again.

"How is the restaurant in the past two days? Is anyone making trouble?" Now the business in the clinic is deserted, and Wei Zhao can only hope that the restaurant can make money. After all, there are still people in Luofeng Mountain waiting for money!

When Zhou Jian heard him ask this, he quickly put down his chopsticks, took out an account book from his arms, handed it over, and said, "This is the account for the past half month. Master, please take a look."

Wei Zhao took the account book, flipped it around casually, and handed it to him. This was just over ten days since its opening. It was normal for him to be full every day. After all, his dishes were absolutely not available in this era. If you don’t have someone, you will have someone, and if you have someone, you will be good at business. But it still depends on the long term. In general, you have a good start.

"Everyone knows that there is a magistrate in our restaurant as a backer, and no one dares to make trouble." Zhou Jian said this and said, "However, the people from Ziyun Tower have been here twice and ordered a few of our signature dishes."

"Yeah." Wei Zhao nodded. It was normal for them to come and try the dishes. He was not worried at all by just tasting them. When Zhou Jian recruited the chef, he had let them practice for more than a month. If he just got tasted so casually and then steal the art, it would be impossible.

Moreover, when they came to taste the dishes, it means that their business has been greatly impacted. It is already forced to eat for them. It seems that Zhou Fan's life is not easy.

"If you don't make trouble, don't worry about them." He said lightly.

The visitors are guests. There are so many restaurants and restaurants in Luoxiang Mansion, he cannot let anyone in. Moreover, there are many recipes in his hand. Once the dishes are really copied and made, he can also produce new dishes. This is what it is really called "always imitated, never surpassed."

Zhou Jian nodded, he didn't tell Wei Zhao that he heard from the people in Ziyunlou that Zhou Fan was sick, but Xue Niang and the others had the same disease. He smiled and said that he was really unhappy. However, Zhou Fan was not ashamed to go to Jimin Medical Center for medical treatment. Zhou Jian was too lazy to say that he was having a meal, so it would be better if he didn't mention it if he didn't like it.

Su Yuanzheng saw that they had finished talking about the restaurant and quickly said, "Young Master, a batch of glass has been burned from Mr. Fang. I have already gone to Peng Xiaoyi to buy a shop today, which specializes in selling glass. It will be sold in a few days."

Wei Zhao was happy that this was his real big move to make money. He planned to take the high-end route of glass and only sold aristocrats. In the future, when Mr. Fang mastered the complete technology, he would also launch other glass products, including mercury mirrors, etc., so his army supplies pointed to glass. Restaurants and clinics focused on collecting intelligence and the other focused on collecting people's expectations.

This was a great joy, so everyone was naturally happy. They drank a glass of wine together. Even Liu Xiaoman, who was specially put back to visit relatives by Lu Shanchang, secretly took a sip.

"Young master, Su Yuancheng said we should prepare things to prevent a major disaster after the warm winter. Is this true?" Liu Chunsheng was happy and a little worried. If what Su Yuancheng said in the afternoon was true, it would be really not a good thing for them.

When everyone heard this, they put down their chopsticks and sat upright waiting for him to answer.

Wei Zhao thought about it and said that others could hide it, but his family was not necessary. So he told everyone about the conclusions he had drawn from the local chronicles in the prefect's office over the past century.

"So, there will definitely be disasters, but I'm not sure what disaster is?" Su Yuancheng asked quickly.

What he fears the most is earth movement.

Wei Zhao said: "Not it, it's just that there is a high chance that it will happen, but it's not necessarily true. But it's okay to be prepared if you are prepared. Tomorrow, Brother Liu, you will go back to the village and say to Uncle Xu, and ask him to tell everyone in the village, and prepare everything you should prepare. In addition, prepare more things in the house. If there is anything, let everyone stay in the house temporarily."

Liu Chunsheng nodded, his father and mother are still in the village!

Su Yuancheng is fully responsible here, while Wei Zhao in the restaurant asked Zhou Jian to be responsible and told him to cooperate with the government's exercises and strive to conduct several more exercises.

Although Zhou Jian didn't understand what "exercise" means, his greatest quality is obedience. In short, it's enough to cooperate with the government. Wei Zhao is always right. This has been completely brainwashed by Su Yuancheng and Li Wan'er.

After dinner, Wei Zhao and Luo Lan sat on the roof to watch the stars. Luo Lan had to go back to the mountains tomorrow and arranged it. The two cherished the last night they had spent together.

It was still a bit cold at night, and the roof was strong. Wei Zhao hugged his arms, but Luo Lan was not cold at all. He even mocked him as a weak cock, which made Wei Zhao very angry. A woman who knows martial arts is really annoying. But one day, I will make you cry and admit that I am not a weak cock!

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"Master, let's go for a half day to Luoxiang Mansion." A young guard rode on his horse and told the humanity in the car.

An ordinary carriage parked on the side of the road, and heard a muffled cough in the car, then lifted the green curtain with his hands and looked out, and a slightly hoarse voice came, "How far is it from Anping Village?"

The guard bowed and said, "A stick of incense will be Anping Village."

"Then go to Anping Village first."

"yes!"

The carriage slowly moved forward. As expected, in just a cup of tea, I heard the crowds of people in front of me and the sound of gongs and drums.

"Seventeen, what's the sound?" The person in the carriage heard the sound and opened the window and looked out.

I saw two people not far ahead, one was beating a drum, and the other was holding a gong. The drum beats were dense, which sounded very urgent. Then a group of people rushed from afar, carrying their shoulders, carrying their luggage, and some people carried the elderly and children on their backs, rushed to a big mansion not far away.

"Master, please come here later. Please go and inquire." The guard who asked Seventeen to tighten the reins and rode forward.

"Master, I think Anping Village is unusual and messy. Why don't we go in? We should go to Qingshui Town in front. Let's go to the front and try the tips?" The person who drove the car was also a young guard. He stopped the carriage to the side of the road and talked to the people in the car.
Chapter completed!