Kangtai really didn't dare to vouch for Captain Qiao, who was so generous, and looked at his master.

The Xizheng Street shop is small, compared to the property in the hands of powerful people like the King of Qi, but it is not small at all compared to ordinary shops. It is spacious and has three floors. In fact, it is not 'small'. It is used for morning tea business.

It’s similar to selling bean sprouts.

How could Qiao Qingyu be short-sighted?

Yan Tao said definitely "No."

After receiving the assurance from King Qi, Ji Rongjin felt relieved and immediately handed the agreement to Yan Tao, "I will send money to His Highness and Lieutenant Qiao on time according to the agreement."

Master and servant Yan Tao didn't take this matter seriously at all, and the agreement was casually thrown on the table in the corner of the room.

Servants bringing tea and water filed in, waiting for the master to wash his face and wash his hands in an orderly manner. Logically speaking, at this time, some people should have the foresight to leave.

Some people didn't, Kangtai wanted to remind him, but Miss Ji just didn't accept his prompting eyes, and smiled in front of her master.

Washing her hands, washing her face, and gargling her mouth, Ji Rongjin waited patiently until the servants filed out. When King Qi was about to leave, she hurriedly ran to his side and stretched out her hand as a sign of greeting.

Yan Tao turned his head and lowered his eyes to look at the inviting gesture: "It's not..."

"No, no, absolutely not." Ji Rongjin was frightened and interrupted quickly.

"Then am I senile, or have I fallen down?"

Ji Rongjin followed Yan Tao's gaze and looked at her arms that she had raised diligently. She was so flattering... She suddenly lowered her arms and pressed them against her side, "Your Majesty... Your Highness..."

Yan Tao raised his feet and strode out.

Ji Rongjin hurriedly caught up: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, I have something to ask of you, a daughter of the common people."

"Kangtai!"

"Ms. Ji, if the shop is given to you, it is yours. The other matters have nothing to do with Your Highness."

"..." Ah, why don't you give the shop a name? Why don't you hug such a thigh? Ji Rongjin paused, how can you do this?

Behind him, the young lady did not follow him. Yan Tao couldn't help but look back, and walked through the corridor into the study.

I decided to take over the Xizheng Street shop, and my future life would definitely not be so salty. I plunged into the morning tea shop from the next day, and started my busy and fulfilling entrepreneurial days.

May has gone by in a blink of an eye and ushered in the hot June.

In the Great Xia Dynasty, officials of the fourth rank and above had to go to court once every five days, and civil servants had ten days off every ten days. Whether they were courtiers who needed to go to court or civil servants who went to office (except for Dali Temple), they basically had to go to court.

Pass by Xizheng Street.

During this period, many matrons of government officials' mansions found that their men went to court without breakfast.

"Is the Imperial City preparing food for the court?"

"Madam, no."

"Then the master has gone to the restaurant?" The restaurant is not that early, so the ladies will inevitably have misconceptions. Could it be that there is an outhouse?

"Back to Madam, there is breakfast in the morning teahouse."

"Morning tea house?" The ladies heard this for the first time: "We leave home at about the same time every day, and there is still time to sit in the tea house and drink tea. Besides, drinking tea on an empty stomach in the morning is harmful to the body."

"Back to Madam, this morning tea house is not a tea house."

"..." The ladies were confused.

The boy didn't know what to say, "Madam, there is a private room for women in the morning tea house. You can try it."

The madam raised her eyebrows. It was a bit of a classy thing to have a morning teahouse exclusively for women. "I'm asking, who is behind the scenes?" The newly opened teahouse must be related to the people behind it if it allows the family to show their respect.

"Madam, this is His Royal Highness the King of Qi."

I see.

Half a month ago, the current emperor decreed that King Yan Tao of Qi be appointed Minister of War. This is a real job with real power, and it is the lifelong wish of many people in the official career.

It is common sense to pat his horse when you greet him.

The lady immediately decided, "Go and have a look."

In early July, the sun was scorching like fire outside, and the steam was steaming. Eggs could be boiled on the bluestones on the streets; ice cubes were placed inside the house, making it cool and pleasant.

Qiao Qingyu stood in front of King Qi and cried, "Your Highness, since I came to Beijing in the twelfth lunar month of last year, more than half a year has passed. One or two wages have not been paid. My family can't even open the pot. If I don't pay, I will starve to death."

Already."

The man who looked like an iron tower was like a naughty kid who wanted candy, crying pitifully with tears and runny nose.

Kangtai couldn't stand it and felt ashamed for him.

Yan Tao's hand while turning the book suddenly stopped, and Qiao Qingyu burped in fear and stopped, "Dian...Dian..." He punched his chest hard. Kangtai hit him from behind and lifted it up in one breath.

Yan Tao finally raised his eyes.

"Your Highness..." Qiao Qingyu and the lost children cried even more sadly when they saw their parents: "Please, Your Highness, make the decision for the little ones!"

He knows what Qiao Qingyu is thinking among his subordinates. Yan Tao has a clear mind and cold eyes, "If you have any questions, hurry up."

The man from the Iron Tower who was crying and acting like a naughty child immediately bared his teeth and grinned: "Your Highness still understands my thoughts."

The slender knuckles of his hands hit the table, click... click... again and again, which made Qiao Qingyu tremble with fear. He thought to himself, but he had to ask about it. Ever since that little bitch took over the restaurant,

, His Highness has never been to Osmanthus Alley once. Could it be that... he has not fallen out of favor?

He had never been pampered before. Kangtai was worried about this iron tower. Can his head be stuffed into his mother's belly and rebuilt?

Yan Tao glanced at him with a look that said if you don't tell me, I will kick you out.

"I said, I said..." Qiao Qingyu was so frightened that he dropped his beans, "Your Highness, just give me the morning tea house, which is enough to feed an entire camp."

The captain of the Great Xia Dynasty led two brigades, one with 100 people and two brigades with 200 people. Qiao Qingyu had 200 people waiting for him to feed him. In addition, his family was also brought into the capital, and life was really difficult.

But does King Yantao of Qi have just this many men? Of course not. He has an army of 100,000, 80,000 of which remain in the fiefdom, and 20,000 of which are in the capital. However, less than one of the 20,000 troops can stay in the capital.

Ten thousand.

Qiao Qingyu was a loyal general of Yan Tao, so of course he followed him to the capital, but this guy had a simple mind and strong limbs. After entering the capital, he had enough gold, soft and fine silver to live in the capital for two years.

But when he arrived, the trouble was gone after the New Year. Yan Tao withheld his military pay in the name of not being paid by the court. Unexpectedly, he actually reached out to a woman who he thought only earned a few hundred cash a day.

woman.

It's a terrible headache.

"You just stared at her?" Yan Tao laughed angrily.

When Qiao Qingyu saw that his master looked good, he immediately hit the snake with a stick and said, "That shop belongs to your Highness, but her beauty is not worthy of His Highness. I took the shop back for His Highness. What's wrong with that?"

Speaking of beauty, on a hot day, Kangtai felt a chill between his teeth. Miss Ji, with a sallow face, opened a morning tea shop and became the number one breakfast shop in the capital. Every day, there were a lot of customers and she was making a lot of money.

.

It's His Highness's fault, but many of the shops under His Highness's name are not profitable. How can I say that?

"Can you make money if you come back?" Yan Tao asked indifferently.


Chapter completed!