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On the next day, Uncle Biao brought Ershan to gather the ingredients, and also went to inform Susu and Auntie Chen that they no longer needed to hide and hide. On the other hand, Xiaowan and Aunt Zhang stayed home to clean.

In each room, he replaced a few big pots of bed linen, Xiaowan carried them to the back door and went to the well, then ran over to see Aunt Zhang wiping the floor. He said to her, "Evening, go to the kitchen and boil some hot water.

Xiaowan secretly laughed and ran back to avoid Aunt Zhang. She lightly clenched her right fist in front of her chest as she thought.

In the blink of an eye, the bedclothes flew up from the wooden basin, and the well rope flew down with the wooden bucket to fetch water. In the blink of an eye, the bedsheets flew up from the wooden basin, and the well rope flew down with the wooden bucket to fetch water.

She was no longer panicking, but had her hands on her waist while she waited for Aunt Zhang to finish what she was doing and come help. Seeing that Xiaowan was drying himself, she could not help but ask: "Evening, why are you so quick, did you wash up?" She touched it and smelled it again. It was very clean.

"Oh my god! You're too hardworking!" The Aunt Zhang praised again and again, "If I didn't become the boss, I'm afraid the boss would have kicked me out."

Xiaowan hurriedly said: "No, no, even if he did, I would not agree to it. I am the Lady Boss after all."

The Aunt Zhang laughed: "How can you do crude work like Lady Boss. The previous day, you were at loggerheads with each other. What about now?"

Xiaowan picked up the wooden basin and thought for a moment, then said with a smile: "Outside from Princess Xiang, inside my Lord."

The two of them laughed and talked as they entered the door. Ling Chaofeng was just returning from outside, and seeing them being happy, he asked them something.

Ling Chaofeng smiled as he shook his head, and asked: "Tomorrow, will you follow me to the pier to welcome the guests? I've ordered the fine charcoal, and it's also from the same boat.

Xiaowan was naturally very willing. After a whole day of hard work, she cleaned up the entire inn and helped Uncle Biao prepare the ingredients.

Night time crawled in Ling Chaofeng's embrace, while Hubby crawled in her body. After that, he fell asleep in satisfaction, and the sky lit up the moment he opened his eyes.

Ling Chaofeng wore a deep indigo robe today, and Xiao Yan rummaged in the closet for the same kind of robe. The blouse outside was white with an indigo lining, and it had a wide belt with a red rope tied with an agate bead. It would not be too white, and the indigo would not be too dark. Everything was just right.

She had already learnt how to fix her hair and jewelry. Coming down from the stairs to stand by Ling Chaofeng's side, she was like a pair made from heaven and earth.

Today, he had picked up two carriages. As the guests were privately interviewed, although they could rent cars at the pier, since they were customers of the store, it was up to them to complete the mission.

On the way, the Xiaowan asked Ling Chaofeng what kind of guest he was, and how much authority he had.

Ling Chaofeng said: "It's much bigger than the Ministry Of Justice." In fact, even if he told the Xiaowan, she couldn't tell the difference between high and low, so there was no need to be too complicated.

When the sun rose up high in the sky, a large ship slowly entered the Baisha River.

"Lord Tang has arrived." Ling Chaofeng's eyes were sharp, as he led his wife to welcome his.

Xiaowan watched curiously as a middle-aged man walked down from the stage. He looked to be about fifty years old, and compared to the Lord Sun from before, he did not look any higher ranked.

"Lord Tang." Ling Chaofeng cupped his fists in greeting, and just as he was about to introduce the Xiaowan, the man waved his hand and turned, as though he was waiting for something.

Then, a man and a woman got off the boat. The man's temples had turned white, and that lady, even though she was not a young girl, she looked younger than Aunt Zhang. She was definitely more beautiful, her temperament was more gentle, and when Xiaowan saw her, her heart trembled.

"Chao Feng, are there any rooms available for you to bring your two friends here today?" The Lord Tang said gently, "I will only be staying for two days."

"You two are?"

"My friend."

Hearing Lord Tang's reply, Ling Chaofeng knew he could no longer ask, and politely welcomed them in front of the carriage.

The lady looked curiously at the busy docks with a smile in her eyes. She spoke to her husband from time to time. The man looked at her with mild eyes and listened patiently.

Although they were not old husbands and wives, they were still younger by quite a bit, but the older man had an indescribable aura, causing Xiaowan to not dare to look at him, but the Madam was much more gentle, and was extremely courteous to Xiaowan.

The husband and wife drove together and the guests sat in the carriage. From time to time, they could hear the conversation inside. The Lord Tang was very respectful as he constantly said, "Old Master and Madam, it's better to be careful outside. Two or three days is enough."

The lady smiled leisurely and said indifferently, "Go on."

Outside the carriage, Xiaowan asked her husband softly, "Husband, are they officials that are even bigger than Lord Tang?"

Ling Chaofeng laughed lightly: "Maybe, we will just entertain the guests."

"Mm, I don't care." Xiaowan vowed, "No matter what happens in the future, I will discuss it with you."

Very quickly, they returned to the tavern. Xiaowan jumped down from the car and carried a small stool from the door to help her wife get off.

Madame's hands were white and tender, different from Aunt Zhang's. Clearly, she had never worked, and her jade-like skin was her lifetime of living a life of luxury.

However, she was different from a person who lived like a prince. In her eyes, there was a sense of nobility that seemed to be able to contain everything.

When the shop heard the movement of the carriage, they knew that the customer had arrived. Aunt Zhang came out with a cup of tea and smiled: "Lord Tang, may I look forward to seeing you …"

Xiaowan led the guests in and walked towards them. But halfway through her words, she suddenly froze in place, not moving at all.

The three guests entered the shop and took a seat. The atmosphere was a little strange, Aunt Zhang put down the tea set and said indifferently: "I wonder if there are other guests.

Even the Xiaowan felt that something was amiss, but when she saw Ling Chaofeng giving her a look, she dismissed the crowd and went back to the kitchen.

As expected, Aunt Zhang was standing at the kitchen door with a teacup in hand. She quietly walked forward and asked: "Aunt, what's wrong?"

Aunt Zhang regained her senses and laughed lightly: "It's nothing."

After thinking for a bit, he stuffed the teacups back to Xiaowan and said: "Your uncle is busy. I want to be his assistant, so I won't be going to the front.

"Oh." Xiaowan naturally agreed, but Aunt was a little weird today. So many things had happened before, so many strange people had appeared, but she had never seen anything strange before.

He came back to serve the tea, and when he saw his husband and Lord Tang standing by the side to talk, Ling Chaofeng gave her a meaningful glance so that she would do as he pleased. Xiaowan was clever, furthermore, it would not be difficult to deal with two polite elders.

"How old is young lady now?" the lady asked her.

"Seventeen years old, just married in the early autumn." The Xiaowan said shyly, "I've been learning in the tavern not long ago, if there's anything I can't take care of, I'll have to ask Madam to take care of it. My name is Xiaowan. "

Xiaowan would never dare to look directly at him, but he smiled at his own wife, "You're about the same age as me back then."

However, he was laughed at by his wife. "What about you back then?"

At this time, the Lord Tang and Ling Chaofeng came over and said to the Xiaowan: "Let Madam go to her room to rest. There is still an hour before lunch."

The Xiaowan cordially invited them: "Madam, this way please."

The Lord Tang was originally a side house, but he refused. He insisted on staying in the house facing the north, and the Xiaowan did not force him, as every room was completely cleaned.

Only Xiaowan and Ershan were the only ones in the shop who brought tea back later on. Normally, they would always hear the laughter of the Aunt Zhang, but today, she had entered the kitchen and did not show herself again.

"Husband, is Aunt alright?" Xiaowan was very worried.

"Do your thing and take good care of the guests." Ling Chaofeng did not say it half-heartedly. After all, he did not know where to begin talking to the Xiaowan.

If Aunt Zhang was certain that she didn't want to talk about those things, then she would turn everything around and explain it to her. If she wanted to explain it, then she would be better off telling Xiaowan herself.

The Xiaowan's mind was simple. If the Aunt Zhang did not come, she would work hard to take care of everything, going up and down busily, waiting for lunch to start, and then bringing the dishes and broth to the table with Ershan. No matter what, the Lord Tang refused to eat with the two of them, and could only set a table at the side.

As for Xiaowan marrying into the Xiaowan and eating all kinds of delicacies under the heavens, every customer within the restaurant was amazed at his culinary skills. It was as if the two of them had seen the world before, although they praised the delicacy of the dishes, they were only so-so, and were very different from the customers that they had seen before.

As for the Lord Tang, he had always been restless and unable to eat a proper meal. After that, the Xiaowan seemed to have heard her wife say to him, "If you keep going like this, you can leave first. We won't be able to rest in peace."

When it was the Xiaowan's turn to eat with Ershan, they were at the back kitchen while the Aunt Zhang had already returned to her room. Only the Uncle Biao was preparing for dinner, and when he heard the Xiaowan ask Ershan, "It seems like it has a huge background. Hubby said that the Lord Tang is even bigger than the Ministry Of Justice, bigger than the Lord Sun, then older than the Lord Tang, how big is it?"

Ershan scooped up the rice in his mouth, his speech slurred and seeming to be intentionally flippant: "It must be very big."

Uncle Biao was cutting the vegetables at the side without saying a word.

In the afternoon, Ling Chaofeng and Lord Tang brought the two to the town. Xiaowan busied herself for the entire morning, and was initially resting in her room, but because she was worried about Aunt Zhang, he crawled up and went downstairs to the backyard to find Aunt Zhang.

Just as he was about to open the door, he heard Uncle Biao's voice saying, "They don't recognize you?"

Aunt Zhang's voice was cold, as if she had become a completely different person. "I recognize him, he's smiling at me."

Uncle Biao asked again: "Does shopkeeper know?"

Aunt Zhang did not make a sound.

Uncle Biao continued, "Since it's like this, what else can we do?

Xiaowan was dumbfounded. Could it be that the guests who came today were old friends with Aunt Zhang? Why did they bring her back?