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There are less than 2000 people in Yunqing town. In addition, there are about 10000 people in Yunqing town.

This is just one of the most famous pastry shops in Jiguo.

It is said that many high-ranking officials and dignitaries have come to Yunqing town to buy pastries from Xiangsu studio.

But now all the customers are coming to the store.

If it's not delicious, it's OK to eat the new style cakes made by Feng Tingting.

The shopkeeper of Xiangsu Zhai is waiting to open the door in front of other people's shops in the early morning.

It's only one morning from the early opening to the end of sales.

Even if it is a little longer, it will close down in the near future.

And the time is short, even if they want to find trouble, they have no space to squeeze into the shop.

Feng Tingting's business model has not changed. On the contrary, her business is getting better and better.

It can be said that pastry is a monopoly.

After all, handmade, and she uses modern machinery to make sweet and delicious cream, that is not comparable.

What's more, the food in the back kitchen will be sold out, and there will be no other things left.

All cakes are made on the same day and sold out on the same day.

Feng Tingting goes to the kitchen to supervise when she makes cakes every day. The rest of the time, she shrinks in the house and makes friends with Cui run.

Feng Tingting's own meixianju has been ready for a long time.

This should have been opened before this, but Cui run has not been waiting for Feng Tingting, so he has been closed.

She is also planning to open a business, but just ran into a pastry shop, can only run aground.

This day, Feng Tingting and Cui run are eating in the yard when the second shopkeeper of the shop comes in a hurry.

"The big shopkeeper is not good. Someone is making trouble!"

Feng Tingting raised her eyelids and said in a soft voice, "if someone makes trouble, report to the official."

"Big shopkeeper, the county yamen town comes to visit for an hour. I'm afraid it's too late. I can only come to you."

Feng Tingting frowned and asked, "can you inform the master?"

"I informed you in the morning, but the master said that you need to solve your own problems, shopkeeper."

Feng Tingting's eyebrows are getting tighter. She has already experienced making the shop return to its original rhythm. How can she make trouble!

"The main business of the town is several councillors, among whom the highest status is Mr. Yin. My uncle has some friendship with him. I'll try it."

Cui run said that, the second manager found that Cui run was the hero of the previous event.

However, at the moment, he did not care about these, urging Feng Tingting to go back and solve the matter.

Feng Tingting didn't think much about the relationship between a salesman and an agent, so she went to the shop.

At the moment, the theatre is full of spectators.

The second shopkeeper called out, and the crowd made way for it.

"So you are the big shopkeeper. You are a young boy."

Feng Tingting coughed a few times, but she didn't smile: "it seems that my age has nothing to do with my business mind. I can only say that I am lucky and met master he Zhirong."

"Mr. He Zhirong is indeed a good man, but he was misled by lard and chose you as a villain

The man who came was the second brother of xiangsuzhai. When he finished, a young man came with an old man.

The old man's face was as pale as earth, and his lips were blue and purple. He had been covering his abdomen. It seemed that he was poisoned.

Feng Tingting picked her eyebrows: "what's the situation?"

"What's the matter? It should be your honey sweet room. My uncle was poisoned after eating the cakes in your shop!"

"We all make and sell cakes now. The supply is in short supply. Where can we do such a thing?" The second brother couldn't help but go back.

Feng Tingting raised her hand, looked at the old man and looked at their clothes.

What kind of pastry did you buy

"It's the plum shaped cake that was poisoned after a bite. Your honey sweet room is clearly a black hearted shopkeeper who uses bad materials to make money in the dark."

The second brother snatched the words and scolded, and it became more and more difficult to hear.

Feng Tingting is not angry. She squats down and looks at the young man's expression.

"Is there anything left to eat?"

The young man glanced at his second brother and took out the plate plum cake from his arms.

Feng Tingting only looked at it and knew that it was not her own shop.

She couldn't help sneering that since she wanted to frame up and didn't do her homework well in advance, she actually made such a substandard fake product.

Seeing that Feng Tingting doesn't speak, the younger brother smiles coldly.

"Why, I'm afraid. Go with me to see the official!"

"Supervision is OK, but I heard that the county government office is a few kilometers away. Even if you go to see an official, do you have to report to the official first?"

"Hum, don't think we are afraid of you. There are still masters in Yunqing town!" The second brother said, his head raised higher, Feng Tingting can see his nose hair.The second shopkeeper pulled Feng Tingting's sleeve and said in a low voice: "the boss behind the Xiangsu studio is one of the agents in charge of the town. If we look for the master, we can't be good!"

Feng Tingting is also worried at the moment, but she believes Cui run will help him.

"Well, please bring the person in charge to judge, and I'll wait here!" Feng Tingting carries a chair on her back and sits at the gate.

Feng Tingting's expressionless expression makes the little second brother feel a little scared, but when he thinks of their ending, the corner of his mouth rises, and then he asks for someone.

This is a bureau. No matter whether the pastry is from their shop or not, as long as the person in charge stands by them, Feng Tingting is doomed to lose.

So she's looking forward to Cui run bringing people.

After waiting for about one incense stick, I heard someone shouting "here comes the councillors.".

Feng Tingting stood up happily and saw two middle-aged men in splendid clothes coming from afar.

One of the men is whispering something to Cui run, while the other is charitable, but his eyes are full of malice.

Who is good and who is bad is clear at a glance.

Waiting for people to walk in, Cui run came to Feng Tingting's side and laughed placidly.

Feng Tingting's heart sank, and she couldn't help but look at the councillor Yin.

Thin tall, ordinary looking, no characteristics.

"Are you the shopkeeper of MI Tian Zhai?" Another member looked at Feng Tingting with a flash of surprise in her eyes.

"He Zhirong chooses people who look like this white face. They are so old-fashioned and dim eyed!"

"This little brother can become a shopkeeper at a young age. He must also be capable. What kind of person is he Zhirong? Don't you and I know?" Councilor Yin said without ceremony.

He also looked at Feng Tingting, and looked at the old and the young sitting next to him.

The doctor around him felt the pulse quickly. It was really poisoning.

"Master, he was poisoned, but it was not serious. He should have eaten the wrong food."

"My uncle is poisoned only after eating the pastry of honey sweet room. Master, you must make decisions for my uncle!" The second brother yelled again.

Feng Tingting asked people to take their own plum cake from the kitchen, and then pointed to the young man's half of the cake.

"The cakes in the honey sweet room are sandwiched, but the old man eats without any decoration. I think the two masters will give us an account of the truth or the slander."

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