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Make money, make money, make money! As long as I make enough, I'm not afraid to squander it! Money can't buy my happiness, as long as the money is in place, I want hundreds or thousands of restaurants to be in place, then let's see if Li Mou still dares to say anything about me.
So I quickly set up a small restaurant, invited the great intellectual Mr. Zhang Shishun to write an inscription. Oh, how precious! I originally wanted to do it myself - "Why not use my meal money to cover it? I don't eat much, just one drink and one dish is enough." Oh, this is the greatest person in the world. I am so happy, nodding like a sparrow pecking at rice. If I had a tail, I would wag it like a propeller, haha~
The name " Panyue Residence" is quite high-profile. I'm Wei Panyue, and today I'm going to take down the Yue'er and put it in my " Panyue Residence" as a decoration. But after all, this is a small restaurant I operate in secret, I have to be careful not to let anyone find out. As a wealthy person like me, I attract thieves.
Although it's a small restaurant, the target audience is still literary and elegant people. Please help Mr. Zhang Shishun, it's been busy for about ten days, and everything is in order. "What have you been up to lately, leaving early and returning late? Aren't you afraid of being kidnapped and asked for ransom?" Early in the morning, I was just about to slip out. Today, I plan to go and find some treasures to use for a big promotion. I really can't bear to part with my treasures—just the day before yesterday, to thank Mr. Zhang, I gave away a precious ancient qin that I had hidden for a long time. The sound is clear and mellow, I like it, and he also couldn't bear to let it go, but he insisted on not accepting it. I tried to persuade him, threatening to smash the qin, before he finally accepted it. I think with his status, he should be able to afford a good qin, so it's probably the feel of this qin that he likes so much.
Ahem, I've been lost in thought for a long time, and Li Mou's small hourglass has run out. He tapped the desk, and I was surprised back to reality. "Hey, want some breakfast?" Arms crossed, he laughed heartily. "So you get up early every day just to come here and eat sanxian soup dumplings?" Aren't they delicious? I really want to roll my eyes, not rolling them is very uncomfortable, after all, forbearance is bitter!
"Sigh, you are so eloquent, always buttering people up." This person really has a big problem, can't stand seeing others happy. "Alright, finish your meal and go back first. I made an appointment with Mang to visit the newly opened satin shop. They have the flowing brocade there! Do you know how beautiful it is? Limited quantity, I have to go, I really have to go!" My acting skills, Mr. Huang should praise me for being so good-looking.
After Mang left, he really looked beyond help, threw me a bag of broken silver, shook his head and went back. I was overjoyed, strolling around the streets, afraid of missing out on anything good. After searching for a while, there was nothing but some food and drinks, some spices, and no special goods at all.
It's late at night, and there's a curfew. I'm hungry again. Mr. Huang has gone back to his hometown to visit family, so there are only two of us at home, me and Li Mou. So Li Mou went into the kitchen and made me a bowl of noodle lumps. They didn't look great, but surprisingly, they tasted good!
"Woo, Steward Li, we need you. You are truly my Zhiwei star!" I finished eating and went to grab him. He panicked and kept retreating until he was against the wall. "Hey, sorry, sorry, I was reckless!" I asked him to sit back down and explained my grand plan to him.
"So you're doing things behind my back again? What did you promise me when you refused my offer to have someone protect you?" He was a little angry, and I quickly grabbed his arm and swayed back and forth like a tambourine, "Wuwu, that's not what I meant. You can help me, and then I won't be bullied anymore." I tried to squeeze out some tears, but I couldn't, and I felt very embarrassed.
"I hope it's like this in the future. Don't cry anymore." He took a deep breath, tapped my head, and I quickly pushed him away. What kind of person is he?
"...Hey, let's order 80 bowls, with a specific quantity, first come first served!"..."Are you serious, 80 bowls?"..."Yeah, I think it's a bit too few, definitely not enough. With my promotional effect, at least 700 or 800 people will come for sure!"...
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