mtl008 Chapter 352: The Bad Times Are Still Good
Chapter 352: The Bad Times Are Still Good
Everyone shook their heads. Could ordinary people guess what Zhao Hengzhi was thinking?
Only Zhao Hengzhi was extremely embarrassed. He received a letter from home in the morning, asking him why he was staying in this small restaurant and refusing to go home, and whether he had already realized that the young lady who owned the restaurant was of high status.
Now that she is the legitimate daughter of the Marquis's family, she asked him whether he would marry her together with her original fiancée?
Zhao Hengzhi was speechless. This greedy mind was getting stronger day by day.
Ever since reading the letter this morning, Zhao Hengzhi couldn't face Qi Ningan. He always felt like he had some evil intentions.
Even though he had burned the letter, it was still awkward.
He was even more afraid that his family would come to Kyoto Prefecture in a fit of excitement. Then what would be the difference between him and Wu Jiangan?
I remember that Zhao Hengzhi wrote four or five letters, telling his family not to come. He couldn't afford to lose face and make it seem as if he had a purpose from the beginning.
Qi Ning'an looked at the pastry shop, confused, shook his head and walked out of the restaurant.
At the door was a horse-drawn carriage, which was rarely seen in the mansion. Originally, Marquis An Yong and Qi Ningliang liked to walk here, and there were too few female members of the family in the mansion. Although the carriage was not shabby at first, the decoration inside was quite simple.
As we all know, when you have money, you like to study these things.
Clothes, jewelry, carriages, mansions...
But the Yong'an Marquis Mansion always looks shabby and has little money.
Qi Ning'an got on the carriage and looked at the alley. He felt that such earth-shaking changes had taken place in just one year. It was really sad.
I won’t talk about how miserable I was a year ago, but my wish at that time was very simple. I wanted to have my own small yard and be able to make a living with my skills.
Thanks to cats and dogs, I will spend the rest of my life like this.
Qi Ningan’s wish is very simple, to be a salted fish and then let it rot.
Unexpectedly, a small restaurant could drag her into some inexplicable disputes time and time again.
Taking a deep breath, Qi Ning'an looked back at the road he had come from and felt that everything was the best arrangement.
"Miss, here we are."
The person who spoke was a guard who often followed Marquis An Yong. Perhaps because he was afraid that Qi Ning'an would not dare to get in the car, Marquis An Yong considerately replaced him with a common guard.
Qi Ningan's father in his previous life was a man who looked very free and easy, but not very reliable.
In addition to not spending money on wine and women and having a mistress, he also doesn't stay at home. He fishes, plays mahjong, and plants potted plants...
I like everything except going home.
Therefore, Qi Ning'an's impression of his father is just that if he has any troubles, he can talk to this man and they will be gone, after all, his life is filled with endless happiness.
But An Yonghou was different. He was so meticulous that Qi Ning'an once thought that this man was really extraordinary and could detect every detail.
No wonder he was once an incorruptible detective in the Dayan Dynasty.
But at this time, this famous detective was carefully selecting a suitable maid for his daughter.
"Cui'er, you can't do that. You are usually very clumsy. If you follow An'an, how will you two behave when you are both clumsy?"
"Ping'er can, but she may not like any of your names. You will have to change your names then."
"Golden Jubilee, it's a nice name, you don't need to change it, and she will definitely like it. You make great summer ice drinks."
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When Qi Ning'an walked in, he saw An Yonghou carefully selecting one by one. Today was a day off, and Qi Ningliang almost collapsed.
Since the birth of his younger sister, the family has indeed become more lively. Although his younger sister does not live at home, his father's madness has made him doubt whether it is his own problem.
"Dad, please don't take the girl in my room away!"
Qi Ningliang said in despair as he looked at the girl who usually combed his hair and washed him standing in the crowd.
"Don't be so stingy. She's just a girl. You can always buy another one if you lose her. Why are you angry?" Marquis An Yong took some time out of his busy schedule to perfunctorily answer his son.
Qi Ningliang... I've seen people who are biased, but I've never seen anyone this biased. Okay, okay, it's okay. My sister has been missing for so many years, it's time to treat her better.
Qi Ning'an was holding a food box, which contained sesame balls that he had just made that morning.
The restaurant was not too far from the Yong'an Marquis Mansion. The sesame balls were still steaming but not too hot.
When Qi Ningliang saw the hemp balls, his eyes lit up. He didn't go to restaurants very often on weekdays, and he ate very little for breakfast.
But unexpectedly, Qi Ning'an remembered his preferences and made them specially for him. The jealousy he felt just now disappeared instantly. What else could he want with such a fairy sister?
When I took a bite, the sesame ball that was supposed to be filled with pure red bean paste turned out to be a sesame ball with rose red bean paste filling.
It is wrapped in a layer of crispy sesame seeds on the outside, with a glutinous rice shell in the middle that is crispy on the outside and tender and chewy on the inside, with fillings inside.
It tastes rich and fragrant, and gives you an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Qi Ning'an calls this behavior the satisfaction that the sugar-oil mixture brings to humans.
Unexpectedly, adding some roses to the filling will make it more delicious and less greasy.
Qi Ningliang remembered that there was only one time before when he frowned slightly when he ate the bean paste-flavored biscuits, and then ordered a pot of tea. He didn't expect that this small action was actually remembered by Qi Ningan.
Qi Ningliang almost ate until tears came out of his eyes. What kind of fairy sister is this? Isn't she just a girl? Even if the sister wants 10, he can afford it.
But Qi Ning'an refused to admit it. She thought it might just be an occupational disease.
After all, he has been a chef for two lifetimes, so he should have some understanding of the customers' preferences. Besides, this is not too difficult for Qi Ning'an.
"An An, this is so delicious. Why don't we have this flavor on weekdays?"
Qi Ningliang asked while chewing.
"It's not always possible to find roses, and the flowers used to make stuffings have higher requirements." Qi Ning'an looked at Qi Ningliang's food box and said, "Brother, remember to leave some for Daddy after you finish eating. The bottom layer is the rice cake that Daddy likes to eat, and today we added his favorite osmanthus honey."
Qi Ningliang originally wanted to be jealous. Although his favorite food was glutinous rice, he also liked osmanthus.
Qi Ning'an was like a worm in Qi Ningliang's stomach. He took out two small bamboo tubes from behind and said, "Osmanthus tea."
Qi Ningliang!!! If he had asked this sister to go with him when he was studying or going outing, I wonder if he would have become the most powerful person in the world.
After all, his sister was too awesome. There didn't seem to be any place to hide these things, but she still took them out one by one.
How awesome.
Marquis An Yong, who was immersed in looking for a maid, finally saw his precious daughter coming.