Qin Zheng knocked on the door, which startled Xia Mingyue.
After Qin Zheng explained why he was here and invited her out for dinner, she nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."
During this meal, there was Qin Zheng, Tuo Lei, and Xia Mingyue.
The little maid refused to eat and stood aside to serve.
Seeing this, Qin Zheng took a large porcelain plate, took some from each of the three dishes and put them aside separately, and said to the little maid, "Girl will get cold if you don't eat."
The little maid was a little surprised when she heard this.
She looked at Qin Zheng deeply, took it, and silently walked to the dwarf aside to eat.
The dishes made by Qin Zheng were as delicious as ever.
Torresili started eating them, praising how delicious they were and picking up rice grains from the corner of his mouth from time to time.
Qin Zheng ate calmly and quickly, looking at the small mouth, he actually ate well.
Extremely fast.
Xia Mingyue didn't care about eating at all.
Soon, the food was all gone, and Xia Mingyue hadn't even taken a few bites.
Seeing this, Qin Zheng said, "Madam, we need Qin Zheng to make some more food."
Seeing this, the little maid suddenly felt guilty and hurriedly said: "Madam, eat mine."
After saying this, she almost wanted to slap herself in the mouth and let Madam eat her leftovers.
Xia Mingyue was not interested in eating, but said with waning interest: "That's it, I won't eat."
After saying that, he got up and went to the yard.
In the evening, Xia Mingyue kept wandering in the courtyard, hoping to see Lu Fang come out so that she could meet her again.
Unfortunately, Lu Fang's door was closed tightly and he never opened it at all.
It was clear that he didn't even want to look at her. .
She stared at the black window, remembering that when the city was destroyed, she lost her home, left her former rich and pampered life, became homeless, and was almost raped by robbers.
Later, she saw her father seriously ill, and had no choice but to commit herself to The sight of people brought tears to my eyes.
She squatted on the steps dejectedly, ignoring the cold night wind.
She sobbed and cried, and said while crying: "Brother Fang, can you really not forgive me?
Have you forgotten that when we were playing together when we were young, I always liked to play behind you, but you They didn't like to talk to me.
Later, when we got older and wiser, and we got engaged, you picked a pansy and gave it to me in the back garden.
Have you forgotten all this?"
She wiped her tears and said: "I know you may blame me and hate me, but have you ever thought about me, a weak woman, our city is ruined, our family is gone, my father is seriously ill, I don't have any money, and I still have to suffer Others bully you, what should I do?
If you were me, what would you do?
You would watch your father die of illness without caring."
She sniffed and said in a tearful voice: "I actually hate myself even more.
If I was killed when the Southern Barbarian Army came in, I would have nothing to worry about from now on, and I would never know what happened next.
Maybe you You will also think of me as your fiancée and feel sorry for me.
That would be better than being ignored by you like this."
After a long time, a calm voice came from the room: "Mrs. 26, are you done?
If so, can you leave?"
When Xia Mingyue first heard the voice, she originally had hope in her heart, but when she heard the words that were still neither salty nor indifferent, she almost collapsed.
She sat on the ground in pain, letting the cold air on the ground soak into her body.
Body.
She smiled bitterly, shook her head and sighed sadly: "Brother Fang, I didn't do anything wrong.
I feel like I didn't do anything wrong.
In this troubled world, I am just a rootless person, drifting with the tide.
Everything I do is helpless.
"Excuse me, if I do anything to make you unhappy, it was not my intention."
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The people in the room were silent for a long time, and finally sighed softly, with a hint of tenderness in their tone: "Mingyue, in fact, you have always misunderstood.
I have never resented you.
You have done nothing wrong."
Hearing this, Xia Mingyue seemed to have had a turn for the better.
She couldn't help but cling to the cold and stiff ground with her hands, and stared at the door while holding her breath.
The person in the room said slowly: "Mingyue, you have always been like my sister.
I regard you as a relative.
After we got engaged, I also regarded you as the person I want to work with for the rest of my life."
He paused. , and said: "But that was in the past, when the country was overthrown by Great Yan.
At this moment, our marriage is impossible.
The reason I don’t want to see you is because you are now the widow of Twenty-six Housekeepers.
Too much entanglement with you will only lead to criticism if you insist on remarrying.
Then you’d better find a man who can treat you well.”
Xia Mingyue's face turned ashen, and she said tremblingly: "Don't you know that you are the person I want most?"
Lu Fang shook his head and said calmly and resolutely, "No."
The people in the room said no more.
Xia Mingyue stood under the cold moonlight with a pale face and said no more.
Torre, who had to eavesdrop on all this, had no choice but to run to Qin Zheng's room: "Let her stand outside all night."
Qin Zheng glanced at him lightly: "Since you have the heart to cherish the beauty, you might as well accept it."
When Torre heard this, sweat broke out on his forehead: "No, I can't bear this delicate lady."
Xia Mingyue stood there for who knows how long, until the sound of the clock sounded outside.
It rang five times, and it turned out to be the fifth watch.
Xia Mingyue forced a smile, as if talking to herself, and as if she was saying to Lu Fang: "Brother Fang, you know, the most painful time in my life is not when the city is broken and the family is destroyed, nor when I am helpless.
When I married the white-haired man, it was not even the time when my father passed away.
The most painful time for me was when I was holding a soup spoon and you stood in front of me and asked me for a bowl of porridge. " "At that moment, I just wished that nothing had happened.
I really wished that I could be more selfish."
She stroked the messy hair on her cheek and smiled: "It's a pity that everything has happened and we can never take it back."
She reluctantly stood up, slowly took out something from her arms, placed it gently on the steps, and said softly: "Brother Fang, I have always kept this thing by my side.
Now, I will leave it to you to think about. " After doing this, she called to her little maid: "Huan'er, let's go."
She walked out of the small courtyard step by step with her head lowered, her hair messed up, and her face pale.
When she walks out, she will really have nothing to do with Lu Fang anymore.
She should be her twenty-sixth wife.
For life, the twenty-sixth lady without the twenty-sixth housekeeper The next day, Torre opened the handkerchief on the steps and handed it to Lu Fang.
Lu Fang didn't answer it, so Torre had to open it and saw a dried flower inside, a pansy.
The pansy was picked when it bloomed most charmingly, and was carefully stored in a brocade handkerchief by a passionate woman, which has been preserved to this day.
Torre's rough hands couldn't bear to touch the pansy, and he looked at Lu Fang for help: "You really have to give it up."
Lu Fang glanced at the dried flowers, walked over, picked them up with his slender fingers, and crushed them lightly before they shattered.
Broken dried flowers, some light pink and some white, drifted away with the cold wind.
Lu Fang said: "The more beautiful something is, the more delicate and fragile it is.
This dried flower should have been born in a prosperous and prosperous age before it could have a good death."
The street food at the one-person restaurant is increasingly in short supply, and there are even situations where people come specifically to buy and want to buy dozens of cans at once, making it impossible for subsequent customers to buy.
The guests were dissatisfied and asked, "Do you really need dozens of cans?"
The guest in front of me was so convincing.
Everyone in my family, including everyone, needs to eat, and my guys also need to eat.
We can't just eat the delicious food on the road.
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The tangy Qinjia street food, the guys are drooling from the sidelines.
If you think about it, I took dozens of sips up and down, and it was not enough to only carry dozens of cans along the way.
Others heard this and thought about it, but they were angry after all. flat.
Seeing this, Qin Zheng had no choice but to come forward in person and said that the street food was for everyone's convenience.
Before her restaurant could figure out a way to cook more street food for everyone, each person should not buy more than ten cans.
This temporarily calmed the situation of some people buying in large quantities.
But we can't keep the purchase limit like this.
After thinking about it for a while, Qin Zheng asked Ya Po to find a suitable house plate for drying street vegetables.
At this time, after what happened to Xia Mingyue, Cui'er rarely came to the one-person restaurant, so Qin Zheng saw this situation and hired a few more people.
In order to ensure that the taste of the newly produced street vegetables will not be very different from the current ones, she specially asked Bao Gu to supervise the production and be responsible for the selection, washing, drying, cutting and drying of the ingredients themselves, as well as the last step of frying.
Then Lu Fang will take charge personally.
After such a period of polishing, Lu Fang's fried street food tastes no different from Qin Zheng's.
At the same time, in order to save costs, Qin Zheng visited the entire vegetable market and finally selected several farmers as regular suppliers of food ingredients.
This way, he could ensure supply and quality, and at the same time, he could purchase at a lower price.
At the same time, she went to the kiln and customized a kiln-burning mold for Qinjia Lucai.
The pottery pot produced had four big characters "Restaurant for One" printed on it, which saved the need for follow-up work.
The process of writing stickers also ensures the unique logo of Qinjia Road Dishes.
The only reason I considered this was because it was rumored that there were already other restaurants selling so-called street food from the Qin family's one-person restaurant.
The Qin family's street food is so popular.
Naturally, they are envious of the surrounding restaurants.
Some of them are trying to imitate it.
Unfortunately, the biggest characteristic of street food is that it has to be durable.
The entire production process is complicated.
If you don't have the production experience, you will not be able to master it.
If the heat is good, it is either too salty or too dry and tasteless, or it may taste good but spoil easily.
Some of them were imitated, and they sold well at first, but as time went by, everyone found that the food from other places was not as tasty as the Qin family's, or even as good as the Qin family's ingredients.
Although Qin Zheng's business is getting bigger and bigger now, and the Guanglu cuisine has made a lot of profits, and she no longer needs to worry about yellow and white things, she still sits around the pot in the kitchen every day and personally sits in the one-person restaurant.
Occasionally during her cooking breaks, she would sit at the back door of the front hall, resting in the cool air while listening to the discussions of the merchants dining in the front hall.
The merchants were traveling from north to south, so naturally they had all kinds of new things and well-informed news.
So although Qin Zheng was working at home, he could occasionally hear various news about Dayan and Phoenix City.
It is said that since the capital of Dayan was occupied by the Nanman, most of the land of Dayan has been ruined by the Nanman.
The Nanman went into the city and killed many people.
The few who were not killed, if they were male laborers, were kept to do hard work, dig holes to bury the bodies, and clean the streets.
If they were women, no matter whether they were pretty or not, they were all taken to serve in the military camp.
I also heard that the emperor has now fled to Sucheng, further north of the capital, and has gathered around him some loyal and patriotic people.
If the Southern Barbarian Army wants to fight north again, they will always be able to resist.
During this period, someone naturally mentioned the Lu family, so they mentioned that it was a pity that the Lu family were all dead, otherwise they could have fought a dozen people in the past to regroup.
Some people also questioned, saying that when General Lu was forced to the guillotine, it was said that his last words before his death were that he would not be able to see his ancestors in shame and be buried in a mass grave after his death.
It was said that from then on, the Lu family had no descendants and no descendants.
Having said this, I am afraid that no Lu family will ever be loyal to the Great Yan Empire again.
Shilipu is part of Phoenix City.
People here speak freely, and some people criticize the emperor.
They say that the emperor is too stupid.
He has ruined his throne and killed everyone who can help.
Now let’s see who he expects.
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Go, is it possible that he is still hoping that the Lu family, whose family was wiped out by him, will crawl out from under the ground to help him fight the Nanman?
When Qin Zheng heard all kinds of things about the Lu family, he sometimes looked at Lu Fang.
Lu Fang seemed to hear it, but also seemed not to hear it.
He always looked indifferent, still lowering his head, washing the pots and dishes, putting away the ingredients, etc. seriously and quietly. tgtgd1806102: