The rise of the poor

Chapter 869
"120 three, 120 four, 130 eight"

In Meimeiju pastry shop, the little maid Xi'er tilted her head and counted with her fingers, but she didn't know what she was counting.

"What are you counting?"

Just as the little palace maid Xi'er was concentrating, a voice without a trace of emotion sounded faintly behind her.

Accompanied by this faint voice, Princess Ning'an appeared behind the little palace maid Xi'er with a dark face. Another little palace maid beside her wanted to remind Xi'er that it was the princess who was going to ask questions, but As soon as she saw the princess's dark face, the little maid immediately stood beside her with her hands obediently, as quietly as Zhang Nianhua.

"I'm counting the people who eat at Zhuji. The opposite side has just opened, and there are so many people in their store, which is more than our six months combined."

The little palace lady Xi'er had a relatively long reflex arc, and because she was concentrating on counting the number of Zhu Ji on the opposite side, she couldn't hear Princess Ning'an's voice at the first time. After hearing someone asking what she was counting, she subconsciously counted five He answered ten times, and even put himself in the shoes of others. Judging from the booming business of the Zhuji store opposite, he felt that the business of his store was bleak. There was a tone of envy and jealousy in his voice.

While Xi'er was answering, she turned her head, and the black-faced Princess Ning'an suddenly appeared in sight, and Xi'er's emotional voice stopped abruptly, like a stupid duck being strangled by the neck.

I coughed so hard.

My heart trembled even more, this time I was doomed.

If he had known earlier that Princess Ning An had asked this question, he would not have answered like that even if he killed himself.

Ever since Zhuji opened the restaurant, the princess's complexion was not good, especially when waves of customers came into Zhuji fast food in an endless stream, the princess was as jealous as a rabbit, and her face turned blue.

"Oh, there are 130 and eight guests on the opposite side. You look so carefully." Princess Ning'an looked at the little palace maid Xi'er with a smile, but the smile on her face was fake, not on the surface.

It's really dark clouds pressing down on the city and wanting to destroy it.

"Uh..." Although the little palace maid Xi'er is not very clever, she has been by Princess Ning'an's side for so many years. She can still tell whether Princess Ning'an is happy or not. Hearing what Princess Ning'an said, she trembled. I don't know how to answer.

"Uh, what, you're playing with me in Cao Ying, and your heart is in Han. I've been reminding you to look at the store to attract business, but I didn't expect you to devote all your attention to Zhu Ji on the opposite side. Hehe, it seems that it's me. The temple of Meimeiju is too small to accommodate a Bodhisattva like you, that’s all, since you care so much about Zhu Ji, and I see that the opposite side seems to be too busy with business, then I’ll just send you to the opposite side to do it. A cook is ready."

Princess Ning'an looked at the little maid Xi'er with a half-hearted smile, slowly stretched out her little hand, pinched an orchid finger, and pointed to the opposite side.

"No princess, maidservant made a mistake, maidservant doesn't dare anymore." Little palace maid Xi'er turned pale with fright when she heard Princess Ning'an's deterioration.

"Hmph! Next time, be careful with your skin!" Princess Ning An snorted coldly, turned around and left with a flick of her sleeves.

The little maid Xi'er breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of her life after the catastrophe, her chest heaving uncontrollably.

Sitting in the shop, Princess Ning'an looked at Zhu Ji's customers coming and going, not to mention the envy and hatred in her heart.

Damn, damn, damn!

Are these people blind? Opposite is a peddler who sells broken pigs into the water. Why are they swarming in?

Be

It tastes good.

However, no matter how delicious it is, it's a waste of pigs!I heard that the cook on the opposite side is a wild cook from the countryside.

All the dim sum in my shop are made by the royal chef. The flour is ground from high-quality wheat that is tribute from all over the world. All the ingredients are carefully selected, and only those who are nobles in the palace are eligible to enjoy them.

This princess showed great kindness and praised you all, but you didn't appreciate it, so you didn't eat the imperial meal and snacks, and went to eat the broken pigs!
They're all blind people!

Ok

Princess Ning'an's eyes became redder and redder, like a pair of rubies.

In fact, it's not just Princess Ning'an, the shopkeepers of Sihai Restaurant, Shilixiang and other restaurants nearby are also jealous like rabbits.

After hearing the news of Zhuji Fast Food's opening, these shopkeepers all put down their work and appeared near Zhuji Fast Food, silently watching the opening of Zhuji Fast Food's new rival.

As for the store, they will not go in, they will not contribute to Zhu Ji's business.

In fact, in the past, they would not regard small shops like Zhuji fast food as their opponents, but last time they tasted the braised pig meat provided by Zhuji for free, they had to pay more attention to Zhuji.

It is really delicious that Zhu Ji made the stewed pork.

It's not that they haven't done work these days, and they want to steal Zhu Ji's unique recipe and cooking method for braised pigs, but Zhu Ji is obviously prepared, and they are very strict about braised pigs, and there are people guarding them day and night They couldn't even get close to the pot and stove, so they had to give up their plan to steal the recipe.

After seeing Zhu Ji's continuous stream of diners, the shopkeepers' eyes became redder and redder, and their hearts couldn't help getting more and more angry.

"Hehe, Mr. Ma, I heard that Zhu Ping'an's small shop selling pigs is just ahead. Let's go and have a look and see how 'hot' Zhuangyuanlang's business is."

Ouyang Zishi held a folding fan in his hand, and the gentleman appeared gracefully on the street where Zhuji Fast Food is located. He smiled and said to an official beside him that when the word "hot" was mentioned, the corner of Ouyang Zishi's mouth A sneering smile broke out.

Zhu Ping'an! ! !
Hmph, robbed my number one scholar, robbed my Hanlin Academy, and got entangled with my established fiancée!

In the past few days, there are memorials, treasury checks, and sutra lectures. They dance very well and show off their limelight.

I've been upset with you for a long time, but I have no good plan, and because my uncle told me to keep a low profile in the near future.

Ha ha
I didn't expect that you, the number one scholar, would go into business, and you would still be in the lowly and dirty pig business, which became a joke in the officialdom.

I passed by to see a joke, so I don't violate my uncle's instructions.

Ha ha
I can already imagine the scene of Zhu Ping'an's shop being filthy and filthy, and it must be very interesting to go back and tell everyone about it.

"Hehe, okay, but just take a look. If it's for dinner, I'm definitely not in his Zhu Ji. I can't compare with Zhu Ping'an, but I can't afford to be a pig."

The official next to Ouyang Zishi replied with a smile, oh, when he looked up, he realized that this official was also an acquaintance of Zhu Ping'an's—Ma Huating, a lecturer in Prince Jing's residence.

That's right, after Ouyang Zishi was selected as a Jinshi, he was assigned to the Prince Jing's Mansion to watch politics, and Ma Huating happened to be a lecturer in the Prince Jing's Mansion, so it was normal for the two to know each other.

(End of this chapter)