The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 108 Parrot Learning to Talk (2)
From time to time, the richly dressed young man would throw something in his hand to the parrot to eat.

I just heard him say to the parrot: "Your voice is good, I will feed you meat."

The parrot fluttered its wings a few times, dangling its fat body on the bird stand.

"Hello, son, hello, son..."

The jubilant cries of the parrot sounded in the small bamboo house.

"What an obedient little beast." After finishing speaking, the rich man in fine clothes flicked his index finger, and a piece of bird food fell into the food plate of the bird shelf without any mistakes.

Le Qing walked into the room, just in time to see his son-in-law lying on the soft couch playing with birds in a lazy state.

This fresh and elegant bamboo house is the private residence of Gu Xizhao, the third son of Gu Xiangfu. Not to mention the maids in Gu Xiangfu, servants are not allowed to enter easily, even the master of Gu Xiangfu without Gu Xizhao's permission. Step into this small bamboo house for half a step.

Gu Xizhao lay lazily on the soft couch, half of his body facing Le Qing.

I saw him with a green silk and jade crown, brocade silk-like hair casually draped over his shoulders, and a plain brocade and moon white robe poured on the reclining chair. With a slight smile, his facial features are extremely clear, a handsome man who looks like a painting and a poem.

"Young master, your flying pigeon is passing on the letter."

"Ah."

Yueqing stepped forward respectfully, and handed the letterhead to Gu Xizhao.

Gu Xizhao reached out to pick it up, his fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints, such a pair of men's hands were even more beautiful than women's slender hands.

Gently unfolding the curled letter paper, Gu Xizhao read all ten lines at a glance.

After seeing the content on the letter paper, a smile appeared on his face, seemingly happy, but not happy, making it difficult to understand his thoughts.

Even though Le Qing had followed Gu Xizhao for many years, he still couldn't see through it at this moment, and couldn't figure it out.

What is the meaning of the young master showing such an expression, and what is the content on the letterhead.

After reading the letterhead, Gu Xizhao curled his fingers and pinched the letterhead into a small paper ball.

"It's kind of interesting." After finishing speaking, the smile condensed on the corner of his lips deepened.

The small Zuixiangfang can steal the business of Fengxiang Building. There are more than ten Fengxiang Buildings in Liangguo, and the cooks in each Fengxiang Building are all famous chefs hired by him from Shangjing with a lot of money. The royal chef of the imperial palace, Fengxiang Building business of other families has been very hot, just this one in Zhishui Town.

It's really interesting, Zhishui Town - Zuixiangfang, it's really so powerful, he wants to see it for himself.

Everyone said that he, Gu Xizhao, was a genius in business, and he was making money every day. This sentence was also true. At least for so many years, the businesses and restaurants he owned had never suffered losses.

But when you are in a high place, you will inevitably feel a little lonely or boring. Before, there was no one worthy to be his competitor for Gu Xizhao, maybe now there should be.

In just two days, Fengxianglou's business could be taken away, and a small restaurant could hide dragons and crouching tigers. With such powerful people, he was really looking forward to meeting them.

Gu Xizhao rolled his eyes, looked at Le Qing, and said, "I'll tell you, let people pay more attention to the movement in Zhishui Town these days, and let me know if there is anything."

"Yes, my lord." Le Qing respectfully accepted the order.

After giving orders, Gu Xizhao waved at him, then he took a few steps back consciously, turned and left the small bamboo house.

After Le Qing left, Gu Xizhao stared at the parrot in the cage, and said to himself: "Could it be that there are people in this world who are more powerful than him and know how to do business better."

Of course the parrot couldn't understand what the owner was saying.

It bounced a few times on the bird stand, tilted its head and looked at Gu Xizhao.

"Young Master is amazing, Young Master is amazing."

Gu Xizhao glared at it, and scolded: "Yun Ge, don't make noise, be careful that I will burn you tonight."

Yunge - is the name Gu Xizhao gave this parrot.

Hearing Gu Xizhao's threats, Yun Ge seemed to understand grievances like a human being, and immediately closed its beak obediently, looking at Gu Xizhao timidly.

"Yunge is not noisy, Yunge is not noisy, Yunge is a good bird."

"It's really a rambunctious broken bird." Gu Xizhao frowned, pretending to aim at the birdcage and stretch out his fist.

Yun Ge thought that Gu Xizhao was going to kill it, so frightened the bird lost its courage, and quickly flapped its wings and flew up, flapping its wings, and shouting imitatively: "Young Master kill Yun Ge, Young Master kill Yun Ge."

Zhishui Town.

On the second day after digging the purple taro, Zuixiangfang launched many new dishes one after another.

There are braised pork chops with purple taro, braised pork with purple taro, eight-treasure rice with purple taro, pearl purple taro balls, emerald purple taro cake, fried shredded taro with mountain delicacies, etc.

In the morning, a variety of purple taro snacks and purple taro glutinous rice balls were also launched.

In the evening, purple taro teppanyaki is also offered.

Because the purple taro is delicious and fragrant, the cooked dishes and pastries are even more delicious in color and fragrance, and it was quickly favored by the wealthy people in Zhishui Town.

In the next few days, Zuixiangfang was full of customers, and the business was even more prosperous than before.

Wanlaifu welcomes and sends off every day, and the smile on his face never falls.

Flicking the beads of the abacus every day, watching the money coming in, he was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.

Just as Wei Changjue predicted, this purple taro is indeed a good thing, even more popular than pine fungus.

Compared with the prosperous business of Zuixiangfang, in just a few days, Fengxiang Tower, which was originally the highest grade in Zhishui Town, seems to have been forgotten by those rich people.

The front of Fengxiang Building is deserted, the traffic of passing passengers is sparse and withered, and the business has plummeted.

It was time for dinner today, but there was not even a table of guests. The chefs in Fengxiang Building had nothing to do, and they all hid in the back kitchen and chatted.

It's been a long time since a guest came to the door, Zhao Tianxiang put his hands on his back, and he was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, and he paced back and forth at the gate.

At this time, a clerk came in and stood beside him. The clerk lowered his head slightly and said, "Shopkeeper Zhao, I heard that in the past two days, there are new dishes on the Zuixiangfang."

"There's a new dish again. What kind of dish is this time?" Zhao Tianxiang stopped and asked the waiter with a raised eye.

New dishes are served one after another, how many new dishes do Zuixiangfang still have to serve? These new dishes are really endless, but they have robbed them of Fengxianglou's business.

This Zuixiangfang is simply trying to crush their Fengxiang Tower directly.

Hearing Zhao Tianxiang's question, the guy replied, "It seems to be called purple taro." The information he got was not accurate enough, and the guy spoke vaguely.

(End of this chapter)