Chapter 63 Three Kings Ascension {8}
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She is full of mature and demure, a half-aged mistress, with a special charm.

"Hello madam, my name is Su and my name is Qianqian. You can call me Qianqian."

It wasn't that she was suspicious, what if they happened to know their name as a "waste material" and turned to tell others?
"How can this be done? It's better to call her Qianqian."

Seeing her insistence, Su Qianling stopped talking on this topic.

"My name is Xu Man. Girl Qianqian, you can just call me Manniang. You don't need to call me 'Ma'am'. It sounds awkward to me."

"Hello Mannia."

Mannia smiled heartily and waved her hand.

She can't change back to the cowardly and incompetent Xu Man she was before. She is strong as a mother. It's fine for her to be mediocre and mediocre all her life, but her child can't be like this.

"I heard that girl Qianqian, you want to sell this store?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Su Qianling didn't know what was wrong at all.

Mannia smiled, but there was endless sadness in that smile.

"You must know Song Taiwei, Miss Qianqian, right?"

Su Qianling learned from the vague memory of the original body that Song Taiwei liked beauty, was wild and promiscuous, and had many concubines who married into the house.

However, he passed away due to illness a few years ago, leaving countless properties.

Many children began to plan to carve up the deceased father's inheritance, and the city was full of ups and downs, vigorously, and the original body was out of the house for a long time. To know these things, I learned about them by accident from the gossip secretly discussed by the mopping-up Obasan.

"know."

"My lord... No, Song Taiwei did a lot of things by stealing property from others, and after he died, his sons and daughters competed with concubines for inheritance, and Wen'er and I were one of them.

We have nothing to do with the world, we just want to have a place to settle down and live well in the future, that's enough.

But who knows that the other concubines have the support of their natal families behind them. I am just a cook who cooks in Qingqinglou, and I worked hard to win this shop from many aunts.

As a result, they refused to even give me and Wen'er a shop. "

When Mannia said all this, her expression was calm, presumably she had been tortured terribly.

Su Qianling listened quietly.

"Later, they tried every means to slander my craftsmanship, saying that the food here was unclean, bought at a very cheap price, and had poison in it, just to force me to hand over the shop.

This... What's the trouble? "

Mannia sighed and lowered her head.

Su Qianling sharply saw a strand of white hair on Mannia's temple.

Song Xinwen supported Mannia, his eyes filled with distress.

In a flash of inspiration, she thought of a modern buffet.

The ingredients that Mannia bought, the actions she made while cooking, and the way she used the buffet all allowed customers to see clearly.

In this way, the rumor that the food is not clean is self-defeating.

She shared her thoughts with Mannia, and Mannia was shocked.

"Miss Qianqian, you came up with this idea?"

Su Qianling smiled mischievously, it's just that she imitated the practice of the 21st century.

"Of course not, I learned this from my teacher."

"I don't know where Miss Qianqian learned from?"

"Uh... this... the teacher is not very famous, so it's just a joke."

Just kidding, she is not so thick-skinned yet, taking all the fruits of her predecessors' labor on herself.

Mannia didn't insist and nodded.

(End of this chapter)

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