The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

The carriage with the flag of wanbaoge rushed to Yuezhou city.

The bodyguard who guarded the city quickly dodged aside and let the carriage rush in for a moment. He wondered what had happened to the Qian family.

If you dare to rush to the city like this in other cities, wanbaoge will face large fines and accusations. However, Yuezhou city is a city dominated by commerce. The big shopkeeper of wanbaoge is very respected in Yuezhou city.

The news of the Qian family's accident spread quickly. Many wealthy businessmen in Yuezhou immediately sent people to inquire about the news. Some wanted to fall into the well and some wanted to sell personal information.

No matter how the outside world guessed, Qian Weng's carriage still galloped to the door of Qian's house and stopped. The housekeeper and doctor who had been waiting for a long time surrounded him.

"Grandpa, I'm really fine. We can't see doctors on the street? Go first."

Being carefully helped off by Angelica dahurica, Jiang qianxia beat his waist slightly tired. No matter how comfortable the carriage was, it bumped badly on the mountain path, and her bone frame was almost scattered.

Regardless of his physical fatigue, Qian Weng followed his granddaughter with a worried face and walked slowly to the house.

Qian's mansion is a big family. It doesn't need money. There are many servant girls and servants in the mansion. There are people everywhere along the way. Wherever Qian Weng went, he knelt down on his knees. From their reverent eyes, we can know that Qian Weng did not rely on his position to oppress people in this family. These people really respected the old man.

The mansion that is free from resentment and fear from servants is clean. Jiang qianxia's hanging heart falls back to his stomach, holding Qian Weng's hand and smiling brightly.

People are old and refined. Where can Qian Weng not see her careful thinking? Funny, she clicked on her forehead, waved to the housekeeper behind her and told them: "go and call all the young masters and ladies to wait in the flower hall and get some exquisite food to make up for the body."

The housekeeper bowed his head and stepped down. Jiang qianxia was brought into a delicate attic by Qian Weng and asked the doctor to feel his pulse.

Refused to let Angelica dahurica tie silk thread on her wrist. Jiang qianxia said helplessly, "qianxia is also a doctor. It's unreliable to hang silk to diagnose her pulse. Doctor, you'd better start directly. Qianxia doesn't avoid these."

The doctor nodded gratefully at her, sat far away, stretched out his hand and carefully felt her pulse.

A moment later, the doctor said with a smile: "Congratulations, shopkeeper Qian. The lady has been happy for two months! Her pulse is calm and firm, but she is a little weak. Just rest and nourish for a while."

"What lady, miss!"

After staring at the doctor, Qian Weng waved back the doctor impatiently and said to Jiang qianxia in a stuffy voice, "this attic will be your residence. What's missing? Let the housekeeper buy it. Don't wronged yourself."

"Look what you said, can granddaughter be polite to Grandpa? Don't worry. After meeting your brothers, sisters and uncles later, granddaughter will go out and bring all the things in the street to our house."

Being teased by Jiang qianxia, Qian Weng also temporarily put aside her marriage troubles and took her to the flower hall.

At this time, the flower hall was already overcrowded, and the incense of the Qian family was strong. There were seven men and four women of the same generation as Jiang qianxia. The direct grandson was a pair of brothers, and the rest were collateral branches.

There were more uncles and aunts of the previous generation. They crowded into the flower hall. Everyone was whispering about the woman brought back by the old man.

"Brother, don't you know who that woman is? Listen to Uncle Yang. Grandpa loves her very much."

Qian Jinyu came up to his eldest brother and asked in a low voice.

Qian Sirui, the eldest grandson of the Qian family, frowned slightly and said, "I don't know. Although uncle Yang is the housekeeper of the family, he is also the confidant of Grandpa. Even he doesn't know who the woman is..."

Boss Qian glanced at his two sons, glanced over the corridor, motioned for the old man to come and shut them up.

Qian Weng and Jiang qianxia walked slowly into the flower hall. The Qian family immediately leaned over and said respectfully, "son, grandson, see the owner."

The servant brought two chairs. Qian Weng helped Jiang qianxia sit down before he took his seat.

This scene surprised the Qian family, and raised their attention to the woman they had never seen before.

"Cough, everyone sits. Shallow summer is not an outsider. You don't have to make yourself at home."

Motioning for everyone to sit around a little, Qian Weng patted Jiang qianxia's hand and kindly introduced: "this is my new granddaughter. Later, she will be the first lady of the Qian family and the position of the big shopkeeper of wanbaoge. When I can't move, she will inherit it."

As soon as he said this, boss Qian stood up in surprise, stared at his father, and then looked at his two sons in amazement. He didn't understand why his father wanted to give the position of the big shopkeeper to an outsider?

If his son doesn't succeed, he will accept his fate. After all, businessmen pay heavy profits. But his two sons can be called Dragon and Phoenix among people. Although the second son Jinyu is still naughty, it is enough to help his brother.

The eldest son, Sirui, is a business genius. He went to southern Xinjiang with the caravan two years ago, opening up a new business path for the family. Needless to say, he also brought back a lot of treasures.

The Qian family all agree that Qian Sirui is the next big shopkeeper. Why does his father change his mind and want to install a woman with a different surname?

I can't figure it out. The whole family can't figure it out, but because of Qian Weng's dignity at home, they don't dare to contradict him face to face. They can only look at Jiang qianxia with strange eyes and wonder whether this was made by the old man when he was young

Taking everyone's reaction into account, Jiang qianxia raised the corners of his mouth with interest and found that the eyes of two teenagers who were a little older than himself were the most intense and unconvinced.

"In fact, I don't want to be a big shopkeeper. I just want to eat and die, but grandpa doesn't agree. I can't help it."

The standard one was cheap and good. Jiang qianxia looked at the two teenagers with a smile and said curiously, "are you two Sirui and Jinyu that grandpa often talks about?"

The two men who had been named were on their way to salute. Qian Si rye was calm and hesitated for a moment. Then he frowned and said, "sister calling the shallow summer, is that the river shallow summer that is made with perfume by Wan Bao Ge?"

When perfume was brought, money family members see light suddenly. It's faster to get money than robbing a bank. The old man regards people as granddaughters. It's really good for the Qian family but not bad.

Boss Qian has mediocre business qualifications, but he still has some insight when dealing with the government.

As soon as his eyes turned, old Qian Yizheng bowed to Qian Weng and said, "father, I don't know if Miss Jiang is married? Look at Sirui..."

Qian Sirui frowns slightly. He doesn't like such a purposeful marriage. Just when he wants to refuse, he listens to Jiang qianxia's happy smile.

"Let uncle disappointed. Although Qian Xia didn't get married, she was pregnant. The doctor just diagnosed her pulse for two months."

Blinking and watching the Qian family grow up dumbfounded again, Jiang qianxia's evil taste has been greatly satisfied.