It is not easy to find a stranger who has never met and has known very little, because it is not easy to be sure whether the blind mother-in-law is now in Linzhou Prefecture, and whether she has started making bamboo weaving fans. The closer she is to Linzhou Prefecture, the more she is, the more she is inconclusive, and she even becomes a little nervous.

He shook his head secretly, Zhiruo curled his lips with some self-deprecatingness, nervous? Because she was looking forward to it? Perhaps this trip was generally too smooth and gained a lot, so he was a little too confident. He subconsciously was confident that he could find the blind mother-in-law, just as if he had successfully found Zhao Jinxiu before?

Luoshuang saw that his master had been idle for a long time and didn't know what he was thinking, so he poured a cup of wolfberry lotus seed tea and handed it over: "Master, we should be able to enter the city in about half an hour. Uncle Gui must have someone prepare dinner. Haha, I heard that there are many delicious foods in Linzhou Prefecture." Uncle Gui said when he was in the South China Sea, he wanted to recommend the signature dishes of the best restaurants, as well as the most famous time-honored snacks in Linzhou Prefecture.

"Indeed," Zhiruo smiled and waved a local chronicle on his hand. "There are two treasures in Linzhou Prefecture, which are famous in history, one is silk and the other is snacks." In a few years, there will be three treasures, and bamboo weaving fans have been added. I don't know if it comes from the bamboo weaving fans of the blind mother-in-law.

"Really," Luoshuang's eyes were bright, "Then we really need to taste it."

Zhiruo responded readily: "Okay". Not only Luoshuang, she is also a foodie. Isn't the ideal of a foodie to "try it all"? The best snacks are always in the alleys and on the roadside stalls, just looking for the traces of the blind mother-in-law.

Luo Ying, who was driving the car, shook her head amused: The master always said that he was a foodie without any hesitation. In addition, Mr. Su, who was knowledgeable and delicious, the greedy guys in Meizhuang never hide their yearning for delicious food, such as Rudong, Luoshuang... But Rudong can at least develop more delicious pastries to make some snacks money, and her sister can only follow the master to eat and drink freely. Haha, she can't even make a soup.

The streets and alleys with the Tianzi grid are the characteristics of Linzhou Fucheng, and they feel very neat. What makes Zhiruo particularly interested is the names of the streets and alleys, such as Taohua Street, Lihua Lane, and Chrysanthemum Lane... are all flowers. The house of Qi Mubai Qi's family is in Mudan Lane, which is said to be Fugui Lane, and then Dixianju is divided into the most prosperous Rose Street, next door is Nishangju.

Because it was still early, as soon as I entered the city gate, Luoying put the carriage very slowly, and walked through Taohua Street where restaurants were concentrated, Rose Street where shops were gathered, Cotton Lane with craftsmen... It was time to arrive at Peony Lane, which was about the widest of Rose Street and longer than Rose Street. Peony Lane was divided into east and west alleys, and there were many noble people in Mudan East alleys, namely official families, and many rich people in Mudan West alleys, namely wealthy businessmen like Qi Mubai.

Because the branch of the Zhenxianju Linzhou Prefecture was about to open, everyone was busy in the shop, leaving only the doorman and a few women cooking and cleaning in the Qi family's house. Fortunately, Uncle Gui had already explained and made arrangements. Zhiruo and the other two soon settled in a relatively independent courtyard in this three-entry mansion.

Sister Yang is responsible for the house's internal affairs, including the kitchen and sanitation cleaning. Her husband is the manager of Qijia store in Linzhou Prefecture warehouse. The couple is also the two of the first batch of managers purchased by Uncle Tong and Aunt Tong. After arriving at Qijia, Aunt Tong got married.

Sister Yang is introverted and doesn't talk much, but she is meticulous and considerate. She feels very comfortable when speaking and acting. She is neither in a hurry nor in a sluggish way. She can clearly report the situation you want to know and the arrangements made by Uncle Gui in a few clear sentences.

"The bathroom is ready," said Mrs. Yang. "Young Master first eat a bowl of osmanthus wine-making round cushion. After washing, the tables ordered by Louwailou are also delivered." Osmanthus wine-making round cushion is a well-known snack in Linzhou Prefecture, and the tables ordered in Louwailou were a few days ago. Uncle Gui came from the South China Sea, so he naturally had some understanding of the taste of the prince, so Mrs. Yang was not worried about whether the tables could satisfy the prince. Louwailou is the most famous restaurant in Linzhou Prefecture. It is said that when he visited Linzhou Prefecture in private, he praised Louwailou when he was privately visiting Linzhou Prefecture.

"Thank you, Sister Yang," Luoshuang smiled and took the food box that the kitchen woman had just delivered, "You go and have us here, my master." The branch is about to open, and it's time for everyone to help. The mothers in charge of the housekeeping also need various help.

Zhiruo likes to eat wine-making rounds in modern times, especially osmanthus wine-making rounds. But I have to say that after living for three lifetimes, this bowl of osmanthus wine-making rounds today is the most delicious bowl she has ever eaten, no doubt about it.

Luoshuang also smiled and said, "No, it's so delicious! I must find the kitchen to ask for the recipe and take it back. I'm not as happy as everyone, right?" She was very proud. She remembered the words my master taught yesterday, and it was very useful, haha.

Luo Ying gave her sister a funny look. It's rare. She can still think of others when she's so happy.

Zhiruo agreed with her hands, but she was not sure about the others, but Mr. Su, her three younger brothers and sisters, and Rudong must like this osmanthus wine-making round seeds. She couldn't get the recipe for the restaurant outside, so there was naturally no problem with the ones she made in her own kitchen.

Uncle Gui grasped the time just right. The mat in Louwailou had just arrived and others had arrived. He was still full of spring breeze, and his unconcealed smile came straight to his eyes.

"The store is going smoothly?" Zhiruo couldn't help but be curious. The Qi family's first Nishangju has been unsuccessful since its opening. Uncle Gui is not so happy, right?

"It's obvious?" Uncle Gui touched his old face. Is he really old? He can't hide anything? Haha, I'm so happy. He's in front of his son again, so there's no need to hide it.

"Young Master, look," Uncle Gui smiled and untied the small bag on his back. There were three exquisite fans inside, which seemed to be silk, but not. He was shocked in his mind. Zhiruo reached out to pick up a round fan and stroked it carefully. The touch felt smooth and light, but it was indeed not silk or brocade.

Gently shake the fan, there is a faint bamboo fragrance as if it is not...
Chapter completed!