Deng Dainian has been a little depressed in recent days and often sent his friend to see how the whitewashing next door is going on.

That morning, the guy went to the next door without his reminder, and he looked shocked when he came back.

"Shopkeeper, the next door is ready."

Damn! Are you fooling me? Do you still want to do it?

Of course, Deng Dainian didn't believe that the next door could finish the embellishment in just a few days, so he went there in person.

As soon as he arrived next door, Deng Dainian saw that the walls and the ground were completely refreshed, and the tables and benches were also new, so he felt a little cold.

"Oh! The one in front is dodging!"

At this time, someone shouted from behind, and Deng Dainian hurriedly went to the side and saw a series of men and women carrying kitchen utensils.

"What a beautiful little pot!"

"Huh! What's this bright color?"

Since he opened a restaurant, Fang Xing would certainly not stingy with taking out a brand new suit from the warehouse.

In the huge kitchen, three chefs were directing people to place things.

Take out a kitchen knife from the knife rack, Bao Xinman couldn't help but praise: "What a knife!"

The complete set of kitchen utensils are all shiny, and the three chefs who saw them wish they could open their business today.

When he returned to Qingzhuju, Deng Dainian's worried look made the guy a little surprised, so he comforted him: "Don't worry, shopkeeper, no matter how beautiful the paint looks, our industry is still looking at the kitchen. There is no special skill, and this Zhuque Street cannot accommodate him!"

Deng Dainian said aloof and cheered up, "What you are talking about is that our chef is the successor of the imperial chef, and anyone can invite him."

"Husband, you're going to open the fire, you need a name!"

Fang Xing has been going to Zhuque Street for guidance every day recently, so today I was lazy at home. Hearing this, he said casually: "Or it's called the first-class!"

Zhang Shuhui nodded and said, "That's fine, it's better than the one called Gufu Tower."

Fang Xing was furious when he heard this. While there was no one around, he hugged Zhang Shuhui and threatened: "Are you starting to dislike me now? Or is there nothing Qingzhuju, and Mingyue Tower sounds nice!"

Zhang Shuhui hurriedly struggled and said, "Husband, let go, I have no one!"

After playing for a while, Fang Xing told someone to create a plaque.

"Young Master, why don't you write it yourself."

Jay Fang thought that his young master was Wenquxing, and writing a plaque was like playing?

"Young Master?"

"ah?"

Fang Xinggu said to him: "Food is the most important thing for the people, so go to the Ministry of Revenue."

As the days of the Northern Expedition approached, the Ministry of Revenue was very busy.

Xia Yuanji was even busier. He refused Zhu Di to build a new palace in the palace.

"Your Majesty, it's time for the New Year, and the money and food are tight!"

Zhu Di's eyes were staring, but Xia Yuanji was still unmoved. Instead, he persuaded with great sincerity: "Your Majesty, the northern expedition is imminent, and dredging of waterways everywhere also requires money and food. I really have no money..."

In recent years, major projects have been continuously produced in the Ming Dynasty, and the finances can hold on, Xia Yuanji has made an indelible contribution.

So Zhu Di had to wave his hand in depression and drove him away: "Go and go!"

After the person left, Zhu Di said with hatred: "This old man Xia, I have to look at his expression if I want some money!"

The eunuch laughed at the side, you should know that there are only a handful of people who dared to reject Zhu Di many times in the country, and Xia Yuanji was one of them.

When the Baochao depreciated rapidly, Xia Yuanji controlled the issuance of Baochao and linked the price of Baochao with salt, which saved Baochao, which was almost waste paper.

Moreover, Xia Yuanji went down to manage the Wusong River many times in Yonglechu, and finally dredged it successfully. The extra river was the Huangpu River after that.

Even Zhu Di dared not belittle such a talented person, and he also appointed him to follow the crown prince for easy teaching.

After returning to the Ministry of Revenue, Xia Yuanji saw Fang Xing as soon as he entered. He said angrily: "What are you doing?"

Fang Xing ended the "math training class" early, and Xia Yuanji had some opinions on this, so when he saw Fang Xing, he certainly would not have a good face.

Fang Xing followed Xia Yuanji in with a smile, and said as he walked: "Sir Xia, I have left a student in the Ministry of Revenue."

Xia Yuanji casually said, "Yao Ping? But he hasn't seen anyone for a day."

Always stingy! Don’t you give me a chance to speak?

Fang Xing used a killer move: "Mr. Xia, I am writing the second book of mathematics..."

Sure enough, Xia Yuanji stopped and turned around and looked at Fang Xing and said, "Okay, I'll send it to my Ministry of Revenue first."

It turns out that you can't get up early without profit!

Fang Xing sprinkled the bait, so he naturally wanted to repay it.

Xia Yuanji walked very quickly. After arriving outside his Shangshu Room, he asked strangely: "Why haven't you left yet?"

hehe!

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Mr. Jiumu wrote good writing. Today I dare to ask the master to give me calligraphy and let the students go back and copy it."

Mr. Xia, don’t try to send me if you don’t give me any benefits!

Xia Yuanji frowned and looked at Fang Xing, "I don't have time to write a copybook."

This is a door!

Fang Xing was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Mr. Xia, it's just three words."

Xia Yuanji suddenly realized and pointed at Fang Xing and cursed: "You kid, are you going to make a plaque at home, so he came to find my official? Come in."

When he got inside, Xia Yuanji was in a tight time and asked someone to polish the ink and asked, "What three words?"

Fang Xing glanced at the ink-mixed clerk and said awkwardly: "The first freshest."

"What? Say it again!"

Xia Yuanji was stunned, and the brush in his hand dripped a drop of ink on the paper.

Fang Xing said hehe: "The student has opened a restaurant at home. If you have time, you can go to Yipin to ensure that you will praise you."

Xia Yuanji held the finger of the brush and woke up, then smiled bitterly and wrote three words.

Fang Xing took the banner and praised: "The word "master" is indeed..."

Fang Xing is an amateur in calligraphy, so he couldn't think of any good words to praise. When he was just scrambling, Xia Yuanji started to drive people away.

"I am just a mediocre person. You don't need to be proud of Fang Xing, go quickly."

Fang Xing knew that Xia Yuanji was in a tight time, so he bowed and said, "Mr. Xia, remember, this rare thing is on Zhuque Street, so you have to go there from time to time!"

Two-skinned face!

Xia Yuanji couldn't help laughing after looking at Fang Xing's brisk flash.

The ink-mixed clerk couldn't help but ask curiously: "Sir, why do you write the title of this restaurant?"

Literature should pay attention to character, but Xia Yuanji just talked with Fang Xing for a few words and immediately wrote a plaque. This is a bit unreserved to outsiders!

Xia Yuanji received the latest data on money and grain collection and said casually: "Which honorary family doesn't do business? There are also many officials in the court who do business secretly. It's not embarrassing to do business!"

Fang Xing took over Xia Yuanji's inscription and hurried to find Zhu Zhanji.

In the Taisun Mansion, Fang Xing handed the banner to Yu Jia without hesitation after learning that Zhu Zhanji had gone to Jubaoshan Thousand Households.

"When your highness comes back, he says this is the plaque I want, and find a famous artist to do it quickly."

Yu Jia is the eunuch beside Zhu Zhanji. When he heard this, he looked at the words and was immediately surprised.

"Isn't this the word "Shangshu Xia?"
Chapter completed!