Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 145 Outing (3)

"Alright, since that’s the case, start getting ready to pack your things. Once you arrive, begin looking for a shopfront. My people will also follow to purchase land. When your hotel is nearly set up, my chefs will head over as well."

"Agreed, it’s a deal."

The two reached an agreement, and Feng Xuxu then returned all of Zhao Peng’s property. Afterward, they each headed back to their residences. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

A few days had passed since the poisoning incident, and several taverns in town had begun to imitate Zuiyun Pavilion by serving hotpot, which led to a reduction in customers for the period.

"Miss, several taverns in town have started serving hotpot recently, and we’ve lost quite a few customers," Shopkeeper Chen said with concern.

"Yes, that was bound to happen sooner or later. Some people prefer cheaper options and will go try it out, but those used to our restaurant will come back," she anticipated such an outcome and saw no need to fret.

"Yes, Miss."

Feng Xuxu saw that there was nothing amiss with the restaurant, which was managed much more tightly than before, and left assured, taking the carriage back to the manor.

"Miss, Uncle Ma is back," Yingsu told her softly in her ear as she saw the Miss return.

"Oh, he’s back already? Let’s go have a look," she responded.

"Uncle Ma, you’re back." Seeing him a bit thinner and sitting there sipping wine, Feng Xuxu went over and coquettishly tugged at Uncle Ma’s arm.

"Girl, how old are you to still be acting like this?" Uncle Ma said joyfully as he pulled Feng Xuxu to sit down with him.

"No matter how old I am, in front of you, I’m still a child!" She picked up the wine jug on the table and personally poured Uncle Ma half a cup.

"You little girl, not filling the cup is stingy," he grumbled with a frown, his mustache bristling with dissatisfaction.

Feng Xuxu rolled her eyes at his words, "Hmph, ungrateful," she huffed.

"I’ve heard about the restaurant in other towns, it’s doing quite well, not bad," Uncle Ma praised.

"Of course, you missed out on the hotpot tasting last time because you were injured. Today, I will personally cook for you," she decided, feeling sorry for the thinner Uncle Ma and resolved to nourish him as long as he was there.

"Hahaha, you don’t say, I would’ve asked you myself! I’ve heard of it but never had the chance to taste it!" Uncle Ma laughed heartily, saliva almost dribbling from his mouth.

"I never thought Uncle Ma was such a foodie," Feng Xuxu chuckled with her hand over her mouth, clearly amused.

"Hmph, being able to eat is a blessing," he rolled his eyes and continued sipping his wine contentedly.

That evening, Feng Xuxu personally prepared a nourishing soup for Uncle Ma: it was made using blood-enriching, energy-boosting herbs, and an old hen, cooked with Spiritual Spring Water from her space for more than two hours.

Uncle Ma found the taste heavenly and ate until he was stuffed, not wanting to put down his chopsticks. Seeing this, Feng Xuxu took away his chopsticks and tugged him outside to take a walk in the yard.

"Uncle Ma, thank you." Hearing this, Uncle Ma turned to look at Feng Xuxu in the moonlight and disapprovingly said, "What’s this ’thank you’? If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t even be in this world."

"It’s all in the past, let’s not talk about it," Feng Xuxu whispered as she quietly wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, looking up into the moonlight.

"I’ve arranged for those one hundred people to stay at your other residence on East Street."

Feng Xuxu furrowed her brow in thought, then realized Uncle Ma was referring to the other residence that used to belong to the Xiao family.

"Alright, I will take a look tomorrow."

The next day, Feng Xuxu arrived at the other residence on East Street. As soon as she opened the door, she saw both men and women inside, all around fifteen or sixteen years old. Upon seeing someone enter, they gathered around.

An older-looking one asked, "Are you our new master?"