After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 39 Successful opening

She looked at the person in front of her who would bend his eyes and smile at her. She could not imagine that this person would close his eyes coldly.

Yan Shubai is really going to die.

There are only ten days left before his death.

"Madam?" Yan Shubai asked her doubtfully.

Song Jiuxi came to her senses and asked, "Will you go?"

"If the wife goes, then the husband will go."

Song Jiuxi walked to Yan Shubai and suddenly reached out to check Yan Shubai's pulse. Yan Shubai did not hide, and allowed her to pinch his vital part.

Soon Song Jiuxi frowned. Although she and Aunt Qing were still studying medicine, she felt that Yan Shubai's pulse, although weak and disordered, would not only last ten days if he was suspended with medicine.

But why do people all over the city say that Yan Shubai will not live long, but the previous life of Yan Shubai did die during the Flower Festival.

Is there any other conspiracy here?

Song Jiuxi always felt that something was wrong. Yan Shubai smiled and asked, "Are you worried about me, madam?"

Song Jiuxi said: "Everyone says you are going to die."

Yan Shubai said nonchalantly: "They like to talk and let them talk. Are you afraid that if I die, you will be a widow alone?"

Song Jiuxi looked at him steadily. Even though this man was poisoned and his legs were disabled, he showed no other expression even when he faced death.

Song Jiuxi turned her face away and said, "I won't stay a widow for you."

Yan Shubai's face suddenly turned cold, and he asked slowly: "Madam, do you still want to remarry?"

Remarry?

Song Jiuxi never thought about this.

She has a lot of things to do, and the relationship between her and Yan Shubai as husband and wife in just a few days was something she didn't expect after her rebirth. It may not be right to say this, because they should not even be considered husband and wife, and they have never traveled through the world.

A big gift, if you haven't done the couple's rituals, you are nothing like a couple.

If Yan Shubai was really dead... Song Jiuxi thought, she would also think of him in the dead of night, but that was all.

Yan Shubai suddenly approached her, and his lacquer-colored eyes looked straight into Song Jiuxi's eyes. Yan Shubai chuckled lightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"My wife, it is best not to marry someone else, otherwise even if I die, I will crawl out of the grave and kill that person."

Song Jiuxi frowned and looked at Yan Shubai in confusion.

Yan Shubai's fingers gently held up a bunch of Song Jiuxi's black hair, and his lowered eyes became darker and darker. Since they were husband and wife for this life, they would be for life.

Song Jiuxi pulled back her hair and said, "You can't even survive, how can you control me?"

Yan Shubai stepped away, looked at Song Jiuxi for a long time, and suddenly smiled. "Madam is right, but if I live, Madam will have to be entangled with me for the rest of my life."

Song Jiuxi felt that if he said it, he didn't say it. Yan Shubai was going to die anyway. "Let's wait until you survive."

Yan Shubai was noncommittal after hearing this. As long as he didn't want to die, no one could take his life.

Song Jiuxi stayed in Yan's Mansion for two days, but it was the opening day of Deyun Restaurant, and Song Jiuxi wanted to go over and have a look.

She came out in the daytime, without any disguise, and was accompanied by Aunt Qing and Fu Cui.

Fu Cui has a calm temperament and is very organized in her work. Moreover, Yan Shubai directly gave her Fu Cui's contract of sale, so Song Jiuxi felt more at ease using this person.

When they arrived on the street in front of Deyun Restaurant, Song Jiuxi realized that Fu Chenyun was planning to build the largest restaurant in the capital.

On the opening day, the restaurant was full of business.

Moreover, those who came to support the event were famous wealthy businessmen and even court officials.

After Song Jiuxi entered, the waiter came over and said, "I'm sorry, young lady, the restaurant is full now. Do you think...?"

"I'll ask you to pay the shopkeeper."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said happily: "My boss, I'm blind, so please come here."

The waiter led them to the third floor of the restaurant. The third floor was an independent private room and the environment here was more elegant. As Song Jiuxi walked along, she found that the restaurant was well organized by Fu Chenyun.

Even with so many people there was no trouble.

When Fu Chenyun saw her, he immediately wanted to come over and salute, but was stopped by Song Jiuxi. "What Shopkeeper Fu is serving today is very romantic and handsome."

Fu Chenyun changed back into men's clothes, and Song Jiuxi had already seen him in women's clothes. But now that he was back in men's clothes, his beauty could not be concealed, but he had more of a man's heroic spirit.

"Master, please stop laughing at me. Master, please sit down. I still have some questions about the restaurant business and I want to discuss them with you."

After Song Jiuxi sat down, he said: "There were so many people on the first day we opened. And all the way here, I heard many people talking about Deyun Restaurant, you did a great job."

Fu Chenyun smiled: "If you want to open a restaurant, then open the largest one in the capital."

Song Jiuxi asked: "Is there no problem with your identity?"

After all, even though he had changed into men's clothing, the face above him was still the same as Yan Yun's.

"Master, I used this identity to walk around the capital as early as two years ago. I am now a businessman, and Yanyun is my sister. Now Yanyun has been taken back by me to recuperate due to poor health."

Song Jiuxi nodded. Fu Chenyun had thought carefully and didn't have to worry about being exposed.

Fu Chenyun said: "Master, I want to run Deyun Restaurant into a place for students to chat, not just an inn for eating. Poor students can provide free food when they come to the restaurant, but the prerequisite is that they must bring a poem or article

Come and change.”

Song Jiuxi thought for a while and said: "Then add one more thing. If the poems written by the students are good, then the poems can be engraved on the wall of the restaurant. You can also choose the best poem every month and hang it at the top of the restaurant.

, so that everyone who comes in can see it.”

Fu Chenyun's eyes lit up: "This is good. In this way, all the scholars and students in the capital will want to hang their poems at the highest place and be admired by others. With the students entering, this place will become an elegant place, and even more

Many literati and elegant guests will flock in."

Aunt Qing laughed beside her: "I can't tell that Chen Yun still has the talent for business."

Fu Chenyun smiled and said, "That's all I can do for my master."

Song Jiuxi shook his head and said with a smile: "If it were us, we wouldn't be able to do it better than you."

Song Jiuxi chatted with Fu Chenyun for a while and found that Fu Chenyun had a lot of ideas about the restaurant. Song Jiuxi made another suggestion. The restaurant could cooperate with bookstores in the capital and let them publish some of the popular books.

Books are placed in Deyun Restaurant.

In the future, there will be more and more literary talents here, and they don't have to worry about not being able to sell them. As for the books they sell, they can discuss with the bookstore owner how to divide the money.

Song Jiuxi left the rest of the work to Fu Chenyun. She needed this restaurant to collect intelligence from all parties, but she didn't have time to manage it. She felt relieved to leave it to Fu Chenyun.

While they were talking in the room, the waiter suddenly ran up and shouted anxiously: "Boss, shopkeeper, there's a fight downstairs."

(End of chapter)