Zhao Qingyun finally woke up from the pain. His legs had been fixed with splints, but the pain came in bursts, making him miserable.
After waking up for a while, Zhao Qingyun realized that she was on a slow ox-cart. Beside her were a few of her bodyguards, who were bandaging her bruised face.
After a long time, Zhao Qingyun remembered what had happened. Just as he was about to get angry, he moved his body and caused a sharp pain. He wanted to scold, but his mouth and face were extremely painful and swollen, so he couldn't say a word.
Noticing that their young master had woken up, the four guards hurriedly came up to check. One of the guards finally recounted the events that transpired afterward in a disjointed manner.
In fact, there was nothing special. They were just thrown out by a few waiters, and then woke up with a few buckets of cold water poured on their heads. They handed the young master whose legs were broken to them, threw a sign, and told them to go home.
"We saw the sign. It's the sign of the manager of the imperial kitchen in the palace." Another guard had a mournful expression on his face as he brought the token to Zhao Qingyun's eyes. "That Head Steward Zhao should be the head steward of the imperial kitchen in the palace. Those waiters are all experts in martial arts, but they all look like eunuchs."
After his legs were broken by the people from the palace, Zhao Qingyun knew that he couldn't get back at them no matter how daring he was. It was already polite that they didn't find him to settle the score. If he dared to be ungrateful again, it was estimated that next time, it wouldn't be just a matter of breaking his legs.
At the thought of this, Zhao Qingyun took a cold breath and felt a lingering fear. He didn't even feel the pain of his broken legs.
He was just curious about what kind of place the Liuyun Restaurant was. How could there be a manager of the imperial kitchen who had practiced martial arts, and even the waiters were eunuchs who had practiced martial arts?
"Of course, the cooked food is the best to taste at the first time!" At this moment, Gong Sunling was holding a plate of seemingly ordinary scrambled eggs and put it in front of Yang Chen. "If I don't walk quickly, how can I send it to you as soon as possible?"
This was Gong Sunling's consistent insistence. All the dishes were prepared immediately for Yang Chen to taste, so as to maintain the best taste.
The chefs of the Flowing Cloud Restaurant were all Gong Sunling's disciples. Of course, most of them had another identity: imperial chefs of the surrounding vassal states. He was specially sent to the Flowing Cloud Restaurant to learn how to cook.
Apart from the imperial chefs, the imperial kitchens of the various vassal states would usually be staffed by a few eunuchs. Not only did they have to learn how to cook, but they also had to learn how to serve the dishes. They even had to learn how to taste the dishes so that they wouldn't ruin the appearance of the dishes.
These people were the stewards and waiters of the Flowing Cloud Restaurant. They volunteered to serve the diners who came from all over the world. Of course, there were gluttons among the diners, and there were also those who wanted to curry favor with these people.
Not only in the Flowing Cloud Restaurant, but also in the Cold Plum Tea House and the Snowdance Winery. They were all experts who were sent from all over the world to learn how to make tea and wine. At the same time, they were also the service staff of the winery and the tea house.
Carts after carts of good water from all over the world, as well as good tea and rice from all over the world. It was all for the beautiful winemaker of the winery and the beautiful tea ceremony master of the tea house to make the best wine and the most delicious tea.
The top tea and wine were the tributes of the royal families of each country. If ordinary people wanted to buy them, no matter how high their status or how much wealth they had, they could only buy the second-rate ones.
As for the Blue Clouds Art Workshop, it was not only making jewelry. In fact, from head to toe, as long as it was worn by a person, it could be found in the Blue Clouds Art Workshop.
Similarly, all kinds of the most exquisite materials from all over the world were carts of carts for the master to choose from. The best things had also been divided by the royal families of each country before they were seen by outsiders. Those with money and status could only get some second-rate goods.
Even so, these so-called second-rate goods were also famous at that time. Countless people were crazy for them and chased after them endlessly.
As early as a few years ago, the owner of Qixia Town had established an unusual relationship with the royal families of the surrounding countries. No matter what happened, there would be people from the Inner Mansion of each country to deal with it. Zhao Qingyun did not know the secrets of this at all. She thought she was so great, but her legs were broken.
Naturally, the owner of this Qixia Town was Yang Chen, the master of the Blue Clouds Art Workshop was Gao Yue, the tea master of the Cold Plum Tea House was Shi Shanshan, the cook of the Flowing Cloud Restaurant was Gong Sunling, and the winemaker of the Snowdance Winery was Sun Qingxue. Everyone was here to manage the kind of things they liked the most, but they were also very free and unfettered.
Even the royal families of each country would never have thought that the really good things would never be given to them. The first-class goods that they thought of as super-first-class goods, in the eyes of the four women, did not even reach the standard. They were just some unfashionable side goods.
Managing these things was also an experience, an experience in life. Even the experience of the four women was more thorough than that of many cultivators, as they directly trained in the mortal world.
Even though there were people from the royal families of the various countries in charge of solving problems, most of the time, it was still the four women who personally received the guests, amiably bargaining with them. This kind of life that was almost impossible in their eyes in the past was a common occurrence here.
The more people they came into contact with, the calmer the four women became. This was not the process of contact with cultivators at all. No matter how much contact they had with cultivators, they would not have such a feeling.
On one hand, this was one thing, but on the other hand, they could stay with their husbands every day. There was no cultivation, no seclusion, no discussion of cultivation, it was purely the feeling of living with their husbands.
There was no Sect, no evil to defend the Dao, there was only family matters, there was only the things they liked, there was only the love of their husbands almost all the time. This feeling even made the four women a little intoxicated, they really hoped that this kind of life would continue like this forever and never end.
"Power is also a kind of invisible power, but sometimes it is more useful than brute force." Yang Chen often said this. In fact, the women had indeed seen the power of power, and they had also used it to perfection. Naturally, they also had a better understanding of the concept of power.
"In addition, since we are in the mortal world, then we can't always remain so young and beautiful, right?" Yang Chen looked at the four beautiful wives and said with a smile, "Mortals have mortal lives, birth, old age, illness, and death, no matter what, we have to experience it. Otherwise, what would be the point? From today onwards, you will slowly become middle-aged, and then get older and older, this is the right way! "
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