The General's Wife of the Buddhist Family

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Han Fuyu thought, the original owner was really unlucky, and he actually met such a fiance.

He looked like a dog, but thinking about the things he had done in Beijing, he felt that this man was just wearing a good skin, and the inside was simply filthy.

It's a pity that the original owner is no longer there, and the hapless person has become her.

However, she can definitely get rid of this big trouble.

"Yes. How did you know?" Han Fuyu asked calmly.

Wang Qingjue burst into laughter and said: "Ms. Han is really interesting. You actually use the antique soup that everyone in Beijing knows to make a dozen silver dollars. You are thinking that there are no people from Beijing here, so you plan to change your name at will and bully. People in a small place can't make people? This thing is not your own original creation. Why do you use a ready-made prescription to make money?"

While talking, the smile on Wang Qingjue's face turned into a sneer.

This Korean girl is also really interesting.

Isn't this the white wolf in the empty glove?

There are many noble ladies in the capital, but he has never heard of this person's name.

I didn't expect to come here, but it was like a thunderous ear.

"Ancient...antique...antique soup?" Han Fuyu turned to look at the maid beside him.

Jasmine's face was also a little ugly, and she whispered: "Girl, you may have forgotten that we often eat at the mansion in winter, but it is not called hot pot, but antique soup."

Han Fuyu thought that hot pot was a modern food, and the ancients didn't know it, so he thought of using recipes to make money.

Unexpectedly, everyone knew it a long time ago.

She came here, this is the first time she was so embarrassed.

Listening to the discussion in the ear, Han Fuyu pulled Jasmine's sleeve, and the two quickly left the shop.

After Han Fuyu's master and servant left, Chu Wei asked coldly: "Brother Wang knows this girl?"

Luo Jianjia glanced at Chu Weileng curiously, and then at Wang Qingjue.

I saw Wang Qingjue's expression seemed a bit distressed, and said: "There are indeed some origins, but these origins are not mine."

Hearing this, Luo Jianjia felt that something flashed in his mind, but it was so fast that he couldn't catch it, and it was fleeting.

"Brother Wang might as well let her family take care of her, but don't run around and talk around. Fortunately, she is a girl. If she is a man, I am afraid that she will suffer some losses today."

Chu Weilian almost told Wang Qingjue not to come to their shop again.

Listening to Chu Weilian's words, Luo Jianjia stared at him for a long time.

Wang Qingjue was clear, however, his relationship with Han Fuyu was a bit complicated, and he couldn't control the other party, so he didn't give Chu Wei a cold word.

Because he was going back to the barracks, Wang Qingjue spoke for a while and then left.

After about two quarters of an hour, there was no one in the shop.

Seeing the somewhat exhausted look of Boss Chu and Zhao, Luo Jianjia suggested that they should go back first.

At first they didn't agree, but when they saw that their son was in the shop, they didn't refuse.