bullyxtreme Chapter 198 Complaints
Chapter 198 Complaints
Such a pan is not only highly durable, but also truly non-stick.
Then Dong Qian watched them moisten the pot one by one and learned very well.
But Dong Qian was thinking that the mutton and the like were in the Xu family before, but now the Xu family is in Yancheng. They have no way to contact them in time, which inevitably gives Dong Qian a headache.
Unexpectedly, Dong Wen appeared here the next day, followed by a large number of sheep. Dong Qian was ecstatic, but she did not expect that someone would actually give her a pillow while she was dozing off.
After all these sheep were raised in a pasture in Fucheng, Dong Qian had time to talk to Dong Wen.
"How do you know I'm worrying about this during this time?" Dong Qian couldn't help but smile happily.
In fact, how could Dong Wen know that he had never been to Fucheng? During the period when Dong Qian was no longer in Yancheng, he left Yancheng and went outside the customs several times, but he could not see her every time he came back.
This news was actually told to him by Xu Cheng, and he was sent by Xu Cheng to do it.
"This is actually what Young Master Xu told me."
Although Xu Cheng specifically asked Dong Wen not to tell Dong Qian before leaving, Dong Qian was one of his own after all, and Xu Cheng was just the son of the Dong family. Dong Wen could still tell who was good to him.
Moreover, it would be bad if Dong Qian and Xu Cheng said something later and Dong Wen was involved.
"I guess that's the case. You go back and thank Mr. Xu properly for me." Dong Qian really wanted to thank him.
Dong Qian originally planned to entertain him well, but Dong Wen told Dong Qian, "There are still many things to deal with in Yancheng, so I can't stay here for a long time."
Although it was a pity, Dong Qian did not keep him any longer.
Now Dong Wen is doing well in the Xu family, and Dong Qian is also very optimistic about him.
Now that she has mutton, Dong Qian only needs to negotiate with the supplier about other meats.
Fortunately, many restaurants are not very prosperous now. Dong Qian opened four different types of shops in one go and stole many customers. Naturally, these suppliers readily agreed.
Dong Qian has been very busy these days. After Haohan Hotpot was fully opened, most of the customers were attracted. Dong Qian had not seen so many people lining up for a long time.
Things have always been just right in Fucheng. It seems that everyone is always curious about novel things.
Soon Dong Qian transferred the ice powder sold in the restaurant to the hot pot shop. Unexpectedly, it sold out very quickly.
Maybe everyone feels spicy after eating hot pot, but this ice powder has a refreshing taste, which is a good way to relieve the spiciness, and a bowl is also very cheap.
Nearly hundreds of bowls were sold in a row, but I couldn't keep up with the sales speed.
Because the ice powder takes a while, Dong Qian thought that she must prepare more for tomorrow.
"Boss, another bottle of wine and two plates of mutton!"
"Boss, the bottom of this pot isn't spicy enough. Is there any more chili?"
Several people had different accents and different tastes. What Du Mei said was absolutely correct.
It was inevitable that she would be in a hurry when she first opened her business, but Dong Qian was not worried. With Qin Han supporting her at the restaurant, she just had to focus on it wholeheartedly.
It was approaching dusk, and there were fewer people in the hot pot shop. Dong Qian felt that at the end of the day, her whole body was filled with the smell of hot pot.
When it was about to close, Du Mei suddenly appeared in front of the door, and her expression didn't look very happy.
"Sister Mei? Why are you here? Did something happen to you?" Dong Qian stepped forward to help her and realized that Du Mei had drank. Although she was not drunk, she had drunk a lot.
Dong Qian immediately found a place to put her down and planned to have the kitchen cook some hangover soup.
But Du Mei grabbed Dong Qian's hand and refused to let her leave, "Dong Qian, do you know how sad I am today? Can you sit down and talk to me?"
This was the first time Dong Qian had seen her like this. She had thought that even though the wife of a rich family was lively, she would be dignified and steady and would not wander around drinking on the street like her.
Seeing her sad look, Dong Qian waved to the waiter and asked him to prepare a pot for herself. She happened to be busy all day and didn't have time to eat.
"How can you just drink? You still have to eat something." Dong Qian said while stuffing food into her mouth.
Du Mei didn't refuse, after all, what food Dong Qian fed could taste bad?
Soon, a steaming hot pot was boiling in front of the two of them. Dong Qian put all kinds of favorite foods into it, as well as a large plate of mutton and fish.
"Sister Mei, are you so sad because of things at home?" Dong Qian roughly guessed it, but Du Mei never said anything, so she could only make random guesses.
Du Mei nodded, feeling a little funny these years, "My husband said that he wants to marry an equal wife who is younger than me."
Hearing this, Dong Qian couldn't help but feel a little in her heart. Even if this matter were placed on her, she would definitely be in a worse mood than Du Mei now.
"Sister Mei, do you love him?" Dong Qian asked a very stupid question.
Du Mei leaned on her shoulder and smiled: "If I didn't love him, why would I marry him."
"Obviously he told me when we got married that he would only marry me in this life. I have seen that woman before. She is younger and more beautiful than me. She is also better at talking and making him happy than I am. For these reasons, he wants to marry her. .”
Du Mei found it funny that the love she once thought was just a joke in the mouth of others.
In this regard, Dong Qian didn't know what to say. Du Mei had feelings for her husband, and divorce was not suitable. In the end, the later woman became the winner.
"Sister Mei, are you sure this girl really likes your husband?" Dong Qian has never met her, but she knows that Du Mei is only 34 years old and his husband is ten years older than her. The two of them are childhood sweethearts.
If calculated this way, her husband is already a 44-year-old man. It is common for young and beautiful women to marry older men, but most of them are just for money.
It was precisely because Dong Qian was not sure that he asked her.
Du Mei sat up directly as if she had suddenly come to her senses, "You are right, she went there for his money."
But even so, what's the use of knowing this.
Dong Qian really wanted to tell her that he had already planned to marry an equal wife, which meant that she was no longer in his heart and she would be sad if she continued to stay by his side.
Du Mei sneered. She was angry some time ago, and he went out of his way to coax her back, but then he turned around and told Du Mei about it. She felt like a fool.
I was coaxed around by him, but in the end I had to swallow this grievance myself.
"How about this, let's find a time to ask this girl out to see her." Dong Qian gave her a pertinent suggestion.
If the two of them are the mistress of the palace in the future, they will have to meet each other, and now that she is the real mistress of the palace, it is the most basic thing to meet and ask, no matter who sees it, there is no way to make a mistake.