Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

108 Argument

Jian Qingqing could not bear to listen any longer. She walked in calmly and shouted loudly, “I am the owner of Jian Food Shop. If the two ladies have anything to say to me, please let me know.”

After entering, she realized that the extremely arrogant girl was wearing a gorgeous red dress. There were many precious accessories on her head, as if everything she wore was valuable. Her eyes were always looking up.

Next to her was a girl wearing a crescent-shaped white dress. She only wore a plain pearl flower on her head, which was many times simpler than the red-dressed girl’s vulgar dress. She had an indifferent temperament. However, it also faintly revealed her arrogant attitude.

Seeing Jian Qingqing enter, the red-dressed girl looked at her arrogantly from the corner of her eyes, she said sarcastically, “Oh, so it’s the owner of this shabby shop. I thought it was that big shot. He actually dared to stop the young lady of the prefect’s family from entering for a meal. People from poor places are simply ignorant. They don’t even know that they have offended someone.”

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Jian Qingqing could not be bothered to argue with such an uncultured person. She sneered and said, “So what if she’s the young miss of the prefect’s family? So what if she has high status? The rules of my shop were like this. No matter who came, even if the prefect came personally, it wouldn’t change. If you’re not happy, go and report it to the authorities. See if the authorities are on your side or mine.”

“You!” The red-dressed woman could not win and was about to go up to the prefect.

At this moment, Song Yunfeng pulled her back and smiled apologetically at Jian Qingqing. She said, “I’m sorry, Boss. My friend is just a little anxious and wants to eat. She’s a little anxious and has no ill intentions. This is really our first time in Shifeng County. I heard that this restaurant is very famous for its food, so I thought of coming here to try it out. I have absolutely no intention of using my status to pressure others. If you really don’t want to make an exception, then forget it. We can come back in a few days. It’s just that when I came to Shifeng County, my father asked me to write a letter to tell him about the interesting things here. My father is very interested in the hot pot written by scholars. He asked me to come here at the first opportunity and then write a letter to tell him. In that case, I regret that I can only write a few days later.”

Jian Qingqing sneered. What did she mean by not using her identity to suppress her? Didn’t she just say that if she didn’t let them in, she would write a letter to her father? This official’s daughter was really hypocritical. It seemed that this girl’s father did not teach her well.

Although she had not met the prefect, Jian Qingqing’s first impression of him was not good.

She did not look like she was suppressed by power at all, she said indifferently, “Then do the young ladies want to make an appointment for three days later? The food in our food shop is not bad, but everyone has their own tastes. The young ladies can try to see if it suits your tastes then.”

The red-dressed woman saw that she was so stubborn and was about to say something fierce, but Song Yunfeng pulled her back and said with a faint smile, “Then it’s troublesome. Let’s make an appointment for three days later. Ling’er, let’s go first.”

Although she was smiling, Jian Qingqing let them see the viciousness in her eyes. She was not a kind person, and she was not afraid.

Jian Qingqing raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, “Aunt Zhang, register them. Then, ladies, you are welcome to come back and taste them three days later.”

Song Yunfeng smiled and pulled the woman in red away.

After leaving the shop, Song Yunfeng immediately shook off Liu Ling’er’s hand with a cold face.

Liu Ling’er was angry but did not dare to say anything. She fawned over her and asked, “Sister Yunfeng, why must we go there to eat? What good food can there be in this poor place? Moreover, that shabby restaurant looks so dirty…”

Her words gradually quieted down under Song Yunfeng’s cold gaze.