Innkeeper Qian did not expect Ji Zhao to be so confident. He was stunned at first, then he smiled and nodded. "Madam's culinary skills are indeed extraordinary. I wonder what kind of restaurant Madam is planning to open?"
"Catering to rich people." Ji Zhao chuckled and kept him in suspense. "When Spring Breeze Pavilion opens, Innkeeper Qian, why don't you come and support us?"
"Okay."
Perhaps it was because it was the Mid-Autumn Festival today, so the heavens were in a good mood. At noon, it actually rained. The autumn rain was slightly cold, and the hot temperature had also decreased. The weather after the rain was very comfortable.
In the Qin Residence, Pangui Hall.
First Madam Qin did not expect Ji Zhao to visit her personally.
