211 Chapter 211 Inquiry

The next morning, the couple came to town in a carriage. When they passed by the middle of the village, they smelled a strong aroma of food.

They happened to meet Mrs. Bai, who was also smiling. Gu Chengrui couldn’t help but ask curiously, “Aunt Jiaxi, is there any good news in the village?”

“Oh, Chengrui. Today is Chunhong’s wedding; a groom is marrying into Widow Hua’s family. We’re all going to join the festival.” Mrs. Bai paused for a moment before she smiled and replied.

“Marrying into?”

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“So that’s how it is. Which village is the groom from?”

“I heard he’s from a town, but I don’t know the details.”

Gu Chengrui nodded. “Then you go ahead. We’ll be going to town.”

After speaking, he whipped, and the horse carriage rushed to town.

“Chengrui, when you come back, remember to bring me some herbs for herbal tea,” Mrs. Bai called out after remembering something.

“Alright.” Gu Chengrui turned around and replied, continuing to drive the carriage.

“That’s great! Then, I can make whatever I want to eat!”

“Go to the kitchen, help out when you’re free, and see who you click better with. It’ll be best if you can find someone who takes a liking to you.”

“I understand. Thank you, boss.” Qiu Yu immediately kneeled and kowtowed.

“It all depends on your talent. There are just some who are born bad at cooking.” Gu Chengrui helped him up.

“Yes, I will work hard.”

“Ask your brothers and sisters later to see what they think. Let me know when I get back.”

“Alright, leave this to me.”

Gu Chengrui smiled and patted his small shoulder. He turned around and walked out after that.

Once he left, the news quickly spread in the small restaurant. Sun Hongliang and the others naturally knew about it.

Fang Qing immediately went to Qiu Yu and asked, “Did the owner ask you to sign a contract?”

“No, he didn’t.” Qiu Yu shook his head.

“I see.” Fang Qing’s eyes flashed with a thoughtful expression.

“Brother Fang, what’s wrong?” Qiu Yu asked nervously.