The weather is crisp and clear in autumn, and both mother and son are advocating freedom and fun-loving natures, so for this trip, try to ride a horse instead of a carriage if possible.

So, mother and son took two horses and rode them leisurely side by side, chatting and walking while looking at the street scenes on both sides. It was so enjoyable.

"Mom, in addition to showing uncle the house this time, you also want to choose a shop for yourself?" Chen'er asked, tilting her head.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Yes, if you can sell it, buy it. If you can't, buy it. It doesn't matter. The main thing is that the location of the shop must be good and it must be in line with my wishes."

Chen'er asked again: "Do you think you want to open a restaurant when you build a new shop?"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "As expected of my son, you can guess this. Yes, I still want to resume my old business and open a restaurant."

"Is that mother planning to drive Tianxiang Tower to the capital?" Chen'er asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "No, the restaurant this time is not called Tianxiang Restaurant. I have already thought of its name, it is called 'Bar'."

Chen'er tilted his head, a little confused.

But then he guessed and asked: "Could it be that the bar my mother opened this time is a real shop that specializes in a variety of different drinks? And the food and other things are just to support this.

Garnish for wine?”

Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers, "Yes, that's exactly it."

Chen'er also became interested, "Mom, why do you suddenly want to open a bar like this? As far as I know, there are more restaurants, big and small, than bamboo shoots springing up after a rain in the capital."

"In addition, there is no shortage of wine in rooms, brothels, various large and small food stalls, or private restaurants." He said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Yes, there is wine everywhere, but they have not refined the wine to make it unique."

"I have discovered this phenomenon several times when I came to the capital, so this time, I want to build my own bar,"

"Every fine wine that has ever appeared on this continent can be drunk in my bar."

"Exotic wines that have never been seen on this continent can still be drunk in my bar. I want to present to the world a brand new concept of wine, wine culture, and wine tradition!"

Yang Ruoqing was so engrossed in what she was talking about that she didn't notice how inspiring she was sitting on the horse, dancing and dancing with high spirits, and how full of fighting spirit and confidence she felt.

But Chen'er felt it all.

He looked at his mother with burning eyes, worshiping her even more.

"Mom, since you look so sure of victory, you must have hired the best winemaker in the world to help you, right?" Chen'er asked curiously.

Yang Ruoqing smiled mysteriously when she mentioned the best winemaker in the world.

"Mom, I am your son, my biological son, please tell me a little bit about this!"

In order to satisfy her curiosity, Chen'er actually used the coquettish skills she learned from Luo Baobao.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing, so she leaned over and whispered a few words into Chen'er's ear.

"Wow!"

Chen'er was so surprised that her eyes gleamed, and she looked at Yang Ruoqing in disbelief.

"Mom, is it true? You really know how to make wine?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows proudly, "It's not just wine making? Your mother and I know a lot of things, but there are some things we can't show due to the current conditions."

"Making wine? Mixing wine? It's drizzling!" she said.

Chen'er was very excited, "Mom, we have agreed that when the time comes, the wine you create, no matter what flavor it is, must be tasted by me before it can be sold in bars. I will be the first one."

Wine tasting customers!”

Yang Ruoqing was about to nod and say yes, when she suddenly thought of something and her eyes widened.

"How old are you, you brat, that you're so drunk?"

"Even now, your father only drinks a few drinks at those banquets that he can't refuse. Please tell me, when did you develop this habit of drinking?"

Facing my mother's spitting questions, Chen'er was so frightened that she stuck out her tongue, quickly smiled and begged for mercy.

"Mom, don't be excited, my son is not an alcoholic at all, he just likes to taste fine wine," he explained.

"Is there any difference?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Chen'er said: "Of course there is a difference, and the difference is huge!"

"My son just appreciates the wine from an appreciative perspective, and he only tastes it briefly. He never drinks too much. Otherwise, how could my little body be so healthy and intact? Right?"

Yang Ruoqing looked at Chen'er and thought to herself that this is true.

At first glance at this boy's body, as well as his bedroom and study, you can tell that he is a person who lives a regular life and eats healthily.

"Okay, Mom promises you, but you also have to promise Mom that you can only taste it briefly. When you reach the age of eighteen, you can drink like a man, but you still can't drink alcohol!"

"Because your father and mother are still counting on you to get married in colorful clothes in the future!" she said.

Chen'er also smiled, with sunshine in her eyes.

"Mom, don't worry. My son will be filial to you till the end of his life. By the way, my son will also make some fruit wine, so he can contribute to the bar." He said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, we went to Xiaoyao Village during the Chinese New Year last year. Brother Wang and Brother Liu gave us the fruit wine you left for the brothers at the New Year's Eve banquet."

"Wow, it tastes good. When the bar opens later, Mom will let you be the bar owner and give you a big stage to show off your skills!" she said.

Chen'er also smiled and nodded, and then asked playfully: "So, if I become the bar owner for Mom, how much money does the big boss behind Mom plan to give me as the bar owner?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and patted Chen'er's small shoulder, and said with a smile: "Oh, you stupid boy, why are you asking me for money? Asking for money hurts feelings!"

"It's just our relationship, right? Haha..."

Chen'er has black lines all over her head. This old lady is simply stingier than Sikong Wancai's grandfather Sikong Zhaixing!

"Mom, you don't want to do this. I am your biological son..." Chen'er said pretending to be aggrieved.

But Yang Ruoqing burst out laughing, "If you want to get wages, come after me. If you catch me, I'll pay you. If you can't catch me, you'll have to work for me for free!"

After saying this, she clamped her legs around the horse's belly and shouted, "Drive!"

The horse underneath him rushed out like an arrow from the string and started galloping through the streets of the capital.

Looking at my mother's back, Chen'er's lips curved with joy, but her eyes were full of strong fighting spirit.

He also tightened his grip on the white horse beneath him and chased after him like a gust of wind...

…

Looking for a house is actually the most tiring job and the most draining of one's physical strength and endurance.

Why do you say that?

Because you have to search for them one by one, and then go to the house with the head of the household to conduct an on-the-spot inspection.

If you are looking for that kind of middleman, the middleman will have at least dozens of qualified houses on hand. If you look at them all in one go, you will feel as if you have traveled thousands of miles.
Chapter completed!