The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

After hearing Dong Yong's words, Su Qianqian felt that this matter was a bit strange.

It doesn't make sense for someone with such excellent lightness skills to steal from ordinary people, even their basic necessities like oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.

Since they have extraordinary abilities, they should steal from the wealthy and powerful.

There's definitely something fishy going on.

Su Qianqian was right; there was indeed something fishy going on.

Recently, the thieves in the capital have all been the secret guards of the Seventh Prince of Nan Yue.

He stole things around to divert attention; his real purpose was to steal the secret recipe of Gu's Restaurant and give it to his fiancée, Murong Yan.

Ji Wu was in a hurry to go upstairs to eat congee with preserved egg and lean pork, but she was also worried that Miss Su would change her mind and not sell her the recipe for red bean double-skin milk.

"Miss Su, catching the thief won't be a quick fix. Why don't you write down the prescription first? Once it's ready, I'll have General Gongsun lead some men to help you catch the thief."

Su Qianqian nodded. With General Gongsun's help, nothing could be better.

She looked up at the sun; it was blazing hot, and the leaves of the roadside trees were all wilted.

I've only been standing outside for a short while, and I'm already sweating profusely.

With so many people standing outside, I hope they don't get heatstroke.

Su Qianqian said to Xu Ruoxian, "Have someone bring out the large wooden tub that holds chilled mung bean soup so everyone can cool off in the heat."

"Yes, boss."

After the restaurant opened, Vivian Hsu was temporarily assigned to help out at the restaurant.

However, Su Dongjia has already begun preparations for the Golden Jade Hall Inn in the capital. When the inn opens, she will still be the innkeeper.

During the time I worked for Master Su, I made a lot of money and finally paid off the huge debt my honest father had owed.

Therefore, Vivian Hsu is currently very motivated.

The people were overjoyed when the chilled green soup was brought out.

Gu's Restaurant is usually frequented by wealthy people, but now they can enjoy it too.

Not only did I get to taste the 300-coin century egg and lean pork congee, but now I can also enjoy the 200-coin chilled mung bean soup.

Ice is so expensive these days, but Miss Su gave them chilled mung bean soup. Miss Su is such a kind person.

The people drank the chilled mung bean soup and found that it was actually sweet.

Sugar is very expensive; Miss Su is such a kind person.

Su Qianqian said to the villagers, "Fellow villagers, I will try to find a solution for you. It's too sunny outside. After you finish your chilled green soup, go home and wait for my good news."

Su Qianqian and Ji Wu returned to their private room on the second floor of the restaurant.

Ji Wu removed her veil and felt much more comfortable.

Wearing a veil in winter doesn't feel like a problem, but wearing one in the hot summer is really stuffy and painful.

If everyone in the world were like Miss Su, showing no contempt upon seeing her disfigured face, then Xia Tian wouldn't have to suffer by wearing a veil.

Ji Wu hoped that Miss Su could heal her face as soon as possible, so that she could be spared the pain of wearing a veil in the summer.

"Miss Su, let me grind the ink for you."

"Alright, then I'll trouble you, Miss Ji."

The maid Zhuma, who was guarding the door of the private room, was very surprised to hear that Her Majesty the Empress was going to grind ink for Miss Su herself.

Her Majesty the Empress seems to treat this Miss Su with exceptional kindness; there is no one else in the world who can command Her Majesty's attention.

Su Qianqian held a pen in her hand, writing down the recipe for red bean double-skin milk pudding while thinking.

She felt that instead of being on guard day and night, it would be better to set a trap and lure the thief out.

Su Qianqian knew that someone had been watching Gu's Restaurant recently, probably trying to steal Gu's secret recipe.

Last night, a jar of mushroom sauce that I used to enhance the flavor of stir-fries was stolen.

If Mo Xiaobei hadn't caught them, even more things would probably have been stolen.

Unfortunately, that person's lightness skill was even better than Mo Xiaobei's, and Mo Xiaobei was unable to catch up.

Today is the perfect opportunity to expose the thief hiding in the shadows.

Su Qianqian wrote two pieces of paper. When Ji Wu wasn't paying attention, she sprinkled some medicine powder on one of the papers and then put the paper in a large envelope.

She wrote the words "double-skin milk recipe" on the envelope, in large, clear letters.

Ji Wu handed over a five-thousand-tael silver note, clutching the newly acquired double-skin milk pudding recipe, overjoyed.

Now we don't have to worry about Miss Su going back on her word and refusing to sell the secret recipe.

"Miss Su, thank you so much."

Ji Wu would not return to Sifangguan until very late. She handed the envelope to Zhuma, asking Zhuma to send the prescription back to General Gongsun at Sifangguan, and then General Gongsun would send someone to send it back to Xixia.

So that the restaurants owned by the Western Xia royal family could start selling this new product as soon as possible.

As a result, Zhuma had just left Gu's Restaurant with the large envelope when she was surrounded by several masked men in black.

As Ji Wu's personal maid, Zhu Ma was also quite skilled in martial arts, but she was no match for the many hands that were at her disposal and quickly found herself at a disadvantage.

However, the other party clearly didn't want her dead, and ran away after grabbing the items.

With her face bruised and swollen, Zhuma returned to the second floor of Gu's Restaurant and knelt at the door of the private room to beg for forgiveness: "Your Majesty, Zhuma is guilty. The secret recipe has been stolen."

Ji Wu was furious; the secret recipe she had finally obtained had been stolen from her.

Unexpectedly, someone dared to plot against the Western Xia.

She quickly had someone summon Miss Su. "I'm sorry, Miss Su, the secret recipe you gave me has been stolen. Could you please write another copy for me? I'll give you another five thousand taels."

Su Qianqian took out another piece of paper she had written on earlier and said in surprise, "Oh dear, I just wrote two pieces of paper. One is the secret recipe, and the other is just something I wrote randomly. I put the secret recipe in the wrong place."

Ji Wu patted her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

Although she had learned the language of Daqi from the Imperial Preceptor, she had no problem speaking and communicating, but she could only recognize a portion of the Daqi script. So when Miss Su was putting the paper into the envelope, she didn't notice that Miss Su had made a mistake.

Su Qianqian packed up the real secret recipe and handed it to Ji Wu.

"Don't let them rob you this time."

Ji Wu gripped the formula tightly, gritting her teeth as she said, "If I find out who stole the secret formula, I'll tear them to pieces."

Su Qianqian smiled, "Miss Ji, don't worry, you'll soon find out who stole the fake recipe, because I sprinkled a bee-attracting powder on it."

Upon hearing about the bee-attracting and butterfly-scenting powder, Ji Wu's face immediately turned deathly pale.

She had a vivid memory of the bee-attracting powder in Miss Su's hand.

On her first day in the capital, when she confronted the Qi emperor and his officials outside the city, she released poisonous snakes to intimidate the Qi officials, while Miss Su used a bee-attracting powder on the Western Xia soldiers.

At that time, the Western Xia soldiers were stung terribly by the poisonous bees, and many soldiers' faces have only just recovered from the swelling.

Ji Wu laughed. The person who stole the recipe was going to be in trouble.

However, she suddenly realized that Miss Su had deliberately put the wrong prescription in the wrong package.

"Miss Su, you did this on purpose! You hurt Zhuma!"

Su Qianqian nodded. "That's right, I did it on purpose, Miss Ji. The congee with preserved egg and lean pork is delicious, isn't it? I'll give you twenty preserved eggs, and we're even, okay?"

Ji Wu urged, "Alright, hurry up and bring over that pitch-black preserved egg. I'm afraid you'll forget about it later."