The blessing of the splendid farm family is married to the world

Chapter 122 Rice Noodles
Outside the gate of the Shen family, the number of guests who came to celebrate the birthday gradually decreased, and some of the servants of the Shen residence were already cleaning up the tables, chairs and benches. The peaceful birthday celebration crowd finally made An Xu feel a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps she has always been a person who likes a tough appearance, and she was slandered by so many people in Shen's residence, pushed into an embarrassing situation by Shen Xiao, just to fulfill his grandmother's lies, An Xu could feel that she really didn't have much sad.

It's just that being bullied so much, how can there be no grievances at all.

But outside these servants of Shen's residence who are as busy as when she came here, and guests with smiling faces, it is really easy to make people feel that things are right and wrong.

There is no possibility of being with Shen Xiao anymore, this should be a matter that may only come to fruition after a long, long time in An Xu's heart.

I didn't expect that today it was said to be broken, it was broken, and it was broken so thoroughly.

An Xu stopped involuntarily, and looked back at the tall and majestic Shen residence.Xin Dao, that's fine, she will never be able to adapt to the life of a wealthy family like Shen's.

It's just that he didn't expect that in Shen Xiao's heart, he was someone who could be pushed away so easily, just to make up for his grandmother's lies.

She became a crazy person who wanted to be Shen's daughter-in-law.

However, looking back at the conversations she had with Shen Xiao in Fuyun Temple before, isn't it just that she eagerly wants to be the daughter-in-law of the Shen family?

"Today's grievances, I will definitely help you get them back one by one." Zong Che walked over, carefully put his hand on her shoulder and patted her.

An Xu looked up at him, met his full of tenderness and love, felt ironic, took his hand away, and said: "I will never turn back the way I have traveled."

Even if she hadn't dreamed about what happened to An Dani after Lu Ningxin was reborn in the plot, she would never talk about feelings with Zong Che again.

After boarding the carriage, An Xu's calm voice came out: "Go home."

Zong Che moved the hand she took away, as if it had been filled with lead, weighing a thousand catties.

He got on his horse with a serious expression on his face.

An Xu didn't go back to Zhuangyuan's mansion, he went to Donghuaihua Lane first, just got off the carriage, and happened to see Zhou Da who came to deliver the fish.

"Miss," Zhou Dayi saw An Xu who got off the car, hurried over to greet him, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be Miss An from Linhe Village. I was rude before."

Magpie wanted him to speak more obediently, to make his lady happy, so she answered, "This elder brother speaks strangely, is our lady famous?"

"Of course," Zhou Da said, his face full of admiration, "We are all people who can only rely on small business to make a living, and we only care about our own lives. I heard that many people bought from you. Son, to expand the family business little by little. I was thinking that if I save enough money in the future, I will buy a good prescription from you."

Especially the lo-mei recipe, I heard that this price is the most expensive, and it can pay back the fastest.

"There are also the recipes for preserved eggs and preserved eggs that you distribute for free. In my family, my mother is saving eggs and duck eggs every day. She cooks as soon as she saves dozens of eggs. One can earn a penny more than buying eggs."

An Xu was amused, and said: "It took a lot of effort, so naturally I can make more money."

As he spoke, he walked towards the shop and said to Zhou Dao: "Come in, drink some tea before leaving."

Zhou Da quickly fastened his own ox cart, and while agreeing, he thought to himself, he is doing big business, so he can be so polite to a rough man like himself.

When he arrived at the shop, Zhou Da, who entered the front for the first time, found that this place was completely different from other eating shops. The tables, chairs, and benches were all painted with moon-white paint and placed neatly. The three small facades with signs are the same.

Zhou Da didn't know many words, so he could only tell that one was selling tea, one was selling chicken, and the other was selling noodle soup and dim sum.

"Miss," a middle-aged man came out of the fried chicken shop facing the main entrance, and when he saw An Xu and his party, he ran out quickly and said, "We are all ready according to Miss Partridge's orders, except for some living things. Fresh ones, such as chicken chops and shrimp chops, are all cooked raw."

The raw bodies are all clean and tidy women hired from outside the city. They have divided several processes, and those who need to add seasonings are all made by the partridges themselves, so their store does not require secrecy.

The woman invited did not sign the contract of sale, but only signed a contract that she could not discuss the confidential matters in the store with anyone casually.

At first, those women still thought it was funny, but the wages they paid were more than double that of working as laundry maids in a rich family, and there was no need to sign a contract of sale.

They all thought that if they signed a non-disclosure contract, they would just sign it, but after a day or two of coming in, the women found something different. What they were going to do was really something they had never seen or heard before.

The day before yesterday, Miss Partridge, the shopkeeper, came here and ordered to fry some chicken legs, make some chicken leg burgers, and ordered two more cups of milk tea, and added some jelly and some black meatballs.

He said he wanted to take it back and ask his boss to taste it, and he made too much and gave them all to eat. The women who ate at that time did not react until they lay in bed at night.

Those things, my wife, are so delicious, one bite is like going to heaven, this owner's business must be easy to do.

If they have this prescription, let alone sign a confidential contract, only those who have signed a death contract dare to use it.

Today, the two women who were looking at the store in front saw the owner, and couldn't help but secretly look at it, what does the lady of the owner look like?

"Make two pistol legs, and make a bowl of spicy rice noodles," a pleasant voice came from outside, and added after a pause, "I want devil spicy."

We know that spicy rice noodles come from soup noodle shops, but what is this devil spicy?
One woman was busy blowing up her pistol legs, while the other came out and went to the noodle soup shop, and wanted to ask what is devil spicy food?
At this time, Miss Partridge came out and said, "Go and make a cup of milk tea, and I'll make rice noodles."

Now the few women in the store can make milk tea, but the ones with the best skills are still the two who were picked out to teach at the beginning.

The person in charge was a middle-aged man, and he stood beside him rather uncomfortably at this moment.

He knew that this store would not have asked him to keep accounts if it hadn't been difficult to find a woman who was literate and willing to show her face.

After so many days, he has also learned the raw fried chicken, but he is not as good as a few women.

It was the first time that Lu Ying had been so unconfident since he was so old, and now he was worried that he would stand in the way of his boss, and he was racking his brains to find something to do.

"Why are you still in a daze?" An Xu looked at the steward surnamed Lu, "Give this crate of fish a name."

"Oh," Manager Lu agreed, turned around and went to the backyard to get the scale and basket, and then ran to the front quickly.

Magpie didn't have time to say "get the name from the backyard", and everyone ran back. According to Miss's temperament, it's better for her not to talk too much.

Zhou Da helped Steward Lu pour the fish and take the basin.

Crash, the fish fell into the weighing basket, and a few small loaches and snails splashed to the ground.

The fishy-smelling water droplets splashed on An Xu's shoes. For a while, Zhou Da and Lu Guanshi, who noticed this scene, were a little uneasy.

Which of the ladies is not very clean?This lady won't be angry, will she?

Before she could settle down, she bent down, picked up a slender snail, and asked Zhou Da: "Is there a lot of this in the river over there?"

"A lot, a lot." Zhou Da nodded, "I don't even eat chicken or duck. This is what bothers me the most when we are fishing."

An Xu smiled and said, "Just now, didn't you want to start a small business? I'm in a good mood today, so I'll tell you a dish."

Zhou Da was overjoyed, even though he wondered how this food could be eaten, he almost knelt down and thanked him.

An Xu asked the magpie to help him up, and said: "I'm not doing good things for nothing. Although I can tell you how to make this dish, if you want to make it so that everyone still wants to eat it, you still need to follow me. I buy the secret sauce here."

In the past two years, An Xu has never sold any sauce recipes. Her hometown in Linhe Village has been overturned, and a land of four acres has been expanded in the direction of the mountain, which is her sauce garden.

Every year, she brings her family and makes a lot of sauces.

Hoisin sauce, spicy sauce, sweet chili sauce, minced garlic chili sauce, tomato sauce—in short, whatever sauce she needs for cooking now, she is self-sufficient at home.

But if you start selling sauce, the small sauce garden at home is not enough.But isn't he free now? It's okay to invest in a sauce factory.

On Zhou Da's side, I heard that he was asked to buy the sauce, and he agreed happily. We can't just take someone else's prescription for nothing.

At this time, a strong spicy smell wafted over, and the partridge was holding a bowl of red devil spicy rice noodles. Before they came to the front, Guanshi Lu, Zhou Da, and Magpie began to sneeze uncontrollably.

An Xu still got used to it, reached out to take it, put it in front of him, and waited for the fried chicken to be served before eating.

Before eating, he said to Zhou Da and Guan Shi: "Take out the snails from the fish, and I will go to the back kitchen to make a portion later."

"Oh," Zhou Da agreed, and then couldn't help but sneezed again.

"Ah!"

This voice came from the door, as if it couldn't be held back.

Magpie walked to the door, looked out, and said in surprise, "Master, why don't you come in?"

Zong Che was wearing a light scarlet official uniform, standing with his back against the door panel, probably because he sneezed too much just now, his shoulders were slightly tilted forward.

Being asked this question, Zong Che coughed, rubbed a red nose from sneezing, lifted his robe and stepped across the threshold.

Just when he saw An Xu carrying a large chopsticks of red rice noodles into his mouth, his eyebrows twitched. He walked over in three or two steps, grabbed her by the wrist, and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can beat and swear at others." , why torture my stomach?"

An Xu glanced at him, "Relax. Besides, which eye of yours can see that I am sad?"

Under her gaze, Zong Che slowly let go, sat on a stool beside him, put his hands on the table, and said, "Even if you don't feel uncomfortable, you can't eat like this."

An Xu was really annoyed by his haunting spirit, and said to the partridge, "Bring another pair of bowls and chopsticks."

(End of this chapter)