Jinghua little cook

Chapter 177

Master Qiu was in a wonderful mood.

One is to rejoice at being transformed from a businessman to a celebrity.

The second is to feel relieved that Lan Yuan can trust her in the future.

The third is to eat several afternoon teas specially made by Lu Xiling and flower cakes for the Double Ninth Festival, which satisfies the appetite.

Afternoon tea is still in the form of a set meal, which is the most cost-effective for the guests, and it can also drive the sales of tea drinks for the family.

After breaking off a piece of waffle, Chief Qiu imitated Lu Xiling and stuffed it into his mouth with yellow peach sauce.

Crisp on the outside and soft on the inside, rich and mellow, the taste is wonderful.

Mr. Qiu was satisfied after eating, and he listened to Lu Xiling's waffle sutra, and his eyes were filled with joy.

"Waffles can be eaten in many ways. They can be paired with crisps, jams, chocolate sauces, yogurt, and seasonal fruits. It's no problem to eat them all year round."

Chief Qiu listened and nodded.

Is this the meaning of saving trouble in the future?

Lu Xiling smiled and said: "Of course not. I have already thought about what to eat in winter, but I dare not explain it to Lord Qiu beforehand, because I am afraid that if I change my style on a whim one day."

Director Qiu believed in this very much.

After all, women are fickle.

And Lu Xiling has done "female" to the extreme.

Xia Shi talked about making tea cakes, but it turned out to be crispy mountain and fruit tea.

At the end of summer, it was said to prepare chrysanthemum drinks and chrysanthemum cakes, and now it has become waffles.

Chief Qiu smiled.

It didn't matter, anyway, the little lady did better than she said, so he was very relieved.

Lu Xiling said: "Leave the food to me. In terms of management, I still have a lot to learn from Master Qiu."

After more than half a month, Yueling Restaurant just opened for business.

Just in time for the Double Ninth Festival.

As Lu Xiling expected, the restaurant on the third floor was full, and the business was quite good.

Sitting in the backyard, Lu Xiling looked at the three-story building with people coming and going, and suddenly had a God's perspective of "everything is under control".

Qiu Yenan sent the ears of wheat that he cut from nowhere to Lu Xiling.

Lu Xiling held the ears of wheat and looked left and right.

Does that mean barley?Homophonic stalk?
Qiu Yenan came back after washing his hands, and said with a smile: "There is a bumper harvest in the five grains, and the year is better than Dengren. This year's grain harvest is a good sign."

Lu Xiling nodded.

That's true.

The two sat and ate chicken legs in the backyard.

Qiu Yenan lamented that it had only been more than half a month, but he felt like he hadn't eaten much meat.

Lu Xiling also felt the same way.

They are all pretending to be poor.

But fortunately, she didn't reveal her wealth in front of her, so she kept her family fortune.

"Yes, I heard that many of the big restaurants on the other side of Luoshui were raped. Those who are poor and sick are not afraid of the curfew, they just think about how to live."

"When did this happen? Didn't we give them porridge?"

During this period of time, apart from busying herself with her own affairs, Lu Xiling was thinking about Bai Ye and the others, acting like a numb working robot all day long.

I don't know anything about the outside world.

Qiu Yenan was different from her, he came to her every day to drink a bowl of Dabu soup, and then rushed to the pier.

The interpersonal relationship on the wharf is complicated. There are officials, workers, and businessmen of all kinds.

Especially for officials, there are not only the Ministry of Households, but also the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of War. Although everyone performs their duties, they all eat from the same pot.

Qiu Yenan heard it from their mouths.

It is said that before they gave out the porridge, many patients' money was spent on travel expenses.

When I went to the city to see a doctor, I had no place to live and no food to eat. At that time, many people died of starvation.

They all died in a corner. If they hadn't been discovered earlier, perhaps the imperial court would have taken action in time to stop the loss.

"These people couldn't even leave the whole body because of the sickness on their bodies."

Qiu Yenan sighed.

He lived in the ivory tower for a long time, and for the first time he felt compassion.

This compassion is not only to pity others, but also to feel that one's own ability is too small, and after all, it can only be used by the power of a mayfly.

"An ant may also shake a tree." Lu Xiling said.

The past cannot be left behind, the most important thing is to take care of the present.

Qiu Yenan also understands this truth, when he thinks about the current affairs, only the word "happy" can be vaguely described in his chest.

The wall at the flower gallery has now completely turned into a "poetry wall", on which there are boldness and grandeur of "waiting for my flowers to bloom and a hundred flowers to kill", as well as discouragement of "being on the gold list, and occasionally losing the top spot", and "not facing the east wind". There is no complaint."

Qiu Yenan rubbed his cocooned hands, feeling waned.

It's a pity that some people's hands are destined to hold pens, while others' hands are destined to only grasp money.

"I thought General Wu and other female high school heroes were not in Beijing, and several academies under her name were not taken care of. I was about to have money to help."

"Unexpectedly, someone is faster than me, and has already prepared the three-month rations for the future teachers and students!"

The two smiled at each other.

it is more than words.

In terms of mutual understanding, it is time for both of them to turn on the gossip radar.

Since she didn't have to worry about other people's business, Lu Xiling devoted herself to the Double Ninth Festival.

September [-]th is here in a blink of an eye.

Lu Xiling took her staff to climb the group building on Baiyun Mountain.

The few people set off after Chen Shi, not because they were too lazy to get up, but because there were too many people who stayed on the top of Baiyun Mountain last night, and they all wanted to watch the sunrise on it this morning.

A few people agreed, so the fun will stop.

Wouldn't it be more comfortable for each to have a good night's sleep at home before going on an outing?

Now that there are two more people in the shop, it is actually very troublesome.Lu Xiling lived in her own house with Liang Chen, Aunt Li and Dou Sprout.

There happened to be two rooms in the shop, one for Wei San and one for Dong Dacheng.

Lu Xiling still likes to call him "Xiao Dong", and thinks it's cuter and suitable for him.

Xiao Dong is very happy living in the backyard of the restaurant. This is the first time in 15 years that he doesn't need to sleep in Datong bunk.

Even the child made a decision on the first night of sleeping here: he will work with Boss Lu for the rest of his life, eat well, and have his own room.

The point is that the room is only one step away from the back kitchen.

The proprietress said that he is growing up, and he can eat the rest of the supper if he doesn't mind it.

Xiao Dong felt that such days were beautiful and happy.

Although Wei San didn't have so many mental journeys, he felt that the present was pretty good, he had a job, and he found a job to do. One thousand dollars a month was much more than a month's salary as a cook in his hometown.

If you save a lot, you might be able to marry a wife and buy a house in the capital in the future.

Lu Xiling was panting as she walked, but she turned her head and smiled.

good!To be a man is to have a dream, otherwise it is no different from a salted fish.

Look at her dream - a large villa of [-] square meters surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The environment is quiet, elegant and simple.

There are all kinds of gables, and the official roads and water lanes are ups and downs.

Due to the close proximity to the river, the outline of the corners of the cornices is softer and more aesthetically pleasing.

Roofs, eaves, and horse head walls are scattered in height.White walls and black tiles, the courtyard is deep.

Look at Zhumen again...

Dong Dacheng was the youngest with the best eyesight, pointing to the words on it, he murmured: "Sold..."

　Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket, thank you Baozi for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)