On the Difficulties of Escape in Ancient Times

Xiao Xiao has been busy in the restaurant for two days. Seeing that he doesn't have to worry about the restaurant, he dives into Liupersimmon.

Glass jars have also been found, porcelain jars are ready, and there are several kinds of bottles and jars.

Taking advantage of the fact that the persimmons in June were so cheap now that one penny could buy three kilograms, she asked Dalang to bring her two large baskets every day for several days in a row.

It was her first time doing it, and she wasn't confident that she could do it all well.

However, she followed the numbers and recorded them carefully. After two months, she would know which ones were edible and avoid detours in the future.

On the fourth day of September, after Xiao Xiao finished his work, he saw that it was almost noon, so he called Old Man Xiao and Xiao Lian who were making pancakes, closed the door, and prepared to go to the restaurant for lunch.

After their family opened a restaurant, their food intake skyrocketed.

In the first few days, we were not familiar with each other and seemed to be in a hurry when there were many guests. But now that everyone is familiar with it and cooperates well, Xiao Lian and her grandfather simply stayed at home to make pancakes.

In the afternoon, the Lin sisters and eldest sister went home to make pancakes.

"I still think it's easier to serve dishes in the store." Xiao Lian held Xiao Xiao's hand and complained in a low voice: "Making pancake requires constant stirring, my hands are so sore."

"You know this is a laborious job, right?" Xiao Xiaoxiao asked, "Now you don't think I'm being too kind to pay the Lin sisters a monthly salary, do you?"

The Lin sisters now take turns helping out in the family restaurant, so Xiao Xiao also said that he would give them two taels of silver a month.

It's not that she treated her differently, but that she also provided food and housing. In addition, Lin Long was only eleven years old and was not as strong as an adult, so the two sisters together were only given two taels.

Xiao Lian privately complained that she spent money lavishly and felt that she gave too much.

Xiao Lian gave her a roll of her eyes: "Come on, just wait here for me. Do you want to settle the score with me?"

The two sisters laughed together.

At this moment, Xiao Sanlang rushed over from the front. When he saw them, he cried and shouted: "Grandpa, someone is coming to make trouble in our restaurant."

Old man Xiao, who was smiling and chatting with passers-by, ran away after hearing this.

Xiao Xiao supported Xiao Sanlang and pulled him forward, not forgetting to ask: "What's going on?"

"Two men came to eat and said that our food was unclean and several hairs came out of the food." Xiao Sanlang gasped: "I'm afraid that my eldest brother will fight with them."

Xiao Xiao was also very happy about this obvious frame-up: "Then if the grandmother and second aunt come out, they will know that this is a misunderstanding?"

She also pays great attention to hygiene, but unfortunately she can't wear white hats on her head now, which means she is filial, so she makes everyone who cooks and washes dishes in the kitchen wear calico hats.

There is no range hood now, so we have to rely on the chimney. The smell of oil fumes in the kitchen is strong. Wearing a calico hat and a smock not only makes you look clean, but also makes the smell of oil smoke accentuate your body.

Xiao Xiao just didn't want to stay in the restaurant because of the strong smell of cooking fumes.

Xiao Sanlang patted his head: "I forgot about it. I saw them quarreling, so I hurried back to find you."

Fortunately, the journey was not far, and while they were talking, they arrived at the door of the restaurant.

Even though there are hundreds of years of estrangement, they have one unified characteristic: they love to join in the fun!

If there are four or five people gathered together on the roadside, no matter how loud they talk, within ten minutes, they will be surrounded by two or three layers of people inside and outside.

Even if I am hungry, I can't stop my gossiping heart.

Some people were at the door, and some were leaning on the windows, all stretching their necks like ducks to look inside.

Anyway, everyone likes to gain popularity, and I guess they want the people inside to fight.

Xiao Xiao followed Old Man Xiao and entered the restaurant smoothly.

The restaurant is now packed, and the customers who have finished their meals are reluctant to leave. The customers who have just come in and have not yet ordered their dishes are not bothered by the lack of greetings. They also sit there and refuse to move. They will also whisper to the people sitting on the side and in front of them. Why was the quarrel started? At this moment, Zhang San and Li Si inside were a little unable to get off the stage.

They came to this small restaurant to have a meal on the orders of their immediate superior, Inspector Zhao, and to cause some trouble for them.

But when the commotion started, I realized that the four women coming out of the kitchen were all wearing flowered headscarves.

This simply made them slap themselves in the face: "You..."

After hearing what her eldest grandson said, Mrs. Xiao angrily slapped her thigh and cursed endlessly.

She didn't know how to speak Mandarin, so she naturally cursed in dialect.

This language barrier made the onlookers anxious, and they kept asking the people next to them: "What is she talking about?"

Even from the look on her face, you could tell that what she said couldn't be good.

But they couldn't understand it, which made their gossipy hearts very anxious.

Xiao Dalang also put on a forbearing look and clasped his fists at the onlookers: "Don't worry, everyone, although our restaurant is small, we pay great attention to hygiene and ensure that the food is clean and fresh."

"Everyone has seen that the ones we serve have their hair tied up, so there is no chance of hair loss."

"The people cooking there are all wearing headscarves, so they are even less likely to lose their hair."

"It may be that the two distinguished guests 'accidentally' dropped their hair in the dishes."

Zhang San and Li Si wanted to hit someone.

This little bastard said it nicely, but why did he say the three words "accidentally" so slowly and so loudly? Isn't this a disgrace to them?

You can't blame them, it's mainly because it's the first time they've seen a chef being so particular.

No wonder they capsized in the gutter.

But it doesn't matter, they already have backup plans and people to support them.

The two looked at each other, covered their chests, sat down on the stool, and asked in unison: "What did you put in the dishes? Why do our chests hurt?"

"Yeah, I can't even breathe."

In fact, when Xiao Xiao had a few quarrels with Mrs. He a few days ago, she was prepared in her heart whether they would use dirty tricks.

This is all on the same street. If I open a restaurant, I can't hide it from others.

Of course, there could also be other gangsters who want to take advantage of the opportunity to blackmail.

But now that she saw their unprofessional acting skills, she was very angry: "We are just ordinary people who want to make a living, but we are also kind to others. When we come here, we have offended one person."

"I didn't expect you would use such a despicable method to prevent our small restaurant from opening."

"Since you two said there is something wrong with our food, I will go and ask the doctor from Huichun Hall to see what kind of poison you have been poisoned."

"We'll help you get it." The enthusiastic people outside were just watching the excitement and didn't mind the trouble. They immediately turned around and shouted from a short distance away: "Doctor Jiang, Dr. Liu, come and help!"

Zhang San and Li Si can hardly continue acting.

Why are spectators so helpful? Can't they just watch quietly from the sidelines?

And what this little girl said caused many people around her to start whispering among themselves.

When they saw it, they were afraid that they would be recognized by onlookers.

Mainly because they usually patrol this street.

Now I just don't wear the clothes of a policeman.