The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 580 A Trouble in Trying Vegetables (3)

Du Xiaozhu pointed out the deficiencies one by one, and gave ways to improve. The little shopkeeper also looked serious and humbly asking for advice.

After Du Xiaozhu stopped, he asked, "May I ask Mrs. Du if there is anything else I need to pay attention to?"

Du Xiaozhu shook his head at him with a smile, and said, "It's nothing else."

Instead, he turned to look at the old shopkeeper and asked, "It's just that after the old shopkeeper has paid off the taste of this marinade, is he still planning to marinate it with old soup?"

The old shopkeeper blushed even more when he was asked such a question, and Lao Lu also looked at him in surprise, "Could it be that this is made from new brine?"

Lao Lu didn't know that the difference between Xin Lu and Lao Lu couldn't be compensated, but Du Xiaozhu's words made him sure that his guess was right.

He was slightly annoyed, Mrs. Du made it clear that day, did he not believe it or was he trying to fool people?

And Yang Xiuning was even more unclear about the key to this, but he believed that there would be no problem with the little lady, so he didn't interrupt Du Xiaozhu and their conversation.

The old shopkeeper said with embarrassment, "It's not that Lao Jian doesn't believe in Mrs. Du, it's just that there are only so many old soups, and Mrs. Du knows it's precious, so Lao Jian doesn't dare to try it lightly."

Du Xiaozhu interrupted the old shopkeeper's explanation by raising his hand, and said, "I can understand the old shopkeeper's intentions, but the premise of cooperation is the century-old Tang."

As he said that, Du Xiaozhu looked at the old shopkeeper fixedly and waited for his answer.

Silence spread among the crowd, the old god Du Xiaozhu was present, and there was no sign of anxiety, until the little shopkeeper looked at his father, hesitating to speak several times, as if he wanted to say something but he didn't say it in the end.

However, the longer the time dragged on, the more anxious the little shopkeeper became. Seeing his son like this, the old shopkeeper finally sighed and said, "That's all, that's all!"

"The things left by the ancestors will eventually be passed on to the children and grandchildren, and the old man can't carry it into the coffin." After talking, he looked at the front and the kitchen reluctantly, and finally stood up and said to the little shopkeeper, "From now on, this store will be in your hands. What you want to do in the future is up to you, so don't ask me any more."

As he said that, he hunched over and walked slowly towards the wing room. This time, he really planned to let go. His children and grandchildren have their own blessings. He is old, just like Mrs. Du said, it's time to enjoy his family.

Leave these matters to the juniors to worry about.

Looking at his father's back, shopkeeper Xiao Zhang felt a little uncomfortable, but he was somewhat unwilling to lose this century-old shop that had been passed down from generation to generation in his own hands, not to mention other things, considering that his father was so old, But he didn't live a comfortable day, and he finally untied the knot in his heart, so he really shouldn't worry about it anymore.

The little shopkeeper apologized to everyone, then cut another plate of beef, boiled a pot of wine and brought it into the room where the old shopkeeper just entered, and he came out after a while.

This time, he was more energetic than before. Du Xiaozhu looked at him like this, and knew that the old shopkeeper really let go this time.

He smiled and invited the little shopkeeper to sit in the same position as the old shopkeeper just now. Although the cooperation has been settled, the details of the official opening still need to be discussed.

But the little shopkeeper smiled and took another jug ​​of wine. After a few wine glasses came, he sat down on the vacant seat, and raised his glass to everyone who sat down again, "What happened before is that my Zhangjia restaurant broke promises. First, I, Zhang Liang, will serve a cup spontaneously, please forgive me, Madam Du."

(End of this chapter)