The best farmhouse

Chapter 87 Business is booming
This kind of decoration style is obviously not suitable for stools, and chairs are still needed to show a little extravagance, so Zhao Canniang designed the chairs by herself. According to the modern chair design, there are no armrests, and the chairs are not big. It has a western-style back.

It is also a good choice to put the chair away when there are no guests.

"That's very good, brother, you close the door first." After Zhao Canniang finished speaking, Zhao Qingfeng placed the wooden boards of the gate one by one. Even so, some people passing by outside saw the scene inside and couldn't help but stop and be curious. looking inside.

After Zhao Qingfeng placed all the boards, he asked Zhao Canniang, "What are you going to say, Canniang?"

Zhao Qingfeng thought that Zhao Canniang had something to say.

Zhao Canniang went to the backyard, sat on the stool, and said to Zhao Qingfeng: "Brother, we can go buy some flowers and plants tomorrow, and now there are only flowers and the veil blocking the middle, brother, I am thinking of you but the queen Can you come over here?"

Zhao Qingfeng laughed after hearing this: "At that time, we will open the business first. When the business is ready, we will tell my mother, and then ask my mother to come to the front to greet the guests. I am busy in the back kitchen. You can also help me out. Serve the dishes." Zhao Qingfeng had a good idea, but Zhao Canniang didn't think so.

"Brother, I don't want to stay here to help, and my mother may not come. I mean, you call a servant in the front hall to help you. The money will be collected at the stipulated price, and you won't be charged when the time comes. Wrong, and I don’t worry about the boy playing tricks in the middle.”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Qingfeng didn't want to think about it: "My sister will spend money to hire a servant, brother, look, my brother can come here alone, and then you can help out in the first day or two of the opening."

Zhao Canniang knew that things would never be that simple, and Zhao Qingfeng might not be able to take care of her when she got busy.

"Forget it, you can discuss this matter slowly. What you need to do now is only a few small things. Brother, I bought vegetables today and I will teach you some simple private kitchen dishes. You can rest assured that Tianxiang Restaurant does not have them."

Zhao Canniang had seen the recipes of Tianxiang Restaurant, and Zhao Qingfeng had been working in the back kitchen for so long, Zhao Canniang believed that Zhao Qingfeng must know what was available in Tianxiang Restaurant and what was not in Tianxiang Restaurant.

There are still many cooking techniques in the ancient Zhou Dynasty, including frying, frying, stewing, stewing and roasting.

What Zhao Canniang wants is to make her own unique dishes.

For example, Maoxuewang, such as boiled pork slices, and some modern popular dishes, or home-cooked dishes.

Zhao Canniang recently went to learn more about the diet of the ancient Zhou Kingdom, and found that the people here have many cooking techniques, but they don't know how to use them flexibly. There are not many innovative dishes, which is cheaper for herself. Zhao Canniang believes that she can Lead Zhao Qingfeng to walk a bright road in food culture.

In the next few days, while Zhao Canniang taught Zhao Qingfeng how to cook, she began to slowly decorate the front hall.

Mrs. Qin ate what Zhao Canniang brought back every day.

Finally, it was the day of opening.

Zhao Canniang and Zhao Qingfeng didn't know many people, shopkeeper Zhang and Ke Tianlin needed to be invited, and Grandma Yun said she would come last time, because the shop belonged to Master Jin, Zhao Canniang and Zhao Qingfeng decided to invite Master Jin as well As for coming or not, Zhao Canniang and Zhao Qingfeng didn't care.

Simply uncovering the red cloth on the plaque can be regarded as opening.

Zhao Canniang took out the signboard she had made. On the wooden frame was a stretched white cloth, and on the white cloth, Zhao Canniang carefully wrote the name of the signature dish little by little with a black charcoal pen.

When Zhao Qingfeng found out that Zhao Canniang could write, he was so surprised that he almost cried out.

Zhao Canniang knew that she lived with Zhao Qingfeng every day, and ordinary lies would not fool Zhao Qingfeng, so she finally pushed it to the last time she almost died.

In the end, it can be regarded as fooling around. Anyway, in Zhao Qingfeng's opinion, it is good that Zhao Canniang has nothing to do now. As for the talent, it is also a gift from God. Otherwise, why do people always say "surviving a catastrophe will bring blessings" Woolen cloth!

Zhao Canniang was waiting for business in the front hall, and it was not lunch time, so naturally no one would come to the door, and Granny Yun and Master Jin both brought word that they would not arrive until noon.

Zhao Qingfeng was very uneasy, sitting in the backyard, the more he waited, the more flustered he became.

Seeing this, Zhao Canniang understood Zhao Qingfeng's uneasiness.

"Brother, if you are really flustered, you can prepare some more dishes for later use."

Zhao Canniang used all the simple marketing methods she learned.

The nearby shops distributed leaflets one after another. Of course, this leaflet could not be as rich as modern printing.

On a simple piece of white paper, the names of a few signature dishes were written, followed by the prices.

In the academy not far away, Zhao Canniang also sent out some flyers.

I don't know if it will work, so I can only wait and see.

The days of waiting are the hardest.

The shop next door is a silk and satin shop, and it is a silk and satin shop that specializes in high-quality cloth. With the attitude of helping each other, it became the first customer of Zhao's private kitchen.

Sitting at the door, Zhao Canniang felt a little worried.

The owner of the silk and satin shop next door came over in person, looked at Zhao Canniang's appearance, and said with a smile: "Business comes slowly, as long as your products are good, don't worry about your products not being sold."

The owner of the silk and satin village had vicious eyes, and he could see Zhao Canniang's worry at a glance.

Zhao Canniang smiled slightly, and immediately stood up: "Boss Chen said yes, thank you for your kind words."

Boss Chen chuckled: "I see you brothers and sisters have such courage at such a young age, and I really admire you! I didn't have dinner this morning, and I'm waiting for your opening. This boiled pork slices , Maoxuewang, as well as this scrambled egg with leeks, and bring them to my shop."

When Zhao Canniang heard this, she was overjoyed.

Nodding again and again: "Thank you, Boss Chen, I'll send it to you later."

After Zhao Canniang finished speaking, she smiled and went to the back kitchen.

"Brother's business is here, hairy blood is prosperous, boiled pork slices, scrambled eggs with leeks" Zhao Canniang excitedly reported the name of the dish.

Turning around, he saw that Boss Chen had already returned to his shop.

The big stone in Zhao Canniang's heart was finally let go.

Chili was grown in the ancient state of Zhou, but it was not as popular as Zhao Canniang imagined. Everyone here could eat chili, but they couldn't control the taste of chili.Can only look at the chili and sigh.

Zhao Canniang just investigated this point, but thought of a few more famous dishes, and after experimenting, even Zhao Qingfeng thought it was better than the chef of Tianxiang Restaurant.

With the first order, the wait was not so long, and Zhao Canniang also cheered up and ran to the back to help Zhao Qingfeng with things.

Near noon, the shop suddenly became lively. Zhao Canniang did not expect that Ke Tianlin would come in person. As for the shopkeeper Zhang, who was busy with the business of Tianxianglou, he did not come. Even so, Zhao Canniang was still very moved.

As soon as Ke Tianlin entered the restaurant, he found that the decoration style inside was full of exotic styles, and the layout inside was also eye-catching.

"You and your brother did this?" Ke Tianlin looked at everything inside curiously, and asked in surprise.

Zhao Canniang nodded: "Because the wages are too expensive, my brother and I will do the knife ourselves, which made Mr. Ke laugh."

Hearing Zhao Canniang's words, Ke Tianlin really didn't know what to say.

The two brothers and sisters are both children of farmers, but they can combine exotic customs to such a beautiful level, I really don't know whether we should praise Zhao Canniang and Zhao Qingfeng's talents.

"Master Ke, please come inside."

As Zhao Canniang said, she arranged Ke Tianlin next to the innermost long table, and next door, there were Master Jin and Granny Yun.

Zhao Qingfeng's movements were fast, and since everyone was eating signature dishes today, the dishes were served very quickly.

In the store, Zhao Canniang continued to arrange other business, and several neighbors on the same street came to order food and asked for it to be delivered to their door.

Zhao Canniang silently memorized the dishes in her heart, and then went to the back hall to write down everything she needed.

After coming and going, the restaurant, including the largest round table, was already full of people. Many people who came late could only accept Zhao Canniang's suggestion to share tables.

Naturally, Ke Tianlin was also interested in Zhao Canniang's and the others' dishes, but he wanted to see how Zhao Qingfeng's cooking skills were. Looking at the beautifully crafted wooden sign on the table, and looking at the beautifully carved small characters, it was a complete menu.

What kind of dishes and what prices can be seen at a glance, which really saves the link of asking prices, and it is clear how many dishes the guests ate and how much they spent, without any moisture.

Ke Tianlin felt that his Tianxiang Restaurant should do the same.

The dishes were served one by one by Zhao Canniang.

Ke Tianlin eagerly picked up the chopsticks, picked up the sliced ​​boiled meat in the chopsticks bowl, the tender sliced ​​meat was very soft in the mouth, and the taste was particularly good, spicy, but this kind of spiciness was acceptable , not Xin.

After eating a mouthful of boiled pork slices, the next thing is Maoxuewang.

A few days ago, Zhao Canniang told all the butchers in the city that she would buy the pig blood alone in the future. In order to prevent any accidents in the middle, Zhao Canniang also signed an agreement with the butchers, and the butchers The craftsman is also happy to sell the pig's blood that is usually discarded.

Ke Tianlin was very curious about Zhao Canniang's hairy blood.

He raised his head and saw that Canniang Zhao was resting, and waved to Canniang Zhao.

"What did Canniang do this Maoxuewang?"

Ke Tianlin thought it was pig's blood, but he didn't think so.

As soon as Zhao Canniang stepped forward, Ke Tianlin asked curiously, "Is this Maoxuewang, Canniang, pig's blood?"

Zhao Canniang knew that people in the ancient Zhou Kingdom didn't like to eat pig's blood very much, and the reason was because they couldn't suppress the bloody smell in pig's blood.

(End of this chapter)