The ugly wife of peasant family

The village head said, looking forward to Xia Xi.

He knew that he was embarrassed to do so. After all, Xia Xi could do it himself. But the people in the village are poor, and there are few ways to get money. Now there is such a good one in front of him. Even if he only earns dozens of Wen a day, he also wants the people in the village to do it.

"Good."

Xia Xi said with a smile, "in addition to Wotou, we can also do something else, such as steamed bread and Wotou mixed with noodles. After all, people who come to eat boiled fish will probably sell more if they prepare two kinds of food."

The head of the village rubbed his hands excitedly, and the wrinkles on his happy face gathered together. "It's still the whole idea of the lady. When I go back, I'll let them do it immediately."

With that, he got up and happily went to find the villagers.

……

All the boiled fish are sold out, and there are people who come to see that they are closing up. They are very disappointed.

Xia Xi said, "come early tomorrow. We only sell ten fish a day. When we're finished, we'll go back."

As soon as the visitor heard that there would be more tomorrow, his eyes brightened, "can I reserve a bowl first?"

Xia Xi shakes her head. "Sorry, you'd better come early tomorrow."

Although the visitors were disappointed, they didn't force them to turn around and leave.

Several of them came one after another, and Xia Xi told them so.

Before the stall was finished, Mr. Zhang came back with two bowls and cleaned them clean.

Xia Xi took the bowl and said, "Mr. Zhang, you've come just in time. I'm asking for something."

Mr. Zhang said simply, "say."

"Can you help me find a place to store these things for as much as possible?"

She wanted to send them to the restaurant. The backyard of the restaurant is big. It's OK to put her things, but it's personal after all. It's better to rent a place to store them.

Mr. Zhang took a look at all their things, the stove, the big pot, the pots and bowls, and the benches. He really had a lot of them. He thought about it a little bit. "There's a place, which is a little far away from here."

"Yes."

"In that case, follow me."

"Good."

And pillar Lan'er said a, lead Qi'er to follow behind Zhang Ye, walk two blocks, turn a corner again, come to a courtyard door.

The gate is closed, the wall is not high, you can clearly see the inside, the yard is big, clean, except for a corner piled up some firewood, there is no other things.

In front of the yard is a house that looks old. It's a bit shabby but firm.

Mr. Zhang said, "this is the backyard. It's idle all the time. If it's not too far away, you can put your things here."

"Yes."

Xia Xiying asked, "how much is a month?"

"I'll ask."

Mr. Zhang went around the front and entered the gate. He came out soon with a key in his hand. "Fifty Wen a month. Here's the key. You'll come in and out of the gate later."

Xia Xi hesitated, "is it too cheap?"

"The old lady heard that you are food makers. She thought it was not easy for you. She wanted you to use it for nothing. I told you fifty Wen."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

Xia Xi took the key, did not open the door, "we will pull things over in a moment."

Mr. Zhang nodded slightly.

Xia Xi thanks again and leads Qi'er back.

Seeing that they were far away, Mr. Zhang turned around and went into the yard again.

……

Half way to buy a flat car, let people to the stall, put all the things on the top, led the column directly to the other side. Put the flatbed truck in place, the things on it didn't come down, just piled on it.

Just came out of the yard, the door has not been locked, some of the pillars can't wait, "sister-in-law, I'll go to see our carriage."

Words fall, run away.

Xia Xi shakes her head, locks the door, and leads Qi Er to the place where the carriage is tied.

Zhu had been waiting there for a long time with the carriage. When Xia Xi got on the carriage, he waved his whip and drove the carriage back to the village.

……

Meanwhile, in the kitchen of Luochen villa.

The steward and several cooks are frying spicy cabbage and spicy tofu. They are all sweating. Dozens of dishes have been put on the chopping board beside them. They have not stopped since early in the morning.

Another dish of spicy cabbage came out of the pot. The cook carefully served it out and brought it to the steward, "steward, you have a taste."

I don't know how many dishes this is. The spicy tongue of the manager is numb, but he still holds chopsticks and puts a piece into his mouth.

Several cooks looked at him expectantly.

Yesterday, the master ate three bowls of rice, they were very happy, but when the plate was removed, they were silly. The master didn't eat the dishes they cooked.

When the steward came in with a bad look, they knew that the reason why the master ate so much was due to lady Xia, and it had nothing to do with them.

Several people looked at each other, a cook unconvinced, "is not hot cabbage? We can do it, and it will be better than her. "

When she said this, the others nodded in agreement.

Although they are not the chef of the restaurant, they are also excellent at cooking. Otherwise, they would not have been selected by the master and came to Luochen villa.

So, there is today's one.

Lofty ideals and high aspirations, as like as two peas, were not made. They had just begun to want to outshine Xia Xi's ambition. Now they only want to do the same for her.

The people are good. They look at the steward, but they see that he shakes his head slowly, and they are a little collapsed.

A cook couldn't help asking again, "steward, what's the taste of the spicy cabbage made by Lady Xia?"

Several cooks have asked this question dozens of times in the morning. After all, only the steward ate the dish yesterday.

"A little spicy, with a sweet, refreshing fragrance, let alone eat, is smelling, also let a person appetite

The steward still said dozens of times, each time said the same, a word is not bad.

With that, the steward shook his head, "you're far behind."

……

The pillar drove the carriage home directly. When several people got out of the carriage, they quickly unloaded it, let the horse roll, and had a rest for a while before feeding the horse with grass.

Xia Xi, Lan'er and Qi'er enter the room. Lan'er puts the box tightly held in her arms on the Kang, and can't wait to open it, counting the copper plates one by one.

Qi Er also followed the number, Xia Xi is leisurely sitting on the only stool in the house, smiling at the two people.

"Yu, Yu Juren!"

The stuttering of the pillars sounded in the courtyard.

Lan'er counted the copper plate and looked at it in a hurry.

Yu Yi stood in the courtyard, calm face, whole body emitting anger, voice on fire, "Xia Shi?"