I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Taking advantage of Yin Xuan's cooking time, Wang told Zhou Bu what happened during this period. Of course, he didn't say anything about his son being accepted by the immortal, but only said that his son read and figured it out.

Zhou Bu was fascinated by what he heard.

After he left, so many wonderful things happened?
Especially when Yin Xuan came out of the kitchen, a table full of dishes was set up.

Seeing that Zhou Bu's eyes were a little straight, he swallowed hard: "Nephew Zhengyang, this...you did this?"

Yin Xuan nodded and poured wine for him: "Yes, come on, how about my handicraft, is it better than mother's?"

Wang Shi glared at Yin Xuan.

Zhou Bu picked up a chopstick of shredded potato and pork—the mutton hadn't been boiled yet, otherwise his first chopsticks would definitely be on the mutton.

Garlic, potato aroma, soft shredded pork
Zhou Bu stared round, and subconsciously shook his chopsticks.tasty!How can there be such a delicious thing.

"It is indeed better than sister-in-law's cooking." He paused and swallowed the second half of the sentence, "Compared with sister-in-law's cooking, it is not the same as sister-in-law's cooking, but it has more flavor."

Wang smiled knowingly.

Like this kind of guy who came out of the crowd of beating people, he can talk.

It's just that she hasn't been happy for a while yet, Yin Lulu who just took a shower ran over from the backyard, pouted: "Uncle Zhou is lying, how can mother's cooking be as good as brother's cooking!"

When Wang stared, Yin Lulu shrank her neck subconsciously, but soon looked back angrily.

Zhou Bu laughed, picked up his wine glass, and took a sip.

The wine enters the mouth, it is hot, but after a little swallowing, another line of throat falls into the abdomen.

Good wine!

He smacked his lips, savoring the taste of the wine, and said in a nervous voice, "I'm afraid this wine is a famous product in Gyeonggi."

Good wine tastes great, but it has a downside, which is that it is expensive.

Now my sister-in-law is living a good life, but she won't be extravagant and wasteful for herself. Wouldn't it be good to keep this kind of good wine and sell it to customers, so as to earn some copper coins?

The restaurant is not a very profitable business, especially after the store has been changed like this, I am afraid that the income during this period will be discounted
Yin Xuan saw through his expression, shook his head and smiled: "Uncle Zhou was joking, this is a small wine brewed by my nephew himself, how can it compare with famous products in Gyeonggi."

Brew your own wine?
Zhou Bu breathed a sigh of relief, since Yin Xuan brewed the wine himself, he can drink it with confidence.

Ton, took another swig.

"Uncle Zhou left Chang'an a few days ago, what did he do?" Yin Xuan asked casually.

Zhou Bu picked up a piece of mutton for Yin Lulu who was watching eagerly, and picked another piece of meat for himself, shook his head, and sighed: "The imperial court approved Yin. The remaining ten of us were exempted from military service. A few days ago Just go back home."

The brutality of the war can be revealed from his few words.

A whistle of hundreds of people, in the end only a dozen people remained.
Yin Xuan nodded: "Exemption? This is a good thing."

"Uncle Zhou, have you thought about what to do for a living in the future?"

Zhou Bu's face became bitter again: "Be a farm father and plant land for others. It's not easy to survive in Chang'an."

Planting land is no good business.

In ancient times, "scholars, farmers, businessmen", the so-called "farmers" did not refer to people who farmed for a living, at least they had to have a piece of land in their hands.

What kind of peasant is a peasant without land?
Wang's gaze fell on Yin Xuan, looking forward to it.Of course she hoped that this, or these men who helped her family would have a good home.

But she couldn't speak.

In this current family, the pillar is Yin Xuan, and whether to help or not, of course, depends on the opinion of the head of the family.Her self-awareness is also very clear. Her son is a scholar, so it is not easy to do something to tear his face.

Such as swearing and beating, just leave it to her, a "shrew".

Yin Xuan nodded, rubbed his hands together, and thought for a while.

Then he opened his mouth slowly and asked softly: "If Uncle Zhou doesn't dislike it, how about giving my nephew a hand?"

Zhou Bu was taken aback, and glanced to the side.

Honestly tell the high-speed rail waiting at the door, and the pitiful fat man leaning on the door rail.Both of them looked a little nervous. Although they didn't cast their eyes over, they both pricked up their ears.

Gao Tie also gave Mingyuelou cook a vicious look.

The shopkeeper doesn't pay you wages, why are you nervous!
Zhou Bu thought for a while, then shook his head: "Forget it."

The size of Tongfu restaurant is limited, if I want to help, wouldn't these two people lose their jobs?It would be fine if these two were unreliable.

But that burly man looks very simple and honest, his facial features are almost twisted into the word "melon".

That fat man is a ghost, but he doesn't look like a bad guy.

Life is not easy, and he can't do things like stealing other people's jobs.

Yin Xuan waved his hand and smiled gratifiedly: "Uncle Zhou misunderstood, it's not that you came to the restaurant to help, but something else."

other things?
The chefs of Gaotie and Mingyuelou breathed a sigh of relief.

Gao Tie gave him another stern look, and the cook of Mingyuelou looked back at him not to be outdone.

Zhou Bu was taken aback.

Is there anything else?Could it be that the two acres of fertile land in his sister-in-law's house should be taken care of by him?It's not bad anyway, anyone who farms is farming, and giving it to his sister-in-law can make him feel more at ease.

Yin Xuan lightly tapped the wine glass: "Uncle Zhou, what do you think of my wine?"

"It's a rare fine wine." Zhou Bu praised without hesitation, "If I could drink a jug of such fine wine before going to battle, I could kill a few more Turkic barbarians."

As he spoke, he sighed, as if he had thought of something unhappy.He hurriedly said, "It's just that it's not easy to brew this wine, right?"

Yin Xuan nodded and smiled slightly: "Well, it's really troublesome to make this wine."

"So I want to ask Uncle Zhou to make wine for me, how about it?"

After all, Yin Xuan is a modern person, and he doesn't have so much concept of family status, but the situation is such that it's better not to spread the technology, but it's too tiring to make wine by himself, and he has to take care of the restaurant, so he doesn't have so much time.

The most important thing is that one person can't make much wine.

So we need to find a group of reliable people.

Is Zhou Bu reliable?
From Yin Xuan's point of view, it is extremely reliable. Yin's father is not paid, Wang's natal family is far away, and Yin's father's relatives do not communicate with each other.
On the contrary, Zhou Bu and other members of the army did their best for the family.

According to Zhou Bu's original idea, it would be fine to stay at home and farm after he had been exempted from military service, but he still came all the way to Chang'an because he was worried about his family.

If such a person is not reliable, it is difficult to say that others are reliable.

Just now Yin Xuan didn't make his words clear, and only said "help", which actually meant the last trace of investigation.