Love after marriage: Abandoned wife and second marriage

Originally, he didn't need to be the big shopkeeper of the restaurant to handle such small and medium matters, but today the purchaser was sick and asked for leave, and he didn't trust the other staff in the restaurant, so he had to go to the market to purchase in person.

I walked around the street and bought everything I needed to buy. When I turned around and was about to go back to the restaurant, I suddenly saw a hidden corner full of people. I thought to myself what are they doing?

So he couldn't help being curious, so he stepped forward to have a look.

He swung his plump body and squeezed into the crowd, while the handyman following him put down the heavy basket on his shoulders and waited for him outside the crowd.

In the crowd, there are all kinds of smells, smelly, fragrant...

Lin Xiang's nose was very sensitive, and among the complex smells, he smelled a faintly strong fragrance, which seemed to contain the smell of spices such as star anise, fennel, tangerine peel, cinnamon bark, and cassia seeds.

He was very curious as to what kind of dish would use so many good and expensive spices. With the strength of Fuzhenlou, they rarely used so many spices in one dish.

So, he twisted his fat body and pushed away the person in front of him. The person was suddenly pushed by him, staggered, and almost fell, but seeing the arrogance exuding from him, he dared not go forward to argue , can only swallow silently.

Lin Xiang didn't care about the life and death of a small shrimp, he squeezed to the front of the crowd, and saw the smell coming from the pot on the side of the stall, he came to the boiler again, opened the pot, and used a spoon to continuously salvage Looking at the contents of the pot, I saw that it was empty, only the residues of spices such as star anise and fennel remained in the pot.

He hurried to Ru Yi's side, breathed calmly, opened his mouth and asked urgently: "Little lady, can you tell me what is boiled in that pot?"

In the midst of her busy schedule, Ru Yi took the time to glance at Lin Xiang, then handed the tofu that she weighed in her hand to the customer in front of her, and then pointed to the white dried tofu on one side and said, "Uncle, why do you ask that? The one cooked in the pot It’s the dried tofu I made myself. Oh! This is it! What? Uncle, do you want to buy some at home and try it?”

Lin Xiang pondered, the business of Fuzhen Building is not as good as before. In the past, Fuzhen Building was one of the best restaurants in Fu’an Town. Since coming here, there has been constant pressure on Fuzhen Building, and the business of Fuzhen Building has plummeted since then.

Although he also found many ways to remedy it during the period, the effect was minimal, and the restaurant still did not see any effect. Seeing that Fuzhen Building was about to close down, he was unwilling to see such a result.

Because the closure of Fuzhen Restaurant means that he, the shopkeeper, will lose his job, and since no restaurant is willing to recruit a shopkeeper who closes down such a large restaurant, it means that he will have to live in poverty again.

As the saying goes, it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.He is used to living a luxurious life, and he never wants to live a life like a pug looking at people's faces and begging for life. That kind of life is simply worse than death.

But if he doesn't want Fuzhen Restaurant to close down and he doesn't want to lose his job, then should he do something now to save the restaurant's business?

The people buying tofu in front of him are scrambling for the first, if his restaurant has as many people as this small stall, how good it is?