Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

The second floor of the pastry shop is even better than the location of the restaurant.

It faces the street to the west, and the river below can be seen to the east.

In spring and summer, small wooden boats sway across the river, and the breeze gently blows the willows. This scene is extremely poetic and picturesque.

It feels like breaking into modern Jiangnan.

Then get someone who can sing and play musical instruments, and listen to it while drinking tea and eating cakes. That would be a real pleasure.

Fortunately, the weather hasn't warmed up much yet, so the milk can be left for a day after boiling.

Yan Xia is planning to go to town tomorrow.

Bring the milk over and arrange the construction of the second floor.

Customize a batch of wooden barrels with lids to hold milk.

Not to mention the few wooden barrels at home, there are no lids yet. We can only temporarily cover them with clean linen cloth to keep out the ash. This will definitely not work in the long run.

If a mouse or cockroach accidentally crawls in, the reputation of her shop will be ruined.

Since becoming good friends with Brother Qian and Sister Zhao, Yan Xia's temper has become more and more impatient.

Whatever you think about, you have to do it immediately.

It's turbulent.

The price of black tea is not low, and rose jam and brown sugar milk are also valuables. Yan Xiading's price actually doesn't make much money.

But fortunately, the quantity is large, and the milk is mixed with tea soup.

Mix one to one.

The main focus is small profits but quick turnover.

And Yan Xia is not planning to put the rose milk tea in a bamboo tube for sale. The bamboo tube is too big and doesn't look classy.

This time she not only wanted to build the second floor of the pastry shop, but also customized a batch of porcelain cups with handles, similar to the modern style.

Milk tea can also be sold by the pot, but the price is twice as expensive.

One pot serves 4 to 6 cups.

There is a small heating stove under the kettle.

Make sure the milk tea doesn't get cold.

Also consider adding ice in summer.

Early in the morning, Yan Xiaxia got up before dawn. After she washed and had breakfast, she and Zhao Dali went to the town with milk. Xiaoji stayed in the village with Xiaohe.

After the milk tea is brewed, it is sold in restaurants.

100 Wen a cup, worried that it would not be sold out, Yan Xia specially mentioned it to a regular customer at the pastry shop.

So today, not to mention that the business of the restaurant has improved, all the milk teas are also sold out.

Most of them pack milk tea.

There was no way, the cup hadn't been customized yet, so Yan Xia could only hold it in a bamboo tube first.

Then I went to a few shops and after customizing what I wanted, I started to work on adding a second floor. The candidates for adding a second floor were still the same batch.

Yan Xia drew the drawing with charcoal and handed it to them.

After negotiating the price and purchasing the materials, construction started on the third day. Worried that the construction of the shop would affect customers, Yan Xia closed the business for five days until the bottom of the second floor was finished and the reinforcement pillars were placed.

Only then did the business reopen, and the remaining construction parts no longer affected customers.

Nothing more than a little noisy.

Yan Xia added money and started construction day and night. It is expected to be completed in late March.

The design of the shop is that the main part of the first floor remains unchanged, and a wooden staircase is added at the left corner for guests to go up to the second floor.

Because the foundation was not deep, Yan Xia added several reinforcement pillars.

In case of strong winds or too thick snow, causing damage to the shop.

The east and west parts of the second floor are all surrounded by wooden railings. There is a round stage in the middle, with a height of 30 centimeters. It can accommodate three people, not too big or too small. In the future, people will be invited to speak, sing, play musical instruments, etc.

Dining tables are placed on both sides of the balcony, so you can enjoy the view while drinking tea and eating cakes.

You can also choose private rooms that do not have a view, unlike restaurants.

The private rooms here are really solid. As long as you don't lean against the door to listen, you can hardly hear what the people inside are saying.

You can also open the box door to listen to music and take some fresh air, it's up to the guests themselves.

There are four boxes in total.

On the right side of the second floor, there is a five-meter-long bar table on the left.

There are homemade high wooden stools on the side.

Let those guests who come alone sit and eat and drink.

There is a two-meter open space next to the bar table, which is the part that comes from the stairs.

Yan Xia worked hard and the windows and columns on the second floor were all carved!

I also bought a lot of calligraphy and paintings to hang.

It is bound to create a sense of elegance.

......

Officials collecting corvee came to Baihua Village on March 3.

Because he had said hello in advance, Bai Li had already finished counting them all on the 5th.

Luo Bai had been released a long time ago. Although the injury on his buttocks had healed in prison, his body had suffered a lot.

Thirty boards, if it were a woman, she would probably be beaten to the point where she could barely breathe.

Even if you are lucky, you will be disabled.

Luo Bai walked with a slight limp, and he didn't know if he had injured a bone.

"Does your family pay people or money?"

During the statistics before the 5th, Bai Li was standing at the door of Luo's house holding a booklet.

These two small shabby houses didn't even have a yard.

Not to mention the main room, he could only stand and talk.

"Where can I get money to pay?"

Luo Jingui was holding a piece of weed in his mouth and smacking his lips. He looked carefree, not like an elderly person at all.

Luo Bai was a little worried.

"Hand it, hand it to someone, Uncle Li Zheng, I don't know how long this corvee will last. My Lifang is also pregnant, so she can't live without someone around her."

Bai Li was looking at Luo Bai's weak look and couldn't bear it.

"Just let your dad go. I don't know the specific time. It could be a few months, or it could be a year and a half."

"I'm not going. Even if two of my three sons are in jail, there is still one standing here. Li Zheng, don't make blind suggestions. Why don't you go? I'm already so old, and I still have to go. Go and suffer that crime? Go away, you stinky boy, go quickly, your wife is with me, are you afraid that I will abuse her? "

Luo Jingui made a show of pushing Luo Bai, wishing he could leave now.

Bai Lizheng was speechless and died. Luo Jingui was only thirty-eight this year. If he was old, wouldn't he be able to be buried?

Talking is really annoying!

Luo Bai saw that Li Zheng had a bad look on his face and quickly took over the conversation.

"I didn't say I wouldn't go, Dad. I just asked you to take good care of Lifang. Li Zheng, can you also help me on weekdays? When I come back, I will repay you by working hard."

Luo Bai knew what his own father was like.

It's not reliable at all, it's better to ask for help.

"Okay, but I can't help much. If your Lifang gives birth and you don't come back, I'll ask your father to come to my house to look for me. I'll call you Aunt Huangmei to help take care of her for a few days."

Aunt Huang Mei is Bai Lizheng's eldest daughter-in-law.

About the same age as Yan Xia.

He is kind and virtuous.

After all, Cui Siniu was in jail, and the father-in-law and his wife lived together, which was very inconvenient on weekdays.

The woman had just given birth and was very weak.

It’s okay to ask the eldest daughter-in-law to help.

"Okay, thank you very much, Li Zheng. Then please register my name."

After Bai Lizheng left the Luo family, he came to the ruined temple again.

This is the last one.

He knocked on the door of the ruined temple.

"Brother Yan, open the door."

Yan Hecheng immediately opened the door of the ruined temple and asked.

"What's the matter, Rizheng?"