The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

Five days later, the shop was completed.

During these five days, Jiang Muxia deliberately asked her sister to go back and forth between the front hall and the back kitchen during meal times.

Teach her how to communicate with guests and how to read their expressions to determine what their needs are.

Although five days was a short time, Jiang Mutao was smart and flexible and learned a lot.

I changed my timid attitude and became more relaxed.

Not to let her show up in public, but to let her get rid of her timid and fearful habits, so that she can face things calmly.

Jiang Muxia could also tell from her performance over the past five days that her sister was really not very interested in running a restaurant.

The shop is about to open, and Jiang Muxia is busy.

Once the shop is on track, she will find an opportunity to ask her sister what she likes to do and do her best to help her arrange it.

As soon as the shop was renovated, Jiang Muxia took his father and Li Jiyi, and the three of them lit a fire in the kitchen of the shop.

Firstly, she wanted to check whether there was smoke leakage in the flue, and secondly, she also wanted the wall to dry out early.

The result was a great success. It was indeed made by a craftsman with more than 20 years of experience. After more than an hour of burning, the whole shop was warm as spring.

Even if it is the coldest day outside, it will not affect the temperature inside the shop, so that customers eating in the shop can have a better experience.

It can also be used as a gimmick to attract more customers.

Everything is ready except for the east wind. What is giving Jiang Muxia a headache now is an urgent matter.

When serving minced meat pilaf in the tavern, a diners gave them a suggestion.

They are from the north and mainly eat noodles. Minced meat pilaf is delicious, but if you eat it every day, you will get tired of it. If you want to stay at the ferry for a long time, you have to eat noodles as the main food.

This suggestion was very important. She originally planned to target the porters working at the ferry. They didn't have high requirements, as long as they were full. Jiang Muxia came up with the simplest and most affordable pilaf, ignoring the fact that everyone was from the north and couldn't stand eating rice for a long time.

But after thinking hard for several days, she really couldn't think of what pasta to make as the main dish.

Jiang Yuzhou and his craftsmen have gone to the tavern to start construction, and Xuji Tavern has already hung up a sign saying it is closed.

Fuzi was taking care of things in the tavern, and Xu Cheng had gone somewhere unknown.

Just as Jiang Muxia was sitting in front of the counter of her shop, thinking about what kind of noodles the restaurant specializes in, Fuzi ran in.

He rubbed his hands together, exhaled, and said with a smile, "Miss Jiang, it's still warm here. The owner asked me to come over and ask you, what do you plan to name the shop?"

"Thank you for your concern, Master. I have already chosen a name for it, Si Hai Restaurant. The plaque will be delivered this afternoon."

"Okay, when will it open?"

Jiang Muxia shook her head, indicating that the date had not been set yet.

"The owner of the house said that October 2nd is a good day, so why not open the business on that day?"

"October 2nd?" Jiang Muxia muttered to herself, "Today is September 29th, the day after tomorrow? Isn't it too soon? I haven't decided on the noodles yet."

Fuzi looked at her and said hesitantly, "How about we choose another day?"

"No need, the day after tomorrow." Li Jiyi came out from the backyard, wearing an apron and holding a bowl of soup in his hand, and walked slowly towards them.

"Why?" Jiang Muxia asked him in confusion.

"Have you forgotten? Your mother, my aunt is very good at making steamed noodles. If you don't use it now, when will you?"

"My mother?" Jiang Muxia thought for a long time and finally remembered.

When she was eight years old, Lu Chaoyun worked for the Li family in Dongyan Village.

The steamed noodles made by Lu Chaoyun are thin and chewy, paired with fried bean sprouts and fatty pork, and added with Lu Chaoyun's own soy sauce. After coming out of the pot, the noodles are moderately salty and fragrant, and look golden.

Lu Chaoxia once said that among all her brothers and sisters, only the youngest sister inherited the true skills from their mother and could make such delicious steamed noodles.

She could never make the steamed noodles taste like the ones her mother and sister made.

Jiang Muxia slapped the table and said with a smile: "Yeah, how could I forget about my mother, a ready-made craftsman."

"Okay, I'll go back and pick up my aunt after lunch." When Li Jiyi said these words, he did not notice that Jiang Mutao's face had already changed.

"Tao'er, don't worry. I'm here. Mother won't dare to do anything to you. I'm the one in charge of this shop." Jiang Muxia thoughtfully pulled her to sit next to him and comforted her.

Fuzi warmed himself in the shop for a while and then returned to the tavern.

Jiang Muxia took this opportunity to ask her sister what she liked to do.

Jiang Mutao thought for a long time and said, "Sister, I don't know if it counts. I'm introverted and don't like interacting with people. I just want to weave and sew in the house. In fact, I'd like to work in my aunt's workshop. There, I don't have to care about other people's faces. I just need to do my job well."

Jiang Muxia sighed, "That's fine. How about you wait until the winter is over before going to your aunt's workshop?"

Jiang Mutao's face lit up with joy and she nodded.

Seeing the light in his sister's eyes, Jiang Muxia suddenly asked her, "If I ask you to teach the weavers skills in the future, would you be willing?"

Jiang Mutao smiled bitterly and said, "Sister, you think too highly of me. With my skills, I can't even get a rank in my aunt's workshop, so how can I be qualified to teach my skills?"

"Why not?" Jiang Muxia glared at her. "Don't ever say such derogatory words again. Our Tao'er is beautiful, skillful, kind and generous. She deserves everything in the world."

Fuzi pushed the door open and walked in, this time holding bedding in her hands.

"What does this mean?" Jiang Muxia asked in surprise.

Fuzi smiled sheepishly, "The owner of the house asked me to bring it here. He told me to put it on the second floor and he would come over later."

Fuzi didn't wait for Jiang Muxia to react and ran straight to the second floor with the things in his arms.

Is this Xu Da planning to live in their shop? What exactly is this guy planning?

Jiang Mutao was a little scared and asked in a low voice: "Sister, what should I do?"

Jiang Muxia patted her hands calmly and said with a smile: "It's okay, Patriarch Xu has helped us before, he is not a bad person."

She looked at the sky and saw that it was almost noon, and said, "Go to the kitchen and help Brother Ji Yi. Dad and the others will be here for lunch later."

Jiang Mutao said "Oh" and went to the kitchen. She looked at her sister worriedly. Only after Jiang Muxia gave her a firm and reassuring look did she leave with peace of mind.

It was not a bad thing for Xu Da to move in. The personnel at the ferry were complicated and there was no one to support her. In this mixed place, it would be difficult for her, a girl, to gain a foothold even if she had great abilities.

Xu Da had run the tavern here for many years without any trouble, and she didn't believe that there was someone behind him.

For her, Xu Da is now her backer.

Not long after Fuzi put down his bedding and went to the kitchen, Xu Da walked into the shop with steady steps.

The first sentence he said made Jiang Muxia's jaw almost drop to the ground in shock.