have a husband like this

After the government exam, life is back on track.

And the restaurant is half completed.

But Fang Chengshi is not following this progress.

The days slipped away day by day, and it was the end of April in a blink of an eye.

The results of the government examination came out. A total of 18 people participated in Wenyuan Pavilion, and 14 people were selected.

That's a pretty good score.

After receiving this news, Fang Chengshi did not have much emotional fluctuations.

Zuo Ye deserves to be rewarded for his hard work.

He patted the boy's thin shoulder and smiled at him.

it is more than words.

May is here, and the restaurant is two-thirds complete.

Then they have to draw up the menu and recruit staff.

Xu Dian said, "What are your plans regarding the menu?"

Fang Chengshi asked: "According to what I think?"

Xu Dian said, "Are you asking me?"

Fang Chengshi groaned: "There are a lot of dishes, I will write to you later, but now I am short of materials."

Xu Dian raised his eyebrows: "What kind?"

Fang Chengshi listed a few, and described them in detail, and finally said: "You have a wide network, let people pay attention to it, it is best to have seeds, we will plant them ourselves."

In fact, most spices can be found in traditional Chinese medicine.

It's just that there are a few flavors that are more troublesome.

But even chili and Sichuan pepper can be met by him, so these shouldn't be a problem.

Xu Dian hummed, and said, "Leave the hiring matter to me, and you'll do it when you get back."

What the division of labor needs is efficiency.

So Fang Chengshi was very satisfied with cooperating with Xu Dian.

He said, "Second Young Master, I still have a plan, but I'll wait until the restaurant opens."

Xu Dian motioned him to talk first.

Fang Chengshi said: "I plan to enclose the land for self-production. In winter, vegetables are in great demand. Let alone whether others want them, we all lack them."

Xu Dian was surprised: "Can you grow vegetables in winter?"

Fang Chengshi groaned: "It should be fine."

The benefits of greenhouse planting are well known to everyone in modern times, but in this era, it is not known whether the success can be replicated.

Xu Dian's eyes lit up: "Cheng Shi, how many surprises do you have, you might as well tell them all at once."

Fang Chengshi smiled: "It's not worth mentioning that there is an ax in the class."

Xu Dian smiled and said, "Now we are in the same boat, you have to hold on."

"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed."

Xu Dian said, "Have you not been home for several days?"

Fang Chengshi thought for a while, it seemed that it had really been four or five days.

As soon as May entered, he arrived in the county.

Mainly because there is nothing to worry about at home.

Zuo Ye and Fang Chengzu still go to school in Wenyuan Pavilion.

The smell of fragrance and the one-pot end have already been fixed, and everything is going well.

The biggest problem now is the restaurant.

Fang Chengshi said: "I'll go back in the afternoon. I haven't seen the two children for several days. I really miss them."

Xu Dian said: "Whenever you are free, take Xiaoye and the others to the county to play for a few days."

Fang Chengshi thought too.

But in this day and age, apart from busy farming and the Spring Festival, there are basically no holidays.

Fang Chengshi didn't dare to agree: "Let's have a look again."

At noon, he had a meal, rested for a while, and then rode back.

In the past two or three months, he kept running back and forth between Qingyun Town and the county seat, and it was inconvenient to take a carriage every time, so Fang Chengshi bought a horse.

He has ridden horses. He used to take a day or two out of every month to go to the racecourse, and he also raised a pony there.

Although in the Yuming Dynasty, he hadn't touched a horse for two years, but in the end it was something imprinted in his bones, at most it was hand-made, but he would never forget it.

Riding a horse is much faster than riding a carriage.

It took less than half an hour to enter Qingyun Town.

Zuo Ye and Fang Chengzu hadn't finished class when he got home.

Chen Shi saw him come back with a smile on his face.

"Master." Chen Shi took the reins from him.

Fang Chengshi asked: "How are you at home these few days?"

Chen Shi said, "My boss, don't worry, everything is fine."

Fang Chengshi said with a smile: "With Uncle Fu and you, nothing will happen."

He showed his confidence in them when he said this.

Chen Shi was naturally happy when he heard that, he said: "You are back, the two young masters have been talking about it for several days."

Fang Chengshi said naturally: "These days are busy."

Chen Shi said: "The two young masters just miss you."

Fang Chengshi said honestly, "I miss them too."

It is obvious to all that he loves the child, so Chen Shi naturally did not doubt his words.

When Fang Chengshi walked into the house, he smelled a familiar smell.

Aroma of chilli.

Fang Chengshi walked all the way and saw a lot of sunshine in the yard.

He was doing these things before, and this year there are many things, so Uncle Fu assigned this to several nursing homes in the family.

Usually they have nothing to do, and it is not a problem to go up and down the mountain.

He also has a kung fu foundation and works quickly.

Fang Chengshi's attitude towards chili and Chinese prickly ash is as much as he wants.

The people in the family naturally knew it, so they picked up the stored grain on the nearby hills without the order of Fang Chengshi.

There are also some bamboo shoots and shiitake mushrooms drying in the yard.

When Uncle Fu knew he was coming back, he personally made a pot of tea and brought it to his room.

Uncle Fu knocked on the door and called, "Master."

Fang Chengshi let him in.

Uncle Fu pushed the door open and entered.

Fang Chengshi glanced at this kind middle-aged man, and tied up his sleeves with loops: "Uncle Fu, sit down, I have something to tell you."

Uncle Fu knelt down and sat down: "What's the matter with the master?"

He is tying the knot: "Uncle Fu, do you think we can hide the fact that we are drying peppers at home?"

Uncle Fu thought for a while and said, "I can't hide it."

Fang Chengshi tied it up, and with the sleeves rolled up, it is convenient to do anything: "It will be a matter of time, in your opinion, how can we keep it a secret for longer?"

Uncle Fu is not stupid, it is not a day or two to dry peppers. Fang Chengshi only raised this question now, which means that the day of being "discovered" is not far away.

Uncle Fu said: "The owner is worried about the opening of the restaurant, so we can't hide it anymore?"

Fang Chengshi nodded while pouring tea: "Actually, it's beyond my expectation to be able to hide it for so long. I also thought about shoveling all the peppers around here after the land is enclosed, but it's too time-consuming, and the surrounding mountains and forests There are many, I will not be the only one who knows the goods."

Uncle Fu said: "In my opinion, it's better for the owner to let nature take its course. You rely on your craftsmanship to open a restaurant, so you really don't have to worry so much."

Fang Chengshi understands the truth, but this thing, how should I put it, once he holds it in his hand for a long time, he doesn't want to be known by others.

Uncle Fu's words were true, and the weirdness in Fang Chengshi's heart disappeared instantly.

He took a sip of tea and said, "I see, you tell them to move around more, and it's best to get another batch of chili peppers before the restaurant opens."

Uncle Fu nodded in response.

After four o'clock, the two children came back from school. When they heard that Fang Chengshi was back, Fang Chengzu jumped up and ran to the backyard.

Zuo Ye was much calmer.

He was originally a restrained person, and now he will grow up to be 14 years old, so he really can't be "surprised" like Fang Chengzu.

He has officially entered puberty and will pay attention to his image in front of outsiders.

Especially facing Fang Chengshi.

So even if he didn't jump up, his steps were fast.

He did not lose the wind in front of the running Fang Chengzu.

Fang Chengshi is thinking about the name of the menu in the bookstore.

There are eight major cuisines in his home country and countless snacks. Even if he writes here for a day and a night, it is just the tip of the iceberg.

The rice paper on the desk is black and white, but the font seems to have a soul and is about to fly out of the paper.

After two years, he was finally able to recognize all of Yu Mingchao's characters, but he still couldn't calm down to practice calligraphy.

Fang Chengshi was poking his scalp with a brush, and before he could scratch his head, the door was pushed open with a bang.

The two wooden doors shook and shook.

Fang Chengzu shouted: "Brother."

The sound is as loud as it is in the ear.

Fang Chengshi looked up: "What are you calling?"

Fang Chengzu approached quickly: "You are really cruel."

The author has something to say: Let’s make it longer tomorrow, these two days are too busy.