I opened a restaurant in ancient times

With an unstoppable smile on Apa Jiang's face, he beckoned Zhao Heng to drink a bowl of water in the yard: "Sit down and talk slowly, it won't be a while."

I only paid the deposit before, and I should pay the balance today.When he went out, he took silver money, wrapped it in cloth and put it in his sleeve.

Zhao Heng took out the cloth bag, which contained copper coins he had counted at home, a total of 350 Wen.

When paying the deposit, he only gave fifty cash, and this time he brought a little more, thinking that if it was not enough, he would make up for it, and there was no need to make grudges with others over a few pennies.

"Uncle Jiang, do you think it's okay to pay three hundred cash?" Zhao Heng weighed in and opened his mouth. The three hundred cash plus the previous deposit of fifty cash should be acceptable.

Father Jiang frowned, and said, "Three hundred Wen is too much, so I don't need so much. I haven't touched this job for several years, and my hand is born. If you can entrust this matter to me, it will be regarded as a help." Just pay two hundred cash for the manual work.”

Zhao Heng nodded. He didn't know the price of handicrafts in this ancient society, so he could only agree.

He silently wrote down in his heart that he accepted the other party's love, and if the Jiang family needed help in the future, he could do his best to help.

He counted out two hundred copper coins from the cloth bag and handed them to Father Jiang.Father Jiang took it with a smile, and put it on the table beside him. He pointed to the cold water in front of Zhao Heng, and motioned him to take a few sips to quench his thirst.

The weather in summer was so hot that Zhao Heng felt that there was not even a little wind blowing around him, and he could only hear the noisy chirping of cicadas in his ears.

After talking for such a long time, he was indeed a little thirsty. After talking about things with Father Jiang, Zhao Heng picked up the bowl at hand and drank it clean.

Father Jiang is not young anymore, so he couldn't stand the scorching heat that even a young man like Zhao Heng couldn't stand, so he picked up the sea bowl in his hand and drank it clean.

The two put down the bowls in their hands after drinking. It happened that it was almost noon at this time. Jiang Yuan and Jiang Aunt had finished cooking in the kitchen and were carrying them to the main room when bursts of fragrance came from the kitchen.

Zhao Heng's stomach grunted, and he quickly covered his stomach, for fear that the Jiang family couple and Jiang Yuan would hear the sound.

Father Jiang was the closest to him, and he didn't say anything when he heard the sound, but only smiled and asked him to have lunch here at noon today.

Dad Jiang suddenly felt that this mature-looking young man was actually the same age as his brother Yuan, and when he thought about Liyang City, his heart softened even more.

"Let's have dinner at my house at noon today. Brother Yuan and the others also made yours..." Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yuan came over and asked the two of them to eat in the main room.

"Father, brother Zhao, mother has prepared the meal." Jiang Yuan hesitated for a while, but decided to be a little more polite to the guests in front of father.

This call made Zhao Heng's brain dull. Jiang Yuan had never called him that way before, and he looked at Jiang Yuan in surprise.

He knew that Jiang Yuan was a very strong person. Although he was one year older than Jiang Yuan, Jiang Yuan had never called him brother. In this era, this title reminded him of his life in modern times.

In his small restaurant, all the part-time chefs in the back kitchen called him that. Ever since he passed through this dynasty and became another person, he had never heard this name again. Now he was suddenly awakened by this sound. Memories of the past.

Zhao Heng shook his head secretly in his heart, temporarily suppressing all the past life in his heart, and stopped thinking about things that are far away from the present.

He happened to raise his head and saw Jiang Yuan standing beside Father Jiang, the sunlight fell through the shade of the trees, making his whole body glow like a shimmering light, making it hard to move your eyes away.

Zhao Heng originally wanted to refuse, but for some reason, he suddenly couldn't say anything to refuse, so he got up silently and followed Jiang Yuan and Jiang Adie to the main room.

Before leaving, Father Jiang even came out to see him off, and a few people stood at the door, Father Jiang said: "In the future, if there is any minor problem with the cart, just come and fix it, no money will be charged."

Zhao Heng has no parents, and a simple and enthusiastic person like Father Jiang is exactly the father he fantasized about when he was young.Father Jiang is about 40 to [-] years old, and his stature is not high. His back was slightly bent due to years of hard work when he was young.

When he smiled, there were shallow wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, a middle-aged man who looked very gentle.

When he came back to his senses, Zhao Heng nodded with a smile in his eyes, and said, "Okay, Uncle Jiang, if there is anything in the future, I will trouble you!"

Hearing his answer, Apa Jiang grinned at the corner of his mouth, looked at the young man in front of him who looked like a bamboo, and said with a smile: "Just come! Anyway, I'm busy at home, so come and talk to me when you have nothing to do. Then there are still a few jars of good wine!"

"Okay!" Zhao Heng took Zhao Haha from Jiang Yuan, put it on the cart, and staggered back home.

Soon it was time to set up a stall in Beishi. Zhao Heng woke up early and started working in the kitchen before dawn.

The finger cakes and pocket cakes he made before are the main force of this stall. In addition to these, the peppers that he and Zhang Qiao bought in Beishi before also came in handy.

Zhao Heng made it into a not-so-spicy chili sauce. After all, most people here have never eaten chili. Eating too spicy is bad for the stomach at the beginning, so Zhao Heng didn't make it very spicy. hot.

Zhao Haha was playing on the side, and sneezed when he smelled the chili from a long distance away, so scared that Zhao Heng hurriedly moved it aside.

After loading the things on the cart, Zhao Heng was worried that Zhao Haha had a dog at home by himself, so he took it with him.They set foot on the road to Beishi in the early morning light.

He had been there a few times before, but the winding path still made him confused, so he had to walk all the way and ask.

Zhao Heng touched Zhao Haha, who was obediently waiting, and secretly rejoiced in his heart. Fortunately, the town of Shangbei City is not far from Dahe Village, otherwise he would not know when he would be able to reach the place.

After finally stopping at his booth, Zhao Heng took out a small saddle from under the cart, and sat on it to rest for a while. He was really tired from the early morning journey. Beads of sweat broke out.

Put Zhao Haha by his feet, and tie his feet to the corner of the cart with a soft cloth rope.Zhao Heng was afraid that he would not have the time to take care of it after opening, so he could only do this.

Before resting for too long, Zhao Heng opened the stall before the people who came to work in the town came, and prepared to attract the first customer with fragrance.

Soon someone approached and asked Zhao Heng, "What kind of cake is this?"

Zhao Heng kept moving his hands while answering him: "This is a pancake. I learned it from other places. It's the only one in Zhilan Town. Do you want to try it?"

The visitor was a little hesitant: "How much is it?" He would not spend a lot of money to buy an uneaten food, who knows if it is delicious or not.

Zhao Heng thought about it in his mind, the cost of a finger cake is about five yuan, plus his own manual costs, one is about eight or nine yuan, and it can be sold for ten yuan.

But this is the first customer. In order to attract more potential customers and make a name in the early stage, the first few customers must have a discount. Zhao Heng said with a smile: "You are the first one, and you will be charged eight cents each." .After ten guests will be worth ten coins, how about one?"