Respect the little husband [farming]

Facts have proved that there are other things to do in restaurants besides eating.

In front of Jingshui Building, there were few birds. A middle-aged man in a coarse cloth robe was leaning in front of the door, cracking melon seeds.

I saw him staring at the Zuixiao Restaurant across the way, and while Xiao Er was not paying attention, he stretched his neck to try to see what dishes were on those tables, and immediately retracted his gaze before Xiao Er looked over, and continued to drink Guazi pretends nothing happened.

His actions were sneaky, and his eyes were full of eagerness. His whole body was full of sourness, and he felt a sense of joy inexplicably watching.

Shen Wenxuan walked to the door with his hands behind his back, followed by Zhao Er, the man stared blankly at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him, realized that there was a guest, and immediately stepped back a few steps to the side and said: "Guest, guest officer, please come in. "

"Xiaoer, hurry up and serve tea!" The man, the owner of this restaurant, Luo Zhi, was a little excited. He hadn't seen any guests for a long time, but this time two came, and he took a rag to wipe it himself. The table and chairs near the window, please sit down for Shen Wenxuan and the others.

Xiao Er brought a pot of hot tea, Luo Zhi smiled and took two cups from the table and put them in front of them, lifted the pot and poured two cups carefully, and said: "Guest officer, this is the best tea. The tea that comes out is bitter and sweet, it can be described as endless aftertaste, you two try it?"

He was too enthusiastic, Shen Wenxuan took a sip politely, Zhao Er also drank it, and glanced at the overjoyed shop owner, no matter how he looked at it, there was something wrong.

Luo Zhi waited for them to finish drinking and put down their glasses, then hurriedly continued to drink, and asked, "Are the two guests staying at the top or staying at the hotel?"

Just as Shen Wenxuan was about to speak, Luo Zhi had already taken out a carefully written menu and placed it in front of them, saying:

"Guest officer, this is the main dish of my Jingshui Restaurant. All of them are unique. Like this ghost hair, it tastes sour and spicy. After one bite, I want to eat two more. It makes people want to stop, just like being caught by a ghost. It’s like entanglement. Look at this half-mountain demon fruit again, it’s sweet and sour, the key is that it tastes warm, like a banshee touching your stomach—”

Luo Zhi vividly performed the feeling of intoxication, Shen Wenxuan didn't show it on his face, but he was puzzled and moved back silently.

"And this, stone chicken, is not as crispy and chewy as ordinary chicken, but it tastes crunchy, suitable for children to grind their teeth—"

"stop."

Luo Zhi wanted to continue talking, but Shen Wenxuan raised his hand to interrupt him, nodded and said: "We have already understood enough, there is no need to continue talking."

Zhao Er turned his face away and rubbed the goosebumps on his arms. Looking at this restaurant, he suddenly felt terrified. The restaurant was still in the shade, and it was dark inside. No wonder there were no customers.

Luo Zhi took the pen and paper from the small second hand behind and asked with a smile, "Then what dish do you want to order?"

Shen Wenxuan choked for a few seconds, and said, "I'm not here to eat, but to talk to you, boss, about the restaurant."

The smile on Luo Zhi's face immediately faded, he straightened up and asked vigilantly, "What's the matter with my restaurant?"

"I intend to buy Jingshui Building." Shen Wenxuan said, glanced at the lobby, it was a little darker, but it was not old. There were three floors, the lobby on the first floor, the private rooms on the second floor, and the guest rooms on the third floor. The required layout is similar, the key is that many things have already been done here, and he can save a lot of time by using them directly.

The smile on the corner of Luo Zhi's mouth completely flattened, and he suddenly shouted with a sullen face: "Luo Fu, Luo Gui!"

"To!"

Shen Wenxuan was stunned, and two people, one tall, one short, one fat and one thin, rushed out of the kitchen, holding two big brooms in their hands, with a somewhat ferocious aura.

Luo Zhi pointed at Shen Wenxuan and the two, gritted his teeth: "Call me!"

"Yes!"

Luo Fu and Luo Gui shouted together, raised their brooms and rushed over aggressively. Shen Wenxuan looked at the two of them and thought that this restaurant is really magical.

The result can be imagined.

Shen Wenxuan was sitting on the chair. The table in front of him had collapsed and was split in half from the middle. There were two broken brooms lying on the ground, while Luo Fu and Luo Gui were kneeling with a panda eye on their faces. He apologized on the ground.

Standing next to Boss Luo, Zhao Er raised his arms to show off his biceps. Boss Luo was very knowledgeable about current affairs, and immediately knelt down next to his two nephews, without ambiguity at all.

Zhao Er stood back beside Shen Wenxuan with his hands behind his back. Since the day he was re-drawn into the guard by Ge Wucheng, he has been exercising every day without interruption, and the effect is remarkable.

Shen Wenxuan: "Boss Luo, can't you have a good talk with me? Why do you have to do something?"

Luo Zhi poked his neck with a look of grievance and unyielding: "Anyway, I won't sell the restaurant, even if you kill my two nephews."

Luo Fu and Luo Gui silently turned their heads to look at him.

Shen Wenxuan glanced at the lobby and was very puzzled: "Looking at the operating conditions of your restaurant, you must be losing money every day, so that there is only you, your two nephews, and a mistress left in this restaurant, and there is no one else. At this point, why not sell it to someone else? If this continues, even if you don’t sell it, you will have to close the door.”

Luo Zhi: "Anyway, it's not for sale. I've seen a lot of people like you. Even people from the dental clinics in the city ran to my place until their feet were rotten. I didn't let go. No matter how much you say, it's useless."

"Before there was Zui Xiao Lou opposite our restaurant, our business was always good. It was only after the opening of Zui Xiao Lou that our business became like this." Luo Gui, who was short and thin, said in a low voice.

"But this restaurant was run by my uncle, and he treats it like his own child. How can we be willing to sell it? Even if we sell it, we don't know what else to do?"

Luo Zhi sighed slightly, a little sad, but still stubborn.

Shen Wenxuan looked at them and thought for a while, and said: "After I buy the restaurant, you can continue to work in the restaurant. It just so happens that you have been here for a long time, and you must be more handy than the people I recruited again."

Luo Zhi: "You, what do you mean?"

Shen Wenxuan: "Continue to waste, this restaurant has no other way out except to close the door, if you really treat it as a child, do you have the heart to see it fall to this point?"

"I only have one request. This restaurant will be changed into a hotpot business. As for what is hotpot, you will know after you agree to my request. And within a month, the prosperity here will definitely overwhelm the Zuixiaolou on the opposite side, Luo What does the boss think?"

Hearing this, Luo Zhi rubbed his fingers and was tangled in his heart. The people who came to him before were all interested in his land and wanted to change to other businesses. After all, the opposite is already Zuixiao Restaurant, and it is not wise to start a restaurant again. This is why he has always disagreed. .

All he wanted was that they could continue to live here, and that the restaurant could continue to operate. He had nothing else to ask for. It would be even better if the business could overwhelm the other side.

But... the words of strangers cannot be trusted.

"I also have a request," Luo Zhi said while sitting upright, "You can spend less money, but the restaurant is open [-]-[-]. I must be the manager here, and one of my two nephews must be the chef."

This person is quite smart, Shen Wenxuan thought, and refused: "The manager and the chef are all fine, but I want all the restaurants, and I can give you two or three hundred percent of the profits. If you still don't agree, this matter is out of the question. "

"Don't, don't, don't," Luo Zhi laughed a few times, with a taste of treachery, "The things we talked about must be written into the contract. If you violate the regulations, you have to return this restaurant to me."

Shen Wenxuan raised his eyebrows, and ordered Xiao Er to bring a pen and paper, and write down the contract. Luo Zhi read it carefully and signed it, and Shen Wenxuan gave him 400 taels, and the monthly payment and dividends would be calculated separately.

Boss Luo handed over the title deed and house deed of Jingshui Building.

"Which of you two will be the chef?" Shen Wenxuan looked at the two people who were still kneeling and asked.

"Me!" Luo Fu took the lead, stood up abruptly, flicked the apron around his waist, with an aura of fighting for the front, Luo Gui lowered his head and stayed on the ground without moving.

Shen Wenxuan glanced at the two of them, and said, "You guys make a few dishes first, and I'll try them."

"Go, go, just make these signs." Boss Luo blasted them into the kitchen, wiped the other table with a smile, asked Shen Wenxuan to sit down again, and ran to the counter to dig out a few bottles liquor.

"This is the fruit wine made by our restaurant, try it?" Luo Zhi said while pouring a bowl for Shen Wenxuan, and poured a bowl for Zhao Er by the way.

Shen Wenxuan picked it up and sniffed it close to the tip of his nose. There was a faint fruity aroma in the wine, and he took a tentative sip. The taste was sweet and the alcohol was not strong, and there was a warm feeling in his stomach after drinking it.

Ajiao should like it, he thought, and commented: "Not bad."

Boss Luo: "That's right, this is a craftsmanship handed down from our Luo family, and the restaurant was built on it back then."

Shen Wenxuan nodded, and waited for a while. In the kitchen, Luo Fu and Luo Gui prepared their special dishes and placed them neatly in front of Shen Wenxuan.

Luo Fu did two tricks, Luo Gui did one. Luo Zhi stood aside and pointed at the messy mess, looking at the strange substance that looked like a bunch of hair, and said, "This is ghost silk hair."

The middle of half a pear is hollowed out, and inside is an unknown red liquid, somewhat viscous - "Half Mountain Demon Fruit."

Another dish made by Luo Gui, a very ordinary chicken, even a little bare on the plate - "Stone Chicken."

Shen Wenxuan held up his chopsticks and looked at the three dishes in front of him. He didn't want to eat any of them, but facing the eyes of the Luo family, Shen Wenxuan took a deep breath and reluctantly chose the slightly normal-looking stone chicken. , the result...it can't be poked, is this really made of stone?

"You, if you push harder, it will move." Luo Gui said, feeling a little guilty.

Luo Fu stood beside him and laughed: "The real stone chicken is not like this at all, but its skeleton is removed first, its tendons are loosened, and then it is cut into small slices and served. It is crispy in the mouth—— "

"Stop," Shen Wenxuan interrupted him, "Why do you know so much?"

Luo Fu was full of pride: "Because these are all recipes I came up with."

"Okay," Shen Wenxuan pointed to Luo Gui and said, "You are the chef, how about your knife skills?"

Luo Gui looked in disbelief, glanced at Luo Fu, and stumbled and said: "I, I am very good at knife skills. I cut this hair for him. The thickness is even and moderate—"

"What kind of hair?! It's ghost hair." Luo Fu's face was full of anger, his fat face puffed up, and he felt like he was about to cry, "Why is he the chef?"

Shen Wenxuan: "Because no guest will accept such a recipe from the underworld."

"What, what hell recipes? How can you call them hell recipes, they are obviously delicious, but you haven't even tasted them, no, you can't choose whatever you want, it won't convince the public." Luo Fu stared hard at the neck He, the devil knows how he is so round to show that he still has a neck.

"Zhao Er." Shen Wenxuan said.

Zhao Er: "Hey."

"Try it."

Zhao Er: "...huh?"

Shen Wenxuan looked at him and nodded, Zhao Er felt a little cramping in his stomach for a moment, and said, "This, this is not very good, is it?"

"Do you need him to feed you?" Shen Wenxuan pointed his chin at Luo Fu who was really about to cry.

"No, no need," Zhao Er took a deep breath, bent down and picked up chopsticks with trembling hands, picked up a few hairs and stuffed them into his mouth with a face of refusal.

Ok?

Pain masks gradually become confused, surprised, amazed.

Zhao Er picked up his chopsticks and ate the whole plate of ghost hair into his mouth. He consciously picked up the spoon and took a sip of the half-mountain monster fruit, then picked it up and drank the whole thing, and started to eat pears. He nodded and gave a thumbs up.

Yes, yes, Modo, Modo.

Luo Fu wiped his nose angrily, with a proud expression on his face.

Shen Wenxuan: "Since the cooking skills are so good, why don't you cook some ordinary dishes? There are so many bells and whistles."

"What kind of fancy stuff, this is my high attainment," Luo Fu turned his head with a look of disdain, "Then I don't cook any dishes that anyone knows, it's tacky."

Boss Luo laughed at the side: "My nephew is quite headstrong——"

"You are not ashamed to say that the dishes in the world are vulgar before you have finished learning them." Shen Wenxuan wrote down the recipe of hot pot.

"Is there any other dish that I don't know? I know all kinds of southern dishes, northern dishes, and Beijing dishes... What is this?" Luo Fu picked up a piece of paper that Shen Wenxuan pushed over, with a confused expression on his face.

Shen Wenxuan was still writing, and wrote down the hot pot recipes he knew, such as butter pot, clear oil pot, mushroom pot, hoof flower pot, pork belly chicken pot, etc. He only wrote seven or eight kinds, and pushed them to Luo Fu Then said:

"Make all these pots, and I'll check one after another. If you do well, I can make an exception and promote you to be the chef. As for Luo Gui, practice your knife skills well, and I'll check with you when the time comes."

"Boss Luo, open a new ledger to record income and expenditure from today."

Luo Zhi nodded yes, Shen Wenxuan picked up the unopened bottles of fruit wine on the table, got up and walked to the door, then turned around when he thought of something, "Change the name of the underworld on the menu, ordinary people can't accept it."

It was getting late, and Shen Wenxuan stepped into the opposite Zuixiaolou to order something to take home for lunch. Ajiao liked the taste of this dish very much, and would eat more every time, especially the rabbit milk cake here.

"Look at him, why doesn't he order food in his own restaurant?" Luo Fu tugged at his uncle's sleeve, looking like a let down little daughter-in-law.

Boss Luo comforted him: "This is spying on the enemy's situation, and I'm not talking about you. Next time you cook the dishes better, he won't despise you."

Luo Fu made a sound, and Luo Gui pulled out a knife and said, "Brother, next time you cook, if you have something to cut, feel free to leave it to me."

Boss Luo took out the banknotes and counted them, looked up at the restaurant and said with emotion: "Our Jingshui Restaurant can finally be tidied up, and it will definitely be no worse than the one opposite from the inside to the outside, hahahahahahahaha."

Zhao Er followed behind with two big food boxes, and asked inexplicably, "Why do you want to open the hot pot opposite Zuixiaolou? Zuixiaolou is grabbing more business."

"It's us who rob it of its business, not it robs us. Only by threatening its status can it be shaken?" Shen Wenxuan said. He has limited energy left in the hot pot business, so he must bind powerful people to help him complete the expansion .

Leaving a food box for Zhao Er and old man Wen to eat together, Shen Wenxuan carried another food box into Hanxuan Courtyard. As for the food for the twenty or so of them, there were a few chefs newly selected by the mansion. Mom solves it.

As soon as Shen Wenxuan entered the room, Shen Wenxuan smelled an ethereal fragrance. Jiao Shihan sat at the table, tied up his hair for a rare occasion, and was wearing a black robe just made by Xiwei Pavilion. of tranquility.

Shen Wenxuan walked lightly, and looked at it for a while. There were several kinds of spices on his table, as well as steam ovens, incense clips, smoked balls, sachets, etc. It seemed that he was making incense.

"It turns out that Ajiao knows this skill." He started.

Jiao Shihan was filling the sachet, but his eyes lit up when he heard his voice: "You are finally back, I haven't seen your shadow all morning."

She went to the front yard without even having breakfast, Jiao Shihan looked at him and couldn't help complaining.

"You miss me?" Shen Wenxuan walked over to put down the food box and wine bottle, and hugged him on his lap, "If you want to say something, I will accompany you all afternoon."

In broad daylight, Jiao Shihan adjusted her sitting position on his lap a little awkwardly for a while, pursed her lips and did not speak, but nodded slightly, and looked at Shen Wenxuan expectantly.

I mean you should understand, right?

Shen Wenxuan raised his eyebrows and bit his nose: "Why are you so shy?"

"I don't have any," Jiao Shihan changed the subject, picked up the sachet she had made and approached his nose and asked, "Does it smell good?"

He had learned the art of making incense for half a year. Those young men and young ladies all liked to fight incense. If he didn't learn it, he would fall behind. However, he didn't learn it for a long time, so he just didn't know how to make incense.

"It smells good, but...it's almost meaningless." Shen Wenxuan commented, and turned his gaze to his neck, where it was white and tender, and a little force would leave marks.

"Well," Jiao Shihan nodded, and took a sniff, "It's indeed much worse than what Baixiangge did."

"That's not what I meant," Shen Wenxuan approached his neck and said softly, "Don't you know that you are very fragrant?"

Very sweet, very soft, inadvertently seductive.

The back of the neck was suddenly wet, Jiao Shihan shuddered, Shen Wenxuan hugged his waist tightly to keep him from moving, opened his teeth and bit his back collar and tore his clothes a little.

The heartbeat gradually accelerated, Jiao Shihan squeezed the sachet in his hand tightly and did not make a sound, his toes curled slightly.

Shen Wenxuan bit his ear, where it was red, and even his cheeks were cute no matter what, his hand went inside the loose collar, and slowly stroked along his back.

Jiao Shihan's breathing was a little urgent, and she grabbed his clothes tightly, wanting to refuse, but she never did.

Desire gradually overflows the cage.

Shen Wenxuan stopped at the right time, took a deep breath, withdrew his hand without continuing, and straightened his clothes with lowered eyes.

Jiao Shihan opened his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were moist, his cheeks were as bright red as someone who just woke up from a warm nest.

Shen Wenxuan noticed his gaze, grabbed his cheeks and pinched them, and said restrainedly: "Let's eat."

There are still one year, ten months and eighteen days left, and every minute and every second is really tormented.

Shen Wenxuan opened the food box, arranged the meals one by one, handed him a pair of chopsticks, and said, "Eat more and you will become a big baby."

Jiao Shihan got off his lap while he wasn't paying attention, and sat down on the stool next to him in an orderly manner.

□□, being hugged to eat, how decent, and easy to stain clothes.

But being called "baby", happy.

Shen Wenxuan picked up the chopsticks and precisely pinched the rabbit milk cake to his mouth, and said in a sour tone: "My treatment is not as good as the dog leftovers. You eat with the dog leftovers."

Jiao Shihan bit off the rabbit's head with one bite, and pushed his chopsticks back to his mouth with a smile, the tips of his ears were a little red.

Shen Wenxuan couldn't help laughing, but reluctantly ate the rest.

"What is this?" Jiao Shihan asked, uncorked the bottle and took a sniff, "Wine?"

"Fruit wine." Shen Wenxuan picked it up, poured a good glass and handed it to him. Jiao Shihan held the glass with both hands and drank it bit by bit, the tip of his tongue was a little numb and sweet: "This is delicious, is it from Zui Xiao Lou?"

"No, it was given by the other party when we were discussing business." Shen Wenxuan put food on the plate in front of him and said, "Eat quickly."

Jiao Shihan nodded, poured another glass of fruit wine and sipped it.

Shen Wenxuan didn't stop him, this kind of wine has a very low alcohol content, so he won't get drunk, but in the next second, Ajiao fell down on the table with a "smack" and couldn't get up.

Shen Wenxuan: "..."

"Ajiao?" Shen Wenxuan hugged him and shook him. He didn't get any response, and fell asleep for a second, and he fell into a deep sleep. He couldn't help picking up the wine bottle and took a sip himself. He was sure and definitely it was the fruit wine he had tasted.

Funny and helpless, Shen Wenxuan could only hug him to the bed for a nap.

It was uncomfortable to sleep in an outer shirt, so Shen Wenxuan skillfully changed him into an outer shirt and covered him with a quilt.

Ajiao's sleeping position with eyes closed and palms curled up is like a cat.

Shen Wenxuan looked down for a while, and couldn't help being tempted to lie down beside him, hugging him together with the quilt, as if he hadn't taken a nap with him for a long time, guilt and distress were entwined in his heart, Shen Wenxuan gently Kissed his temples.

"elder brother."

Shen Wenxuan paused, got up and looked at him, Jiao Shihan half-opened his eyes, dazed, his cheeks were a little red.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Shen Wenxuan touched his cheek and asked worriedly, "Wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen to serve a bowl of hangover soup."

"I lied to you about many things." Jiao Shihan said to himself, just as Shen Wenxuan wanted to stay, he sat back after hearing this.

"A lot, a lot, I'm such a liar." Jiao Shihan puffed up, as if very annoyed.

Shen Wenxuan stroked his hair, and asked softly, "What are you hiding from me?"

"What happened to Brother Wen, what happened in the past... There are many, many things." Jiao Shihan raised his hand to count, but just as he lifted it up, it fell back softly. He had no strength, so he could only turn his face Rubbed Shen Wenxuan's palm.

Shen Wenxuan wanted to ask him about the past, but he couldn't decide what he wanted to hear from him soberly. After hesitating for a while, he only asked, "Ah Jiao...was there anyone he liked before?"

"A person you like?" Jiao Shihan thought for a while, then searched dully in her little brain: "No, I only like Axuan."

Shen Wenxuan laughed, leaned over and kissed his forehead, and said, "I didn't either. I was alone in my previous life."

"Past life?" Jiao Shihan was so sleepy that she wanted to close her eyes, but she raised her eyelids a little after hearing the words: "Didn't there be Ajiao in the previous life?"

Shen Wenxuan paused for a while, then said, "No, that's why I came to see you."

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