Village Flowers and Female Scholars

Xie Yan still underestimated the popularity of the business on the first day, maybe it was nearly a month of hype, or because of the weather, just a few days after the Chinese New Year, some places are still snowing, who would not want to eat a portion early in the morning The hot noodle soup, and such a good thing, such as eating one and getting one free, attracted passers-by to line up at the door.

After all, it was the first time for Cao E and Gao Shi to get started, and their proficiency was relatively average. When they saw a team lined up at the door, Xie Yan stopped watching and went directly to the back kitchen to help make flour.

Many people also find that fried dough sticks are delicious and filling when eaten with rice noodles. No one is rich these days. Is there any shop that is willing to use oil to fry fried dough sticks? It is quite expensive for the farmers in the village, but seeing the satisfied and full of praises of the diners who just finished eating, they can't help but want to move around.

And this day is the market again, and the villagers go to the market only after a long time, in order to go to the town to eat a bowl of full-flavored noodles and other foods, and bite their teeth and buy a bowl to try something new.

Xie Yan joined the back kitchen, and the pressure in the whole kitchen dropped sharply.

The fritters were quickly sold out. Mrs. Hua was cleaning the bowl and cleaning the table while frying the fritters. She was so busy that she heard the diners outside shouting to clear the table and burnt two fritters in a row.

At this time, someone came by her side, took the tongs in her hand and said: "Ma'am, I'll take care of this frying pan, you go and put away the bowl."

Aunt Hua looked up and saw that she was actually a female scholar from the village. She was surprised. Although she knew that she had a good relationship with Xie Jinniang, she was a scholar. It was said that this person could not even make a fire.

Just when she was hesitating, the people outside urged her again, and Aunt Hua couldn't care about anything else, so she had to go out to clear the table first.

The kitchen was busy for a while, and there were diners outside ordering fried dough sticks. Xie Yan just wanted to say that there were no fried dough sticks for the time being. At this moment, someone handed over a bamboo basket containing a dozen fried dough sticks, which were still steaming and smelling crispy. .

Xie Yan turned her head in surprise, and met Zhuang Wan's bright eyes.

She opened her mouth to say something, but it was the peak time of the meal, so she was not allowed to say more, and continued to fight after taking the basket.

After about an hour or so, the number of people gradually decreased, and the kitchen no longer needed so many people. Xie Yan came out of the kitchen and saw Zhuang Wan sitting by the frying pan frying fried dough sticks one by one.

She couldn't help laughing and said: "A dignified scholar, a scholar, actually ran to the back door of the restaurant to fry fried dough sticks. No one would believe it when he said it."

Zhuang Wan flipped through the deep-fried dough sticks and said indifferently: "Scholars also want to eat and sleep, they just fried deep-fried dough sticks, so there's nothing to make a fuss about."

It was just a joke, Xie Yan talked nonsense with her, took a bite of one of the fritters she had fried, it was crispy and delicious, and couldn't help giving her a thumbs up.

Before the opening, Xie Yan specially found a time to train everyone on the steps of making deep-fried dough sticks. Zhuang Wan was pulled over by her at the time and watched from the side. As long as you want to do something, you can learn everything quickly. Whoever said that this scholar is not diligent and does not distinguish between five grains is really a rumor.

When a deep-fried dough stick was about to be eaten, Xie Yan remembered that Zhuang Wan had been standing outside the shop talking to Cai Chu when she came in the morning, and she didn't come in to eat noodles.

"Are you going to eat?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I remembered the last time we went to the town together, and the situation where this person didn't want to eat buns in front of the street, I thought it was useless to ask.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Wan said, "Give me the remaining verse."

Xie Yan froze for a moment.

"I don't have time." Zhuang Wan added.

Xie Yan looked at her hand covered in flour, and then at the short piece of fritters left in her hand, it was for feeding her!

She coughed lightly and said uncomfortably, "I'll get you another one."

"You can't finish one stick, just that one, I'll just taste it." Zhuang Wan looked nonchalant.

Xie Yan bit her lips lightly, and her heart moved slightly. At home, the fried egg that Zhuang Wan took a bite of was at home. Didn't she have a cheek to hold it over?

She was hesitating, but when she saw the other party's vague eyes glance over, as if she was waiting, her head suddenly became hot, and she raised her hand to put the remaining part into her mouth.

Looking at the woman's slightly pink lips, biting off the other end of the food, Xie Yan couldn't help but feel her throat tighten.

Immediately, he lowered his head, only to feel his heart throbbing. Compared with the fried eggs last time, the impact this time was stronger. It was a feeling of being gently invaded in the private domain. There is a slight throbbing.

Waiting for Zhuang Wan to swallow the first mouthful, Xie Yan reluctantly put the last remaining piece into her mouth, without even her noticing, his twinkling eyes kept wandering from those red lips to the throat In that area, I dare not look directly at it and I am stubborn and reluctant to leave.

I don't know if it was illuminated by the fire or heated by the hot oil in the frying pan, Zhuang Wan's originally fair complexion was also stained with a little blush at this moment, it was a little more charming than the previous coldness, Xie Yan felt that she Unable to watch any longer, she hurriedly stood up and said, "I'll go to the front to see if Mrs. Hua has finished her work."

Zhuang Wan didn't respond, until Xie Yan's figure disappeared by the door, then she raised her head to look at her figure that disappeared behind the door.

The trend of diners coming into the restaurant is generally for breakfast, lunch at noon, and scattered tourists at other times, but the difference is not very obvious, after all, the location of the restaurant is on the side of the road.

There are always some people when people come and go.

The sixty catties of rice milk were finally sold out at two or three o'clock. This speed was a bit beyond Xie Yan's expectation, but she was also happy to close the stall earlier and let everyone go back to rest. After all, the operation was not so proficient on the first day. I was tired even after working for a long time, so I will continue to work tomorrow after going back to repair.

Gao Shi and Aunt Hua felt a little embarrassed when they saw that the stall was closed so early. After all, the wages were calculated on the basis of a whole day, so they hurriedly asked Xie Yan if he wanted to go to her house to help grind the rice milk.

Xie Yan smiled and refused: "The rice milk is also made by Dahei, I'll just take a look, everyone go back to rest after cleaning, you'll be busy tomorrow."

Mrs. Gao and Cao E do the cleaning of the kitchen, Mrs. Hua does the outside work, and they wash the dishes together after they are done.

There were no disinfection cabinets in ancient times, and the bowls were naturally reused. Xie Yan bought hundreds of bowls for spare use, and told Mrs. Hua to use a large pot to boil hot water after washing the dishes, scald them, pick them up and dry them the next day spare.

Back home, Xie Yan poured today's harvest into a bamboo basket, a big basket was full, worn one hundred by one, about four strings of money.

Cao E said nervously, "Jin'er, earlier we estimated that we could sell five pens a day, isn't that too low?"

"Mom, you forgot, we're buying one and getting one free today, and it's actually half more."

Now it was Cao E's turn to be surprised that he could earn so much money in just half a day.

"But mother, we are holding an event today. Everyone sees that you can eat an extra bowl for five cents, and more people will come. If you don't give away more tomorrow, the number of people will be less. There will be a wave of less the day after tomorrow. Wait for the three-day bonus after opening." In the next few days it will not be very stable, but as word of mouth spreads, it will gradually stabilize again."

"So it's like this, mother doesn't understand these things."

Xie Yan said again: "Today is our first day of opening. We don't have much experience, and some places are still in a hurry. Do it for a few more days and you will be familiar with it. I will follow in these few days."

Sure enough, as Xie Yan said, the diners on the second day were not as many as the first day, because there was no buy one get one free, but the sixty catties of rice milk can still be bought, and the money collected is more than 800 cash. The same goes for the third day.

After three days, the number of diners decreased, but it did not drop quickly. As word of mouth gradually increased, the daily sales volume of the restaurant began to stabilize. A day of 130 catties of rice milk was close to 650 bowls of noodles, plus fried dough sticks. Some of the other snacks were also sold, and the income was maintained at around [-] Wen, which was a little more than Xie Yan's expected [-] Wen a day.

With the opening of the restaurant, the days became more and more busy, and now it was the spring equinox, and the rice and wheat in the field had to be planted. Xie Yan and her mother took turns going back and forth between the restaurant and the field, very busy.

Because of being busy, Xie Yan and Zhuang Wan spent much less time together, but a recent incident made her feel that her heart was closer to that woman.

With the start of logging work in the nearby forest farm, there were an unusually large number of customers. Xie Yan followed him to help in the restaurant. Seeing that there was not much rice milk left before noon, watching his mother busy making flour in the back kitchen, Xie Yan After talking to Gao Shi, he led Dahei home to get rice milk.

There are a lot of guests in the morning, and they haven't stopped for a moment since they were busy in the morning. During this time, the work in the field is also hurrying up. I didn't sleep well last night. For the first time since the time travel, Xie Yan felt a little tired, but she still Bracing himself up, he rammed the two buckets of rice milk into the cart, and led the big black donkey to carry the rice milk towards the mouth of Ningxi.

At this time, it happened to be raining outside again. Before going out, Xie Yan just covered the rice milk with a rain cloth, but she casually put on a straw hat and went out, leading the donkey halfway, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and she looked wet She gritted her teeth and led Dahei to continue walking towards the entrance of Ningxi step by step.

Unexpectedly, as he was walking, Dahei's feet suddenly slipped, the cart behind him tilted, and a large bucket of rice milk on the cart fell off.

Xie Yan thought in his heart that it was terrible, and without even thinking about it, he turned sideways to grab the bucket of rice milk, but because his feet slipped, he fell to the side of the road while holding the big wooden bucket, and the sticky white rice milk spilled out of the bucket. Xie Yan was drenched all over.

This Xie Yan suddenly wanted to cry without tears, and regardless of his embarrassment, he quickly got up and fixed the wooden barrels. One of the barrels was more than half sprinkled. Fortunately, the other bucket was only sprinkled a little bit, but Dahei But he broke free from the rope and ran to nowhere.

It was still raining in the sky, Xie Yan looked at the cart on the ground and the white rice milk flowing all over the floor, for some reason, her thoughts drifted back to the past when she traveled back to the past, when she graduated from university, in order to take care of her grandma, she gave up her postgraduate studies I went back to my hometown to start a business without hesitation. When I first came back, I was poor and white, and there was only a piece of forest land behind my grandma’s house. In those years, a little girl’s family worked day and night from dawn to dusk. When I encountered fields I was not familiar with, I had to work hard. I checked the information with my scalp, and I don't know how many times I failed.

Thinking of the two fatal blows in starting a business, the first one was that tens of thousands of chickens were half dead and half buried due to bird flu, and all the investment was wasted. Later, we planted herbs and other crops on the mountain because of the mistakes of the farm next door. The cattle and sheep ran out and ruined all the plants in her forest. Xie Yan didn't know how many times she cried at that time, but after crying, she thought of her grandma, wiped her tears, gritted her teeth and continued working again.

Now suddenly encountered such a small episode, Dahei ran away without a pick, this suddenly broke Xie Yan's defense, watching the mess all over the ground, she squatted on the ground and cried uncontrollably.

It was raining at this time, and there were almost no people on the road. The straw hat had fallen somewhere, and the rainwater flowed down her hair and neck into her clothes. It was really pitiful.

Just when she was crying uncontrollably, she didn't know when an umbrella was added to her head, and someone was patting her on the shoulder.

Xie Yan raised her head, and saw a familiar face with tears in her eyes. The man completely ignored his elegant and clean long gown and flowing hair, put the umbrella in her hand, and put her two buckets of rice milk back together Adjust the weight evenly, cover the bucket, pick up Xie Yan’s straw hat that fell to the ground just now and put it on his head, then pick up a pole on one side and carry the two buckets of rice milk on his shoulders firmly, and walk towards the restaurant go.

Xie Yan just came back to her senses, picked up the umbrella and tried to catch up with the tall figure, but she saw Zhuang Wan turned around, her dark eyes were filled with tenderness, she fixed her eyes and said: "You go home first and wait on."

That tone was so undeniable, and Xie Yan was fixed in place, watching the thin figure of the female scholar in the rain gradually go away, Xie Yan suddenly felt his heart beating fiercely, his eyes were hot, and then Big drops of tears fell from the corners of his eyes, mixed with the wet rain.

The author has something to say: hee hee~

What, Granny Yu has nothing to do with Chu Yu, the butcher of pigs.

Yu Po's real name is Yu Meili