Dressed as a villain's wife

Chapter 257
Xu Chou buried his aunt and rushed back to the city immediately.

When he came back, Aze was busy with the kitchen with a few other people. Anwazi and Lin Xiaoquan were young, and they were assigned to do the laundry.

Two and a half teenagers each took the black flour and sprinkled it into the wooden basin, and they washed it seriously.

Xu Chou was wearing the clothes that Nan Zhi bought for them, but there was a white cloth tied on the sleeves. Seeing Nan Zhi and Shen Miaomiao discussing matters, he knelt down on the ground again.

"Bosses, Xu Chou is back."

The dull sound of kowtowing startled both Nan Zhi and Shen Miaomiao, and they waited for him to kowtow again before recovering and helping him up: "Xu Chou, get up, don't kowtow all the time. of."

Nan Zhi said with a headache.

"Thank you, Master, otherwise, otherwise, my mother might not even be able to go to the grave."

Xu Chou had tears streaming down his face.

A Niang had struggled to grow herself up, but because of her ugly figure, A Niang also became a disaster among the villagers.

Who knew, until A Niang passed away, she didn't have a good day!

"Go and pack up first, put all your luggage away, and come to the back kitchen later, I'll give you something." Nan Zhi could understand his current mood, but he had no other way to comfort him.

When grandma left, she rushed back from school, but she still didn't see her for the last time.

The uncles and aunts in the village helped me take care of grandma's funeral, and even the last small house was taken back by Murakami.

After that it becomes a child without a grandma.

Nan Zhi's mood fell down, even though Shen Miaomiao didn't know what was wrong with her, she still patted her on the shoulder to comfort her.

"Sister Nanzhi, what's the name of our restaurant? It will open in two days. But our plaque hasn't been ordered yet."

"Do you have any good name?" Nan Zhi smiled and looked at Shen Miaomiao.

"I haven't studied, so I don't know what to call it. Sister Nanzhi, you are better, tell me." The little girl stuck out her tongue and said coquettishly.

"I don't know either." Nan Zhi was also troubled.

"Should we call it Sanweizhai?"

The little girl looked at the lobby and asked suddenly.

"Sanweizhai?" Nanzhi frowned slightly, it was originally called Baiweizhai, and he only took three flavors, which was not very good.

"No, no, no, Sanwei is less than Baiwei, so it's not good for us to call it that." Before Nan Zhi could speak, the little girl shook her head and overturned her own thoughts.

Shopkeeper Lu's Baiweizhai couldn't continue to open. They named it Sanweizhai, which is not good, not good.

"We can change Zhai to Xuan."

Nan Zhi opened his mouth to suggest, but then hesitantly hesitated, besides Hong Fu Lou, the famous restaurant in Yan City is Zui Ting Xuan, if they didn't choose the name well, they might also cause some criticism.

"The owner can change the word Zhai to Ju, and take the name of Sanweiju."

The stove was almost built, Uncle Ping originally wanted to come over and let the two owners have a look, but he heard them discussing the name of the restaurant.

"Then our restaurant will be named Sanweiju." Nanzhi clapped his hands to confirm the name of the restaurant, and Shen Miaomiao even applauded beside him.

It made Nanzhi want to laugh.

"But how do we explain these three tastes?" Liu Da who was at the side asked curiously.

"You guys will know after lunch later." Nan Zhi didn't intend to say directly, it would be better to try it himself than to say more.

The earthen stove in the yard had already been built, and everyone sat by the side and waited for Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao to come over and check the results.

After walking around the earthen stove, Nanzhi nodded in satisfaction.

Waiting for them to harden the stove first, Nanzhi asked Wang Sheng to neatly stack the six iron poles that had been brushed with soybean oil for several times, and after making sure they were neat, sealed the ends with soil, and continued. stove.

Watching them continue to work, Nanzhi went to the back kitchen again.

Xu Chou was standing in the back kitchen in a daze, and wiped his tears when he saw the owner enter the door.

"Boss, what do you want from me?"

"Xu Chou, I am very satisfied with your craft. Before you go home, I asked you if you would like to learn other crafts. Do you still want to learn now?"

When Nanzhi spoke, his face was full of sternness, without the gentleness of the past.

Xu Chou didn't hesitate, but nodded fiercely.

The boss is now her master, she has no right to refuse what she said.

"Well, you put this thing away and think about it, and I'll make it again later." Nan Zhi handed Xu Chou a packet of spices, and watched him take it before stopping.

Xu Chou was a little dazed, and when he opened the oil-paper package, he felt a strange fragrance.

"This is benzoin, the spice we're going to use today."

Nanzhi smiled and said.

Xu Chou didn't know what anise fennel was, but he felt that the smell of this spice was very comfortable, and he was a little fascinated by the spice in his hand.

"You steam the rice first."

"it is good."

Lin Xiaoquan and An Wazi were sweating profusely from rubbing their heads by the well, and they never thought that it would be so troublesome to wash a pair of toilets.

The sheep intestines alone almost swollen their hands from rubbing them.

"Master." Seeing Nan Zhi approaching, An Wazi hurriedly called for someone.

Seeing the sweat on the foreheads of the two and a half teenagers, Nan Zhi squinted his eyes and asked with a smile, "How are you washing?"

"Wash, it's almost done."

"After washing it, take it to the kitchen first."

"it is good."

The two and a half teenagers brought the sewage into the back kitchen, and Nan Zhi followed suit.

Xu Chou was still cooking and cooking, while Nanzhi had already rolled up his sleeves and started to deal with the sewage.

In addition to learning how to grill from the master, she also made stir-fried shredded lamb tripe twice when she was busy in the store. Since the water here is cheap, she can also make a dish.

When Nanzhi was cooking, Xu Chou watched from the sidelines, and An Wazi was responsible for lighting the fire.

In addition to the cut offal, Nanzhi also added some potato sticks into the side dish, until a pot of lamb offal was served on the dining table, and the few people who gathered around to join in the fun hadn't realized it yet.

Especially Uncle Ping, looking at Nan Zhi's smiling face, his expression was extremely complicated.

He had eaten resting fennel in Kyoto a few years ago.

At that time, the word "five taels of silver and half a tael of incense" was widely circulated on the streets of Kyoto.

Even he only ate once under the master's light.

But he didn't want to be a small accountant now, and he could still eat such good things again.

Especially, such expensive spices are used to add some sewers...

Could it be that my boss wants to use this resting fennel to do business?
The price will be very high.

I don't know if the people of Yancheng can afford it...

Thinking that his employer might face the risk of no customers coming to his house, Uncle Ping was inevitably a little worried.

"Uncle Ping, eat? What's the matter with you?" Nanzhi said that the meal was ready, An Wazi couldn't wait to taste it first, seeing that Uncle Ping didn't move, he thought something was wrong with him.

"Uncle Ping, eat, eat, this is delicious! No smell, no smell at all!"

Lin Xiaoquan grinned.

(End of this chapter)