Dressed as a villain's wife

"I really didn't expect that the hot pot restaurant's business was so good the day we went. It's been less than a month, so why is there such a difference?"

An Wazi scratched her head, thinking of the scene of going to the hot pot restaurant that day, she was still a little surprised.

"It tastes good, but after eating it, I still smell like smoke, which is not pleasant, and the food there is too expensive." Lin Xiaoquan shook his head, not quite agreeing.

Now the most expensive table in their restaurant is only six taels of silver. There are 22 dishes in total, [-] meat dishes and [-] vegetarian dishes. The bottom cost is two cents of silver, and the cheapest is eight cents for a plate of potato chips, and a plate is only less than six slices.

When things are more expensive, fewer people will eat them. How can people who have the conditions to eat them want their body to be contaminated with the smell?
"We have to change it too."

After listening to Lin Xiaoquan's words, Nan Zhi followed suit.

Now that the weather is getting colder and colder, the way to barbecue is not easy.

There is no gas stove here, so the dishes cannot be heated at any time, and there is no heating and air conditioning in winter. I am afraid that within a month, my business here will deteriorate.

Barbecue business is best done in summer, but now that it's autumn, the restaurant has to change to sell other things.

"Boss, is there something wrong with my craftsmanship?"

Xu Chou had been sitting next to him, and when he heard Nanzhi say that he wanted to change the dishes, he was a little anxious.

Ever since he knew that his father was still alive, he was in a trance, and he was afraid that something went wrong when he was working.

Knowing that he misunderstood what he meant, Nanzhi gave him a comforting look, then picked up the meat skewers on the table and handed them over.

"Look carefully, and then taste."

Xu Chou took the meat skewers, looked left and right for a long time but didn't see why, he lowered his head and took a bite to understand.

It took less than a quarter of an hour to serve this plate of meat, but it was already completely cold by now.

It was hot a few days ago, and the meat would not condense a layer of oil when it was cold, but now after chewing carefully, you can feel a layer of oil in your mouth on your tongue, and the cooled meat tastes delicious. The taste is naturally better than hot.

It's only September now, and when the weather gets cooler in the future, the taste of the skewers will probably be even worse.

"This meat is cold, and the taste is really bad..."

"It's getting cold now, I'm afraid our skewers won't last long, we still have to think of other dishes as soon as possible."

Nan Zhi knocked on the table, and several old guys in the lobby began to think about it.

"Boss, let's make a soup pot too, okay?" Lu Daliang touched his shiny forehead with a tentative tone.

Soup pots are found in every place, but the flavors are different. It is said that Hongfulou first started with soup pots.

Every year when winter comes, the Hongfu Building is still full of people.

Now that there is another hot pot, he is thinking about whether he should try it too.

Nanzhi also had a headache.

Although she does a lot of part-time jobs, she is really only a freshman. Even if she has been here for more than ten years, she is just an ordinary little village girl in the village.

Being able to open Sanweiju by relying on what she learned from her part-time job at the time is already considered a great piece of shit luck. Now that the restaurant wants to renovate and innovate, she has no idea at all.

After all, her only chance to contact high-end restaurants was to work as a waiter for a month.

Nothing else is clear.

"Let's have a look tomorrow. You guys should think about it tonight too. If you think of any good ideas, let's talk about them tomorrow."

After Nanzhi left, he was not in a hurry to go home, but walked alone on the street and watched his shadow being stretched very long by the moonlight.

She has been a little restless recently. At first she thought it was because of He Xiang's incident that affected her, but now she understood.

It's that everything is going too well, and at the same time, it's a little too disturbing for her.

She still remembered that this was the world of this novel.

If one's identity is the heroine, then now that she has a successful career and a happy family, she should have reached the finale.

But she is just a supporting role in the novel. Although she is alive and has left the original plot, she still feels uneasy.

Nan Zhi was so preoccupied that he didn't pay much attention to other things, he kept his brows furrowed and his head bowed as he hurried on his way.

It wasn't until he bumped into someone that he raised his head apologetically and wanted to apologize.

But she didn't want to directly meet Shen Wenchen's eyes.

The man's affectionate peach blossom eyes were slightly sullen at the moment.

"Shen...Wen Chen?"

Looking at the person in front of him, Nan Zhi blinked, feeling a little uncertain.

A few days ago, Shen Wenchen took Eleven out of the city together, and said that it would take half a month at the earliest to come back, why did he appear here?

"It's so late, and you just keep your head down?" Shen Wenchen looked at his wife standing in front of him, with some reproach in his tone.

It's September now, and the weather is very cold, but my little daughter-in-law is wearing thin clothes, and walking at night is full of worries.

I'm not afraid of getting knocked.

"I was just thinking about something." Seeing that he was angry, Nan Zhi only explained in a low voice.

"Then pay attention to safety." Shen Wenchen's face was gloomy, and the two little girls hugged him into his arms.

"I'll take you back."

"Oh."

Glancing quietly at the gate of the city lord's mansion less than ten meters away from them, Nanzhi pursed her mouth and didn't say much, but Xiao Niaoyiren was protected by him in his arms, and then the couple went home together.

The stern and ruthless City Lord in front of outsiders completely collapsed the moment he stepped into the courtyard, he only hugged Nan Zhi tightly and buried his face in her neck.

The familiar fragrance seemed to be able to soothe one's heart, and feeling the warmth of the person in his arms, his heart gradually stabilized.

He rushed back a quarter of an hour ago but did not see Nan Zhi's shadow, thinking that something happened to her.

He rushed out the door in a hurry, only to see the person he was thinking of was burying his head and stepping on ants and dawdling back. At that moment, he almost rushed over to pick him up and give him a spanking.

"Nannan, go home earlier, don't stay outside at this late hour."

Shen Wenchen buried his face in her neck, and when he spoke, the warm breath would spray on her skin, making people feel numb.

"I see. I'm not a child." Nan Zhi touched his head and then sighed.

"That doesn't work either." Shen Wenchen raised his head, and his peach blossom eyes met her.

"I'm worried about your safety. Nannan, if possible, I hope you don't have to work as hard as you are now. I know you want to have your own business, but I'm also worried about you. "

Seeing his sincere eyes, Nan Zhi fell silent.

She's not really tired.

Uncle Ping and Liu Da are in charge of things in the restaurant, and Linglong is also taking care of the small courtyard.

She just didn't want to, didn't want to stay in the city lord's mansion all day long, being the so-called "city lord's wife".

"Wen Chen..."

"Well, I'm here."

The man's eyes are extremely gentle, and his tone is even more gentle and loving.

"I'm a little tired."

Nan Zhi closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were filled with exhaustion.