Traveling through the farmhouse: farming and making a fortune and raising cubs

It doesn't matter whether she's good or not. What's important is that Xiuling's current physical condition is really not optimistic.

After a night's rest, when Lin He got up the next day, Xiuling had already prepared breakfast.

She had her heart set on what she wanted to say, but she thought about it and let it go.

But looking at Xiuling's complexion, it seems to be better than yesterday.

"Sister-in-law, get up. I steamed some steamed buns and there are still eggs in the pot."

Lin He looked at Xiuling's face thoughtfully: "How did you sleep last night?"

Xiuling looked a little confused, but she nodded honestly: "I slept well. I haven't slept so well for a long time. If the child hadn't called me in the middle of the night, I would have slept until dawn."

No wonder she seems to be in better spirits. It seems that the spiritual power she sent last night is still effective. At least it allowed her to have a good sleep last night.

"That's good. I slept well. Everyone looks different. I'm much more energetic than yesterday."

Xiuling smiled: "Yesterday I mainly stayed in the carriage all day, so I was a little tired."

Lin He prepared breakfast together and shouted outside again.

Last night, Li Changsheng and Xiuling lived in the outermost courtyard. The couple took their daughter and younger son to sleep together, and the eldest son slept with Li An.

The two children are similar in age. Although they hardly know each other, it does not prevent them from knowing each other now.

After dinner, the children went to school, and Li Changhui and Lin He also took Li Changsheng and his wife to the city.

The younger son was hugged. After all, he was still young and couldn't live without his parents. The two older ones asked Chang Qiang's wife to help look after them first.

After sending the children to school, a few people went directly to the store. At this time, the barbecue restaurant was already open. The shopkeeper was not there, so he probably went shopping.

The waiter recognized Li Changhui and Lin He and quickly asked a few people to sit down: "Master Li and Mrs. Li have a sip of tea first. The young master's house is next door. I will go find them right away."

Xie Jiang has not returned to Yonghe Town in the past few years. He also knew Li Changsheng before, but he only knew that he was Li Changhui's cousin and was not familiar with him.

I also knew that Li Changsheng and the others set off yesterday and could come to the store today, so they came here early in the morning and waited here.

"Is he next door? There's no need to call him, we can go there by ourselves."

Lin He stood up. When the waiter saw this, he led a few people to the shop next door.

The shop door was closed, and there was only a small door in the corner next to it. No wonder they didn't notice it just now.

The waiter called the young master at the door and heard Xie Jiang's voice coming from inside.

"Are they all here? It just so happens that you open all the doors first and get familiar with them today. We will officially start working tomorrow."

While he was talking, Xie Jiang had already bent over and walked out of the small door, and he saw a few people behind the waiter at a glance.

"Why is it so early? They are still cleaning here. Is this Li Changsheng? We haven't seen him in a few years. There have been quite a few changes."

The second half of the sentence was addressed to Li Changsheng.

While talking, the door has been opened, and the entire Malatang shop is displayed in front of you.

Just like what Lin He told them last night, the shop was very big, with eight tables underneath and stairs leading up in the corner.

What is different from the Malatang shops in town is that the kitchen here is inside, with a counter taking up one-third of the area at the door, and there is wine behind the counter.

The back door of other restaurants has now been opened up, and two large pots are made, which are the same as the large iron pots used to cook Malatang in town.

The place where the food is placed is next to the counter, which is, of course, empty now.Just when everyone was surprised to see such a big Malatang shop, Xie Jiang also explained to a few people.

"I find that this shop seems to be a bit bigger. If there are too many customers, and Brother Li cooks and settles accounts at the same time, it will probably be too busy. If the dishes are mixed up, the customers will be unhappy."

"So I thought, how about the shopkeeper doing the accounting and checking where the customers are, and Brother Li just cooking Malatang?"

Saying that, Xie Jiang called the person in charge of dressing up next to him: "Xiao Liu, despite his youth, he has a good memory. I am looking for talents. There are not so many things in this Malatang shop. As long as he can remember each table. Wherever the guests are, we can eat whatever they want.”

He is indeed relatively young, in his twenties. Hearing Xie Jiang's introduction, he smiled shyly: "Master Li, Mrs. Li."

Lin He knew that Xie Jiang was building a Malatang shop, and it was a two-story shop, but she thought the area wouldn't be too big. What she had in mind was a fly restaurant.

There are five or six tables downstairs and two or three upstairs. After all, Malatang is also a fast-selling food. You eat and leave, and you rarely drink and chat.

But looking at Xie Jiang's arrangement, it was clear that the ranger had exceeded her expectations. This place was almost more spacious than an ordinary restaurant.

How many guests do you need to entertain every day to make your money back?

Thinking this, Lin He pulled Li Changhui's sleeve: "Brother Hui, do you know about hot pot?"

Hot pot doesn't exist in Nanzhi County anyway, but she doesn't know if it exists in other places.

But Li Changhui said that 200 years ago, there was a powerful woman. Well, if nothing else, she was a time-traveling senior.

That senior went abroad and went to sea, and brought back a lot of good things. It seems that she brought back the corn, sweet potatoes, etc. now.

Of course, there are many other things.

And that senior is from the capital, which means that Li Changhui will know more about the situation.

"Hot Pot?"

Li Changhui asked back, and then said: "Are you talking about the copper shabu-shabu pot? There is one in Guanzhou Prefecture. Do you want to eat it?"

Fortunately she asked one more question.

"I either want to eat it, but I think it would be a waste to use such a big store just for making spicy hot pot. Why not just turn it into a hot pot restaurant, which is what you call a copper pot? What do you think?"

Xie Jiang is no stranger to this person. He has been to Guanzhou Mansion several times and has naturally eaten there several times.

"Sister-in-law, that thing uses too much oil. Ordinary people can't afford it. There are many rich people in Nanzhi County, but they alone can't support a shop. After all, no one will eat this thing every day. "

This time it was Lin He's turn to be surprised: "Has anyone opened a hot pot restaurant before?"

Xie Jiang nodded honestly: "My dad tried it before, but it didn't work. All kinds of spices consume a lot, especially oil. Ordinary meat oils are not good. They use rapeseed oil and sesame oil. It's enough for a meal." The cost is too high.”

Yes, in this day and age, many things have not yet reached mass production, and transportation is very difficult. Some of the spices she used to commonly see, especially vegetable oil, are extremely expensive.

Too bad hot pot doesn't work.

Then let’s cook!
"Then let's add another way to eat it. Cook Malatang directly. Don't count the bamboo skewers. Just weigh it directly. This will also save you from mixing up too many bamboo skewers when cooking."

With the opening of a new store and the addition of her dishes, business will definitely not be bad.

As for the name of the maocai, I am too lazy to change it. Anyway, the method is similar, but there is one thing. According to Lin He’s experience, when the maocai is ready, sprinkle it with minced ginger, green onions and garlic, and then drizzle a little hot oil. The taste will be better!
Just make it as soon as you think of it. Lin He immediately asked someone to buy the ingredients. She wanted to instruct Li Changsheng to make it himself.

If possible, we can make Maocai Malatang together. If not, we will still make Malatang.

For such a big store, it has to attract more customers. (End of chapter)