Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

During lunch, the two sisters-in-law paid special attention and saw that their brother-in-law had a happy face. They knew at a glance that something happy had happened.

He was fine when he came back yesterday, but became like this after he went out. It seems that Zhou Yuru has been coaxing her brother-in-law a lot.

No! Next time when my mother-in-law comes back, I must talk to her about this. I can’t marry someone who is a nuisance to me, otherwise our happy family will be broken up.

When Zhong Ruyi got up early in the morning, her second brother had already gone out to get the pigs out of the water. Before they even started braising, several people were already waiting outside the door, waiting for Zhong Ruyi to open the door and hand out wooden signs.

Helplessly, they were arriving earlier and earlier, so she could only distribute wooden signs to the few people who were already waiting, so that they wouldn't have to wait in line to get wooden signs.

The sign was given out and the second brother also came back. Zhong Ruyi looked at the December weather and was so tired that he was sweating profusely while pulling a cart full of pigs into the water.

The weather is not so hot now, but my second brother is already sweating all over. If the weather gets hotter, won’t he get heatstroke?

No, we still need to buy an animal that can work hard. Even if my second brother doesn't get heatstroke, he must be exhausted from pulling a cart full of several buckets of pigs into the water every day.

But I don’t have that much money on hand right now, so I still need to make more money before I can live a better life.

Several people worked together to carry down the pig offal bucket by bucket, and began a busy day.

After finally getting the pig off the water and into the pot, Aunt Chen's daughter-in-law next door was already preparing lunch. Aunt Chen came over with a plate of white pancake-like things in her hand.

"Sister Li! Where are you? Can you see what delicious food I brought for you?"

Mother Zhong was lighting a fire in the kitchen. When she heard Aunt Chen's voice, she hurried out.

"Here I come! Sister Chen, what did you bring? Look how happy you are!"

Aunt Chen's original surname was Chen, and her husband's surname was Zhao. She was a few years younger than Mother Zhong, and they both called each other sister.

Aunt Chen was fine when no one was around just now, but now that Mrs. Zhong came over, she immediately put on a smug expression.

"Sister Li, come quickly! This is the glutinous rice baba that my daughter-in-law's family gave me. It was delivered a few days ago. I soaked it all night last night and steamed it this morning to make baba. It's also stuffed with brown sugar. I guarantee you'll want more after you eat one!"

She took the plate to Zhong's mother and asked her to hold it. As soon as Zhong's mother took the plate, she saw that it was filled with a dozen white and plump baba, which were crystal clear and looked delicious.

Zhong's mother glared at her and said, "You took so much, the children at home won't have anything to eat."

As he said this, he went into the kitchen and wanted to get a bowl to serve the food. He thought he couldn't take so much, so he would just leave two to try.

Zhong Ruyi was sitting in front of another stove watching the fire. When she saw Zhong's mother coming in with a plate in her hand, she thought it was food for her and was about to stand up to take it.

Zhong's mother walked around her and went to the cupboard to get a bowl. Zhong Ruyi was puzzled, what the hell is this? Look at how precious her mother is.

When I walked over and took a look, I saw that it was a plate of pancakes.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Zhong Ruyi looked puzzled. Should she put the biscuits away if she was not going to eat them?

Without even turning her head, Mrs. Zhong said, "Take some and try it. This is what your Aunt Chen brought. It's made of glutinous rice. She brought too much so I took a few out."

Aunt Chen who followed in from behind was not happy, "Sister Li, what are you doing? Just eat a few cakes, I can bring them over, are you worried that my little monkeys at home will have nothing to eat?"

The two men were pushing and shoving each other, one insisted on giving away a few while the other only wanted a few and didn't want any more. Zhong Ruyi stuffed firewood into the stove while watching the two men interacting with each other.

The more I watch it, the more I can't help laughing. This is really similar to the scene of modern young people receiving red envelopes during the Chinese New Year. It's quite funny.

In the end, Mrs. Zhong couldn't persuade Aunt Chen and had to accept the whole plate of rice cakes. The two of them chatted and laughed, and went out, leaving a plate of glutinous rice cakes by the stove.

The braised food was out of the pot, and there were already several customers holding wooden signs waiting outside the door. The noodle shop owner and his wife were standing at the front.

As soon as Zhongji saw that he had removed the door panel, they knew that the braised food was ready. The customers who were still waiting became a little agitated, but soon calmed down again.

After several pots of braised offal, braised tofu and braised chicken were brought out, the customer with number one sign walked forward first, thinking that it would be his turn soon. Unexpectedly, the boss and his sister walked in again.

He could only wait a little longer. Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long before the brother and sister came out again. This time, they were carrying a wooden basin filled with peanuts.

While the second brother was collecting pig offal, Zhong Ruyi was responsible for making braised chicken and braised tofu. There were no braised eggs recently, so Zhong's mother was responsible for collecting the money.

The first customer was a middle-aged man. He originally ordered two spoons of braised offal, two spoons of braised chicken and one spoon of braised tofu and was about to leave. When he saw that they also offered braised peanuts, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Boss, can your peanuts go with rice like braised chicken?"

Brother Zhong smiled and shook his head, his hands moving non-stop, "These braised peanuts are for guests who like to drink. Braised peanuts are also a good dish to go with wine."

The middle-aged man thought about it and realized that he had to discuss something with the tavern owner today, so he came early to buy some braised food. Since these braised peanuts can also be eaten with wine, he might as well buy some and take them back. Maybe it would be easier to discuss things with the tavern owner today.

"How much are these braised peanuts? Give me three spoonfuls!"

Zhong Ruyi at the side took over the conversation, "Sir, a spoonful of peanuts costs four cents."

A pound of peanuts costs eight cents, and you can only get about three spoonfuls of peanuts from a pound. Add the cost of the marinade, and four cents a spoonful is not expensive.

"Okay! Give me three spoonfuls! I'll have more if it's delicious!" The middle-aged man also knew that the price was not expensive. If you go to a pub to drink, any side dish will start at several dozen cents, so four cents is really not expensive.

Zhong Ruyi put three spoonfuls of braised peanuts into the food box that the middle-aged man brought with him. Zhong's mother took the copper coins handed over by the man, smiled and said, "Come again next time."

The middle-aged man returned home carrying a full food box of braised food. When he opened the door, his wife was already cooking. He wanted to invite people over for dinner in the afternoon. He originally planned to go to Manxianglou for the dinner, but the tavern owner said that he was tired of the food from Manxianglou.

I heard that a shop selling braised food opened in the town a few months ago. The tavern owner said he had never eaten there before, so he might as well buy some braised food and eat it at home.

Because he needed help, the middle-aged man got up early and queued up to get a badge.

I heard about the matter of getting the brand from Lao Ding who works next door at Manxianglou. He said that Zhongji sells braised goods by brand, and if there is no brand you can only wait for the leftovers, but basically they are sold out every day, so how could there be leftovers.

"Lao Gao, if you want to treat us, our Manxianglou is not bad. We have many delicious dishes, and we also have braised food. Why bother you to get up early and queue up and suffer?" Shopkeeper Ding said cheerfully.

If Zhong Ruyi was present, he would definitely say that Manager Ding was shameless. How could such a big restaurant of yours compete with our small shop for business?

However, considering that she gets a share of the profits from every portion of braised food sold at Manxianglou, and the price of a portion of braised food sold at Manxianglou is much higher than hers, it makes sense for her to not lose money whether buying from her or from Manxianglou.

Lao Gao returned home and put the lunch box on the dining table. His wife and daughter had already prepared the food. When they saw that he had bought it, they quickly took it and opened it.

The bowls inside are all homemade and you can eat them directly after taking them out.

Looking at the black and red stuff inside, Lao Gao's wife was wondering, what's so delicious about pig offal? Why did he specifically want this?

Forget it. Fortunately, I bought some meat and fried a few dishes. If this braised food doesn’t taste good, I can just let Old Wu eat the dishes I cooked.

Lao Gao had just come back from washing his hands and saw a bowl of braised offal, a bowl of braised chicken, braised tofu, and a large bowl of braised peanuts on the table. While no one came yet, he reached out and took a peanut.

After squeezing it open, the juice inside flowed out. He quickly put it in his mouth and sucked it. It was so delicious!