Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

Zhong Ruyi was not angry. She was very happy. She had never thought about falling in love before. It’s not that no one pursued her, but at that time she was focused on making money and had no time to worry about love matters.

A man only affects the speed at which she makes money.

After coming here, she no longer has to worry about her tuition and living expenses, no longer has to worry about the director's mother's health, and no longer has to work part-time during holidays. All the money she earns, except for tuition, is used for other children in the orphanage.

She felt extremely relaxed here. Although she still had no money, she was not as stressed as in modern times.

It's normal to want to fall in love, not to mention that such a handsome guy likes her, which makes her even happier, right?

Mother Zhong couldn't bear to look at her daughter's silly smile.

Zhong Ruyi already had the bracelet on her hand. Mother Zhong took her hand, looked at it and said, "Is this made of chicken blood vine? I remember seeing it at the market before. I didn't expect this guy to buy it for you. Not bad!"

She put the hairpin back into the wooden box. Mother Zhong took it out and looked at it. "This hairpin has a beautiful pattern. Hey, this is a magnolia flower, right? I bought you a hairpin in the pattern of a magnolia flower before."

How did Chen Dongzhi know that his daughter liked magnolia flowers? Did the third brother tell him? The third brother didn't seem like the kind of person who would care about what his sister liked.

Could it be that Chen Dongzhi discovered it himself? She remembered that her daughter had worn the hairpin several times after she bought it, and maybe he saw it at that time.

It’s true that Chen Dongzhi is quite attentive. He even noticed such things. It seems that he is really sincere to his daughter.

Let time take care of the rest. Maybe the two of them are really destined to be together.

Two days later, Zhong Ji hung up a sign and the boss took two days off.

The two young men who were in charge of buying braised goods at the tavern were dumbfounded. How could they take a break while doing business? They took a break for two days. Aren’t they making money?

After buying the day's braised goods, the two young men quickly went to find the boss and told him about the matter.

Old Wu frowned: "Rest?"

The two nodded, "Yes, I heard that Zhongji takes a break twice a month, two days each time."

Old Wu waved his hand and asked the two men to go downstairs to do their work, while he stayed on the second floor of the tavern.

He was a little annoyed. Lao Zhang and the others had not yet figured out the recipe for the braised food. Xu Xiaohu had been following the people from Zhongji these days, following them whenever they went out.

But I don’t know if Zhong Ji noticed it or what, he never went out to buy anything. He just bought vegetables after finishing his business at noon every day and then immediately returned to the store.

If he had the recipe for braised food in his own hands, the tavern business would not be bad, and he could even use the recipe to open another store.

He went to the kitchen at the back and saw Lao Zhang and others already cooking.

Seeing the boss come in, Lao Zhang and the others stopped what they were doing, rubbed their hands and called out "Boss".

Old Wu nodded and asked Old Zhang directly: "Old Zhang, have you made any new discoveries recently regarding the recipe I asked you to research?"

Lao Zhang and the others looked at each other and felt a little worried.

They can tell the recipe by just taking a bite. If that's true, then wouldn't everyone who buys it and eats it be able to taste what it's made of?

Seeing that they didn't answer, Old Wu guessed it in his heart, but he was still unwilling to give in.

"I must try out this recipe! It doesn't matter if it takes more time! I must keep this recipe in my own hands!"

After saying this, Old Wu left, leaving Old Zhang and the others staring at each other in bewilderment.

"What should we do? The boss told us to figure it out, but he never thought that this was someone else's secret recipe. How could we figure it out so easily?"

"Yeah! These days I asked my family to line up early to get the labels and buy some to try, but how can it be so easy?"

"Not only did I not get the twenty taels, I even paid for it myself. But this stew is really delicious. No wonder the boss wanted this recipe."

Lao Zhang and the others were all worried, and Lao Wu was also feeling unhappy. It was not his style to not be able to make money.

I walked out of the pub and headed towards home. I happened to meet Lao Ding who came back for lunch at noon. The two of them lived in the same alley as Lao Gaosan, a carpenter, and they also lived in the same alley, and they were neighbors.

Shopkeeper Ding saw Old Wu from a distance, and when he approached, he greeted him. Seeing that he looked worried, he asked casually, "What's wrong? Is there something troubling you?"

Old Wu sighed, but didn't say anything, just said it was a business matter.

Manager Ding didn't ask too much about business matters. Although he worked in a restaurant and Old Wu ran a pub, and there was no competition between the two families, it was better not to ask too much about things related to business.

Old Wu glanced at the lunch box in Shopkeeper Ding's hand and joked, "You want to go home for a meal? Are you so homesick, Old Ding?"

Manager Ding opened the food box and showed it to him. "This is the latest braised food from our Manxianglou. It's not available at Zhongji. It just so happens that our Manxianglou has a benefit. People who work in the restaurant can buy braised food at a very low price. So I bought some for my family to eat, so that they don't have to get up early and queue up if they want to eat it."

Old Wu was stunned. When did Manxianglou start selling braised food? Could it be that Manxianglou had already figured out the recipe for braised food?

When he thought of this, he suddenly became excited.

Shopkeeper Ding saw that Old Wu, who had a sad face just now, suddenly looked at him with sharp eyes.

He stammered, "What, what happened?"

Did he say something wrong?

He didn't say anything just now, did he?

Old Wu was so excited that his face turned a little red, and he grabbed Manager Ding's hand.

"Old Ding! I have something to tell you!"

Shopkeeper Ding was so frightened by his affectionate eyes that goose bumps appeared all over his body. He tried to pull his hand back calmly, but was grabbed again.

Shopkeeper Ding: ...

“...Old Wu, just tell me what’s on your mind!” I can’t stand you like this!

This was not a good place to talk, but he was really eager to know what was going on at Manxianglou? How did they come up with the recipe for the braised food?

"Come to my house, and we'll talk while we eat!"

As Old Wu said this, he was about to pull him towards his home.

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and many more!

"Old Wu! It's not that I don't want to go, but I have to go back to work after dinner. How about you change the time?"

Shopkeeper Ding was sweating on his forehead. What happened to Old Wu today? He usually looked quite steady, but why was he so irritable today?

Old Wu managed to calm down. Yes, since he already knew that Manxianglou had developed the recipe for the braised food, what was there to be afraid of? The recipe would not disappear.

"Okay, okay! How about you come to my house tonight and we can drink and talk?"

Shopkeeper Ding agreed. At this time, he came to his senses. Old Wu's attitude changed only after he mentioned the braised goods.

Thinking back to what Lao Gao had mentioned in their casual chat before, that Lao Wu had been sending people to Zhong Ji early every day to queue up to get wooden signs to buy braised goods, he had an idea in mind.