Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

Gu Qingyun first picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake with chopsticks. It was sticky and glutinous, and it kept pulling between the lips and teeth, and it had a sweet taste when chewed. Not to mention the balls were very elastic, and they bounced back and forth between the teeth, and they felt extremely smooth.

I took another bite of the rice ball and found it surprisingly delicious. Several ingredients that are unlikely to be matched together on a normal day, when put together, each one has its own characteristics, without competing or resisting.

"Shaoqing, it must be poisoned. Miss Zhou is in danger." Zhao Huaiqing muttered softly while eating.

Gu Qingyun looked around and saw that only An Qiao was sitting lazily in front of the window, staring out the window without blinking, so he whispered, "Yes, so tomorrow we will use this information to pry open the door of Zhou Mansion."

Wu Huan also quickly swallowed the rice ball in his mouth, "Yes, Shaoqing, this, the painting I drew today is a testimony."

Gu Qingyun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why didn't you say anything just now?"

Wu Huan was speechless and glanced at Gu Qingyun.

Gu Qingyun also understood and motioned Wu Huan to continue, "In this painting, Miss Zhou should have met Master Jia and Master Gu in the inner hall. I read the files again and again and felt that something was wrong, so I thought that they might have met before, such as in the backyard or the Buddhist hall, so I painted that scene.

Furthermore, there is the testimony of the maid that Miss Zhou did wear an extra shawl when she went from the back hall to the front yard that day. She did not wear it in the back hall, and she put it on before leaving the house.

"What you mean is that something might have happened between Miss Zhou and the two masters in the inner courtyard." Gu Qingyun said.

"Not only that, the relationship between the two sisters Qin and Zhou should be pretty good. Miss Qin went to the front hall with Miss Zhou that day, so the two sisters should have been together in the backyard that day." Wu Huan replied again.

Gu Qingyun suddenly felt as if he was hit by something. Oh, why did he always feel that something was wrong with Miss Zhou? Miss Zhou should have been following Miss Qin that day. Why did everyone's testimony only say something about Miss Zhou?

There are two possibilities. The first possibility is that Miss Zhou and Miss Qin did not act together, but several maids said that Miss Zhou did this and that, and Miss Qin was watching from behind.

The second possibility is that Miss Zhou has a hot temper and is popular, while Miss Qin is spoiled and weak, and she is probably always protected by Miss Zhou. In this way, all the weird things about Miss Zhou may be related to Miss Qin.

I had originally intended to use the news that the third young lady of the Qin family was missing to scare Mr. Zhou into opening the door, but now it seems that it can't be just a scare, because Miss Zhou is in danger.

The three of them maintained a gentle appearance on the surface, but in fact, they picked up their chopsticks faster than each other. In less than half an hour, they had cleared the entire table.

Seeing that the food was almost gone, An Qiao told Qi Tao to bring out some sugar-coated tomatoes to help them relieve their greasiness.

"Miss An, I have finished your picture." Wu Huan stood up and placed a scroll in front of An Qiao. An Qiao didn't expect that Wu Huan, who was so busy recently, would still help her finish the painting. She was touched for a moment, but when she saw that the dark circles under Wu Huan's eyes had deepened, she felt a little guilty.

"Master, Master, you're so fast." An Qiao wanted to punch herself twice as soon as she finished speaking. As expected, the other two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing out loud.

An Qiao apologized quickly, and Wu Huan smiled helplessly, but had no intention of pursuing the matter.

An Qiao stood up hurriedly and said, "Sir, please wait a moment. You all seem exhausted today. I will make you a pot of tea. Please sit down and digest your food."

An Qiao quickly walked to the backyard and took out the dried goods that she had bought from the dry food store she visited every day recently. She took out osmanthus, dried red dates, dried mulberries, roses, wolfberries and jasmine flowers, put them into boiling water one by one, and brought them to the table.

"Gentlemen, please try this tea. It can relieve fatigue and remove dark circles under the eyes."

The laughter that had originally stopped broke out again, echoing in the small shop. An Qiao felt her face flushed. She really was kind-hearted at the time.

Wu Huan didn't mind other people talking about his dark circles. Besides, the young lady didn't mean to laugh at him. "Young lady, it's okay. I've had dark circles under my eyes since I was a child. Thank you for your kindness."

After they had a cup of tea, Gu Qingyun took out three silver ingots. The other three were stunned. "What's wrong? Didn't you take one from me last night? Shouldn't there be three tonight?"

An Qiao couldn't tell whether this was a teasing from the Dali Temple Shaoqing or a keen observer, so she just said, "Taking one is already a shady shop."

Seeing that An Qiao didn't take the money, Gu Qingyun pushed the silver ingot towards An Qiao and said, "I am the legitimate son of a marquis, and I can't afford to spend three silver ingots. You take it, and next time I come, just don't charge me."

An Qiao was very "principled" and only took a silver ingot. "This is really the charging standard of a black shop. Don't worry, sir. I will find someone to renovate the shop in a few days, and then we will have the standard for midnight snacks."

Gu Qingyun smiled with evil interest, but still did not take the two silver ingots. He smiled and waved goodbye and left, leaving An Qiao lying disheveled in front of the table filled with empty plates and silver ingots.

Gu Qingyun didn't know why, he was used to seeing young ladies who were shy when they saw him, but he had also seen some who were bold enough to express their feelings to him.

An Qiao, on the other hand, is always indifferent. When she is distracted and when she is not distracted, the way she speaks and acts are like two different people.

He had judged so many cases and felt that An Qiao's usual smiling face did not seem real. Only her teasing and words at night seemed like the real her. The Shaoqing was curious about the train of thought of this young lady.

Besides, he was the legitimate son of a marquis, well, the second legitimate son. How could he possibly take back the money he had thrown out? That would be so embarrassing.

An Qiao quietly put the silver ingot away. This money for renovation, which should have been earned with a few days' hard work, was just like that?

She had already thought about it. She would improve the private room on the second floor. She would demolish the small room that was originally separated by one room and make three small private rooms that could seat six people. She would open the windows on the side closest to the first floor so that the second floor could see the first floor. She would make a large private room at the innermost part that could seat twelve people. She would also make a notice board on the left wall.

The second floor was originally built in a simple manner, with nothing much except a roof. It looked more like what is called a false second floor in modern times, so even the roof had to be demolished and rebuilt.

The first floor was originally paved with bricks. An Qiao decided to lay wooden floors everywhere except the kitchen. She also did not place the table randomly. She built a low wall half a person's height, kept the notice board on the far left, changed the entrance to a counter, put a wine cabinet against the wall, and made a bay window through which she could see the locust tree outside.

An Qiao felt happy just thinking about it. Not bad, not bad. It’s just a decoration genius.