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

"There is no teacher who won't teach if you pay. After you go to school, you must study hard and you are not allowed to fool around at home like you are doing now." An Qiao said to Jinli seriously, which was rare for her.

Jinli looked at Anqiao's expression and finally nodded. Just learn it.

In the past few months, the young lady has been very good to me. Others may not know it, but how could I not know it? Even if I can't make any achievements in my studies, it's the best thing that the young lady is willing to send me to school.

Since he had no chance to study since childhood, Koi actually didn't have much confidence in himself.

There was silence in the carriage for a moment.

An Qiao noticed that the atmosphere was a little off. "Why are you so dejected? I don't expect you to learn anything. I just hope you can learn etiquette and recognize a few words." Then she touched Jinli's head again. "Your sister Qitao should have been sent to school, but she is a few years older than you, and it is not convenient for a girl, so you are the only one to go to school. Look, isn't Yiyi also learning how to be an accountant? Don't be so sad. There is still a long time before the New Year. You can relax a little."

An Qiao didn't plan to teach Koi in advance, firstly because she really thought that she only needed to learn to read and write, and secondly because she really didn't have that much energy.

After hearing this, Jinli nodded again, "Then I can still help the young lady do a lot of things before the New Year."

An Qiao smiled. The boy was quite sensible and even if he was a little naughty it was harmless.

The few of them chatted and laughed all the way to the pier.

Today is market day in Kyoto Prefecture. Many people are coming and going on the dock. An Qiao has a clear goal: to find merchants from the southwest.

There are many Yunnan and Sichuan dishes in Kyoto restaurants. These are usually purchased from merchants from the southwest. If they don't come for a long time, they can only find other substitutes.

"Young lady, you're here." A familiar southwestern businessman waved familiarly when he saw An Qiao coming in with her two children.

"What good things does the shopkeeper have today?" An Qiao asked with great hope.

"That's a lot of good stuff. Come here quickly, young lady, I've been waiting for you." Merchants in the southwest all like An Qiao very much.

Anqiao is the biggest customer because of the many southwestern foods.

As he was speaking, the boss took out several large bags.

"I wonder if you know what this is, young lady?" The southwestern businessman smiled and opened a bag.

An Qiao was pleasantly surprised after just one look, "Zhe Er Gen!"

You should know that in modern times, this is one of An Qiao's favorite foods. Although even in modern times, many people think it is extremely unpalatable, people who like it like it very much.

It is obvious that this bag of Houttuynia cordata is not as thick as the modern ones. Although it looks thin and small, it is extremely fragrant the moment you open the bag.

"Miss, you recognized it. I knew you were connoisseur of value. This thing is not easy to carry. I found it specially to show you." The southwestern businessman smiled flatteringly and with some pride.

An Qiao also fell into the same situation, "If it's difficult to transport, how much do you want to sell it for?"

"Not expensive, not expensive. There are other things as well. If you like them, take them all. I'll sell them to you at a very low price." The southwestern businessman looked very happy and opened several other bags with a smile.

Among them there are several kinds of flowers and some lilies. The lilies are not the kind that bloom, but the kind that have small, white and tender petals.

If you wash it and put it in porridge, and add lotus seeds and red beans, it can beautify the skin, calm the mind, moisten the lungs and relieve cough.

It's an interesting porridge.

An Qiao looked at the things the merchant brought, and paid for all of them except for a few items that could be bought in Kyoto Prefecture.

Unfortunately, there is still no ham.

An Qiao looked at several southwestern merchants nearby, but didn't see the ham she wanted. She bought a lot of tofu and potatoes. In fact, these two things can also be bought in Kyoto Prefecture, but after eating the southwestern ones a few times, An Qiao felt that the tofu and potatoes from there were more suitable for making fried potatoes.

Before buying the ham, he bought a bunch of things and discussed with several businessmen to ask them to help deliver them to the restaurant.

How could the businessman not agree?

People say the food in the restaurant is delicious. I haven't been there many times so far, but the first few times I went there, I thought it was delicious and I still haven't had enough.

Besides, ever since the young lady started selling canned food, syrups, and sauces, merchants like to go to the grocery store to buy some. Even if they buy them at the original price, they can still get a lot of praise by reselling them back to the southwest.

What's more, the young lady always gave them a discount because they were merchants from the southwest, and both parties were always humble to each other in business.

After walking around for a long time, An Qiao didn't buy the ham she wanted and had to return home disappointed.

As soon as I returned to the restaurant, I saw that the businessmen had already sat down and started eating.

An Qiao couldn't help but ask, "Hello shopkeepers, do you know where to buy Yunnan ham? Or, can you bring some with you next time you come?"

One of the merchants couldn't help but ask, "Are you talking about pickled pork?"

"Yes, yes, that kind, usually the hind legs of a pig." An Qiao answered immediately.

"We sell it over there, but not many people are buying it. No one expected that people from outside would buy it. It's basically the meat that every household pickles after slaughtering pork during the Chinese New Year. It's pickled and hung up during the Chinese New Year, and can be eaten in summer or autumn." The businessman replied again.

"Then can the shopkeeper bring some for me next time he comes?" An Qiao asked.

"Of course you can, but the next time you come will probably be after the Mid-Autumn Festival." Because the businessman was embarrassed to touch his head, he heard that the young lady went to the dock this morning and most of the ingredients she bought were to be used to make Mid-Autumn Festival gift boxes.

"Okay, then thank you very much, boss." An Qiao was still a little disappointed, but she thought that ham can not only be used to make mooncakes, but also be eaten in many other ways.

He added, "Whenever the shopkeeper comes, please bring some to me. If I don't go to the dock, you can deliver it directly to the restaurant. As long as the quality is good, I will accept it."

The businessman nodded and smiled at An Qiao again. Although not many families sold this thing, many families would keep it for themselves, but it was not uncommon.

I should be able to make some money by collecting them for a few days. After all, every household knows how to pickle them, and no one has thought of selling them outside.

After finishing their meal, the businessmen went to the grocery store to buy some canned food and sauces, and then returned to the dock.

An Qiao wanted to try her luck again, maybe there would be a merchant selling ham at the next market.

Anyway, just finish the task at hand.