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

Before that, several big men skillfully poured various colored stones and powders into the alchemy furnace, lit the fire, added water, and everything else was ready.

Unfortunately, the furnace exploded after a while.

There was no expression on the man's face, as if he was used to the explosion of the alchemy furnace. He turned around silently and moved out a furnace from the hut behind him, continuing the previous action.

Gu Qingyun gestured to the few people to move forward, and they tiptoed forward along the mountainside and made a complete circle. This village had everything for farming, eating, drinking, defecating, refining medicine, practicing martial arts... It seemed that everything that existed in the capital was available here.

But the strange thing is that many men have blank expressions on their faces, and many women will be stopped by guards as soon as they start chatting. However, if they stop what they are doing or act too painful or impatient, they will be whipped by the guards with whips.

Everything is harmonious and strange. Often the valley is so quiet that only the sounds of birds and animals can be heard.

Is this the reason why they seem to be living and working in peace and contentment?

Everything seemed to be controlled by someone. They seemed to have lost their self-awareness and only knew how to silently carry out the assigned tasks.

The people in Dali Temple squatted there until noon, when they saw a steady stream of girls aged thirteen or fourteen coming from the direction of the kitchen, with their heads lowered, carrying dishes and entering the large buildings.

"The person here should be of very high status. Maybe the entire village is serving him alone." Zhao Huaiqing lowered his voice and spoke in a low voice.

"The leader of the Tiandi Cult? I wonder if he has other strongholds. Let's try to follow a few unfamiliar beggars tomorrow." Gu Qingyun said again, if he can hide in one village, why can't he hide others?

Just as Gu Qingyun was about to ask a few people to leave, he heard the Rehmannia master who had made the sound in the morning imitating the sound of an elephant. Soon, all the expressionless faces changed to ones of admiration and went towards the mansion.

After everyone was either kneeling or sitting, a sedan chair was carried out, and no one could see what was going on inside.

Only a young girl's voice was heard from inside, "Dear believers, have you prayed for the coming of the gods today..."

Her voice was soft and penetrating, and her deliberately slowed tone and smooth delivery made it seem a little confusing.

He talked on and on for a long time, mostly about their Tiandi Religion. I don't know if the people kneeling below took it to heart, but at least everyone behaved very respectfully. No one slept, and no one spoke. It was as quiet as if it was set.

"Give me the elixir!" When Master Rehmannia saw that the girl had finished speaking, he crawled forward and kowtowed before turning around and saying.

Soon a girl presented a bottle of pills, which were packed in a jade bottle. The girl opened the bottle and gave one to each person.

Everyone put it into their mouths skillfully. The girl saw it and smiled contentedly, "Master, everyone has eaten it."

The girl then muttered a bunch of nonsense and then went back to the mansion in the sedan chair.

"Why are you so weird? This medicine is made of stones and various dusts. Can you eat it?" Xinhai said with disdain.

"No matter whether they can eat it or not, it seems that they are enjoying it very much. Let's go. There are so many people here, we can't alert them. Let's go back and report to the Dali Temple." Gu Qingyun glanced down again and said to them.

For fear of alerting the enemy, the few people did not return along the same route, but took a long detour. When they returned to the city, it was already evening.

Gu Qingyun had no time to eat and drink today. He sat down and began to write today's memorial. In addition to reporting to the Dali Temple Minister, he also had to submit the memorial directly to the Emperor.

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On the other side, An Qiao had just had some free time.

Today I went to a milk tea shop and taught a few people how to make new pastries. After failing many times, I finally made some crooked ones.

There is no other way. It seems that I can only find someone to make pastries specifically, otherwise I won’t be able to manage several shops by myself.

The milk tea shop has had good sales recently, and Anqiao has done a lot of gimmicks to attract quite a few customers.

In addition to milk tea, Anqiao also made a lot of Tremella soup and bird's nest porridge... In short, these are things that ladies like, they can beautify and nourish the skin, and there is no one who doesn't like them.

There were plays on the stage every day, and the window rooms on the second floor became popular.

Yesterday, Madam Li and Madam Wang almost had a fight. Madam Li wanted to entertain her sisters, and Madam Wang's younger sister came over. They both wanted to listen to a play, so they started quarreling while standing at the door.

In the end, Yu Dong was smart. He sent some food to each of the two ladies and arranged for them to stay in a window room. Only then did the two ladies give up.

However, Mrs. Wang, whose vision was slightly poor, still did not want to let Mrs. Li go. She grumbled indignantly all day long, and when she left, she even stepped on Mrs. Li's newly embroidered peony shoes.

When Yu Dong came to report in the evening, An Qiao couldn't help laughing. She first praised Yu Dong for his good work, and then gave him an idea, "If you encounter this kind of situation in the future, you can judge who can enter the room with a better view based on the stamps collected. If you still want to argue, you can use the stamps to exchange for the right of priority. If both of you have stamps, and they have almost the same number, you can play some small games to prevent everyone from arguing directly."

An Qiao took out the chessboard that she had made a few days ago when she wanted to play Monopoly, and introduced the rules of the game to Yu Dong.

Yu Dong's eyes lit up, "Young lady, how did you make this novel thing?"

"It's just my own idea. If you give it to me and the response is good, I'll make more. Then the customers who come to the store to drink milk tea will have something to play with." An Qiao gave the finished chessboard and chess pieces to Yu Dong.

Yu Dong said without thinking, "This will definitely be liked by many people. They said that if they keep playing in the store, they will keep ordering food. The young lady is really smart."

An Qiao also felt that many people would like it, and teahouses were also very suitable for such things. "I will ask the carpenter to customize more tomorrow. By then, there will be more varieties and more quantities. It won't be necessary to fight over a chessboard, let alone a private room."

Yu Dong nodded, put away the chessboard like a treasure, and said goodbye to An Qiao.

An Qiao quickly thought about the board games she had played in her previous life, and planned to find someone to make them tomorrow.

Although ancient people generally thought this thing was novel, only wealthy people would buy it home to play with.

An Qiao was used to engraving her own name on this kind of things. When she finds a craftsman to make them tomorrow, she will specially engrave the Kyoto chain store's logo on each one.

Even if someone wants to make it themselves and sell it, it will be uneconomical due to the high cost. An Qiao plans to sell it in the milk tea shop, so that those who buy it from other places will definitely be pirated copies, and she is not afraid of others learning from her.

There was no awareness of copyright protection in this era, so even if someone asked the carpenter to do it, she couldn't stop him. After all, it was easy to buy out a carpenter, but it was too difficult to buy out all the carpenters in the world.