I'm not worried about traveling through a farmer's house. I made my fortune by farming.

Lin Yunchu rested for a long time and finally recovered. He asked Manager Zhou about the situation in the restaurant just when he entered the restaurant.

She glanced at the lobby on the first floor and saw that there were not many customers. It was completely different from the bustling scene on weekdays and seemed much quieter.

Manager Zhou was not surprised when he heard Lin Yunchu's words. Lin Yunchu was now cooperating with Xue Jingran, so it was normal for him to ask about the situation of the restaurant. There was nothing wrong with it.

Moreover, most of the restaurants in the town are in this situation now. Even if he intends to conceal it, as long as Lin Yunchu is willing to look around, he will be able to see it.

Shopkeeper Zhou cleared his throat and slowly said to Lin Yunchu, "You saw what happened in the lobby just now. It's very cold now, and everyone is trying not to go out. Most of the people who come to the restaurant are here just to have a bite."

This is the situation in the restaurant every winter. Manager Zhou has become accustomed to it and doesn't think there is anything wrong. Moreover, the situation this year is better than in previous years.

The guests missed Yipintang's signature dishes because they hadn't eaten them for a while. They all came for these signature dishes. The owner didn't say much, but just hoped that the cold weather would end soon.

When spring comes and the weather gets warmer, more people go out.

Thinking about the mushrooms that Lin Yunchu sent this year, many customers are still asking about them. Now I am just waiting for the mushrooms to come out. Then I won’t have to worry about not having customers coming.

Shopkeeper Zhou had a smile on his face, and there was more eagerness in his eyes as he looked at Lin Yunchu.

Lin Yunchu held a cup of hot tea in her hand, and the curling mist filled the air in front of her. She blew on it gently and took a sip. It was really warm.

Listening to what Shopkeeper Zhou said, Lin Yunchu nodded. It was indeed a bit cold to go out at this time. There were many poor families who probably didn't even have cotton clothes to keep warm. They could only stay at home and burn firewood to keep warm. Naturally, fewer people went out.

The wealthy gentry in the town have plenty of money at home, and they all have their own cooks, so there's no need for them to go out and suffer the cold unless there's something more attractive outside.

Lin Yunchu's gaze shifted slightly, finally stopping on the jar of hot pot base she placed on the table. His eyes flickered slightly, a hint of a smile flashed across his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and an idea instantly came to his mind.

Thinking that Xue Jingran should be here soon, and since they were going to eat hotpot, she had to go to the kitchen to prepare the dishes first.

"Uncle Zhou, I'll go to the kitchen and prepare."

Lin Yunchu handed the gloves in his hand to Lin Changting, reached out to take the jar of hot pot base he brought with him, and walked towards the kitchen as if he knew the way.

As soon as the chefs in the backyard saw Lin Yunchu, they were overjoyed and immediately surrounded him, asking questions one after another.

It was so cold today, and I thought Lin Yunchu would wait until the spring when the weather got warmer before coming to town. I didn't expect to see her appear in Yipin Pavilion today.

After Lin Yunchu responded to everyone, he walked around in the kitchen and nodded with satisfaction. Yipin Pavilion was indeed a big restaurant, although there were not many customers at the moment.

However, there are still a lot of dishes prepared in the kitchen, including chicken, duck, fish, meat, and various dishes suitable for hot pot.

Lin Yunchu lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her head and waved to the two chefs closest to her.

Seeing this, the two chefs immediately came over to Lin Yunchu and lowered their heads to listen to her instructions.

Lin Yunchu whispered to the two of them for a while, told them how to make fish balls, and asked them to help prepare some.

Then Lin Yunchu sliced ​​some more fish, marinated them and placed them on a plate.

Then he took a few potatoes he had brought, washed them, peeled them and cut them into slices.

Everyone in the kitchen looked at Lin Yunchu and the two chefs busy at work, wanting to go forward to help, but they didn't know how, so they could only stand aside and stare.

Moreover, all the things Lin Yunchu prepared were placed on plates, and it didn't look like they were going to be cooked. He became more and more confused. What delicious food was he going to make today? Why was the method different from what he usually saw?

After a while, a table full of dishes was placed on the table. Lin Yunchu thought it was almost ready, so he just needed to cook the hot pot base.

When the aroma of the hot pot wafted out and filled the entire kitchen, the people who had just been there widened their eyes and sniffed fiercely at the hot pot base in the pot that looked like a pot of soup.

I couldn't help swallowing. What on earth was this thing? Why did it taste so strange? But I couldn't help the urge to try it.

"Miss Lin, what are you cooking today? How do you fry these dishes you just prepared? And what kind of soup is this?"

One of the chefs couldn't help but point at the boiling hot pot base and asked Lin Yunchu.

He looked for a long time but couldn't figure out what it was. After working for a while, he saw that Lin Yunchu was missing a pot of soup, and he was suddenly confused.

A pot of soup?

Lin Yunchu was a little stunned, then looked at the hot pot he was pointing at, blinked his eyes, and suddenly felt a little amused.

"Hehehe..."

Lin Yunchu covered her mouth and laughed softly. She was familiar with the people in the kitchen of Yipintang, so she didn't worry too much.

Hearing Lin Yunchu's laughter, the person who had just asked Lin Yunchu a question felt a little embarrassed. His face turned slightly red and he smiled "hehe" with a hint of embarrassment.

Could he be wrong? This just looks like a pot of soup, right?

Although it is different from the soup he usually makes, it looks like a pot of soup. No other dishes are fried. I don’t know when Lin Yunchu plans to start cooking. He even wants to take a sneak peek.

Lin Yunchu's craftsmanship is really amazing. It's a blessing for him to be able to take a few more glances.

"This isn't soup. I brought it here specially for Master Xue today. It's called hot pot."

Lin Yunchu paused for a moment, then continued, "These dishes aren't meant to be fried, they're meant to be hotpoted here."

After saying that, he quickly prepared the dipping sauce and everything was done.

"The amount of base I prepared this time is a little small. Next time you come, I will prepare more so that you can all try it."

Lin Yunchu explained to everyone with a smile that they came in a hurry this time and did not prepare much hot pot base. Next time, he could prepare more and bring some over so that they could take it home and try it.

She made the hot pot base herself and just had to bring it home and add water and cook it. It wasn't a big deal. Besides, they were watching her prepare the dishes today, so she didn't need to say anything more.

When everyone heard Lin Yunchu's polite words, they nodded hurriedly. Every time Lin Yunchu made a new dish, he would leave some for them to try.