Time Travel: A Fisherwoman Goes to the Sea to Raise a Baby

It’s a pity that those who came last night learned their lesson when they came again today.

I brought some wine with me.

Guan Hongtian shouted for a long time before he sold a small pot of wine, which was in stark contrast to the previous sales.

The Xu siblings smiled brightly, and Guan Hongtian's face suddenly became a little ugly.

"Sister Yiyi, I told you that you're not worried at all. Did you expect his business to be bad?"

Xu Anyang went to serve the guests on a plate of grilled fish wrapped in cloth, and when he came back he saw Guan Hongtian sighing.

"His winery used to have good business, but it's been bad since the previous owner passed away. Why is that? Guan Hongtian is quite good at business. He's very good at chatting with customers and never offends them. If he can do that and still have bad business, it means his wine is not good."

Xu Yiyi was watching this last night. Most of the customers who bought his wine had a bad reaction, and some even waved and walked away after seeing him in person.

I asked around when I came here this morning and found out that his winery used to be the best-performing one in town.

The old owner's wine-making skills are superb, and even people from the city come here to buy wine.

Guan Hongtian was a son-in-law and was not trusted by the old abbot at first, but he was good at pretending. He had been humble and submissive in the Wu family for several years after marriage. In addition, Mrs. Wu was in poor health and could not have children, so he did not despise her.

The old master then agreed to teach him the wine-making skills. In order to prevent Guan Hongtian from wasting his time after his death, the old master taught his daughter the most core techniques.

In this way, even after his death, if Guan Hongtian treats his daughter badly, his daughter will have a skill to rely on and will not have to rely on her husband for a living.

The old abbot treated his daughter well, but his daughter was not very ambitious.

Because they didn't study seriously, both of them learned half of it, and the old abbot passed away.

Madam Wu looked at the endless stream of people coming to Xu Yiyi's side, and then saw that there was no one at her own stall.

Her face turned darker and darker, and she almost hurt her baby son in her arms.

A bowl of seafood fried noodles was full of steam. Mr. Xiang smelled the aroma when he came here. He swallowed his saliva inadvertently and straightened his face. Who was that old-fashioned man again?

"Sir, you're here! My eldest sister left you some sea urchins that you like... Oh, no, Uncle Qingshan said this is stone urchins, and they're delicious with fried rice too."

Xiang Yu nodded with feigned reserve and sat down.

Ayuan doesn't have the concentration of his husband, and his eyes are almost drifting to the iron plate.

Xu Yiyi brought over a plate of fried squid and sat down.

"I heard from Sanchuan that Mr. Xiang is willing to rent his gatehouse to us..."

Before she could finish her words, Xiang Yu interrupted her immediately.

"I didn't say rent, I just lent it to you. Of course, it's not free. From now on, Ayuan and I won't pay for food when we come to your place."

The old man was quite particular. He would always set out his usual tableware when eating at a street stall. A Yuan just had to wash her table.

Watching him slowly pick up a piece of squid with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, chewing it slowly, the taste of the squid burst out in his mouth.

Suddenly, his expression became happy.

"You don't have to pay for the food at my stall, but that's because you're Mr. Sanchuan."

The implication is that you still have to pay to use his concierge service.

Xiang Yu confiscated Sanchuan's tuition and also accepted Sihai as his student.

Although he hasn't gone to school yet, this matter has been decided. When Sihai turns four next year, he will also go to school.

"I can't stand you saying that anymore. If you keep talking like that, I'll have to pay you for food."

Xiang Yu glanced at him sideways, with a hint of a lesson in mind.

After hearing this, Xu Yiyi didn't say much and just accepted the gentleman's kindness.

"Sister, please come back soon. I can't stand it anymore."

Er'er was busy cooking porridge. When a guest ordered some fish, she thought that her elder sister's cooking looked simple.

Seeing that the elder sister was chatting enthusiastically with Mr. Xiang, he didn't call anyone.

He started cooking himself, while Sanchuan was lighting the fire below, and when the oil splashed, he almost burned his hand.

The temperature on the iron plate was very high, and the fish became burnt as soon as it was put on.

There was a burnt smell mixed with the aroma of food, which was inexplicably familiar and slightly burning.

Xu Yiyi came over and saw that the moisture on the fish was not wiped off after being processed, and Sanchuan’s fire was too big.

Er Er was a little embarrassed, and the people watching beside her couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Xu Yiyi shoveled the two fish off the iron plate, scraped the iron shovel twice to scrape off the fish skin stuck on the plate, and then wiped it again with a rag.

Apply a small spoonful of oil on it, then put the fish that has been wiped clean of water on it. The fried fish will be particularly beautiful.

"Sister, I always thought you used a rag to clean the fish because you were a clean person, but I didn't expect there was another reason."

Xu Yiyi wiped the fish that A Yue had processed from the wooden barrel dry one by one and placed them on the iron plate. The whole barrel of sea urchins was sold out.

There were some shrimps, crabs and squids left. Xu Yiyi asked Er'er to go to the tofu stall and buy a piece of tofu. The uncle at the pork stall was about to close the stall and saw that there were still some things left.

He strolled over immediately.

"I still have some ribs and intestines left over, and a little over four pounds of pork belly. I was originally going to take them back home, but unfortunately my wife and the kids went back to her parents' house for a drink, and I'm too lazy to cook on my own. I'd like to trade them with you. Would you mind giving me something to eat?"

When Xu Yiyi just came out of the night stall, he wanted to come over after smelling the food, but unfortunately his wife thought it was a waste of money and didn't let him come.

This overbearing fragrance tonight once again aroused the gluttony in his stomach.

Her wife would come back to count the money from the stall sales and ask him to use the money to buy things. If that didn't work, she would just give him some meat and say he ate it himself.

This way you can have delicious food without getting scolded.

Xu Yiyi and the others had eaten early and were now hungry.

I took a look at the meat that the uncle from the pork stall brought over. Maybe he was keeping it for his own consumption, so the quality was very good.

He nodded in agreement.

"We didn't bring a machete, so you have to help us cut these ribs."

"No problem. I have both a bone-cutting knife and a meat-cutting knife. Do you want me to help you cut up the pork belly?"

The uncle at the pork stall has been selling pork for more than ten years. Apart from anything else, he has excellent knife skills in cutting meat and is very strong. It is difficult for ordinary people to chop ribs, but he can do it in just a few strokes.

The pork belly was cut into uniform thickness, not too thin nor too thick, and was just right for frying on the iron plate.

Xu Yiyi rinsed the ribs and pork belly twice in a wooden barrel, and then put them in a clay pot for grilling fish. The pork belly, weighing more than four pounds, was quite a large portion.

Then scoop two large spoonfuls of minced ginger and minced garlic from the seasoning rack next to it, add chopped green onions and coriander, and marinate with barbecue sauce and pepper powder.

The remaining pig intestines are not easy to clean, so I will leave them aside and take them home later.

The fried fish was transferred to a clay pot and added with various side dishes. One of the six fish was kept for our family and one was given to the uncle who bought the pork.

The rest was left for the guests to take away.

She is a good cook and many people come to her to eat. The restaurant owners in the town noticed that the drunkards who used to come here were now nowhere to be seen, and they were a little puzzled.