Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

"Then tell me, how much money do you want to borrow from me?" Jiang's mother waited for a while, but she didn't see her come to ask her for money, so she became curious.

Xia Zhenying shook her head: "Aunt, we can only figure this out after we decide what food to sell."

"You are quite a smart child." Mother Jiang turned and went in. She thought about how when she first saw her niece the day before yesterday, she thought she was a timid girl. Unexpectedly, she was wrong.

"hey-hey."

Xia Zhenying smiled innocently, then bowed earnestly to Jiang Shangxian: "Cousin, I just went out to buy some food. I can cook, but I'm not good at breakfast. I'd like to trouble you to take care of it."

This is purely self-flattering.

There weren't many dishes she could cook, mainly because by the time she started to need to cook for herself, the Xia family had already begun to go downhill, their financial conditions were getting worse and worse, and most of the family's money was spent on medical treatment and medicine.

There weren't many dishes at home, and no one taught her, so she had to rely on her own imagination. Only then could she go from just stir-frying the dishes at the beginning to slowly pursuing the flavor.

Of course, the taste is just average, and it is still a bit far from the standard of the stall.

The land and water shape the people, so the breakfast in Chuzhou is naturally different from that in Chang'an.

For example, in the morning they prefer to eat wontons, salty tofu pudding, salty soy milk, sesame balls, scallion stew, sugar-coated sesame cakes, and vegetarian roast goose...

But she doesn't know how to do any of these. The breakfast for the Xia family that she is in charge of is usually various kinds of porridge with pickles.

After learning about her cooking skills, Jiang Shangxian thought to himself: Too careless!

This is not cooking skill at all, it is a forced skill needed for survival.

With what she knows, who would be stupid enough to spend money to buy it outside?

Jiang Shangxian was worried and began to think about what kind of food he should make as an individual business owner who was about to obtain 20% of the shares, which was not available in Changan and was delicious.

After the whole family got up, they learned about Xia Zhenying's idea, but Old Lady Xia was a little hesitant. She was mainly afraid that Xia Zhenying would not be able to make money and would lose all the money.

"How can you guarantee making money in business? You're not God's own daughter." Jiang's mother didn't care. When Jiang Shangxian wanted to use the money to open a braised mutton stall, she had the same idea as her mother, but facts proved that this thing could be done.

"Mother, you don't know, Niannu's craftsmanship is very good. As long as this girl works hard, even if she can't make a lot of money, she can still make a living. But Zhenying will have to work hard."

Jiang's mother absolutely supports this matter. As long as she can make money, everything else is fine. If Xia Zhenying starts working and can't get up at night and can't bear the hardship, she will also force her to get up and work!

After hearing what she said, although Mrs. Xia was still a little worried, she didn't say anything in the end.

If I could find a way to make a living, it would be better than eating free meals at my daughter's house every day.

If you are lucky, it would be even better if you can save up enough for a dowry!

Jiang Wangri ate heartily. As a child, he liked to eat a variety of foods to satisfy his cravings. He would occasionally cast a pitying glance at Xia Zhenying: "Cousin, you're so stupid. Setting up a stall at the door, won't you be watched all the time? I can't even sleep at night. His mutton stall is still better."

Since he had decided to do it, Jiang Shangxian began to think about it seriously. China is a vast land with rich resources. Each place has its own customs. There are 23 provinces, 5 autonomous regions, 4 municipalities and 2 special administrative regions in the country. There are too many things to eat for breakfast.

She has to carefully choose one that suits the public's taste, that can be made at home and sold, and that minimizes costs.

Jiang Shangxian had just finished the lunch rush and walked to the front hall, which was now empty. She found a corner to sit down and enjoy her iced glass while waiting for the staff meal when a waiter came over and whispered to her, "Master Jiang, there's a young woman outside looking for you."

"Young lady?" Could it be that Xia Zhenying came here to investigate the market? Isn't this a bit too far?

Thinking of this, Jiang Shangxian got up and went outside, but it was Wu Sanniang.

"Hey, Sanniang, are you okay?"

Having been thinking about her for the past two days, Jiang Shangxian was overjoyed and stepped forward to hold her hand: "I was just thinking of going to check it out after lunch. I've been there twice already, and there are always people guarding the Golden Dream!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Sanniang withdrew her hand with a rather arrogant air, turned her back to the side, tilted her head slightly, and said angrily, "How can it be good? You've caused me so much trouble. You don't know that the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple asked me to go see a dead body in the dead of night. I almost got seriously scared."

"My fault, my fault."

Jiang Shangxian eagerly followed her, shamelessly pulling her hand again, and smiled in a very flattering manner: "Good Sanniang, this is my fault. Have you eaten yet? How about I treat you to a meal? The food at Lexianlou is delicious!"

I really shed a tear for myself. My salary hasn't even been paid yet, and I'm already spending money in the company. What do you call this?

The company earns money and the company spends it, but once you leave, you want to take it home!

Wu Sanniang didn't pull her hand back this time. She pouted and looked up at the sun and said, "It's so sunny, and you didn't even invite me in to sit down. I guess you look down on my status."

"Oh my god!" Jiang Shangxian's face wrinkled. What the hell!

She tried to defend herself: "No, that's so sad. I was so happy to see you that I forgot about it. Come, come, come with me inside. It's cooler. I'll get you some cherry drink."

As he said this, he pulled Wu Sanniang inside to express his feelings.

To be honest, she and Wu Sanniang were originally just a boss and a customer relationship, but Wu Sanniang always bought more, and she was good-looking and lively, so they could always chat for a while whenever they met.

If it weren't for that unlucky Cui Bianxu, she would not have felt guilty and humbled herself like this.

Look at how servile she was just now. What's the difference between this and having a talk?

"Humph."

Wu Sanniang pulled out a hand, fanned herself with a handkerchief, and pulled her to a shady place on the side: "As for me, I won't go in. With my status, if others knew that you and I were on good terms, I'm afraid they would gossip behind our backs."

Tsk, why can’t I get over this?

Jiang Shangxian closed his eyes and sighed heavily: "That's not true, you just like to imagine things."

What can I do? I'll try to comfort her. It's really annoying. She squeezed the little hand she was holding. Hmm, it's quite soft, but why are there calluses? In a dream of gold powder, I have to do hard labor at work?

As her tender little hands touched it, her thoughts began to wander. She was not a professional, so how could she understand why calluses appeared on certain parts of the body?

"I came here today just to ask you to help me." Wu Sanniang pulled her hand back, put her hands on her hips and stared at her.

"what's up?"

"Someone invited me to dance tonight. Ever since I saw the dead body, I have had no appetite. I always feel that the smell can't be dissipated, it's vague and very pungent. I've been trapped in the building for the past two days and haven't eaten or slept well." As she spoke, she seemed to feel a little pitiful for herself, and raised her hand to press her eyes lightly with a handkerchief.

Jiang Shangxian looked at her perfect makeup and actually wanted to complain. He saw her as soon as he went out just now. That bloody mouth of hers flew into his eyes before he even got close to her.

In order to give the beauty some face by crying, and of course to repay the debt of favor.

Jiang Shangxian pursed his lips into a line, exhaled deeply, and said, "I thought you looked a little haggard. I think it's because you were scared. How about I make some food and bring it to you later?"

However, how can I not be afraid when I see a dead person?