You are unlucky and I am tough

Cheng Shuang wanted to know how the county magistrate was doing in finding medicine, but it was not convenient for her to go to the county government office to inquire, so she went directly to Baicaotang.

Doctor Tao had two apprentices who followed him to look for medicine. She asked Doctor Tao and learned that in the past twenty days, County Magistrate Zheng had sent out yamen runners, young and strong men from several villages, and recruited doctors, totaling more than three hundred people, to continuously go into the surrounding mountains.

I have only been busy for more than 20 days, and although I have gained some results, it is still far from enough.

The rumors they secretly spread among the beggars and gangsters in the county town also spread. Even Doctor Tao heard about it. He said that a miracle doctor had come to Qushan County and could cure all kinds of diseases. He had even cured headaches that no one had been able to cure for hundreds of years. Even the county magistrate organized people to help find medicine.

In short, the miracle doctor was described as miraculous. He not only had medical skills, but also knew astronomy, geography, and feng shui. He even asserted that there was a mineral vein in Qushan County, and it was a large mine.

The two were very satisfied with the results of their investigation and left Baicaotang in a good mood.

It was already lunchtime, and as they passed Taibai Tower again, Cheng Shuang suggested, "How about we go in for lunch?"

Wei Qinglang agreed, and the two of them found a place to park the donkey cart and stepped into Taibai Tower.

It was dinner time and the building was bustling with guests. The waiters serving the dishes were busy shuttling around. The air was filled with the rich aroma of food and wine, and the sounds of noise, laughter, and stringed instruments were intertwined.

There is also a stage in the center of the lobby. Dancers in red clothes dance barefoot on the stage, attracting cheers from the guests in the lobby.

A sharp-eyed waiter saw the guests coming in and immediately came forward to greet them warmly, "Sirs, please come in. Do you have a reservation? If not, the only table left is downstairs."

Wei Qinglang shook his head. "No, just find us an empty table in the lobby."

The waiter threw the rag over his shoulder and said, "Okay, both of you follow me."

The two followed the waiter in and did not see Manager Meng at the counter, but they saw that there were stir-fried large intestines with sauerkraut on several tables.

Cheng Shuang even saw a table being served a dish of pickled fish fillet. The chef in the building was quick enough to make a new dish.

The two of them sat down, and the waiter came up respectfully with the menu. "What would you like to eat? We have new dishes today: stir-fried pork intestines with pickled cabbage, black fish fillet in sour soup, and pickled cabbage chicken pot. Everyone who has tried them raves about them. Would you like to have one?"

Wei Qinglang took the new menu, which only had three dishes written on it: stir-fried pork intestines with sauerkraut, 400 wen for a non-spicy dish and 500 wen for a spicy dish.

Black fish fillet in sour soup costs 600 wen, and sauerkraut chicken stew costs 800 wen.

He handed it to Cheng Shuang after reading it. Cheng Shuang's eyes widened. Wow, this ancient restaurant really made money. Assuming a portion of half a pound of pickled cabbage and half a pound of pig intestines, the total cost was less than 20 wen, but it sold for 400 wen.

As expected, no matter what era, the catering industry always makes huge profits.

Cheng Shuang flipped through the menu and ordered, "Sour cabbage and pork intestines, one stir-fried beef, and one serving of seasonal vegetables, that's all."

Anyway, she is not short of money now, so she wants to see how big the difference is between the chef’s cooking and hers.

While waiting for the food to be served, the two watched the dancers in the lobby and thought they danced quite well. The girls were also good-looking. A few customers kept staring at them with lustful eyes.

"Waiter, give me another serving of stir-fried pork intestines with pickled mustard greens, and make it a little spicier."

A table of guests, perhaps a little tipsy, suddenly started shouting. The waiter rushed over and said, "Sir, I'm so sorry, we've sold out of the spicy food today."

The customer was dissatisfied and started to yell, "They sold out so quickly, what kind of restaurant do you have?"

The waiter kept apologizing and finally gave them an extra portion of non-spicy food.

Cheng Shuang was looking around to watch the fun. Just when he was about to say that the dish was as popular as he expected, he suddenly saw someone at the table was stunned.

She knew that person, no, it should be said that the original owner knew that person.

The hypocrite, Song Hui, who caused the original owner to be branded as a jinx.

Cheng Shuang quickly pulled Wei Qinglang over and said with a gossipy look on her face, "Look, the guy in green clothes at the table, Song Hui, is the one who proposed to the original owner."

Wei Qinglang looked over and raised his eyebrows slightly, "A suitor? She's well dressed but not very good looking."

"He's nothing."

Cheng Shuang snorted coldly, speaking in sympathy for the original owner, "This kind of bastard man is scheming to harm a good woman. He will get his comeuppance sooner or later."

Having said that, she didn't want to have anything to do with this person anymore, so she continued to watch the girls dancing on the stage and wait for the food to be served.

Taibailou serves dishes quite quickly. The stir-fried pork intestines with sauerkraut was still steaming when it was placed on the table. It was obvious that it had just been taken out of the wok over high heat.

White rice was also served at the same time. Cheng Shuang took the chopsticks and tasted it immediately. The chef was worthy of being a chef. She simply explained how to make it, and the rice she made was much better than hers, with a hint of wok flavor in her mouth.

"Try it now." Cheng Shuang quickly handed the chopsticks to Wei Qinglang. "This is the real stir-fry. It's much better than our cooking skills."

Wei Qinglang took a bite and nodded. "Of course he's better than us. Otherwise, how could he be a chef at a big hotel?"

The other two dishes were soon served. After witnessing the skills of a real chef, the two realized once again the shortcomings of their cooking skills. Although there were many innovations, cooking is sometimes a matter of talent. They wished they could have such a great chef to cook for them at home.

"Waiter, another serving of black fish slices in sour soup."

The table next to them asked for more dishes. It was obvious that the pickled cabbage dishes were very popular. Wei Qinglang observed for a while and said, "Taibailou has branches. I know that the owner of the branch in the next county is the son of Manager Meng. If the pickled cabbage sells well, he will definitely share resources with the next store.

We only have 2,000 kilograms of pickled cabbage in total, which is only enough for a few months. The other two restaurants in the village head’s family will be able to consume it all. So should we continue to grow mustard greens?”

Cheng Shuang said, "The villagers should still have some. Some followed the village head's advice and pickled some. Some who couldn't bear to buy salt dried them. Several families took them directly to town to sell. I heard they sold quite well. Some just kept them in the fields and ate them at home."

Cheng Shuang thought for a moment, "How about we go back and harvest the ones that are still in the fields? Then we can plant another crop in August. However, we need to grow other vegetables in our vegetable plots. Otherwise, why not give this money to the villagers and choose two families to grow enough for Taibailou to use for a year?"

Wei Qinglang thought this method was feasible. The money was not much for them, but it was a huge sum for the villagers.

The two began to discuss who would be the most suitable person to find, and finally they agreed that Xu Sanpo and me, Chen, were the most reliable and were also good at growing vegetables.

"what........"

Suddenly a scream interrupted the two people who were concentrating on eating and discussing things. Turning around, they saw a young man who was at the same table with Song Hui actually climbed onto the stage and pulled the dancer off the stage.

It was obvious that the man was drunk. His face was red and his eyes were blurry. He touched the girl inappropriately and insisted that she sit down and have a few drinks with him, which scared the dancer so much that she turned pale.

Some guests were pointing and talking, and some who couldn't see through the situation tried to stop him, but were cursed back by the drunk.

A waiter came running over and tried to help the man to rescue the dancer, but was kicked to the ground.

The other guests began to accuse the man of being drunk and causing trouble, and asked the restaurant to kick him out immediately. When the commotion started, Song Hui stood up and poured a glass of water on the man's face.

He said sternly, "Brother Liang, in broad daylight, where have you read the sages' books? Such behavior is truly disrespectful."

Brother Liang was stunned for a moment, as if he was suddenly awakened by his scolding. He let go of the dancer, wiped his face and sat back dejectedly. However, his acting skills were really bad, and Cheng Shuang, who was watching the show, wanted to laugh.

Song Hui bowed to the dancer with an apologetic look on his face, "My friend offended the young lady, I hope you will forgive me."

The dancer timidly looked up at him and then lowered her head again, saying gratefully, "Thank you, sir, for helping me out."

Song Hui smiled and handed over a handkerchief. "Wipe the water off your shoulders. You dance very well. Keep dancing."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to his seat, acting like a gentleman.

By the time the restaurant manager finally arrived, the situation had calmed down and the guests at the surrounding tables were all praising Song Hui.

He raised his glass to everyone with a smile, and suddenly saw Cheng Shuang who was two tables away from him, and was stunned for a moment.