sbdcsierra Chapter 31 Kyoto's First Restaurant with Subsidiaries
Chapter 31 Kyoto's First Restaurant with Subsidiaries
The Kyoto restaurant on the other side was still busy all day long. As the three meals of the day were all planned, everyone in the restaurant was doing their job and everything was in order, making it seem a lot more peaceful and leisurely.
Many of the fruits and vegetables planted earlier have ripened. In addition, the past month has been the season for fruits and vegetables to ripen, so there are countless peaches, plums, and lychees in the yard.
An Qiao watched as canned food and sauces were made.
With all this, even the house couldn't hold all the food. An Qiao decided to buy a shop to sell sauces and canned foods. Anyway, restaurants in Kyoto couldn't handle so many sauces.
Just when she was thinking about going out to find a dental clinic to buy a small shop, she heard a "bang" outside. Just when An Qiao was about to ask the people outside to be more careful when entering and leaving, she heard a slightly rough male voice saying, "Boss, come out here. What kind of rubbish did you make? My brother vomited and had diarrhea from eating it. Boss, you must give me an explanation today!"
Has the troublemaker finally arrived?
This month, Kyoto restaurants have become more and more popular. Those shopkeepers who used to look down on them have been coming to inquire about and make purchases again and again. Has it become so popular now?
An Qiao had no choice but to open the door and walk towards the main hall.
I saw a man with a distorted face lying on the ground, groaning “Ouch, ouch” continuously.
"Sir, what's going on?" An Qiao walked a few steps closer and looked at the man.
"How dare you ask! You must be the young lady who owns this Kyoto restaurant. You look pretty delicate and tender. Otherwise, just obey me and I will let go of your shop." The burly man looked at An Qiao teasingly.
An Qiao suppressed her anger and asked calmly, "You said your brother was poisoned in our restaurant. May I ask what he ate, when he came, and when he became ill?"
The man was obviously stunned. He didn't expect An Qiao to be so calm. She didn't show any fear at all and was even a little aggressive.
"Why do you care when my brother came to eat? He got sick from eating in your store. Do you dare to deny it?" The man glared at the man on the ground. The brother began to roll over and over on the ground, screaming that it hurt so much.
After a while, Koi entered the courtyard with an old man with a full white beard.
"It just so happens that your brother is sick, so we called a doctor to see what's wrong with him so that I can pay for your medical expenses." An Qiao didn't even look at the man on the ground, but walked forward to greet the doctor.
"Don't even think about doing anything to my brother. Where did this doctor come from? Who knows if he's a good guy or a bad guy? What if you bribe him?" The burly man was still resisting with sharp voices.
An Qiao had already realized that the man on the ground was fine, otherwise he wouldn't have been twisting and turning on the ground, but his face was ruddy, and he didn't look like someone who was poisoned at all. She had called Jinli out to find a doctor early, but who knew that these two rascals were still twisting and turning on the ground.
"Well, we have to say something for Miss An. This doctor is an old doctor in Hongdetang and the patriarch of their Hong family. How could he compromise his medical ethics for a young lady?" A loyal diner nearby couldn't help but speak up.
Everyone saw that there was something fishy about this matter, and they all spoke up, "That's right. Besides, I think your brother is fine, and he looks better than me."
"That's right. And the more I look at you two, the more familiar you look. I feel like I've seen you somewhere before."
"Hey, aren't these Li Laizi and his brother Li Pozi from West Street? These two are veteran actors. They always take on this kind of work and never feel tired."
"It doesn't matter if I'm exhausted, I'm just making dirty money, and I'm not afraid of shortening my life."
Seeing that many people recognized the newcomers, An Qiao couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Although she didn't know the origins of these two people, she could tell at a glance that their poor acting skills were not even as good as those of the 18th-tier celebrities of later generations.
After resolving this little incident, An Qiao changed into new clothes and went out.
Autumn is coming soon, and restaurants can start making crabs, stewed chicken and other foods again, but the most urgent task now is to find a small shop to sell some side products, such as the sauces and canned foods mentioned earlier, as well as the subsequent solar term gift boxes, pastry sets and so on.
I went to the dental office where I had bought the person before, looked at the thick stack of property deeds, and finally chose a small shop not far from the restaurant, which only had a small room.
An Qiao planned to build a small storefront, leaving only a place for customers to stand, and then the counter. The back of the counter would be filled with cabinets, leaving only one person to watch the store, which would save time and effort, and also make some money.
After buying the shop, An Qiao immediately went to the bookstore where she had asked the scholar to write for her before, and ordered several thousand small labels. She originally planned to stick them directly on the jars, but she was afraid that the jars were the same and someone would buy them back to recycle them and then sell them.
I had to customize all kinds of jars again. For other sauces, it was okay to just customize ordinary jars, but for canned fruits, if they were packed in black jars, it might look a bit ugly, so I customized a batch of glass jars.
This jar is very expensive. In this era, colored glass is still a rare commodity. An Qiao's batch of jars is almost more expensive than that of the shop, so An Qiao also quietly raised the price of this can.
I also asked a carpenter to customize a few large shelves. Tomorrow, when the mason is finished, I will stick the wood on the counter and it will be done.
Anqiao has maintained the wild style of her Kyoto restaurant, focusing on being casual yet beautiful.
At this rate, as long as the jars are customized, they can open for business, and they can sell gift boxes during the Mid-Autumn Festival. An Qiao has thought it through. She has never eaten snowy mooncakes since she traveled through time. This year is a good time to try it.
After being busy all day, An Qiao finally ended her fatigue and returned to the restaurant.
It’s time for the midnight snack again. Nowadays, midnight snacks are becoming more and more popular. An Qiao felt that this midnight snack should have some characteristics, so she made an ancient version of “omakase”.
Diners pay, and Anqiao will prepare food for them in the amount they pay. Diners only need to specify whether they want spicy or light food tonight, and tell them if there is anything they cannot eat, and Anqiao will be able to prepare it.
Therefore, this midnight snack became a more praised meal, and many people even came to eat it.
In this short month, An Qiao has heard a lot of gossip, such as which girl is engaged to which boy, which boy was beaten for not coming home at night, and which family has an accident in the backyard...
It can be said to be countless.
Tonight, a little guest came to the restaurant, a little beggar.
He timidly took out two copper coins from his dirty pocket and said, "Fairy sister, I heard that you can get food as long as you pay. My sister is really hungry. Can you please give her some food? My sister is very young and she doesn't eat much. The food you make for her will be enough for her."