Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

Chapter 78

The three of them had cold noodles for lunch, which were made by Zhong Ruyi. Zhong's mother said that she had never seen noodles served cold, but when they actually ate it, they found it was really delicious.

I brought back the raw noodles I bought at noon, boiled them in hot water, added some sesame oil, mixed them, and set them aside.

Since there was no cucumber, I could only add more coriander. It just so happened that my mother and second brother both loved coriander, so I put chopped green onions, minced garlic, chili powder, and cooked sesame seeds in a bowl, and poured hot oil on it to bring out the aroma.

Add three spoons of soy sauce, three spoons of vinegar, one spoon of sugar, a little salt, and some water, stir well, then pour directly on the cooked noodles. Also add coriander and peanuts, stir everything together and you can eat.

It's sour and spicy, and it's appetizing! It's a pity that there is no soul cucumber, otherwise it would be more delicious.

The second brother ate half of a large bowl of cold noodles, wiped his mouth and said "good!"

Zhong Ruyi said with a smile: "Second brother, is it delicious? Have you never eaten noodles like this?"

"It's delicious! I can eat noodles like this when the weather is hot in the future, so I don't have to sweat when I want to eat noodles in the hot summer."

It is true. Yunzhou has high temperatures all year round. The weather is hot. If you want to eat a bowl of noodles in the summer, you will sweat after eating a hot bowl of noodles. It would be okay in winter, but it would be too painful in the summer.

Mother Zhong also nodded. Making noodles this way is both easy and delicious.

After lunch, the second brother went to rest, and Zhong's mother took out needle and thread to teach her daughter how to do needlework.

Zhong Ruyi was frowning. If she was asked to work in the fields, she could do it, but such delicate work as needlework was really not suitable for her.

After doing needlework for an entire afternoon, Zhong Ruyi felt as if she was seeing double. Finally, it got dark and it was not convenient to light an oil lamp to do needlework.

Only then did Zhong's mother let her go, but she asked her to finish the embroidery she taught her in the afternoon within half a month. After saying this, Zhong's mother went to cook.

The town is different from the village. There is a place to raise chickens, ducks, pigs, etc., and there is also a piece of land to grow vegetables. Life in the town is also simple, unlike in the village where you are busy all year round.

However, there are pros and cons. Living in a town, you have to pay for everything, even water. In the village, not only does every household have a well, but there are at least two streams and rivers at the entrance of the village.

If only the yard was bigger, she could grow some vegetables and raise a few chickens, and her mother wouldn't stare at her and ask her to do needlework.

Zhong Ruyi dropped the needlework in her hands and wanted to go to the kitchen to help, but Zhong's mother saw through her thoughts at a glance and drove her out, telling her that she must be able to embroider a flower skillfully.

Helplessly, she could only go out and fiddle with a pile of wires, while her second brother just sat on the side and watched without being able to help.

After Zhong's mother finished cooking, she thought she could go to bed after dinner, but unexpectedly, Zhong's mother lit an oil lamp and watched her embroider.

While watching, he instructed her, "Where are you embroidering? Pull the thread, it's too loose!"

Zhong Ruyi was very timid and just embroidered whatever her mother told her to do. Fortunately, she was not too stupid and after her mother taught her a lot, she gradually became more confident.

It’s not like when I just started embroidering at noon, my hands were shaking the whole time, the leaves turned into centipedes, and a flower fell apart, the flower didn’t look like a flower, and the leaves didn’t look like leaves.

Although the embroidery was still ugly, at least no one could learn it all at once, not to mention that she had never done it before.

Anyway, there is still time, and Zhong's mother doesn't ask her to be very skilled in embroidery. She just asks her to be able to do it, so that when she gets married, she won't be unable to mend her clothes when they get torn.

The next morning, when the door opened, Zhong Ruyi got up at the same time as her second brother. She loaded several wooden barrels onto the cart for her second brother. Watching him pull the cart away, she was just about to go back to make breakfast so that she could eat it when her second brother came back.

A young man's voice came from behind. Zhong Ruyi turned around and saw a young man in a cross-collared short shirt standing at the door of the store.

Seeing her turn around, the man bent over, bowed and said, "Miss, when can you distribute the Zhongji signs?"

Oh, so you are here to get the badge. You are too early, it’s not even four o’clock yet!

Zhong Ruyi could only persuade him to go back, "Brother, we won't issue the cards until the morning. You're here too early. You should go back and come back later."

The young man smiled helplessly, "Girl, it's not that I came too early, it's that your business is too good. We can't get a sign when we come here normally, and we can't get a chance to get one. If we don't come earlier, we don't know when we can have a bite of braised food."

There was no other way. Zhong Ruyi couldn't give it to him in advance. The agreed time of Chen could only be this time. Otherwise, what would happen if the people who came on time didn't get the badge? Isn't this a mess?

He refused to go back first, so Zhong Ruyi had no choice but to go in and make breakfast. When she came out after breakfast, the young man was still waiting at the door.

Zhong Ruyi told Zhong's mother about this. Zhong's mother thought that since he had come so early, even if she couldn't give him a name card first, she could at least ask him to come in and sit for a while so that he wouldn't have to stand outside for an hour or two.

"Then please ask him to come in and sit down. I'll bring out the steamed buns and soup."

Zhong's mother went out and called him to come in and rest. Zhong Ruyi put a basket of steamed buns and soup on a tray and took them out.

Just as she took it out, she saw Zhong's mother coming back alone. She was a little confused: "Mom, didn't you go out and call that boy to come in and rest for a while? Why did you come back alone?"

Mother Zhong shook her head and said, "He didn't come. He said he was used to it and it wouldn't be a problem. Since he didn't come in, forget it."

That’s fine. She’s been called, but Mother Zhong still took two steamed buns out to fill the boy’s stomach. He got up so early that the breakfast stalls outside haven’t opened yet.

Zhong Ruyi accepted the steamed buns and didn’t think too much about it. The mother and daughter filled their stomachs first. The second brother just happened to come back.

The two men hurried out to help remove the threshold so that the cart could be pushed in smoothly.

When the cart was pushed in, Zhong Laoer noticed a young man standing at the door. When he looked over, the young man nodded politely.

The three of them worked together to push the cart in and into the yard. Brother Zhong frowned and asked, "Who is that person at the door?"

Zhong Ruyi poured a bucket of pig offal that his second brother had brought down into a large wooden basin to wash, and said without even raising his head, "It's a guest, and he came too early. I asked him to go back first, but he had to wait at the door, so I can only let him wait first."

Zhong Laoer's frown finally relaxed. He no longer paid attention to anything else and the three of them concentrated on their work.

Bucket after bucket of pig offal was cleaned and put into the pot. During this time, there was not enough water, so the second brother went out with a shoulder pole to fetch water.

After a busy day, it was soon dawn and some people had gathered at the door. My second brother went out to hand out signs.

People came out of the store and the customers at the door hurried forward. The couple from the noodle shop were at the front of the line.

Zhong Laosan looked at the two of them and said, "Guests, you two need to move back a seat. The guy behind you came earlier than you."

The two looked back at the young man behind them. They were in such a hurry to squeeze forward that they did not notice there was a young man in front of them.

Smiling awkwardly, the two men stepped back a position to let the young man take the first position.

The young man smiled gratefully, took the wooden sign handed over by Zhong Lao Er, and asked, "Boss, I want to ask, is there a limit on the quantity of braised peanuts in your store?"

"Braised peanuts? There's no limit, you can get as many as you want!" said Zhong Laoer.

The young man's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Then can I buy them all when I come down?"

After hearing what he said, Zhong Laosan looked him up and down and then nodded. Yesterday's peanuts were not braised too much. Except for the first customer who asked for three spoons, the subsequent customers did not ask for more, so yesterday's peanuts were bought up by the last customer who took advantage of the situation.

The young man happily left with the wooden sign. Zhong Laoer thought to himself that judging from the way he was dressed, he must have been sent by a restaurant or tavern to buy braised food.