Chapter 52 Return to the Leader
Cangshui County is prosperous, and many people are from well-off families, so they do not hesitate to go out to eat out.
Especially in late autumn, many mountain products are on the market, and hunters and mountain people from nearby counties will come to Cangshui County to do business.
When locals meet someone they are related to, they will inevitably treat them to a meal while talking and laughing.
So Zhou's Restaurant has been very busy recently. Even after the usual lunch time, in the afternoon, some customers still came to order.
More than half of the tables and chairs in the lobby were occupied by guests, chatting and laughing, drinking and garnishing food, and it was very noisy.
"Sir, your dishes are ready."
Zhou Zifan brought over a plate of braised eel segments, held the tray under his arm, and turned around to enter the kitchen.
In the big kitchen next door, more than a dozen people are still busy. They only came to change shifts at noon and they still have plenty of energy.
The fire under the three or four large pots is not extinguished. Some are boiling water, some are cooking vegetables, some are putting on steamers, some are mixing meat fillings, some are rolling out dough and making dumplings.
The dumplings at Zhoujia Restaurant are excellent, and every guest who comes here will almost always order a plate, so you should prepare more in advance.
The curtain door on the other side of the kitchen was rolled up and tied up high.
When people enter the kitchen, they can directly see the scenery of the yard.
The junior brothers and sisters with weak legs and feet sat in the yard fetching water to wash vegetables and kill fish and marinate meat.
In the past, several junior brothers who had their hand tendons broken by the Yunxiu Sword Technique, and whose hands were shaking so much that they could not use force, cooperated with others, hung a rope around their necks with iron hooks on both sides, hooked it to the vegetable basket, and removed the vegetables from the basket. The yard carries into the kitchen.
"Qingqing."
Zhou Zifan walked to the second junior sister Liu Qingqing who was adding firewood, bent down and said, "Let me do it. You have finally gained an appetite recently. Don't be too smokey and unable to eat. Let’s eat.”
Liu Qingqing was also a tall and strong beauty. She didn’t like rouge and gouache, but she loved buying clothes and boots. When she was practicing, she looked like a female leopard.
It’s just that she was hit by Wang Hulou five years ago and her stomach was shattered. Although it healed later, her appetite became very small. She would easily vomit if she ate more, and she lost weight quickly. , with a yellowish complexion, protruding collarbones, and arms as skinny as bones.
The originally very charming big eyes looked a bit scary on her thin face.
In the past month, everyone has secretly practiced Rama Mind Technique, and everyone has made some progress.
Not only did Liu Qingqing eat a little more, but even if she ate two pieces of greasy food such as braised pork, she would not vomit it out.
Zhou Zifan was ten times happier than his own injury getting better, and unconsciously wanted her to take better care of herself.
"I have been cooking for five years, and I have long been used to it."
Liu Qingqing pushed him gently, "You'd better wait for the food to be served. Don't be in a hurry to serve it. Go and have a look at the door.”
In their restaurant, there are only a few people who can serve the diners without disturbing their appetite.
Zhou Zifan is the most eloquent among the few people, so he not only has to serve the food, but also stands at the door when he has a little free time to see if he can attract more customers.
"Okay, I'll go later."
Zhou Zifan took a bowl, scooped out half a bowl of hot water and blew it on, preparing to drink some to moisten his throat.
Liu Qingqing picked up the firewood in the stove, her face turned red by the firelight, she raised her head and said, "Today is the second day of Qiu Lie. I don't know what happened to my junior brother and the others."
"Don't worry."
Zhou Zifan squatted down and whispered, "Junior brother can already run and jump. With his skills, he should be not much inferior to people like Huang Qianli and Liu Qifeng. "
"I estimate that our record this year will be several times higher than last year. If we are lucky, we may be able to break into the top three. "
Liu Qingqingdan. He said worriedly: "But after all, those people are several years older than my junior brother. There are even some who are more than ten years older than him. Their skills are equal and their experience in battle is also very different."
Zhou Zifan smiled and said: "Little Junior Brother’s goal is to show that our Songhe Martial Arts School has hope of revitalization. He is targeting prey, and he is not going directly to seek revenge on those people. What are you afraid of?”
He blew the hot water again, drank a few sips, scooped out half the bowl, placed it next to Liu Qingqing, then left the kitchen, walked through the lobby, and went out the door.
There are still many pedestrians on the road.
But Zhou Zifan looked at their unsteady steps and knew that many of them had just eaten, so he didn't get in the way of those people.
In the Lao Huang’s Restaurant across the street, there were not many people in the store. The shopkeeper and the waiters were all squatting outside the threshold.
Seeing Zhou Zifan come out, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "Shopkeeper Zhou, business is so good today."
Zhou Zifan smiled and said: "Thank you."
"Hey! How can I be lucky?"
The restaurant owner sighed, "If I were lucky, I wouldn't be like this There is no one in the store. Hey, you said, does your store have very good feng shui?"
Zhou Zifan just smiled and stopped talking. The restaurant manager got up and walked into the house. As soon as he turned around the door and reached a place where no one outside could see him, he took a deep breath.
"A bunch of damn cripples are trying to steal my business. Those people are not afraid of these cripples' food. They are unclean and will die after eating it."
The shopkeeper cursed a few times and turned to face The waiter said, "Where is the Feng Shui master I asked you to invite?"
The waiter said, "You have invited all the Feng Shui masters around us."
As he said this , and another waiter came running from the kitchen.
“Shopkeeper, there are still some leftovers from the batch of steamed buns that were delivered to Mr. Huang’s martial arts school two days ago. I’m afraid they will go bad if they are left out any longer. Please bring them back to us tonight.”
"Take it back?"
The shopkeeper's eyes widened, "As long as it's not moldy or smelly, you can sell it. Do you think my wages are less than yours? Taking advantage of the restaurant.”
"Why don't you learn from the waiters across from you? A bunch of cripples are more diligent than you!"
The waiter complained: "Without customers, our diligence is useless."
" Huh!”
The shopkeeper snorted, "The autumn hunt is almost over. When the disciples of our Huang family return victorious, we will definitely have a few more banquets." , prepare some good dishes and deliver them when the time comes. Wouldn’t it make a lot of money?”
The shopkeeper is a relative of the Huang family. Although he is just an inconspicuous relative in the branch, he is also There are some benefits.
For example, when the Huang Family Martial Arts Hall invites a large restaurant to host a banquet for their family, these relatives take the initiative to send them food and wine. Even if their masters don’t like it, they will still accept it and tell them how much it is worth. How much will the reward be?
The Huang family has a big business anyway, so they don’t care about small expenses.
The shopkeeper felt quite proud when he thought of this. He walked a few steps in the lobby and looked at the Zhou Family Restaurant opposite.
“If you think about it carefully, it’s not easy for Shopkeeper Zhou and the others.”
The shopkeeper smiled at the waiter, “You see, they have to work hard from dawn to dusk for a month. I’m afraid the final profit may not be as much as what we earned from a few banquets.”
The two guys nodded secretly and supported the shopkeeper’s words.
The shopkeeper's sharp eyes saw a cousin who was working as a busboy in Huang's martial arts school walking by on the street. He quickly shouted: "Six Butlers, where are you in a hurry? You are sweating profusely. Yes, I have a bowl of sour plum soup, come and try it?”
He quickly sent the waiter to bring the cold sour plum soup.
The sixth butler was really tired. He rested on his knees and was helped in by the shopkeeper.
"Ouch, don't pull me, I, I, I have something urgent!"
"What's the matter? It's so urgent. Sixth Butler, you are also a respectable person, how can you be so careless? I'm with you. If it's not a big deal, you can follow me. I said, I’ll ask the guys in my store to do it for you.”
After hearing what he said, the six butlers sat down in the store, panted and said, “I ran away several times. It’s a waste of time, I’m afraid it’s still not enough.”
"Ask the clerk in your shop to go around and see how many golden boys and girls, paper figures, paper horses, wreaths and white flags there are. Buy them all and have the shopkeeper send them to the Huang Family Martial Arts School."
The shopkeeper. Shocked: "What, the Huang Family Martial Arts School is going to hold a funeral. An old man has passed away?!"
"Which one? It's that group!"
The sixth housekeeper looked around, pulled the shopkeeper over, and said in his ear, "The two young masters of our host family died in Qiuye. It’s inside!”
This news shocked the shopkeeper and he was speechless for a long time.
When the waiters heard the news and hurriedly ran out of the restaurant to find the shop, a tall and burly man in black walked to Zhou's restaurant with more than 20 people.
"Elder brother."
Su Hanshan greeted with a smile, "Qiu Hunt has been finished. Second uncle said that for safety reasons, you have all moved to the martial arts hall recently. "
Su Tieyi waved his hand and said boldly: "That's right, everyone, let's celebrate tonight!"
"Junior Brother, Senior Uncle, Qiu Lie is not here yet! Oh my god, how could it be..."
Zhou Zifan took a few steps forward and said in surprise, "What happened? How is our record this time?"
"There are some changes. Let's talk about it in detail tonight. As for the record."
< br>Su Tieyi chuckled and raised one arm high, surrounded by the excited voices of other disciples of Songhe Martial Arts School.
“This time, we are number one!!”
(End of this chapter)