Chapter 257
Xu Chou buried his mother-in-law and immediately rushed back to the city.
When he came back, Aze and several other people were busy setting up the stove there. An Wazi and Lin Xiaoquan were young and were assigned a dirty job.
The two and a half-year-old boys each took the black noodles in their hands and sprinkled them into the wooden basin, and they washed them seriously.
Xu Chou was wearing the clothes Nanzhi bought for them, but his sleeves were tied with white cloth. When he saw Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao discussing something nearby, he went over and knelt on the ground again.
"Two bosses, Xu Chou is back."
The dull sound of kowtow startled both Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao. They waited for him to kowtow again, then recovered and helped the person up: "Xu Chou, get up, don't kowtow all the time. of."
Nanzhi said with a headache.
"Thank you, boss. Otherwise, my mother might not even be able to rest in peace."
There were tears on Xu Chou's face.
A Niang had to struggle to grow up, but because of her ugly figure, A Niang became a scourge among the villagers.
Who knows, until my mother passed away, she never lived a good life!
"Go and pack first, put away your luggage, and come to the kitchen later. I'll give you something." Nanzhi could understand his current mood, but there was no other way to comfort him.
When her grandma left, she rushed back from school, but she still didn't see her for the last time.
The uncles and aunts in the village helped him take care of his grandma's funeral, and even the last small house was taken back by Murakami.
After that, he became a child without a grandma.
Nanzhi's mood became depressed. Although Shen Miaomiao didn't know what was wrong with her, she still patted her shoulder gently to express comfort.
"Sister Nanzhi, what's the name of our restaurant? It will open in two days. But our plaque hasn't been ordered yet."
"Do you have any good names?" Nanzhi smiled and looked at Shen Miaomiao.
"I haven't studied in school, so I don't know what to call her. Sister Nanzhi, you are better. Tell me." The little girl stuck out her tongue and said coquettishly.
"I don't know either." Nanzhi was also troubled.
"How about we call it Sanweizhai?"
The little girl looked at the lobby and asked suddenly.
"Sanweizhai?" Nanzhi frowned slightly. This place was originally called Baiweizhai. He only took three flavors, which was not good.
"No, no, the three flavors are less than the one hundred flavors. It's not suitable for us to call it this name." Before Nanzhi could say anything, the little girl shook her head and overturned her idea.
Shopkeeper Na Lu's Baiweizhai couldn't keep running, so they named it Sanweizhai, no good, no good.
"We can change Zhai to Xuan."
Nanzhi suggested, but then hesitated. The most famous restaurant in Yancheng today is Zuitingxuan besides Hongfu Tower. If they didn't choose the name well, they might also attract some criticism.
"My boss can change the word Zhai to Ju and give it a name like Sanweiju."
The kitchen was almost ready. Uncle Ping originally wanted to come over and let the two owners take a look, but he heard them discussing a name for the restaurant.
"Then let's name our restaurant Sanweiju." Nanzhi clapped his hands and decided on the name of the restaurant, while Shen Miaomiao applauded from the side.
It made Nanzhi want to laugh.
"But how do we explain these three flavors?" Liu Da on the side asked curiously.
"You'll find out after lunch later." Nanzhi didn't intend to say it directly. No matter how much he said, it would be better to taste it himself.
The earth stove in the yard has been set up, and everyone is sitting on the edge waiting for Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao to come over to check the results.
After walking around the earthen stove, Nanzhi nodded with satisfaction.
After waiting for them to heat up the stove first, Nanzhi asked Wang Sheng to neatly stack the six iron poles that had been brushed several times with soybean oil on top. After making sure they were neat, he sealed the two ends with soil and continued. Burn the stove.
Watching them continue to work, Nanzhi went to the kitchen again.
Xu Chou was standing in the back kitchen in a daze. He wiped his tears when he saw his employer coming in.
"Master, what do you want from me?"
"Xu Chou, I am very satisfied with your craftsmanship. Before you went home, I asked you if you would like to learn other crafts. Do you still want to learn it now?"
Nanzhi's face was full of seriousness when he spoke, without the gentleness of the past.
Xu Chou didn't hesitate and just nodded firmly.
Her boss was now her master, and she said she had no right to refuse.
"Okay, you keep this thing and think about it. I'll do it again later." Nanzhi handed Xu Chou a packet of spices and watched him take it before stopping.
Xu Chou was a little confused. When he opened the oil paper bag, he smelled a strange fragrance.
"This is fennel, the spice we're going to use today."
Nanzhi said with a smile.
Xu Chou didn't know what fennel was. He just felt that the smell of this spice was very pleasant, and he was fascinated by the spice in his hand.
"You steam the rice first."
"good."
Lin Xiaoquan and An Wazi were rubbing their heads and sweating profusely by the well. They had never thought that washing in the water would be so troublesome.
The sheep intestines alone almost made their hands swell from rubbing them.
"My boss." Seeing Nanzhi coming, An Wazi hurriedly called for someone.
Seeing the beads of sweat on the foreheads of the two half-year-old boys, Nanzhi squinted his eyes and asked with a smile: "How was the washing?"
"Wash, it's almost done."
"After washing it, take it to the kitchen first."
"good."
The two and a half-year-old boys carried the sewer into the back kitchen, and Nanzhi followed suit.
Xu Chou was still making a fire and steaming rice, while Nanzhi had already tucked up his sleeves and started to deal with the sewage.
In addition to learning how to grill barbecue from the master, she also made stir-fried shredded lamb tripe twice when she was busy in the store. Since the water here is cheap, she can also make a dish.
While Nanzhi was cooking, Xu Chou watched from the side, and the lighting of the fire was left to An Wazi.
In addition to the chopped pork belly, Nanzhi also added some potato strips to the side dish. Until a pot of lamb pork belly was brought to the table, the few people gathered around to join in the fun didn't even react.
Especially Uncle Ping, looking at Nanzhi's smiling face, his expression was extremely complicated.
He had eaten Parthian fennel in Kyoto a few years ago.
At that time, the saying "five taels of silver and half a tael of incense" was widely circulated on the streets of Kyoto.
Even he only benefited from the master's glory once.
But I didn’t expect that now that I have become a small accountant, I can still eat such good food.
Especially, such expensive spices are only used to add to some sesame water...
Is it possible that my boss wants to use this Parthian fennel to do business?
The price will be very high.
I don’t know if the people of Yancheng can afford it...
Thinking that his boss might face the risk of no customers coming to the door, Uncle Ping couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Uncle Ping, want to eat? What's wrong with you?" Nanzhi said the meal was ready. An Wazi couldn't wait to take a bite first. Seeing Uncle Ping not moving, she thought something was wrong with him.
"Uncle Ping, eat, eat, this is delicious! Not smelly at all!"
Lin Xiaoquan grinned.