Chapter 418 Tired
"I really didn't expect that the business at the hot pot restaurant was so good the day we went there. It's only been less than a month, so why is there such a difference?"
An Wazi scratched his head and was a little amazed when he remembered the scene of going to the hot pot restaurant that day.
"The taste is good, but after eating it, I still smell like cigarette smoke, which is not pleasant, and the food there is too expensive." Lin Xiaoquan shook his head and did not agree with it.
The most expensive table in their restaurant now costs only six liang of silver. There are twenty-two dishes in total, eighteen meat dishes and four vegetarian dishes. Everything is top quality, but the so-called hot pot restaurant The bottom of the pot costs two cents, and the cheapest one is eight cents for a plate of potato chips, which only costs less than six pieces.
If the food is expensive, fewer people will eat it. Why would those who have the conditions to eat it want their bodies to be stained with the smell?
"We have to change it too."
After listening to Lin Xiaoquan's words, Nanzhi spoke.
Now that the weather is getting colder, it’s not easy to have a barbecue.
There is no gas stove here, so the dishes cannot be heated at any time, and there is no heating or air conditioning in the winter. I am afraid that within a month, my business here will deteriorate.
The barbecue business is best done in the summer, but now that autumn has arrived, the restaurant has to sell other things.
"Master, is there something wrong with my craftsmanship?"
Xu Chou had been sitting next to him, and when he heard Nanzhi say that he wanted to change the dishes, he became a little anxious.
Ever since he knew that his father was still alive in the world, he had been in a daze and was afraid that something had gone wrong while he was working.
Knowing that he had misunderstood her, Nanzhi gave him a comforting look, then picked up the meat skewers on the table and handed them over.
"Look carefully and then taste it."
Xu Chou took the meat skewers and looked around for a long time but couldn't figure out what was going on. He lowered his head and took a bite before he understood something.
This plate of meat was served less than half a quarter of an hour ago, but it was already cold by now.
It was hot a few days ago, and a layer of oil would not condense on the meat when it was cold, but now when you chew it carefully, you can feel a layer of oil on your tongue in your mouth, and you can eat the cool meat. The taste is naturally better than the hot ones.
It's only September now, and when the weather gets cooler in the future, the taste of these kebabs will probably be even worse.
"The meat is cold and the taste is indeed worse..."
"It's getting cold now. I'm afraid our kebabs won't last long, so we still have to think of other dishes as soon as possible."
Nanzhi knocked on the table, and several old guys in the lobby also started thinking about it.
"Boss, let's make soup pots too, okay?" Lu Daliang touched his big, shiny forehead with a tentative tone.
There are soup pots in every place, but the taste is different. I heard that Hongfu House was first founded based on soup pots.
Now every winter, Hongfu Tower is still full of people.
Now that another hot pot was coming out, he was thinking about trying it too.
Nanzhi also had a headache.
Although she works a lot of part-time jobs, she is really only a freshman. Even if she has spent more than ten years here, she is just an ordinary little village girl in the village.
She was extremely lucky to be able to open Sanweiju with what she learned part-time. Now that the restaurant wanted to remodel and innovate, she had no clue.
After all, her only chance to get in touch with a high-end restaurant was to work as a waiter for a month.
Nothing else is clear.
"Let's take a look tomorrow. You guys should also think about it tonight. If you come up with any good ideas, let's discuss them together tomorrow."
After Nanzhi left, she was not in a hurry to go home. She just walked on the street alone and watched her shadow stretched very long by the moonlight.
She has been a little uneasy lately. At first she just thought it was because of He Xiang's incident that affected her, but now she understood.
Everything was going too smoothly, and at the same time, it made her too uneasy.
She still remembers that this is the world of a novel.
If you are a heroine, you should have reached the finale with a successful career and a happy family.
But she is just a supporting character in the novel. Although she has escaped the original plot alive, she still feels uneasy.
Nanzhi was preoccupied and didn't pay much attention to anything else. He kept frowning and hurried on with his head lowered.
It wasn't until he bumped into someone that he looked up apologetically and wanted to apologize.
But he didn't want to directly meet Shen Wenchen's eyes.
The man's affectionate peach blossom eyes were now slightly sullen.
"Shen...Wen Chen?"
Looking at the person in front of him, Nanzhi blinked, feeling a little unsure.
Shen Wenchen had already taken Eleven out of the city a few days ago. He said he wouldn't be able to come back until half a month at the earliest. How could he be here?
"It's so late, and you just keep your head down and rush on?" Shen Wenchen looked at his wife standing in front of him, with a hint of reproach in his tone.
It's September now, the weather is very cold, but my little daughter-in-law is not only wearing thin clothes, but she is also worried about walking at night.
Not afraid of getting bumped.
"I was just thinking about something." Seeing that he was angry, Nanzhi only explained in a low voice.
"Then you must pay attention to safety." Shen Wenchen's face was grave, and the two little women hugged him.
"I'll take you back."
"oh."
He quietly glanced at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, which was less than ten meters away from them. Nanzhi pursed his lips and didn't say much. He just kept the little bird in his arms, and then the couple returned home together.
The cold and ruthless city lord in front of outsiders completely collapsed the moment he stepped into the courtyard. He only hugged Nanzhi tightly and buried his face in her neck.
The familiar fragrance seemed to soothe people's hearts. Feeling the warmth of the person in his arms, his heart gradually calmed down.
He rushed back a quarter of an hour ago but didn't see Nanzhi's shadow, and thought something had happened to her.
He hurriedly walked out the door, only to see the person he was longing for burying his head and walking back like an ant. At that moment, he almost rushed over, picked him up and spanked him.
"Nan Nan, go home earlier. Don't stay out at this late hour."
Shen Wenchen buried his face in her neck, and whenever he spoke, his warm breath would spray on her skin, making her feel numb.
"I know. I'm not a child." Nanzhi touched his head and sighed.
"That won't work either." Shen Wenchen raised his head and looked at her with a pair of peach blossom eyes.
"I will worry about your safety. Nan Nan, if possible, I hope you don't have to work as hard as you do now. I know you want to have your own career, but I will also worry about you."
Looking at his sincere eyes, Nanzhi fell silent.
She's not actually tired.
Uncle Ping and Liu Da are in charge of things in the restaurant, and Linglong is also taking care of the small yard.
She just didn't want to, she didn't want to sit in the city lord's mansion all day long and be the so-called "city lord's wife".
"Wen Chen..."
"Yeah, I'm here."
The man's eyes were extremely gentle, and his tone was even more gentle and doting.
"I'm a little tired."
Nanzhi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of exhaustion.