Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

Chapter 217

The Anning Street store had opened quietly when Zhong Ruyi returned to the village to harvest wheat. The sanitation of the store had already been taken care of by the Jiang Rong sisters. As for the rest, Zhong Ruyi asked the carpenter to help build several rows of cabinets to store the jars of chili sauce, meat floss and pork jerky.

The restaurant was already open. Sun Tao was alone in the kitchen while Jiang Qin was serving food in the lobby. When he was free, he helped wash dishes and prepare food.

What worries Zhong Ruyi is that Accountant Meng will be returning to Manxianglou in a few days, and the store will have to hire a new accountant.

She hasn't found this candidate yet. If she still hasn't found him by the time Accountant Meng returns, she will have to take over herself.

In the restaurant, Zhong Ruyi was trying to persuade Mr. Meng to stay. She handed him a piece of dessert and smiled flatteringly, "Uncle Meng, although our place is not as good as Manxianglou, we have less work to do! And if you stay, I will give you the same salary as Manxianglou, and you can also get employee benefits from time to time. Any good things will be enjoyed by our employees first."

Accountant Meng smiled and shook his head. "That won't do. I promised Shopkeeper Ding that I would stay here for a month and then go back to Manxianglou. Ruyi, you can't let me go back on my word."

"Okay then." Zhong Ruyi lowered his head in frustration.

At this time, Si Jing from the martial arts hall next door ran in excitedly, "Sister Ruyi! I came over to buy a watermelon!"

Water melons are also sold in the restaurant. Zhong Ruyi only started selling them in the past few days. Before, they were only available at the convenience store on Anning Street. Now they are also available in the restaurant, and they are all melons from the space.

"Okay, I'll get it for you." Zhong Ruyi went to the yard and put the watermelons in a cool place in the corner.

Si Jing was holding a 20-pound watermelon and put the money on the table with a smile, "Sister Ruyi, you're the only one who can still buy it now. I went to the canteen first, but they've sold out. They said they'll have more in a few days. Sister Jiang Rong asked me to come over here to see if they have any."

There were six or seven tables of guests in the restaurant. Ever since Zhong Ruyi brought out a watermelon, his eyes never left the watermelon.

After Si Jing left with the watermelon in her arms, a table of guests called out to Zhong Ruyi, "Girl!"

Zhong Ruyi looked back and saw a table of strangers, whom she had rarely seen before.

She walked over and asked, "What's the matter? Does the guest need anything? Tea or rice?"

The customer waved her hands repeatedly, looked at Si Jing's back as she walked away, and said embarrassedly, "Miss, I want to ask if you still have these watermelons for sale? I want to buy two."

Want to buy a watermelon?

Of course.

"You want two, right?" Zhong Ruyi asked.

The guest opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but just nodded.

Two watermelons. Zhong Ruyi muttered to herself as she went in and picked up one, and then another.

"The total for the two of us is 400 coins. You can pay it when you go to check out later!"

"Good!" The guest responded happily. Looking at his expression, people who didn't know would think he had found gold.

Considering that he bought two at once, Zhong Ruyi went to the kitchen, cut a watermelon, and brought out the pieces.

In addition to the customer who bought the watermelon, guests at other tables also gave them two pieces.

Four more tables of guests expressed their desire to buy watermelons, which made Zhong Ruyi very happy.

After giving the four tables of guests the watermelons they had requested, Zhong Ruyi strolled to the door and looked at the people passing by on the street.

The escort agency and martial arts school next door were both noisy, and Zhong Ruyi felt as if she heard the director of the martial arts school swearing.

It seems that the curator not only can eat spicy food, but also has a hot temper.

The door of the escort agency was suddenly pushed open, and Escort Duan came out with two oil paper bags in his hands. "I'll go see if there's any good meat left at the pork stall, and buy some to bring back to Brother Chen's house."

Escort Master Hu followed and said, "How about I go with you?"

Escort Duan waved his hand and said, "No need, I can go alone."

I saw Zhong Ruyi standing at the door and greeted her.

Zhong Ruyi asked casually, "Is Master Duan visiting?"

The tall and strong man smiled innocently and said, "Yes, I will go find someone to see if I can recruit him to our escort agency."

She nodded and stood at the door watching Master Duan leaving with the oil-paper bag. He was heading towards the market because she had just heard him say he was going to buy some meat.

In Xinghua Village, Master Duan bought two pieces of pork belly and two snacks wrapped in oil paper.

"Uncle, can I ask if this is Xinghua Village?" He stopped an old man who was pulling a cart and asked.

The old man glanced at him and thought he was here to sell watermelons, but when his eyes fell on the thing in his hands, he thought he was here to visit relatives.

He nodded. "Yes, this is Xinghua Village. What's the matter? Are you here to visit relatives?"

Master Duan smiled and said, "Yes, I'm here to visit relatives. Then, uncle, let me ask where Chen Dongzhi's home is?"

The old man raised his hand holding the cart and pointed in a direction. "The blue brick and tile house over there is the Zhong family. Turn around and the first house is the Chen family."

He thanked him and walked in the direction the old man pointed with his things. He had just seen the blue brick and tile house from afar.

There seem to be only two or three families in the village who use blue bricks, and this family looks bigger and more imposing than the others.

After walking away from the Zhong family and turning a corner, he thought again, I don’t know what the relationship between the Zhong family and Miss Zhong is, maybe it’s because they both have the surname Zhong.

He thought about it, laughed, and then went to Chen's house.

Escort Duan knocked on the door. A little girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, opened the door and looked at him warily. "Who are you looking for?"

It's no wonder Xiaoxue was so alert. The man was not only tall and strong, but also had a beard. His muscles looked like they were about to burst through his clothes. He looked like someone who was not someone he was going to mess with.

"Ah, little girl, I'm looking for Chen Dongzhi. Does he live here?"

Xiaoxue's vigilance was barely lowered. "My brother is not at home. If you want to find him, you have to go to the Zhong family."

Chen's mother's voice came from inside, "Xiaoxue, who's here?"

She walked out of the inner room, thinking that it was a villager who came to chat, but when she looked, she found that it was a man she didn't know.

She asked doubtfully, "Who are you looking for, strong man?"

When Master Duan saw the visitor, he guessed that this was Chen Dongzhi's mother, so he explained her purpose clearly.

Mother Chen suddenly realized that it was no wonder that she was injured after coming back from hunting that time. It turned out that she was doing it to help the man in front of her.

She quickly gave up her seat at the door and said, "Come in and sit down. I'll ask someone to help call Dongzhi back."

Wang Laizi happened to pass by and she called him, "Laizi, can you help me go to the Zhong family and ask Dongzhi to come back?"

Wang Laizi happened to be passing by the Zhong family, so he nodded in agreement.

Chen Dongzhi frowned, unable to figure out who would be looking for him.