Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

The woman's casual attitude made Fu Lingling furious. She said nothing more, turned around, took Cheng Yao's hand, and ran out the door.

It was like a gust of wind, making people confused about the situation.

"Eh? Why are we quarreling again?"

Zhang Amu didn't know what exactly happened. She saw Fu Lingling running outside and wanted to stop her.

However, this time, Fu Lingling did not stop to accept her nagging and comfort as usual.

Fu Lingling pulled Ayao and stood in front of Fu's house, shouting to the surroundings.

"I, Fu Lingling, made a bet with my grandma today to bring Fuchun Restaurant back to life within one month!"

"Neighbors around here, please come and bear witness for me!"

When the woman heard what Fu Lingling said in the yard, she felt embarrassed and ran out with a water ladle.

"You girl! You have to make me mad, don't you?"

"Family scandals should not be made public. If you want to do something stupid, do you have to ask everyone to see your joke?"

Faced with her mother's scolding, Fu Lingling was unwilling to say anything and pulled Cheng Yao away without saying a word.

And the movement here was not lost at all, and was heard by the people nearby.

The curious looks and whispered conversations of the people around her made the woman extremely embarrassed, so she simply stopped caring about these troublesome things.

Just close the door and don't ask any more questions.

After walking for a long time, Cheng Yao did not dare to speak rashly, fearing that Fu Lingling had not calmed down yet.

On the contrary, Fu Lingling herself, after being sad for a while, regained her former vitality.

Her emotions come and go as quickly as they come.

"Ayao, the first step has been successfully completed."

"According to the speed at which the neighbors are gossiping, I estimate that when I go shopping for groceries the next morning, the news will spread throughout the entire West Market."

"I have completely fallen out with my mother-in-law, and I can't go back home for a while. I'll stay with you first."

At this critical moment, Cheng Yao naturally couldn't leave Fu Lingling alone.

"Don't worry, I'll be with you."

"Let this matter ferment for a while and leave the rest to me."

"By the way, take me to the restaurant first to have a look."

Seeing Cheng Yao's calm and calm look, Fu Lingling felt a lot more at ease.

After hearing Cheng Yao's request, he smiled heartily.

"Of course it's no problem. I always have the key to the restaurant."

"Let's go, while it's still dark. If it's dark at night, I'd be a little scared."

The two chatted all the way, and soon arrived in front of the restaurant.

I have to say that the location of this restaurant is quite good in the West Market.

It extends in all directions, and people who come and go will notice it at once.

Fortunately, even in the most difficult time, the Fu family had no idea of ​​pawning the restaurant, leaving a glimmer of hope.

After arriving at the restaurant, Fu Lingling motioned Cheng Yao to stand there and wait for a while.

Afterwards, Fu Lingling picked up a tree branch, picked out the spider webs at the corner, and then unlocked the door.

"Squeak"——

The wooden door that had not been opened for a long time made a heavy sound.

Fu Lingling turned sideways and motioned for Cheng Yao to come forward. Cheng Yao took a few steps forward and stood side by side with Fu Lingling.

When I took a look, I found that the original layout was still maintained inside, and the original prosperity could still be vaguely seen.

The world here seems to have completely stopped on the day it closed.

The outside world has undergone earth-shaking changes, but inside it is lonely.

Fortunately, the tables and chairs here are not too old. As long as the dust attached to the surface is cleaned, they can be put into use again.

The next day, Cheng Yao recruited a few middle-aged women who made a living by doing odd jobs outside to help clean up the restaurant from the inside out.

This movement naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding people, coupled with the remarks deliberately spread yesterday.

Almost overnight, the people in the entire West City knew that this girl from the Fu family planned to reopen Fuchun Restaurant.

However, almost everyone did not believe that Fu Lingling could really accomplish this.

It is not a secret in Xishi that Fu Lingling is not good at cooking.

It doesn't work when dad is around. It can't be that he suddenly became enlightened after dad left, right?
  Seeing Fu Lingling and Cheng Yao busy in the restaurant, the people outside looked like they were watching the fun.

Some brave ones even asked people directly.

I saw two or three plump women walking up to each other and asking each other.

"Hey, Lingling, you've been busy for most of the day, are you really planning to reopen the restaurant?"

"That's right, we have been watching for a long time, but we haven't seen any other guys?"

"If you open a restaurant, you must have helpers, such as waiters, cooks, etc."

"Is it possible that you really plan to go there by yourself?"

"Oh, the most important thing in opening a restaurant is the skill of the cook. I would say you should stop getting angry with your mother-in-law, go back and apologize, and stop causing this trouble."

……

Faced with the doubts from outsiders, Fu Lingling did not show any anger. Instead, she pulled Cheng Yao over and introduced her in a friendly manner.

"I don't bother you all to worry. The chef of this restaurant is not me, but the girl standing next to me."

"But what you ladies said is indeed correct. Our restaurant does still need to recruit a lot of waiters, but not now, but in a while."

"Well... then, if all the aunts are free, you can also come to work in our restaurant."

Seeing Fu Lingling's smiling face, the women who were originally joking became embarrassed.

"Huh? Lingling, what are you talking about? This little girl next to you is the cook of your restaurant?"

"Are you kidding? Her arms are so thin, can she hold that big iron pot?"

"Generally, restaurant chefs are experienced master chefs. For you to ask a little girl to come here is simply unheard of and unheard of."

"Also, wherever a restaurant recruits waiters, they will come to older women like us. They are always looking for young and strong young men."

"We are just asking a few questions out of kindness. Lingling, you are the same kid. You are talking nonsense and making fun of us."

"That's all. It's other people's business after all. We have nothing to do with it. You can just be happy."

"The young man today..."

Just as he was talking, the aunts shook their heads and left.

Seeing this, Fu Lingling smiled helplessly at Cheng Yao, as if there was nothing she could do against them.

"What I said is true, but no one believes me at all."

"I'm afraid there are a hundred people outside now, and ninety-nine of them are waiting to see me close the door in despair."

(End of this chapter)