Yushanfang

Chapter 38 39: Business decline
Sister-in-law Wang suddenly felt that her mouth was full of fragrance, and she immediately felt satisfied.

"Mother, this is the soup from last time!" Erhu yelled at Mrs. Wang while eating so much oil that he had time to talk.

That's right, it was the soup from last time, and Mrs. Wang drank a few more gulps from the soup bowl.

The man also ate and praised: "It's really good!" He shook his head with emotion, looking extremely satisfied.

Because of the food delivered by Lin Xiang today, Mrs. Wang's family was very satisfied with the meal. For a long time, the Wang family had never eaten such a sumptuous dinner.

While eating, Mrs. Wang had a faint thought in her heart.

……

Sister-in-law Wang hurriedly got up early the next morning.

Coincidentally, Lin Xiang also got up early because he was going to work in a restaurant.

The two met unexpectedly at the gate.

Seeing Lin Xiang, Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "Son, where are you going?"

Lin Xiang is not good at telling outsiders that he is a restaurant owner. After all, he looks like an eight or nine-year-old child now, so he said casually, "It's nothing but just going to the street to find a few jobs."

When Sister-in-law Wang heard this, she seemed uncertain and hesitated, and then Lin Xiang saw the doubts on Sister-in-law Wang's face, and said with a smile, "What do you want to say to me, sister-in-law?"

Sister-in-law Wang hesitated for a while, thinking of how satisfied the child and the man had eaten last night, she gritted her teeth and said cheekily, "Son, can you tell me how the meat and soup were made last night?" ?"

In fact, asking for advice on how to cook is not that embarrassing, but in the eyes of Mrs. Wang, Lin Xiang is just a girl who is less than ten years old, and the siblings have no parents. , Those meals were made by Lin Xiang or Lin Yan himself.

Say to a girl who is less than ten years old: "You teach me how to cook."

Sister-in-law Wang, a woman in her 30s, felt her face was red.

Lin Xiang was a little surprised when he heard the words, but when Sister-in-law Lin's complexion changed from white to red, Lin Xiang immediately reflected and smiled quickly: "Why are sister-in-law so polite? Yes, it's just a trivial matter, tomorrow In the evening, if I am free or my sister-in-law is free, you can come to our house or go to my sister-in-law."

Sister-in-law Wang was immediately happy when she heard it, and then quickly waved her hands: "How can I let you come to my house, I will go to your place." She was thinking while talking.

If a man finds out that he is learning to cook with such a young girl, he might laugh.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Wang felt a little embarrassed again.

Lin Xiang didn't pay attention, and hurried out to the restaurant.

……

Feng Ming was moaning a little in the restaurant.

Obviously, the business has improved a little in the past few days, but she really didn't miss Lin Xiang at the beginning. After she came to the restaurant, the business of the restaurant has also improved.

Thinking about it, Feng Ming sighed.

Who knows?

That girl actually got sick at the restaurant business stall.

Originally, I thought that the number of customers has increased in the past few days, even if Lin Xiang is gone. Although Ah Fu's cooking skills are not as exquisite as Lin Xiang's, at least he can stabilize.

Who knows, the guest's mouth is really more effective than anything else.

On the second day after Lin Xiang didn't come, someone noticed something was wrong while eating wontons: "Oh? Shopkeeper, why does this dish taste different from before?"

Feng Ming was a little flustered at the time. He didn't expect the guest to notice it so quickly, but he pretended to be calm and said, "Why is it different? It's the same as before, and it was done by one person." Feel guilty.

Hearing this, the guest didn't have too much doubt at the moment, but felt that he might be too sensitive, and then continued to eat sullenly.

Unexpectedly, after two days, the number of frequent customers gradually decreased.

If the food is different for the first time, the guests still have reasons to think that their own taste is wrong, but if it is still wrong the second or third time, then there is something wrong with their restaurant.

There were obviously half fewer guests than before, which made Feng Ming very worried.

Lin Xiang once said that when cooking, each cook has different techniques and habits, as well as the amount of ingredients used for cooking. If you cook it alone, you will find that it is obviously the same dish, but why the taste is different?

On weekdays, the home-cooked food at home tastes different from the wine and food in the restaurant for the same reason.The skill of the chef is good on the one hand, and on the other hand, everyone has different cooking habits.

Feng Ming knew that Lin Xiang was sick, but seeing that there were fewer and fewer guests here, he was anxious because there were bubbles on his lips.

When the door was closing at night, Feng Ming called the cook over and yelled, "What's the matter with you? Why do you drink Lin Xiang every day and stay with Lin Xiang every day? Why do you cook different meals?"

Ah Fu was a little wronged, but he didn't know it. He was used to the tricks on weekdays, so how could it be different when it was his turn?The process and ingredients are put in the order of Lin Xiang. Who knows that the guests will taste something different once they eat it?

Feng Ming was in a hurry, while Lin Xiang hurried into the restaurant.

"Uncle Feng, I'm sorry I haven't come to work these days because of illness."

Lin Xiang's words made Feng Ming look happy immediately, and the worries on his face for many days finally dissipated. Seeing Lin Xiang walking slowly, Feng Ming seemed to see a savior, and hurriedly said: "It's nothing. Now that I am back from illness, let An Sheng continue to cook."

Seeing Lin Xiang coming back, Feng Ming felt a little uneasy.I took a deep breath in my heart, and finally felt a little cheerful.

For some reason, after Lin Xiang came back from here, Feng Ming finally felt somewhat comforted.

After letting go of a big stone in his heart, Feng Ming felt relieved.

Lin Xiang hurried into the kitchen to cook.

As for the number of guests, Lin Xiang really felt it.

On the day before she fell ill that day, the number of customers was almost continuous throughout the day. Although it was not full, there were quite a few. There is no difference in the day, but occasionally a few people come to buy it.

Lin Xiang looked at Ah Fu with some doubts: "What's wrong with the restaurant?" Wasn't she fine before she left? I almost didn't laugh, but now that I think about it, Feng Ming's worry is justifiable.

(End of this chapter)