Yushanfang

Chapter 51: Chapter 52

Han Cui and Ah Fu were already hungry, their chests stuck to their backs, and after receiving a plate of fried noodles, they started to devour them.

Not to mention the greasy mouth, and he was belching non-stop.

Lin Xiang ate a few bites here, then cleared the plates and prepared the dishes, preparing to open the shop in the morning.

Today, the traffic flow is not bad. Although it was not crowded in one morning, it did not stop for a moment of rest.

In the afternoon, Lin Xiang was finally busy with the work at hand.

With his hands free here, Lin Xiang freed his hands to pickle kimchi.

Han Cui and Ah Fu packed up their things, and then followed Lin Xiang to put cabbage, radish, etc. into the cold water in the earthen pot.

"The gauze will be tightly sealed later." If there is a wind or something else, the sour smell in the jar will not be able to ferment.

After Lin Xiang gave instructions, Ah Fu and Han Cui remembered that every time a jar was filled, they had to check carefully whether it was sealed tightly.

After working for nearly an hour, Lin Xiang, Ah Fu, and Han Cui were almost done with their work. There are not many guests this afternoon, and occasionally a few scattered guests ask for food. Lin Xiang can handle it by himself come over.

Business is booming again in the evening.

The off-work men came to the restaurant in groups, and Feng Ming collected the bill outside.

The ready-made pickles here are placed in a small yard outside the kitchen, neatly lined up next to each other, making people very happy to see them.

As soon as Feng Ming entered the kitchen, he glanced sideways when he saw it, as if he saw Yinzi in his heart and wanted to wave to himself, and he became more happy for a while.

At this time, the restaurant has a completely different appearance from a month ago. If you look at the people who come to eat at night, you will never think that this is a deserted place that is about to close down more than a month ago. .

Lin Xiang wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and did not finish his work until midnight.

I fried a few dishes, shredded cabbage in vinegar, shredded pork in spicy oil, yellow croaker in vinegar and pepper, yam and trotter soup...

Feng Ming's face was flushed while eating, and his face was flushed from drinking the wine.

Ah Fu Hancui got up to clean up the table and chopsticks. Feng Ming was drinking a little too much, and refused to let the two of them leave.

Excited, Ah Fu helplessly talked to Feng Ming, and at the same time told Han Cui to take the things to the kitchen——

After everything was sorted out, at the end, Lin Xiang went to the kimchi side to check the pile of earthen jars, took a closer look, and closed the shop and left with peace of mind after seeing that it was tightly sealed.

……

The location of Feng Ming's restaurant is not very good, but fortunately, it is surrounded by small courtyards where common people live.

Some unmarried men often go to restaurants to sit when they come back from work.

The restaurant in Feng Ming's dream is to become a restaurant like a restaurant, rather than simply selling some food.

For example, after the business gradually improved in the past few days, Feng Ming sent Ah Fu to buy some wine recipes, so he started to make wine.

Brewing wine is a craft, although the cost is higher, but who doesn't like drinking?Just take Feng Ming himself, he loves to drink very much, but if this matter is postponed, he will definitely be reluctant to sell it, not only to buy the recipe, but also to buy the ingredients, plus the ingredients It is still one thing to make wine, not to mention whether it can be sold.

But now it is different.

Because of Lin Xiang's help in the restaurant, Feng Ming's business gradually improved, and he had two spare cash on hand. During these days, his originally thin figure gradually became plump. Looking closely, the flesh on his face was actually It is a thicker layer than the previous two months.

Feng Ming is greedy for wine, and buying wine outside will cost a lot of money. Even if the brewing fails this time, with small profits but quick turnover, it will be no problem if he eats his own stomach.It saved me a lot of money going out for drinks.

Thinking in this way, Ah Fu took back the wine prescription, and Feng Ming took the wine prescription to ponder over it carefully.

Half a month has passed, and Feng Ming's materials are ready.

But he was still a little soft when he started, so he couldn't help asking Lin Xiang.

Lin Xiang was speechless: "I don't know." She is a cook who knows a lot of wine uses. If she is really asked to cook wine, wouldn't it be whimsical?
Feng Ming left with a distressed expression.

In the end, after hesitating for two or three days, I decided to destroy a handful of grain by myself.

When Lin Xiang's pickles were about the same, Feng Ming's side had just brewed the wine.

There were more than a dozen earthen pots full, and when Lin Xiang opened them in the yard, Ah Fu and Han Cui really couldn't bear the sour smell, and they covered their noses and coughed.

Lin Xiang took a sea bowl, unsealed one of the jars, and fished out most of it with chopsticks.

Han Cui stared at the slightly yellowed dish, there was a lot of white sticky fermented stuff on it, she almost spit it out without disgust, if she was told to eat that stuff now, she would definitely not be able to eat it.

Lin Xiang was calm after seeing a lot.

He and the two went to the kitchen alone, took a lot of water, and quickly rinsed the kimchi clean.

Quickly raised the knife, "Boom, boom, boom --" the cut was finished.

A neat row of shredded vegetables fell on the chopping board in an orderly manner.

Lin Xiang put it into the plate, sprinkled a little sesame oil and sesame seeds, and stirred evenly.

"Try it." Lin Xiang instructed Hancui.

At this moment, the white-washed kimchi exudes a seductive sour smell, accompanied by white sesame seeds, Hancui's cheeks are sour, and his saliva is quickly secreted.

Pick up a piece and put it in your mouth.

Lin Xiang suddenly saw Hancui's expression wink a little——

sour!

Lin Xiang smiled, "Drink some water." Then he took a bowl for Hancui from the side and poured a bowl of water.

There was a sour taste in Hancui's mouth, and he felt uncomfortable at first, but after a while, his saliva flooded again. , I suddenly feel that there is still more to say.

After taking a sip of clear water, he couldn't help but stretch out his chopsticks to pick up a ball of kimchi and stuff it into his mouth to bulge.

Lin Xiang smiled, turned around, and said, "Eat less, if you eat too much, you will be thirsty later."

At the end, Ah Fu came over and handed Lin Xiang the kimchi from each jar to taste.

After Lin Xiang rinsed it, he picked up the filaments with his fingers, put it in his mouth and tasted it carefully.

Ah Fu was a little nervous, because he made some of the kimchi by himself, and he just prepared the ingredients according to the method Lin Xiang said, but he didn't know how it tasted.

half an hour.

"It's done!" After a brief silence, Lin Xiang pursed his lips and smiled.

Only then did Ah Fu feel relieved, and let out a slight breath.

(I forgot to say it the day before yesterday, happy holidays~~meh~)

(End of this chapter)