Yushanfang

Chapter 52 53: Winter Clothes
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.

Lin Xiang asked Ah Fu and Hancui to seal all the gauze in the kimchi jar again, and only opened one, so that it would be easy for the guests to pick up the dishes when they asked for them.

Feng Ming included the variety of kimchi on the menu. Some customers saw that there was a new dish, although they didn't understand it, but it was sold very cheaply. Naturally, they were willing to try it for a penny.

After tasting it like this, I couldn't stop talking.

When eating noodles or rice, I often order a large plate of shredded kimchi. The kimchi is added with sesame oil and sesame seeds. It is crispy, fragrant and sour. Because some jars are added with chili, the kimchi is hot and sour. Spicy tastes very good with rice.

Some customers even came to the restaurant and ordered two plates of kimchi and a large bowl of rice, and then mixed it with rice and shredded sauerkraut, and it was enough for a dinner and lunch.

In this way, although kimchi costs a penny a plate, you can buy sixty or seventy plates a day, with small profits but quick turnover, and there are not a few people who love to eat. The cost of Lin Xiang and the others is only a few dozen copper coins. The cost was recovered in one day, which can be regarded as bringing a large amount of income to the restaurant.

Seeing that Qian's eyes widened and the restaurant's business was getting better and better, Feng Ming smiled sadly from ear to ear.

In the past few days, Lin Xiang's complexion has become better and better, unlike the previous days of yin and yang, Lin Xiang has also figured out the limelight.

As December approached, the business of restaurants was booming.Because in the past two or three months, the restaurant has gained some faint reputation, so some customers have come to the front of the store.

The technology is excellent, and some customers are purely to watch the fun, but they did not expect to become loyal customers of the restaurant after just eating once.

As the tide rises, all boats rise, Lin Xiang's craftsmanship here is good, and the income of restaurants there is increasing day by day, followed by a large number of customers and income. Therefore, Lin Xiang's wages have also increased a lot.

Feng Ming is not a stingy person either. Since Lin Xiang has done a good job, he really has to admit that if this restaurant did not have Lin Xiang in charge, it might have closed down long ago.

Although Lin Xiang was just a small and skinny girl, I couldn't trust her more or less at the beginning, but now that I practiced it, those hands and brains were really valuable.

"Silver!?" Lin Xiang stared in surprise at Feng Ming's waistline and face, which had gained more than three rounds of fat in just a few months.

Feng will come to restaurants almost every day to "catch food".

It's not what Feng Ming said, if you're really used to Lin Xiang's craftsmanship, the woman in the family's craftsmanship really can't swallow a mouthful, it's like eating bran and swallowing vegetables.

Feng Ming, who was fat, was also in a good mood at the moment, he didn't say anything else, he just said: "Take it!" Lin Xiang also had a rare moment of laughter with his forthright look.

Taking the white pieces of silver with both hands, Lin Xiang only felt a cold touch shocking him, and felt sad in his heart.

It's not easy.

Lin Xiang packed the money carefully, and happily went to the kitchen to continue cooking.

Lin Xiang has already made up his mind, now that he has money in his hand, first go buy some cotton and make some winter clothes for Lin Yan and himself. The weather is cold now, it is approaching the first month, and it happens to be the Chinese New Year soon, so go buy some Eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake or peanut cake for dessert, and then go to the pork shop to cut some pork...fish...you can also buy a piece of fish...

After all, the Chinese New Year is approaching, and it should be okay to spend a little time as a rare extravagance.

Lin Xiang thought very well. The first month is approaching in the restaurant, and the weather is getting colder. The pasta and steaming dishes she made are very popular. After eating a big bowl of warmth, the whole body is warmed up immediately stand up.

The guest's face was red after eating, and the whole person seemed to have stepped off the warm kang, and when he was settled, the whole person was immersed in happiness.

Also, in Feng Ming's restaurants, soup can be added to noodles for free. When a customer ordered a bowl of soup and thought it was not satisfying, but he was reluctant to order another bowl, he would eat Hancui and add more soup. A little gravy.

Lin Xiang can also be regarded as a conscientious businessman.

The soup bases of the three delicacies wontons, chicken diced noodles, etc., are freshly purchased chickens from the market every day, and then they are cleaned and put into the pot. When the sky is slightly bright in the early morning, they are cooked The chicken is slowly boiled out of the soup oil to bring out the aroma, and then a small amount of seasoning is added to remove the fishy smell, and a thick broth is produced, which is mellow and unforgettable after one sip.

The hot and fragrant chicken soup, fresh noodles and wontons, together with the hot and sour kimchi served with the rice, make the customers satisfied, and the business of the restaurant also improves.

In the evening, after the restaurant closed, Lin Xiang went home early.

The other end told Lin Yan about Feng Ming's distribution of money, and Lin Yan on the other end also cried out in surprise.

Because the money and money in this period of time are not as tight as those in the past, so Lin Xiang can cook better when he thinks about food, and Lin Yan can eat better, so he is not as dark as before. Thin, black and thin, her small face gradually became round.

After dinner in the evening, Lin Xiang felt worried with the cotton and clothes.

She is good at cooking, but she is not good at making clothes.

Lin Yan leaned over to take a look, and immediately laughed: "Hahaha, what did you sew? A big caterpillar!"

Just look at the crooked, crooked and messy needlework on the fabric, which makes people feel disgusted.

Lin Xiang glared at the gloating Lin Yan: "Shut up! I don't know who made the winter clothes for."

Lin Yan turned his head resentfully, and trot all the way to the side of the stove to eat.

After hesitating and worrying for a while, Lin Xiang decided to go out.

So just like that, Lin Xiang knocked on the door of Mrs. Wang's house.

Sister-in-law Wang hadn't seen Lin Xiang for a long time, and she smiled as soon as she opened the door: "Oh, Lin Xiang, I really haven't seen each other for a long time."

Lin Xiang smiled shyly.

As soon as Sister-in-law Wang lowered her head, she saw Lin Xiang holding the cloth and cotton in her hands, and she was a little puzzled: "What? What's the matter?"

Lin Xiang was a little embarrassed when he heard the words, then nodded in embarrassment, and told Mrs. Wang about the matter intermittently.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Mrs. Wang slapped her thigh and smiled: "Don't worry, what's the matter? It's just a matter of sewing a piece of clothing."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Lin Xiang closer to the room.

When Lin Xiang entered the room, he saw Dahu and Erhu running out, raising their heads and necks, looking at her curiously.

Lin Xiang walked forward for a while and reached the side of the kang. He still saw the two boys following him motionless, and immediately became a little puzzled.

(End of this chapter)