Transmigrated into a fat wife, farming, raising children, and picking up husbands

The braised food shop opened quickly.

Lin Xiuer named the shop Xiuji Braised Food.

The plaque was commissioned by Master Chen; it had a black background with gold lettering and hung above the door, looking quite impressive.

On the opening day, Chen Mingxuan and Wu Liangcai each held a string of firecrackers and lit them at the entrance, which crackled and popped for a long time.

Neighbors and neighbors all came to see what was going on, crowding the entrance.

"Everyone's come to check out Xiuji Braised Food."

"Pig head, pig tail, pig offal, braised chicken, braised duck, and braised pig's trotters. If it's not delicious, you don't have to pay! Come in and take a look!"

A young waiter was shouting and beckoning customers from the street outside the shop.

The goods prepared on the first day sold out in less than two hours.

Lin Xiuer was dumbfounded.

She had prepared quite a lot, thinking that since it was a newly opened store, it would sell out at least for a day. But by noon, the pot was empty.

Old Hu, beaming from ear to ear, said, "Little sister, you'd better stock up on more goods tomorrow! I'll slaughter a couple more pigs!"

From then on, Old Hu slaughtered two or three pigs every day. Offal, trotters, and heads were all sent to Xiuji.

The two young masters also come to the shop to help out every day, without asking for wages, as long as Lin Xiuer provides them with meals.

After selling his meat every morning, Lao Hu, having nothing else to do, would come to Xiuji to help out.

Lin Xiuer pondered, "Since we already have braised dishes, how can we forget about grilled meat skewers?"

With the barbecue grill set up at the entrance, Lin Xiuer ended up buying all the pigs Hu Yidao slaughtered every day, so there was no need to set up a meat stall anymore.

The pork was delivered early in the morning, and Lin Xiuer personally distributed it.

Pig's head, trotters, tail, and offal are braised. The rest are used to make braised spare ribs and braised pork hock.

The remaining portion was used to make braised pork and roasted meat.

The chopped meat chunks are marinated in soy sauce, cooking wine, and spices until they are flavorful and glossy red, making them look incredibly tempting.

Old Hu was grilling meat in front of his shop, while his two sons were selling skewers. The money from the grilled meat sales was split among them, serving as their wages.

"Old Hu, give me ten skewers!"

"Okay!"

The hot plate sizzled as chunks of meat, marbled with fat and lean meat, grilled over charcoal, dripping oil and sending flames leaping high.

Hu Yidao is quick; he flips the dough, brushes on oil, and sprinkles cumin.

The meat skewers were grilled until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The fat sizzled and dripped with oil, while the lean meat was fragrant and tender. Sprinkled with cumin and chili powder, one bite was so delicious that it made your eyes squint.

The strong fragrance carried far on the wind, reaching the entire street, and more and more people gathered around him.

Customers who come in to buy braised meats will inevitably order a dozen or so more skewers of grilled meat after smelling the aroma.

"Old Hu, give me five skewers, extra chili!"

"I want ten skewers, extra fatty ones!"

"Give it to me first, give it to me first! I've been waiting in line for ages!"

Hu Yidao was sweating profusely from his work, but he still managed to joke, "What's the rush? The meat isn't going anywhere!"

The meat is definitely not going anywhere, but once a bowl of meat is served, it's gone in the blink of an eye.

In the kitchen, Xiao He was busy cutting meat chunks, Lin Xiuer was marinating, and Chen Mingxuan and Wu Liangcai were skewering meat behind Lao Hu.

At first, the two complained that it was too greasy, but the aroma of the grilled meat made it all worthwhile. They chatted and joked as they skewered the meat, creating a lively atmosphere.

"You've only used lean meat on your skewers; they're too dry and not tasty!"

"Mind your own business! I'd rather not!"

"Sister Lin, look at him!"

Lin Xiuer ignored them and focused on adding ingredients to the braised food pot.

The customers waiting in line couldn't help but make a few jokes about the two young masters.

"Tsk, if Master Chen and Wu Lizheng knew you two were skewering meat here, they'd be furious."

Chen Mingxuan didn't even look up: "My dad already knows. He said I'm finally doing something worthwhile."

"Is skewering meat considered a serious matter?"

"It's better than gambling."

Wu Liangcai went even further, saying, "My dad waits for me to bring back meat skewers every day so he can have them with his drinks."

The two exchanged a smile and continued skewering food.

Next to the braised food shop was a liquor store, run by a pretty widow in her late twenties. Her surname was Qin, and she had no children.

The man died in an accident a few years ago while working on a ship. She didn't want to remarry, so she ran a small liquor store by herself.

She was beautiful and charming, with smiling eyes and a swaying gait that attracted many men who would often come over for a couple of drinks, just to catch a glimpse of her.

In the past, business was neither good nor bad. When there was no one around, she would sit in the shop and stare blankly.

It's different now.

Since the braised food shop opened, her business has improved considerably.

Those people who bought braised food would inevitably also buy a pot of wine, invite a couple of friends, and go back for a drink.

In her spare time, she would move a small stool to the doorway and sit there, resting her chin on her hand, watching Hu Yidao grill meat.

Hu Yidao grilled the meat, and she watched. Hu Yidao flipped it over, and she watched. Hu Yidao wiped his sweat, and she still watched.

Sometimes I get so engrossed in watching that I don't even see guests coming in.

A regular customer jokingly said to her, "Mrs. Qin, what are you looking at? Your eyes are about to pop out!"

Widow Qin wasn't annoyed; instead, her eyes sparkled with a smile: "Don't you all think that Brother Hu's grilled meat smells delicious? It's so comforting to smell."

Old Hu's face turned red, his ears burned, and he almost knocked the meat skewers in his hands to the ground.

Chen Mingxuan and Wu Liangcai, who were skewering meat in the back, covered their mouths and burst into laughter when they heard this.

"Brother Hu, something's up!"

"Absolutely! Widow Qin has probably taken a liking to him!"

Old Hu turned around and glared at them: "Skewer your meat!"

The two laughed even harder.

Later, when Lao Hu was grilling skewers, he would always hand over a couple of skewers of grilled meat to Qin Niangzi so she could taste his cooking.

Qin Niangzi would occasionally send Lin Xiuer a pot of her homemade rice wine, and in return, Lin Xiuer would send her some braised dishes.

The braising pot bubbles and steams every day, its aroma mingling with the smell of roasted meat coming from the doorway, filling the entire street with the fragrance of meat from morning till night.

The dock was not far from the shop. As soon as the ship docked, the sailors would walk over in twos and threes.

Some bought braised pig's trotters, some bought braised chicken feet, and some bought a few skewers of roasted meat, which they carried back to the boat to have a drink.

Over time, Xiuji's reputation spread.

Those boats that passed through the town would stop at Peach Blossom Town, even if they didn't buy anything else, to buy some braised dishes and roasted meat.

Those who weren't in a hurry to leave sat down in the shop.

Order a plate of braised pig's head, a dish of peanuts, a few skewers of grilled meat, and ask Widow Qin to pour two ounces of wine. Eat and chat leisurely.

Liu Ruyan also came often, sometimes bringing tea and snacks to satisfy everyone's cravings.

Liu Songnian also came to patronize the business every day, buying a few kinds of braised dishes, and going back to have a few drinks with Zhang Wanfu, reminiscing about the old days.

Since opening her braised food shop, Lin Xiuer has been busy from morning till night, so busy that she can't even touch the ground. When she gets home, she falls asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow. She has no time to think about men.

Being so busy every day, I'm earning more and more money, losing weight faster, and becoming more and more beautiful.

After more than a month, her waist is now so thin that you can wrap your hand around it, her chin is pointed, and her collarbone is faintly visible at her neckline.

Nourished by the spiritual spring water, her skin did not deteriorate due to overwork; instead, it became delicate and rosy, and her whole body glowed with whiteness.