Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

As soon as she stepped into Goldfish Alley, Caiwei smelled the aroma of kebabs flowing freely in the air. She was quite surprised for a moment. It had just arrived at Chenshi. It was neither early nor late. How could anyone come to eat kebabs?

When I returned to the restaurant, I was immediately shocked by the scene in front of me!

Outside the door, several long skewer stoves were densely packed with fragrant meat skewers. Jiu Jin and Uncle Zhou were sweating profusely while grilling them. They were so busy that they couldn't even lift their heads. The waiter ran in and out from time to time. He came out and shouted: "Table No. 6, fifty more skewers of pork tendons..."

"Upstairs in the Tianzi room, let's have another grilled pork chop..."

Outside the door, there is still a group of people queuing up!

Oh, what kind of rhythm is this? How could it be so popular? Are you going to let other people’s restaurants survive? Caiwei was stunned on the side.

While Jiujin was busy, he looked up and saw Caiwei coming back carrying a large basket. The heavy basket weighed down half of her body. He hurriedly put down the work in his hands and ran over to take it from her arm. basket on.

The basket is very big and heavy. When you uncover the tarpaulin, you will find a basket full of vegetables, including cucumbers, eggplants, lettuce, enoki mushrooms...

Uncle Zhou, who was grilling meat skewers on the side, saw Caiwei carrying so many vegetables back alone. He couldn't help but said a few words in distress: "Sister Wei, next time you go shopping for vegetables, remember to hire a porter to help." If you carry it back, it's not worth spending an extra three or four cents, otherwise you'll tire yourself out..."

Caiwei smiled and said briskly: "Uncle Zhou, I'm not tired!"

She was telling the truth. She put these vegetables into the basket with her mind when she was almost at the door of her house. She would not be tired at all!

The restaurant was very busy, and plates of meat skewers were brought in one after another. The diners devoured the food and applauded again and again.

Seeing that she couldn't do anything to help, Caiwei went into the kitchen to help Aunt Zhou and the others cook the meat skewers. After running around for a while, Lao Haizi came to find her and said that Xie Zhongren from Yaxing had arrived with a large group of men and women.

After Caiwei heard about it, she got up quickly and went to her backyard.

As soon as I entered the gate, I saw thirty or forty people waiting to sell, and the whole yard was almost filled with darkness.

"Miss Mu, I have brought you all the good ones. Please choose!"

My mother, Cai Fei and Wen'er Wu'er, were standing at the door of the house watching people. When Cai Wei came back, she let her choose.

Caiwei was not polite to her mother. She bought people to help in the restaurant, not to serve the family, so she already had a plan in mind as to what kind of people she would buy.

"You, and you, and both of you, come to the front."

She wandered around the crowd for a while and picked out a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face, two neat-looking women and a little girl of eleven or twelve years old.

"Yeah, good choice."

Mrs. Du looked at the people Caiwei had picked out, nodded and praised, "You know what's going on in your heart, and just by looking at the faces of these people, you know they must be safe."

Mother also took a fancy to these people, so Caiwei negotiated the price with Xie Zhongren. The four of them spent a total of seventy-five taels of silver, and the silver was weighed. After leaving, a boy of twelve or thirteen years old suddenly ran out from the crowd, knelt at Caiwei's feet, kowtowed and shouted: "Miss, please do a good job and buy this slave too. I have a low life, so I will stutter." Yes, as long as you don't starve to death, the slave can do any kind of work, and the slave can eat any kind of hardship. Please buy the slave, Miss..."