Chapter 40: Your Mother-in-law

Zhang Yunqi found that it was a mistake to bring Chujian to his fishmeal shop for dinner, because when he walked to the door of the store, he found that the tables in the store were full, there was a long queue in the kitchen glass window, and business was particularly prosperous.

Zhang Yunqi saw such a scene, he wanted to recruit someone as soon as possible, his mother's body recuperated for more than half a year before it was finally recuperated, and there was no major illness on weekdays, but if he worked like this every day, I was afraid that he would not be able to bear it.

Although Zhang's mother was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, she was sloppy, her eyes were very sharp, and she had been paying attention to the guests coming in and out of the door, she saw her son bring a beautiful girl in, and she was stunned for a moment before she walked over, and her eyes quietly observed the first sight, and asked her son: "It's out of class, what is this ......?"

Zhang Yunqi said: "The classmate in my class happened to be out of school together, and I invited her to come to the house for dinner. ”

Maybe it's the sixth sense unique to girls, when I first saw her, I always felt that Yunqi's mother looked at her strangely, she couldn't help but be a little nervous, pursed her lips and whispered: "Hello Auntie, I'm Yunqi's classmate, my name is Chujian." ”

"Hello, hello. ”

Zhang's mother immediately became enthusiastic.

This girl is very good-looking, with a bookish smell on her body, just like the mountain spring water melted by the snow on the General Ridge in their hometown, clean and clear, she thinks she should be an obedient and sensible good child.

It's just that the business in the store is too good at the moment, and Zhang's mother can't take care of it, and she doesn't have time to cook, so she can't help but be a little apologetic: "Girl, Auntie is busy now, or you and Yun Qi sit down for a while and talk, and I'll cook for you after I'm busy with this section." ”

Hatsumi hurriedly said, "Auntie, you're busy, it's okay." ”

Zhang's mother smiled and said yes, and then continued to go to the restaurant to get busy with business, Zhang Yunqi said to Chujian: "I don't know when I will eat the rice, are you hungry? Why don't you eat a bowl of fishmeal first? It just so happens that you haven't eaten it before, taste the taste." ”

"No, let's wait and eat together, it's okay now, I'll give your mother a hand." Hatsumi pursed his lips and glanced around the dining room, then put his bag on a chair, found a rag from the kitchen counter, and diligently put away the dishes and chopsticks and wiped the table.

Zhang Yunqi was a little happy to see this scene.

invited someone to eat and didn't eat, and turned around and made people become student workers, making himself look like a bully Huang Shiren.

Zhang Yunqi also went to the restaurant to greet the guests, collect the money with the noodles, and give the eldest brother Zhang Yunfeng a hand, ingredients to scoop up the powder, and do some miscellaneous work.

During this period, Zhang's mother saw Chujian helping to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and said several times that she would not let Chujian do it, but Chujian was very down-and-out and generous: "It's okay, Auntie, I have done odd jobs in restaurants before, and these things can be done." ”

Zhang's mother didn't say anything anymore.

It's just that when she collects the fan money, she has a smile on her lips.

Facts have proved that on the morning of the school anniversary, Zhang Yunqi gave Huang Xiaoming, deputy director of the canteen management office, the 700 yuan was worth it.

When a boy who hadn't eaten noodles saw this photo, he said to the classmates next to him: "This boss is so good, he has made fishmeal for so many celebrities in our school, and his skills must be quite good." ”

There are also students who are eating fishmeal and say to the classmates next to them: "I didn't lie to you, the taste of this fishmeal is really authentic, otherwise there wouldn't be so many celebrities who went out of school to eat his powder." ”

Zhang Yunqi listened to these words, he really wanted to thank this group of mobile billboards, he knew that it would not be long before many students would know that there was the owner of a fishmeal shop next to the No. 1 Middle School in the city, who made breakfast for those big people who went out of the school, and the taste was very authentic, and such a reputation would spread to the hundreds, and the business of the fishmeal shop would slowly get better and better until it was saturated.

Of course, these things are simple marketing, the things of the rotten street in later generations, the business can be so prosperous, the core is that the taste of Qifengdu fish powder is too hard, domineering, spicy and fresh, the appetite of Jiangchuan people, and eight of the ten flour shops in Jiangchuan City in the later generations sell Qifengdu fish meal, which fully proves this point and proves that Zhang Yunqi's selection of this project is reliable.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and the number of students who came to the store to eat fishmeal gradually decreased.

Zhang Yunqi washed rice to cook, Zhang's mother cooked, she glanced at the first time she was sweeping the floor with a broom, and whispered: "Next time you bring your classmates to dinner, you should respond in advance, I didn't buy any good dishes today." ”

Zhang Yunqi was already hungry with his chest pressed against his back: "Mom, don't think about it, people and I are good friends, we eat the same thing, and we won't see each other." ”

Zhang's mother said angrily: "You are a two-ball ball, you have no heart, the girls are the first to come, not to mention the delay in the meal, you have to entertain it." ”

What's the first time you've been here?

People don't come to see you, a mother-in-law, what do you eat?

Zhang Yunqi took out the rice, put it in the pot, and then gave his mother a hand in the kitchen, and the two quickly made four dishes and one soup, fried tofu with green onions, dried green beans, shredded fish-flavored pork, shredded potatoes with vinegar and a bowl of seaweed egg soup.

Zhang's mother is a rural craft, not exquisite, but strong enough.

In particular, the fried tofu she made with green onions, the taste is very delicious, the tofu is cut into a thickness of about one centimeter, the tofu is fried on both sides with lard until golden brown, then the ginger garlic and sour red pepper are added and fried over slow heat, and finally some celery leaves are sprinkled to collect the juice from the pot, the taste is sour, hot and sour, the fried tofu is delicious and tender, and it also has a strong green onion fragrance, it is an authentic and authentic farm dish.

When I first saw it, I ate it with relish, and I kept saying that Auntie, the food you made was really delicious.

Zhang's mother has been smiling, she looked at the expression and behavior of the first time she saw the meal, she felt very pleasing and polite, she said: "It's all simple home-cooked food, I like to eat more." ”

I didn't squirm at first sight, and whispered yes.

Zhang Yunfeng also observed the first meeting on the side, and found that she did not have a little pampering and frivolity on the city girl he had seen, so he asked about the study of the first meeting at the dinner table, when he heard Zhang Yunqi say that the first meeting was the first place in the class, he and Zhang's mother were very surprised, in terms of academic performance, he could suppress Yunqi, the top student in the high school entrance examination, he had never seen it before, but the atmosphere of this meal became better.

After eating, it was almost two o'clock.

When Zhang Yunqi and Chujian went out to school, Zhang's mother stood at the door and said to Chujian enthusiastically: "Girl, I will often eat at home with Yunqi in the future, I don't have any good dishes at home today, I'm sorry." ”

"No, Auntie, I ate well. Hatsumi, who had already walked to the side of the road, waved his hand, and said to Zhang Yunqi on the side of the road: "Your mother and brother are so enthusiastic. ”

Zhang Yunqi smiled: "Don't be embarrassed. ”

"Didi ......"

At this time, the BP machine in his pocket rang.

Zhang Yunqi took it out and glanced at it, it was a message from Yu Lin.