The next day, as soon as Zhihua entered the teaching hall of the culinary department, Minyi's somewhat disgusted voice sounded: "Why did you take leave yesterday?" I was so bored in class yesterday alone. Zhihua smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, there is something at home, so I didn't come." What did Mr. Yesterday teach? Minyi flattened her mouth, "I didn't teach anything." Yesterday was a class for Mr. Chen, who taught cooking, and he spent the whole day teaching how to cut ingredients. Fortunately, you didn't come, and I escaped, I cut the radish all day yesterday, and I couldn't lift my hand when I went back at night, and I was as tired as when I first learned archery. Zhihua covered her mouth and snickered when she heard this, and she was also glad that she had something to take leave yesterday.

After a while, the gentleman walked into the teaching house. As soon as Zhihua saw the face of the gentleman who came in, she knew that this was the Mr. Chen that Minyi was talking about, and a bad premonition suddenly welled up in her heart. Sure enough, the hunch in her heart was confirmed by her husband the next moment: "Today I will teach you to make the simplest, vegetarian fried shredded radish." Miss Lu didn't come to class yesterday, so you will cut all the ingredients today to make up for the lack of knife practice yesterday. I'll show you how to cut turnips first, you're good ......."

When Minyi heard this, she couldn't help but laugh, peeked behind her, and almost laughed out loud when she saw Zhihua's complaining appearance with a small face. There is a word called "happiness and sorrow", and this is the case with the current Senyi. didn't wait for her to steal the fun for too long, Mr. Chen looked at her after demonstrating the slicing: "The county lord doesn't have to snicker, yesterday I only taught the knife worker to let you taste the craftsmanship of the canteen master, today's dish is the lunch of the two of you, Miss Lu does not cut well will only affect the beauty of the dish, and you will be responsible for stir-frying for a while, if you don't learn by heart, if you don't fry well, then you will suffer, but your tongue will suffer." After speaking, seeing the two students in the hall showing a sad expression, Mr. Chen snickered with satisfaction.

For lunch, Zhihua picked up the white rice in the bowl without a match, looked at the only plate of vegetarian fried shredded radish on the table, and couldn't put down the chopsticks for a long time. Minyi herself didn't want to be a pioneer, and inspired Zhihua: "Why, I don't dislike you for cutting it unevenly, you dare to dislike me for frying?" ”

Zhihua's chopsticks almost touched the "piece" of shredded radish, but finally took it back. "Forget it, I'll still eat white rice, this white rice is steamed well, the softness and hardness are moderate, and it is suitable for eating alone." The two of them had been cooking today, and they had not yet learned how to cook, so they were able to bring white rice from the canteen.

Min Yi curled her mouth angrily: "Hey! Are you a good friend of mine? Even if the dish looks ...... It doesn't look good, but it's the first time I've cooked and fried it when I'm so old, so you have to give a taste of face. Looking at the plate of vegetarian fried shredded radish mixed with burnt black charred lumps on the table, she couldn't help lowering her voice when she said the back.

For the sake of great friendship, Zhihua also let go. I carefully selected one that looked the most normal and put it in my mouth...... "How is it?" Minyi stared at her with glowing eyes, and before she could swallow it, she couldn't wait to ask. The saltiness is moderate, and the radish tastes very crispy, but ...... "Zhihua" commented very "pertinently". "But what?" Minyi continued to ask. "But except for the salty taste, it doesn't seem to be much different from raw radish......" "Don't talk nonsense, have you ever eaten raw radish?" Minyi didn't accept this but later evaluation, picked up one by herself, put it in her mouth and ate it. In fact, this plate of shredded radish is not bad, the amount of oil and salt is put according to Mr., there is no salty or too light situation, except for some because it is too late to stir-fry and burnt, it can be eaten.

In the midst of complaining and protesting, the two finished the lunch lively.

There was an hour's rest after the meal, and Zhihua took the opportunity to mention to Minyi her sudden idea yesterday.

"Let's open a restaurant together?" Minyi's eyes widened in surprise when she heard her mention at first glance. "yes. You see, what Mr. teaches now, we don't have a place to use it on weekdays, if we open a restaurant, won't we be able to use it? Last time, Mr. Yun praised me for being good at innovation. It will take a month or two to build a restaurant, and when the time comes, we will study and innovate the dishes we have learned in the past two months, and we are afraid that the business will not be good? However, after all, it is taught by the gentlemen, and we have to ask for the consent of the two gentlemen, and we must also give them two percent of the dry shares. Mr. Yun and Mr. Chen are both palace maids who retired from the imperial dining room in the palace, and their cooking skills are actually no worse than the famous chefs in other large restaurants in the capital.

After thinking about it carefully, Minyi nodded again and again: "That's a good idea!" At that time, our restaurant will only serve female guests, so that those long-tongued women in the capital will not be able to say anything unpleasant. As soon as I went back today, I told my mother that she loved me so much that she would agree. After making up her mind, Minyi's thoughts about the future of the restaurant popped up one after another: "After giving Mr. 20% of the dry shares, we will divide the remaining shares equally, you will be responsible for the construction of the land, I will be responsible for the construction of the land, I can't innovate the dishes, then I will be responsible for the manpower of the restaurant, how about it?" "Zhihua has long decided to demolish and rebuild the current shop, after all, it is a cloth village now, and it is not suitable for opening a restaurant. After thinking for a while, she added: "Since we will only entertain female guests in the future, we will divide the backyard of the restaurant into several small courtyards, if there are nobles who like to be clean and don't like the private rooms of the restaurant, you can charter a small courtyard......" Zhihua also became more and more excited.

"By the way, Minyi, have you decided on the name of the restaurant?" After saying a lot of thoughts, the two of them realized that the name of the restaurant had not yet been decided. "Huh? You mentioned yì's restaurant, I thought you had already chosen the name! I'll leave this to you, I have a headache as soon as I choose a name, and even my favorite horse name is chosen by my mother. "Speaking of choosing a name, Minyi stroked her forehead again and again, looking bitter and hateful." What is the name of your horse, Your Highness the Eldest Princess? "Thinking that the eldest princess is good at this, Zhihua wants to give the naming rights of this restaurant to the eldest princess.

"My horse is black, but not pure black, and there are a few places on it that have white hair, like a few small white flowers, so my mother named her 'White Flower'." Minyi really felt that the name of her mother was very appropriate, and her face was full of satisfaction. The corners of Zhihua's mouth twitched, and she looked at the tea cup in her hand happily, fortunately she hadn't had time to drink it yet, otherwise she would have to spray a sip of tea on Minyi's body. "Her Royal Highness the eldest princess took the name Tai...... If I'm creative, I'd better think of an ordinary one myself. ”

Minyi wondered: "Isn't it good to be creative?" We're going to be different, huh? Let my mother pick it up, don't worry, I'll say it myself, she will definitely be willing. "No need, no need, this little thing, how can I bother your mother." I've already thought of it, so it's called ......" In a hurry, Zhihua blurted out: "It's called Jingyue Zhai!" Take the meaning of the quiet years, what do you think? Minyi, who even had the name "White Flower", could have any objections, and nodded and said yes, so the name of the restaurant was set as "Jingyue Zhai".

The afternoon class is to summarize the mistakes of their practice in the morning, and the points that need to be paid attention to when cooking this dish in the future, and finally redo the morning homework again before leaving school. The two of them were still immersed in the idea of Jingyuezhai in class, and they frequently wandered, Minyi was fine, but she fried some shredded radish, and the result of Zhihua's distraction was that she almost cut her hand, but fortunately, there was no danger.

Finally got up until Mr. announced the end of school, and the two hurriedly stepped forward to surround Mr. Only then did Mr. Chen know the reason why the two of them were absent-minded all afternoon. After a half-mutter, she nodded happily in agreement. Because he took 10% of the dry shares, Mr. Chen said happily that not only can the dishes taught to them be sold in restaurants, but also can help them train chefs if necessary. The next day, the two asked Mr. Yun again, and she had already been angry with Mr. Chen, and she also agreed on the spot.

Since then, Zhihua and Minyi have started a busy life of preparing Jingyue Zhai while going to school.