Not long after Wang Yueying and Miao Cuihua left Master Li's blacksmith shop, Master Li successively moved out of the house to continue making semi-finished products, with a strong body, dark skin, and sweat soaked the clothes on his body, revealing a pair of well-developed chest muscles. Master Xiao Li put down the last semi-finished product and said: "This female boss looks smart and is very generous, I didn't know there was such a good-looking person in the town before." As he spoke, he looked in the direction of the alley, as if they would come back.

"I heard that it is the third daughter-in-law of the Chen family restaurant. Since he split up his family and set up a female household, he has begun to take charge of his own affairs, and he is not inferior to men at all. Master Li wiped the sweat from his cheeks. Although it is late autumn, the fire in the shop is extraordinarily hot, and the contrast in temperature makes it even hotter.

"If I can marry such a woman in the future, I am willing to die." Master Xiao Li said a little stupidly.

"what, hurry up and work, don't daydream, hurry!" While speaking, Master Li's sweat-wiping cloth hit Master Li's body, and with a crisp sound, Master Li regained his heart, picked up the hammer, and beat it hard.

There was another sound of tinkling and clanging iron from Wutong Lane. The life of ordinary people is like this, doing their own things day after day, and living their own life is the biggest dream. Other things don't have to be considered.

The two of them walked out of Wutong Alley and walked towards Piaoxiang Building. Wang Yueying knows that being a chef is not a matter of one or two days, in addition to being able to stir-fry, you also need to be able to chop vegetables. This knife work can be said to be the most essential, the chef industry has always had a seven-point knife work and three points of hot frying, a qualified chef, knife work is the foundation. Wang Yueying is a self-aware person, although in the past, every time she sold recipes to Piaoxianglou, she would personally make one or two dishes for people to taste, which was indeed better than what ordinary people made and could conquer most people's taste buds, but the key to her brilliance was the materials and taste of the dishes. If he were to write a dissertation titled "How to Become a Good Chef", she, a 21st-century college graduate, was no better than the average chef in this country, so he needed to find a helper.

"Who will go, really, and pay a tael of silver." A man's voice came from the crowd. A group of people gather around a notice to review the contents, and from time to time someone will express their opinion on the notice.

"That's it, that's it, it's just a matter of being a chef, it's good to worship a master, what else do you want to go to, what kind of cooking school is this, it's laughing to death." Another middle-aged man scoffed.

As long as someone stops to watch, there will be more and more onlookers, regardless of whether the onlookers are good or bad. The well-known theory of broken windows gives a vivid example of this phenomenon of imitation, where a building with a few broken windows may have more windows destroyed if those windows are not repaired. Eventually, vandals will even break into the building, and if they find it uninhabited, they may settle there or set it on fire. On one wall, if some graffiti is not cleaned, it will soon be full of messy and unsightly things; A pavement with a little confetti will soon have more rubbish, and eventually people will take it for granted.

Of course, it is not very appropriate to use the broken window theory to explain the behavior of the people watching in front of the notice, but there are more and more onlookers, and even the content of recruiting apprentices in the notice has become a gossip.

The ridicule and ridicule slowly dissipated, leaving the outermost two people motionless, one of whom had a bad face and was unhappy.

"Yueying, don't care about these people's words, it's short-sighted・・・・・・" Miao Cuihua saw Wang Yueying's face frozen there, and she knew that she definitely didn't have a taste in her heart, so she wanted to say something to comfort her, but I don't know if Wang Yueying listened to it. I saw her walk through the departing crowd and walk to this notice.

"Cuihua, let's go!" Wang Yueying said lightly.

Piaoxianglou is still the same, business is booming, and people come and go. After the war in the north began, there were many more officials and merchants selling military supplies from the southern capitals of Wuzhou, Yanzhou, Haizhou and other prefectures than usual.

"Yueniang, Cuihua, long time no see." Shopkeeper Cai was keeping accounts on the counter, when he saw Wang Yueying and Miao Cuihua walking in outside the door, and hurriedly put down the pen in his hand and rushed over to say hello.

"Shopkeeper Cai, business has been good lately! This man came and went, and he couldn't sit down. Before Miao Cuihua could speak, she had already greeted Shopkeeper Cai.

"Business has been good recently, relying on new dishes and peach blossom wine, plus the war in the north, there are more passers-by, and business is naturally better than before." Shopkeeper Cai replied with a smile.

"The business of this Piaoxianglou can be so prosperous, it is indispensable for the shopkeeper Cai to take care of it, and I thank you." Wang Yueying continued Cai's shopkeeper's reply, but her face was gloomy and hesitant and thoughtful. Shopkeeper Cai thought that there must be something difficult in her heart, maybe it was the recipe problem that upset her, and just wanted to ask Wang Yueying's intention, Wang Yueying said, "Is Boss Cai here?" ”

"Boss Cai? Oh, in, in, in the moon lady please. While instructing the guys to greet the guests who were eating in the lobby, the shopkeeper Cai asked for someone to report to Cai Hong, saying that Yueniang asked to see him, and he personally led Wang Yueying and Miao Cuihua to the backyard of the inner hall.

"I have already instructed someone to invite the master's house, and I think I will come to see Yueniang soon. You drink tea first and taste this good Biluo Spring. Shopkeeper Cai continued to beckon the two of them to taste the Gusu Biluochun that Cai Hong brought back from the capital. Wang Yueying looked at the tea leaves that were swirling and scattered in the teacup, messy but orderly, ordinary but special, as if she wanted to penetrate the avenue of life from the teacup, she sniffed the tea with her nose, and finally took a sip. I don't know if it's because the tea is really weak, or because she has something in her heart, a small sip of tea doesn't have the slightest taste in her mouth.

Just as they were drinking tea, Shopkeeper Cai had already whispered to a small servant beside him, and then the little servant walked out of the hall quickly.

"Yueniang, I have already instructed someone to get the account book, you check the account." It turned out that the shopkeeper Cai had just sent someone to the account room to get the account book and let Wang Yueying check the accounts.

"No, shopkeeper Cai, I'm not here to check the accounts today. It's just that there are some things I want to ask Boss Cai. Wang Yueying knew that Shopkeeper Cai had misunderstood her intentions, so she hurriedly explained. As he spoke, the little guy who went out had already invited Mr. Bai, the bookkeeper, to come in, and he slowly climbed the stairs with a thick book in his hand.

"It's not in the way, since you're here, let's take a look. This is the account of the last few months, please look at it. Shopkeeper Cai took the account book in Mr. Bai's hand and handed it to Wang Yueying.