Zhao Siniang has been lying down for two days, and the family is worried, but when asked if she is uncomfortable there, she just shook her head and said nothing. Looking at Zhao Siniang carefully, she really didn't find anything wrong with her. The family wondered if the shop had been too busy recently and tired her. So he changed his tricks to make up for her, and he didn't dare to disturb her, so he let her stay in the house to recuperate.

Zhao Siniang is the main force of the shop, and her absence has more or less affected the shop's business. But fortunately, they have been open for a month of business, although they have not learned Zhao Siniang's skills, but the general approach is still good, plus Jiang's craftsmanship is already good, she is in charge, although the taste is a little off, there is no big mistake.

Of course, cooking and soup is not a problem, but no one can make baked cakes, so Jiang changed his mind to steamed white-flour steamed buns. Due to the guidance of Zhao Siniang before, Jiang kneaded a small piece of lard into the dough that was originally used to make the puff pastry. Sure enough, the steamed buns are white and soft, and they look very good. Although the white-flour steamed buns are sold for two cents a piece, most customers think that it is a bit expensive, but the guests of the people in charge and the merchants also love to eat, and even some of the merchants will pack some to take away, and they can sell seven or eight cages every day. It was a bonus.

This day is already the third day of Zhao Siniang's fall, which coincides with the market day, and the shop is very busy early in the morning. Although I have invited two daughters-in-law in their twenties to wash the dishes, the people in the shop are still a little insufficient.

At this time, Jiang Xiaohu watched the fire in the back kitchen, Jiang Shi was in charge, and Zhao Shilang was on the side.

"Two small bowls of sweet tofu brains!" Zhao Sanniang, who was in charge of running the hall, walked quickly to the food outlet in the back kitchen, and while instructing Jiang, she put the four bowls of belly lungs and three noodles placed there into the tray.

"Hey, got it!" Jiang Shi responded, and the work in his hand did not stop, and continued to be busy sprinkling the white noodles that Zhao Sanlang asked for an urgent time into the pot.

Jiang doesn't have Zhao Siniang's ability to ramen and shave noodles, but she can roll noodles. Having learned the lessons of the previous two days, I rolled out a lot of noodles this morning. It's not going to be a rush at this point.

Zhao Shilang, who was standing not far away, was a little flustered, and was busy making the six bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup at hand. The soup ordered by a group of people has different requirements. Some want to add duck gizzard, and some want to add duck meat. There is also a ...... to add half a boiled egg. By the way, the eldest brother told me not to add chopped green onions to the bowl of soup with more fried tofu. However, what if it has already been added? No matter, add some fried tofu to this bowl of soup without chopped green onions!

Zhao Shilang stretched out his sleeve to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said secretly: It's not easy to get started! Alas. There's nothing easy about living.

Zhao Sanniang picked up the tray, and as soon as she turned around and glanced at the crowded lobby, she turned around again and asked, "Mother, is Shiro empty at this time?" If it's empty, let him come out and help run the hall! ”

"Uh, okay! I'll let him out! Jiang Shi hurriedly responded. In fact, there is still a lot of work in the back kitchen, and with Zhao Shilang helping her, she feels a little too busy, if Zhao Shilang is really transferred, she will definitely be too busy to touch the ground. It's just that she knows that Zhao Sanniang is a good and strong person. At this time, there must be too many guests in the lobby, and Zhao Sanniang really couldn't bear it, so she asked Zhao Shilang to go out to help. So she agreed without hesitation.

"Then you ask Shiro to send those two bowls of tofu brains directly to table seven!" After that, Zhao Sanniang hurriedly left with the tray.

A few days ago, when Zhao Siniang laughed at Zhao Silang for being too stupid, Zhao Sanniang was also very unkind and slandered Zhao Silang for not even being able to do such a simple job as running a hall, which was really useless. But after the real experience, Zhao Sanniang knew that the job of running the hall was not simple at all.

It is very difficult to sit eight teenagers at the table in the old shop, but the table in the new shop can sit twelve strong men when squeezed. Because the table is big enough, there are often three or even four groups of guests sharing a table. Although the runner only needs to be responsible for delivering soup and noodles. But if there are too many people, it will inevitably be confused. Although each table is marked with a table number, you can write down the table number without remembering the person's face, and when the time comes, the dishes will be served directly, and several groups of people will naturally take the food they ordered. But in theory, that's true. It is quite difficult to operate. Because there are often customers who order a meal and then run to the buffet table to buy some side dishes. After buying, you will choose to change the table if you find that the original table has been occupied by someone else, or if you find that there is another vacancy near the table. As a result, guests are often found to be found. I was in a hurry. As soon as his mind is hot, he will really feel like Zhao Shilang said, "I can't see the end at a glance".

After Zhao Sanniang, who had a headache, finished delivering the meal, she was busy cleaning up a few tables near the window and began to think about a solution.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard in the distance, and a group of people and horses galloped past in front of the shop. I don't know how many cars and horses pass by in front of the door every day, Zhao Sanniang doesn't care at all, she is busy and she doesn't even raise her head. It's just that soon the group turned back and drove straight to their shop, causing a crisp sound of horses' hooves on the blue brick ground in front of their house. So Zhao Sanniang looked out of the window curiously, and she couldn't take her eyes off this look.

I saw eight brown horses standing outside the door, and the young men on the horses were all dressed in uniform black suits. Eight horses surrounded a magnificent carriage, and the curtains made of royal blue background gold satin were gently blown by the wind, shining in the sun.

His shop had received several caravans before, and it was not uncommon for a group of thirty or forty guests to arrive. But although the number of guests in front of him is not large, and the dress is very low-key, it makes Zhao Sanniang feel very extraordinary.

The old man Jiang in the shop hurriedly went out after hearing the sound, but the implicit momentum made the old man Jiang, who has fifty years of experience, hesitate and dare not step forward.

But fortunately, although the eight young men sat on the horses without moving, their expressionless faces were daunting, but the little guy sitting next to the groom jumped out of the carriage neatly, and took the initiative to walk towards Old Man Jiang with a smile on his face.

Zhao Sanniang was anxious to know what the little girl would say to her grandfather, so she cleaned up the table with three or two clicks, and walked quickly towards the door of the shop with a tray full of dirty dishes. At this moment, she suddenly heard a noise from the buffet table, and turned her head to see that there was a customer at table seven, which was closest to the dining table, holding his throat and rolling on the ground.

Zhao Sanniang was startled, hurriedly put down the work in her hand, turned around and ran towards the dining table.

I saw that Zhao Yongzhong was about to squat down to check on the guest's situation, but was stopped by the young man who came with the guest.

The young man was in his early twenties, white-skinned, and quite gentle-looking. But a pair of eyes are dripping, and it doesn't look like a peaceful master. Sure enough, seeing a few guests coming around one after another, he immediately opened his throat and shouted, "Oh my God! This black shop is murdering for money! My brother only ate one bite of tofu brain and fell to the ground! ”

When the other guests in the shop heard about it, whether they ordered tofu brain or not, they all put down the food in their hands, felt uneasy, and got up to come over to watch.

Zhao Sanlang also rushed over from the other end of the shop, but after a few steps, he saw that the guest who was still writhing on the ground just now was motionless with his face down, and he was startled.

"This big brother, this guest officer suddenly collapsed in our shop, and we are all worried about him. And whether it's because of our family's food or not, you have to let us see what is going on with him, and if you should save him, you have to rescue him immediately, and you can't stop us from saving people! Zhao Sanlang hurriedly persuaded.

"What? Do you think we're here to find fault? Look, okay! I'll show you how the tofu in your black shop eats dead people! The young man cried out with a loud voice, and turned his companion over.

I saw that the guest's eyes were closed and his mouth was foaming at the mouth. All the onlookers gasped and began to discuss.

When the young man saw this, he became excited, and raised his hand to overturn the nearest buffet table. (To be continued.) )