When Gu Qingshan heard this, his expression moved slightly, the four of them cooked pasta only he cooked the most like Gu Qingzhu's cooking, however, in the final analysis, this image is not, although passers-by eat a novelty, delicious or not, but just a taste, but the old customers over the years can still taste the difference between wontons, but there are actually very few people who are willing to pull down their faces and say that they are not delicious, and most of them will not come directly next time.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists: "If the son has anything to say, please say it clearly." ”

"I can only eat, and I don't know how to do it." Mu Jincheng scooped up a wonton and looked at it carefully, shook his head and said, "The so-called food, even if it is a bowl of porridge and a plate of pickles, you must pay attention to the color, flavor and shape. ”

Gu Qingshan's face suddenly became ugly, although what he said was the problem, it was inevitably a little too much, how could the wontons he cooked be as bad as he said!

"I didn't eat anything." Bao Ying devoured it and ate all his share at once.

Pity him all the way, just now he bluffed again, he was really hungry, a bowl of belly, before he had time to distinguish the taste, it was gone.

"You are purely a monkey entering the peach orchard, Zhu Bajie eats the fruit of life, where is the taste, it is clearly a waste of things!" Mu Jincheng flicked his head and scolded with a smile.

Bao Ying rubbed his forehead and stared at the half bowl in front of him: "Eat quickly." ”

"I've rewarded you." Mu Jincheng raised his chin.

This wonton is already a great delicacy in the eyes of others, but for Mu Jincheng, who is very picky, he has eaten the food made by Gu Qingzhu himself, and the rest really can't get into his eyes.

Bao Ying Hula ate it in one go, and even drank the soup cleanly, and he burped contentedly and squinted with a smile.

Mu Jincheng stood up and patted Gu Qingshan's shoulder: "I only ate two today, I'll come back tomorrow, I hope you can let me eat half a bowl."

As for doing business, it doesn't depend on a temporary novelty, the shop is rented at my expense, you want to make money, and I don't want to be vacant, so it can be seen that we are now grasshoppers on a rope, one is prosperous, and the other is lost.

If you wait for this novelty to pass, you can't come up with better food, and the noodle business will definitely plummet, if so, I can't hire someone to do something else, such as rouge gouache and so on, but if you leave the noodle restaurant, I'm afraid there is no way out.

If you want business to be prosperous in the future, starting from tomorrow, the wonton is limited to 200 bowls a day, and the rest of the noodles are sold out, and the rest of the work is more pondering, rather than sacrificing the long-term benefits for the small profit in front of the eye. ”

After listening to his babbling words, Gu Qingshan and Fang Kui looked at each other, he was a bastard disciple, but he didn't expect that what he said made some sense.

"What are you doing stupidly, you either do as I say, or quickly call Gu Qingzhu to move all these rags, master, I am also the barbar of Nancang County's squirrel, when you close the door and go out of business, if it is known, I am the owner, wouldn't it be a shame to throw it to grandma's house!" Mu Jincheng, who glared at the phoenix, saw that they were unmoved, so he kicked the table leg hard, and the table shook along with the bowl on the table.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves, not to mention that what he said is also the crux of the problem, put up with him at this time, anyway, it is not a few days before Bai Lu, and when Qingzhu comes, he will make a plan.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingshan frowned and said, "We just listen to you." ”

"You guys think about it today, I'll come back tomorrow!" Mu Jincheng waved his hand and walked away impatiently.

It seems that he is not suitable for reasoning, and he is still good at tricking.

"I ate three bowls of wontons, and I didn't give money." Gu Daya cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, felt a pain in her flesh, and muttered quietly.

Zheng Zhaodi pinched the big girl's face: "You are a money fan, he is the owner, you dare to ask him for money?" ”

The eldest girl looked at Zhao Di with great sadness: "He won't use this excuse to come to eat and drink every day." ”

Fang Kui touched his chin, shook his head and said, "Look at his clothes, they are greasy and smooth, shining in the sun, such a rich man, he shouldn't have time to play with us." ”

"Forget it, don't think about him, let's think about it, what the wontons can't do." Gu Qingshan took a deep breath, as if he had emptied all the resentment in his chest.

The other three nodded wordlessly and followed Gu Qingshan into the kitchen.

Mu Jincheng has been coming every day since then, after talking about wontons, talking about steamed buns, and even the chopped green onions and coriander on the noodle soup were not neatly cut to the average size, and he was picky.

Gu Qingshan and the others were miserable, but they didn't dare to open their mouths, they only hoped that Gu Qingzhu would come as soon as possible to deal with this demon who ate and drank for nothing and picked bones in eggs.

Mu Jincheng enjoyed this every day, as if it was a dead wood watered by the spiritual spring, and suddenly came to life again, the old lady couldn't help but be overjoyed, just as the Bodhisattva appeared to bless her, and asked the bear steward to send someone to the Temple of Mercy and Grace to light a sea lantern, Lu got the news, and no one wanted to pick it up, resigned from Master Wu, and came back in a hurry.

Mu Shaotang saw that his mother and wife were happy, the backyard was stable, his hanging heart fell, he beat Mu Jincheng before, and he didn't regret it afterwards, and saw that he couldn't go out all day long, and he cooled down the fire early.

Now that he is also dead, he hopes that he has become an adult, and he should only raise a cat and a dog to make the old lady happy, so he no longer cares about Mu Jincheng, he doesn't know where he is every day, he turns a blind eye, as long as he doesn't make too much trouble, he doesn't know it, and he wants to be quiet in front of him.

Where did Gu Qingzhu, who was far away in Gujiaao, know these things, served the vegetable field and mulberry garden, and when the summer was about to end, she had already begun to be busy picking tea and making tea, and the Qin family had nothing to do recently, and often came to help her pick tea, so she didn't have to stay up late to make tea cakes.

Gu Qingshan and Gu Daya are not at home, Sun has to pick tea and take care of the family alone, busy from chicken crow to dog barking all day long, and Gu Shifu's injury, a month has passed in a flash, and the external injury has healed, he watched Sun go out early and return late, he was anxious, but he couldn't help at all.

Fortunately, Gu Xiaohua and her mother Xu occasionally got a moment and a half of work, and would come to give her a hand, Gu Shigen went out of the mountain to sell fresh leaves, and also brought her family by the way, which saved a lot of trouble.

The price of fresh leaves of autumn tea in Cuiping Town is still very low, and the price hovers around ten Wen, fortunately, the autumn tea is better than a large number of leaves, and the big people in the tea garden take advantage of the opportunity of the last wave of tea collection, men, women and children go into battle together, more or less make a little money.

When she arrived at Bailu, Gu Qingzhu saved a hundred tea cakes, and the tea cakes she made were all very regular two or so two, so that there were more than 20 catties, she entrusted Qingying to the Qin family early in the morning, and went out of the mountain to Nancang County on her back.

Autumn tea is the last of the tea market in the year, its price not only reflects the trend of the tea market this year, but also indicates the price of the coming year.

Sansheng Tea House was led by Mu Mingcheng to personally sit in the East Market, and Han Shouyi was still guarding the shop in the West Market, when Gu Qingzhu arrived, it was almost noon, and Han Shouyi was directing the guys to send the newly harvested fresh leaves to the back hall tea field to catch up.

"Shopkeeper Han, you're busy." Gu Qingzhu stepped into the shop and said with a smile.

Han Shouyi turned around: "Hey, Miss Gu, it's you, I haven't seen you for a few days." ”

"Well, Xia Cha has sold fresh leaves, and today, I'm bothering you to take a look at the autumn tea cakes." Gu Qingzhu removed the bamboo basket on his shoulder.

Han Shouyi patted the dust on his hands, and said with some embarrassment: "You probably don't know that this year's tea market is not as good as the first season, and Sansheng rarely accepts tea made outside." ”

Gu Qingzhu's heart was suffocated, and he smiled reluctantly: "I met the second master a few days ago, and I heard him say that the tea market was sluggish, but I didn't know that I had found such a field. ”

Han Shouyi sighed and said: "Hey, I know that your tea cakes must be good, and I have received you alone in the spring, but now I can't do it, I don't know what evil is going on in this year's tea market, and the price has collapsed. ”

Gu Qingzhu's palms were slightly cold, and he picked up the bamboo basket and said goodbye: "In that case, I'll go to Dongshi for a walk." ”

Unsettled, Gu Qingzhu walked quickly along the way, only had time to be on the road, and gnawed on the two multigrain steamed buns brought out from her house.

It's just that unlike usual, most of the tea sellers are sad, and the tea collectors are not much better, one by one they send their men to the big merchants' sheds to wander around, keep an eye on it, as long as the price fluctuates slightly, the wind will immediately be loud, so that the price of tea has been in a state of decline step by step.

Gu Qingzhu even asked several families, and the tea collectors praised her tea cakes, but there were few buyers, and they were more willing to buy fresh tea leaves and go back to their own workshops to make them.

After being rejected several times in a row, Gu Qingzhu couldn't help but be frustrated, she carried the bamboo basket on her back and walked forward between the tents, there were merchants on the left and right, but she didn't know which one to ask for the price.

"Miss Gu, why did you get here?" A warm male voice, just like the autumn sun at this time, makes people's hearts inexplicably warm.

Gu Qingzhu stood still, looked around, and found that there were two stalls behind her, and a man with deep eyebrows stood out, waving to her with a smile.

"Sir." Gu Qingzhu walked up to him and smiled.

In her eyes, he is a gentle and elegant humble gentleman, more like a teacher who preaches and teaches his profession, rather than a businessman who smells of copper.

"You didn't go to open a noodle shop, why did you sell tea again?" Mu Mingcheng could already smell the leisurely aroma of tea cakes in the sun, as well as the crisp smell of grass and trees on the girl in front of him.

Gu Qingzhu really didn't want to talk to him in detail, so he only said lightly: "I am from the mountains in the end, and selling tea is my duty, but I don't know that it has only been a season, and the price is so low, and now no one even collects tea cakes." ”

"No matter what the others, your tea, Sansheng always collects it, didn't you go to Shopkeeper Han?" Mu Mingcheng let her into the tent and poured her a cup of tea.

Gu Qingzhu took a sip, moistened his dry lips, lowered his head and said gloomily: "Shopkeeper Han has told me, besides, I also asked a few in Dongshi, and most of them don't accept tea cakes now." ”

"This is not false, now that the tea market is sluggish, I am afraid that the tea cakes outside are not well made, and the big merchants would rather make their own, but others don't know your craftsmanship, so you can say this, but the shopkeeper Han doesn't know, why is he confused today?" Mu Mingcheng twisted his eyebrows and said with some surprise.