Thanks to Jia Yi's stir-fry with less salt, otherwise the four people who just eat vegetables and don't eat staple food would have to die, touched their shriveled stomach, and a wry smile filled Jia Yi's face. Back in the kitchen again, a pot of pimple soup quickly came out of the pot, and some soup was served to the four people, Cui Wei scooped up the thick pimples, and feasted on them, the four people looked at the thin pimples in their bowls, everyone was full of resentment towards Jia Yi, and only a full stomach told them that they really couldn't eat too much.

Eating and drinking, in the Tang Dynasty, where there was no entertainment, gossip became the only pastime.

The five of them sat down, ready to chat, Jia Yi really couldn't stand the feeling of kneeling on the futon, and chose to sit cross-legged, but when he looked up, he found that all four people from the Lin family were sitting on the bed, looking at Jia Yi who was moving back and forth and choosing a comfortable sitting posture with his head down and big eyes.

Jia wanted to stand up, but after thinking about it, if he stood up and started chatting, then he could only stand, but he was not thin-skinned, and he was very attractive, whatever they thought.

"Ahem, I really didn't expect that Jia Yi you still have such a ability."

This can be regarded as a compliment, and people with a little knowledge of the idiom of pampering and arrogance know that in order to avoid domestic slaves from bullying their masters, every family owner will not give too much praise to domestic slaves, especially domestic slaves like Jia Yi who have a lot of skills.

"It's the master's teaching." Since he is a house slave, he must have the consciousness of being a house slave, at least Jia Yi will not show his very proud smile on his face.

"Ahem, do a good job, I will give you back your freedom in the future."

This can be regarded as a promise, Jia Yiming knows that Old Man Lin is trying to win him over, but if he dares to behave very indifferently at this time, then what awaits him must be the end of being sold, arrogance is not a thing that can appear on a house slave, Jia Yi, who knows his identity deeply, showed a grateful look for the first time, if he is not used to kneeling, maybe he will really bow to Old Man Lin.

"Thank you, Master."

"Ahem, you should go back first, do a good job."

"Yes."

The courtyard of the Lin family's three entrances has never belonged to Jia Yi's room, from the day he came to the Lin family, the place where he slept was the firewood room in the backyard of the restaurant, and now he has grown to fourteen years old, you must know that this age is the age when you can marry a wife and have children in the Tang Dynasty, the three young ladies of the Lin family, plus the sick son of the old man Lin, there is really no one who can stop Jia Yi's plots, so the old man Lin is even more afraid to keep him in the house for the night.

When night fell, the night without moonlight in the Tang Dynasty was destined to be dark, and before going out, Lin Ruyu, who followed out to lock the door, didn't say anything about giving a lantern or anything, Jia Yi could only walk slowly in the direction of the restaurant in the dark.

Jia Yi finally stood outside the door of the backyard of the restaurant, groped and opened the door, and returned to the firewood room, it was still dark.

The two big eyes staring at him couldn't feel any light, and Jia Yi even felt that he could fall asleep with his eyes open, and didn't he close his eyes just to block the light.

Lying on the bed with his hands pillowed, Jia Yi couldn't sleep for a long time, dreamed back to the Tang Dynasty, and came here for more than a thousand years because he closed his eyes for a night. It's also unfortunate to become someone else's house slave, no human rights, it's not easy to do anything or say anything in these years, since you have come here, then you must live a good life, human rights are the first goal.

Determined the goal of working hard for a period of time in the future, Jia Yi turned over and slowly fell asleep.

Jia Yi had a dream this night, dreaming that he was back in the twenty-first century, lying on the soft Simmons, feeling the comfort of the whole body sinking into the bed, and sleeping beautifully.

"Giggle~"

I reluctantly opened my eyes, saw the dilapidated roof, and slightly turned my head to see the window lattice without window paper to block the wind, sighed faintly, and got up from the grass dream, saying that it was strange, after sleeping for so many nights, the grass mat was no longer as panicked as it was at the beginning.

The busy day started again, and the good weather for several days made the haze in Jia Yi's heart slowly dissipate, isn't it just living in the Tang Dynasty, what dynasty is not alive? As a modern person, if you can't live a little like yourself in the Tang Dynasty, I'm really sorry for the cramming test-taking education in later generations.

Rice cooking, kneading dough pancakes, and then with the meat residue left over from the first two oil consumption, breakfast is complete, take a bite of the cake, a piece of meat scrap, and then a mouthful of millet porridge, this day, than the old man Lin is stronger.

Today's noon restaurant is still mainly oily dough, but tomorrow these meat scraps will be available, and fried food will enter the eyes of the majority of diners from tomorrow.

After Jia Yi's consumption in the past two days, the fat of the pork in the restaurant has dropped rapidly, and after the last fat in the film, there will be pork belly left in the restaurant.

Jia Yi said that it didn't matter, wait a while to see who came, and let her bring a message to Old Man Lin.

By noon, everything Jia Yi needed to prepare had been prepared, and he was waiting for the opening, the business was really hot these days, and he couldn't be busy alone.

Lin Meiyu, who was late, just smiled apologetically at Jia Yi, and asked Jia Yi to remove the door panel and open the door.

There were still a lot of people standing outside the door, but Jia Yi just glanced at it and found that there were fewer diners standing outside than in the previous few days, it seems that this oily noodles have begun to be familiar to the people of Duqu County, and it should not be sold for a few days.

Boss Wang, who came to the Laifu Inn yesterday, came today as promised, opened the door to do business, Jia Yi didn't show anything unnatural, and smiled at Boss Wang as a greeting, but Lin Meiyu obviously had a trace of coldness on her face, but it was much better than her sister.

"Little brother, today's oily noodles shouldn't be sold out anymore, hehe......" Boss Wang still maintained the smile on his face, even in the face of Jia Yi, the domestic slave of the Lin family, he did not show any contempt.

"That's nature, sit down for a while, I'll go get it for you." After speaking, I drilled into the kitchen and started today's busyness.

The guests at other tables finished eating the noodles and touched their mouths with burps and turned their heads to leave, but Boss Wang was like a big girl, chewing each dough slice seventeen or eighteen times before swallowing it, if this is placed in the future generations, Jia Yi can treat him as a health preservation, but in front of him, Jia Yi is sure that he must have something to ask for.

"I'm sorry everyone, there are no ingredients for today, if there are any guests who want to eat, please be early tomorrow." Luo Quanyi Jia Yi has been doing it for several days, and he has long been familiar with it, and in the face of the complaints of the guest officials who didn't eat the oily noodles, he still smiled at each other, and the loss was not something that caused people to be angry, and he didn't need to practice spitting on his own.

Looking at the scolding guest officer, Boss Wang, who was sitting cross-legged at the low table, his eyes were hot, although his inn was already one of the best in Duqu County, but this kind of lively scene had never appeared in his inn, and he tightened the chopsticks in his hand, and strengthened the idea in his mind.

When there was only Boss Wang left in the restaurant, Jia smiled and came to Boss Wang's table, now there are basically no outsiders, and what he wants to say in his heart can be said now.

"I don't know if Boss Wang is still satisfied with the oily noodles in the shop?"

"Satisfied, satisfied, very satisfied."

Boss Wang quickly pulled the noodles in the pottery bowl into his mouth, chewed two bites quickly, and rushed down with the soup in the bowl, and then gave Jia Yi an affirmative answer with a smile on his face.

"If you are satisfied, pay quickly." Lin Meiyu didn't know when she came to Jia Yi's back, and her cold words made Boss Wang's face full of embarrassment.

The five eldest sons were placed on the table, but Boss Wang had no intention of leaving.

"I don't know what else Boss Wang has to teach me, my small shop is about to close." Jia Yi saw that Boss Wang was so calm, so he simply issued an eviction order, if you want to say hurry up, don't say hurry up, Lao Tzu is busy.

"Hehe, little brother, I wonder if you can sell me the recipe for this oily dough sheet?"

"Dreaming." Jia Yi didn't speak yet, but Lin Meiyu's cold words came from behind Jia Yi for the first time.

Seeing this, if Lin Meiyu is not done first, this is more than a deal.

"Second Miss, take a step to speak."

After coming to the distance to make sure that Boss Wang couldn't hear the conversation between the two, Jia Yi said his thoughts: "Second Miss, look, although our oily noodles are very popular, judging from the number of guests today, this prosperous state cannot last too long, my idea is that we can sell this recipe and make a lot of money." ”

Lin Meiyu's beautiful eyes suddenly glared at the boss after Jia Yi's words fell, as if he was watching a neurotic, the success of the oil-splashed noodles can be said to have regained the vitality of the Sifang Restaurant, not to mention Lin Meiyu, who doesn't understand trading, even the old man Lin feels that if he can continue to maintain this craft, he will definitely be able to make the Sifang Restaurant more prosperous, but Jia Yi said that he would sell the formula, could it be that he is crazy?

Besides, Boss Wang is the culprit who caused Old Man Lin to be bedridden, even if the secret recipe for this oily dough sheet is to be sold, he can't sell it to him.

As a result, Lin Meiyu said very resolutely: "No." ”

Jia Yi felt that it was difficult for him to explain to Lin Meiyu what a market economy is and what is advantageous sales, so he thought about it for a while, anyway, this secret recipe is his own, so he simply came back and sold it.

"I'm done."