Chapter Ninety-One: Open a Small Stove
"It's better." Yan Chengtao understood, in addition to the ten tables in the lobby, there are six private rooms upstairs in the Qiuwei Restaurant, and the money is settled according to the table, and there is no need for the young man to remember the wooden sign, so there is basically no mistake.
"Then if someone else imitated the wooden card, but didn't actually order food, but took out the wooden card......" Guizi thought about it in his heart, but halfway through the speech, he suddenly realized that he was stupid, "Hehe, I'm confused, as long as I take out the brand, I have to pay." ”
"That sounds good." Guizi added, looking at Qi Jiuli's eyes with admiration and fear.
Qi Jiuli understands Guizi's psychology a little, but as long as she doesn't care, it's someone else who is uncomfortable.
In the morning, Qi Jiuli ate the first lunch in ancient times, in order to stagger the time with the guests, the autumn flavor restaurant had lunch at two o'clock, and they ate in turn, all in the backyard.
A large bowl of scrambled eggs with leeks, a pot of vinegared cabbage, a large bowl of oily potato soup and a large bowl of fried lettuce with some meat foam, the staple food is sorghum rice with sweet potato wedges.
When Qi Jiuli sat down, Jiang Houchun came over with a plate, which contained three Erhe noodle steamed buns, "Jiuli, this is yours, you didn't use breakfast in the restaurant, you can take these, eat them at noon, and bring them back at night." ”
"One person has so many steamed buns?" Qi Jiuli was a little surprised, even if he was an adult, he could eat two thick steamed buns for breakfast, but he was divided into three.
"Two for one person, but everyone else drank porridge and ate vegetables, and you didn't, so there are three." Jiang Houchun explained with a smile.
"Thank you, Uncle Jiang." Qi Jiuli smiled and thanked him, and went home at night to bring it to his brother.
The other guys who ate saw that some people felt sour in their hearts, and some people smiled, but no one said anything unpleasant, after all, they ate other people's fried rice cakes in the morning, which was oily, watery, and precious white rice.
Qi Jiuli observed while eating, everyone was a little cautious, and there were many more sorghum rice, a few less sweet potatoes, and a few more bites of eggs, but they were all acquaintances, and they always had to leave some good meals for those who didn't come to eat later, and Qi Jiuli ate quite happily.
After lunch, Qi Jiuli was busy, because the guests of the Qiuwei restaurant came one after another, and seeing the scene of a full house, Qi Jiuli was also a little excited, she occasionally welcomed a guest and served a plate, but most of the time she was remembering the price list she had just gotten.
When the young man led the guests to settle the bill, Qi Jiuli could almost know the price without looking at the price list.
Of course, there were guests who didn't trust Qi Jiuli at the beginning, she was so young that she could calculate the accounts, but she counted several tables in a row, and only after the guests themselves did they know how powerful she was.
However, most of the guests are regular customers, they know the price of Qiuwei restaurant very well, and when they come to eat, as long as they have a little dish, they know how much money they need to spend, so Qi Jiuli opened his mouth and calculated the true amount, they were amazed, and called Yan Chengtao a good one.
Although Qi Jiuli was a little uncomfortable on the busy first day, there was nothing wrong with him, and he still looked at ease in the eyes of outsiders, but Qi Jiuli himself was irritable.
There was a commotion in the lobby, mixed with all the smells, and she was engaged in the service industry for the first time, but she was actually uncomfortable, and her face was stiff with a smile.
After the busy time at noon, the Qiuwei restaurant was a little more leisurely, and there were no guests in the lobby to eat at the end of the morning, so Jiang Houchun called Qi Jiuli to the back kitchen and asked her to help taste the taste.
Qi Jiuli was happy, this was a blatant small stove, and Jiang Houchun's cooking skills were nothing to say, so Qi Jiuli ate bean paste pies, pretzel pork ribs and a bowl of pork belly chicken soup in the afternoon, the soup was milky white and slightly spicy, and Qi Jiuli felt that he had tasted the taste of white pepper.
"Pepper?" Qi Jiuli leaned in and whispered.
Jiang Houchun's eyes lit up, "Sure enough, Jiuli knows." ”
Qi Jiuli smiled, "To be honest, I didn't taste it, and I really missed this flavor and spice." ”
"I went to the county hospital to buy a lot of medicinal herbs back, I have tasted it myself, asked the doctor, also studied a few flavors of medicinal food, a few days to launch, with a spicy taste of medicinal herbs, I found a few, this pork belly chicken soup put some pepper, the taste is particularly good." Jiang Houchun said with a smile.
Because of the new development of seasoning, Jiang Houchun is now more and more enthusiastic about things in the kitchen, and he feels that the Jiang family's recipes can add a lot of thickness to his hands.
At dinner time, there were still many customers in the Qiuwei restaurant, and when Qi Qizhu and Qi Basong came to find Qi Jiuli with their bookbags on their backs, Qi Jiuli was still busy settling accounts, and the two waited for two quarters of an hour before Qi Jiuli slowly became free, and Yan Chengtao asked Qi Jiuli to go home first.
Jiang Houchun enthusiastically packed Qi Jiuli for dinner and the three steamed buns in the morning, and the basket he brought in the morning was still full in the evening.
Qi Qizhu was a little silent all the way, and Qi Jiuli smiled and said that he was happy to see it today, and then he found out, "Brother, what's wrong with you?" ”
"The business of restaurants and liquor stores is good at night, but the work is late, this job is not suitable for you, if you are just an apprentice in the bookkeeper, which shop can't do it." Qi Qizhu said.
"Brother, now the days are getting longer and longer, and when it comes to winter, don't you live in the town, you and your eighth cousin also live, let Shixiang and Eleven also live in the winter, and you don't have to take care of the fields in the winter anyway, it's also a cat winter at home, and cats in the town are the same as cats in Qiliangou." Qi Jiuli said.
"What's more, I had a very fulfilling life in the Qiuwei restaurant today, and I also ate a lot of delicious food, Uncle Jiang is very good to me, I am a person who can open a small stove." Qi Jiuli said complacently, "No, this basket of delicious food is here, and there is almost no need to cook for dinner, and the eighth cousin will also bring some back to the uncle and aunt to taste together." ”
In order to get home earlier, the three of them walked faster than usual, and they arrived in half an hour, but it was completely dark.
"Nine miles?" As soon as the three of them arrived at the entrance of the village, several figures came over, Qi Shan, Chi Lingmiao, Qi Shixiang and Qi Shiyi.
"Sister (eldest sister), you're finally back." Qi Shixiang and Qi Shiyi looked aggrieved and ran up and hugged Qi Jiuli, Qi Jiuli was a little sad, how did the two of them look a little like left-behind children.
I was relieved to see people, Qi Jiuli immediately brought two envelopes of the vegetables in the basket to Qi Basong, and then the four brothers and sisters went home, Qi Shixiang lit the oil lamp, and dismantled the food that Qi Jiuli brought back, good guy, a chicken leg, a vegetable put together, and a large bag of Erhe noodles steamed buns, a full six.
With hot porridge soup and steamed buns, the four of them took turns biting chicken legs, and dinner had a special taste.