The chef rubbed his hands and smiled so much that two catties of lard were hidden in the corners of his mouth: "You wait, I'll buy you a few good dishes on the street!" Scratching his hair, he didn't forget to greet Xiao Er when he turned around and went out: "Second son, go, take out the wine for the distinguished guests!" ”

It turns out that the second little shop is called the second son... Qiaozhi is in awe of the restaurant's naming skills.

The only chef in the restaurant went out to buy vegetables, and the second son was not idle, hehe sat at the next table with a smile, and watched Qiaozhi eat very reservedly with chopsticks, so he spoke: "The girl eats so elegantly, it's different from what I've seen before." ”

Qiaozhi scooped a spoonful of tofu and put it in the bowl, and sandwiched a small piece of egg to decorate, and was a little helpless when she heard Xiao Er's words: "It's not... There are five of us, and you can make us two dishes... I don't have to be reserved about this, what else can others eat..."She nodded in the direction of Bai Jian, "Look at this hero, he still eats tea and not vegetables." ”

Bai Jian was holding the tea and blowing, and when she heard this, she put the tea bowl on the table, looked at Xiao Er, her eyes were sincere, and there was a deep meaning in her eyebrows, 'Why hasn't the cook come back, I'm dying of hunger'.

Xiao Er was stunned by this look, and he didn't want to be uncomfortable, so he stayed for a moment before stumbling on the interface: "Our chef should be back soon... You wait a little longer..."

"Okay." Bai Jian sighed again, his chin rested on the table, and his eyes were gloomy, "Anyway, being idle is idle, and waiting is waiting." Why don't you take advantage of this opportunity to introduce us to this restaurant? Why did this boss still run away? ”

When it comes to this, Xiao Er is really nagging. He cleared his throat, almost tearfully and danced to the pretty branches and painted a picture of a human tragedy.

According to him, the original boss had spent a lot of money on the decoration of this restaurant, and the carved wooden door on the upper floor alone was not cheap. And the purpose of these two floors is similar to what Qiao Zhi thought - the upper floor is elegant and dignified, which is for those ink scholars to eat tea and rest; The lower class is more simple and easy-going, and it is also more full of charlatanism, which is prepared for ordinary people to have a light meal.

It stands to reason that the owner of the original restaurant has implemented this policy of 'grasping with both hands and being hard with both hands', and even if the restaurant is not very popular, it will not be so depressed. But things are strange here, except for a few waves of people who came in during the opening period, and then they became more and more sluggish day by day, and gradually they didn't bother to clean and say hello.

What's even more weird is that at first, the boss also pretended to be a diner and went to other taverns to learn from them, obviously the decoration, ingredients, and chef's skills were not as good as theirs, but they were full of seats every day, and they made a lot of money.

At the beginning, the boss ordered this store because he valued the prosperity of other restaurants on this street, used all his belongings, and borrowed money from a few of them to buy this restaurant. I thought I would be able to turn the tables back soon, but I didn't expect to be unable to make ends meet every day.

In the end, the boss couldn't even afford to pay his salary. A few employees walked and ran, and in the end, only he and the cook were left here. It's not because of morality, it's just because they borrowed money from their bosses and didn't dare to run.

Xiao Er sighed as he spoke, and almost knelt on the ground and set a small bowl to beg for them. Qiaozhi swallowed the last bite of the egg, and turned her head to look at the door that was still not moving, "So why did your boss run away?" Such a big restaurant said no, don't want it? If he sells it, he will lose even more. ”

"Alas. You don't know what you know. Xiao Er's sad strands of knotted hair, "I, Chef Fang, and the boss are fellow villagers. At the beginning, the money for buying a restaurant and decorating it was actually about the same. It's just that the boss pays a little more. ”

"When it first opened, I hired more than a dozen junior chefs and helpers. In the end, I can't afford to pay the salary, or me and Lao Fang... Oh, it's the chef who just went out to buy you food. The shopkeeper smiled bitterly, "The boss didn't give us a thorough idea when he ran, so he left us a few taels of silver and a house deed and a land deed." ”

"I left a note telling us that he couldn't hold on. Whether the restaurant is sold or rented is at our disposal. The more Xiao Er spoke, the more excited he became, and he slapped the table again and again, "But you can talk about it!" It's such a broken ground, how can anyone look at it! It's the first time we've opened in the past few days. ”

Qiaozhi felt that no matter how she looked at this situation, it was like Jiangnan Leather Factory, talking about the boss Huang He and her sister-in-law. Just when she was wandering in the sky, Chef Fang, who went out to buy vegetables, finally appeared belatedly.

He carried a few oily paper bags in his left hand and a small jar of wine in his right arm.

When he arrived at the table, he carefully put down the paper bag and accompanied them with a smile: "You try it, this is the most famous roast chicken and sauce beef on West Street, I queued for a long time to get it, but it's delicious!" As he spoke, he sweated down his neck, and the soft/flesh on his chin shook.

Bai Jian had already unwrapped the rope and started eating. Although Qiaozhi was almost full, looking at Chef Fang's eager gaze, he still took a piece of sauced beef and stuffed it into his mouth.

Melts in your mouth with a hint of saltiness. Her eyes lit up, and she picked up another piece of sauced beef and ate it.

"Delicious, girl?" Chef Fang smiled innocently.

"Hmm." Pretty Eda feels that the BGM that has not been seen for many days has a tendency to sound again.

"It's delicious." Chef Fang touched his head, "We'll do these too." When I get back, I'll give you a few things to do, and the taste is no worse than this. ”

He saw that Bai Jian was eating quickly and urgently, obviously hungry, so he glanced at Xiao Er and said, "You eat first, and after eating, I'll take you around and see our shop." ”

After eating, Qiaozhi asked Xiao Er for a clean towel, wiped her mouth reservedly, and said to Chef Fang, who was standing on the side, "Do you want to... Quote a price first? We talk as we watch. ”

Chef Fang smiled dryly: "Our business is not good, but the decoration is okay." To say the offer... My second son and I are both rough people, I really don't understand, why don't you walk around with me first and see the price in your heart? A few fluttering words threw the problem to Qiaozhi again.

“... Yes. Qiaozhi turned the bowl and was about to get up, when she heard the little second ask with a little question, "How many may I ask... Who is going to buy a restaurant? Is this the girl? ”

Well?? Is this sexist? Qiaozhi frowned: "Isn't it me who has been asking if you sell restaurants or not?" "How... It's coming, and it's questioning.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The little second coughed and arched his hand towards Qiaozhi, "I didn't expect it to be the girl's housekeeper." As he spoke, he moved his gaze to Bai Jian's face, sympathetic and trying not to show it, "Childe loves his wife, it's really tight!" What a model, a role model! ”

Bai Jian spat out half a mouthful of tea, and Qingyue hurriedly rubbed her chest, obviously choking as well.

Qiaozhi's face was blue and white for a while, and she wanted to explain, but looking at Xiao Er and Chef Fang, they looked like I understand and I understand... I feel that the more I explain, the more wrong it becomes. After being silent for a long time, he calmed down: "You better take us around to take a look." ”

Chef Fang nodded yes and walked ahead to lead the way. Xiao Er followed behind them, striking back and forth, with a big posture of being afraid that they would run away.

A group of people walked near the counter, this is Xiao Er's home field, obviously a very ordinary wooden table and chair with a lock, but he blew it like a flower, like a black-hearted tour guide who fooled tourists without blinking in his previous life.

Bai Jian listened to his fancy praise noncommittal, looked around, raised his chin and signaled to go to the back kitchen to have a look.

Chef Fang diligently lifted the curtain representing the back kitchen for Bai Jian, and as soon as Qiao Zhi entered, he saw piles of oil-stained dishes piled together, and there were even flies and Xiaoqiang crawling around on them. The air was filled with the smell of swishing food, and Pretty Branch retched and covered her nose.

Xiao Er observed his words on the side, and said with a dry smile: "It's a bit messy, but look at our side-" He walked quickly to the place where the stove was placed, "The pots and stoves are all complete, and you can take a look at this stove!" He patted the edge of the stove vigorously, "It's not a problem to cook dozens of people at the same time!" ”

Pretty Branch pinched her nose and looked at the stains on the walls and the cobwebs in the corners, frowning and not answering.

Chef Fang laughed dryly, led them out of the kitchen, and went up the stairs.

It may be the reason why no one has come up for a long time, and the stairs are creaking. Xiao Er, who was following alongside, hurriedly said, "Our staircase is very strong!" He jumped on the spot, "You don't have to worry about that. ”

Qiaozhi nodded silently, and lifted the pretended elegant gauze curtain hanging on the door frame. The upstairs looks much better than the downstairs and the back kitchen, the carvings on the wooden doors are a little crude, but they also look a little more elegant from a distance. There are also several intentional ink paintings hanging on the wall.

Xiao Er saw that Qiaozhi's face softened slightly, and hurriedly said: "Look at these private rooms upstairs in us, they were all designed and decorated by famous artists. The private room at the end of the corridor is the best decorated, and the sunshine is good, so you and your son will definitely be able to live a harmonious and beautiful life when you move there in the future! ”

Pretty Eda went to look at the room at the end of the corridor, and before she could see the structure of the room when she pushed the door open, she choked on the dust that came from her face.

"Alas, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Chef Fang rubbed his hands, "We haven't cleaned this room since the boss ran away. I was so excited that I forgot about it. ”

"Look at this bed!" Xiao Er walked in, patted the bed, and stirred up a few layers of dust, and he smiled obscenely in the dust. "Look at this bed! Soft enough! When you and your son live in, you will definitely have a great experience! ”

... ... Qiaozhi turned indifferently and went downstairs.

A few people followed Xiao Er and Chef Fang to see several other places, but they were all a little unremarkable, only Xiao Er insisted on touting it, vowing to blow this restaurant with no one into a 'Michelin three-star' configuration.

They've walked around all the places they should have been, and they're back in the original hall. Chef Fang and the shopkeeper looked at the pensive Qiaozhi and Bai Jian with blank eyes, waiting for their final answer.

Qiaozhi cleared her throat, staring at the expressions on the faces of the two of them, and said slowly, "How much are you going to sell?" ”

To buy is to buy, after all, the place where Li Wusheng pointed out at the beginning is here, and it is this price... But we need to have a good discussion.

Hearing this, Xiao Er and Chef Fang glanced at each other, with surprise in their eyes, only to see Chef Fang tremblingly take out a deed from his arms and unfold it, with a sad face, "When the boss bought it, it cost this amount." "Stretch out your hand to compare eight, but you have a relationship with him, and we really don't have any money, "I'll sell you this number!" He held out six fingers.

Well... Qiaozhi thought about the price and tentatively said, "Sixty taels? ”

Hearing this, Chef Fang's face turned a little whiter, he gasped, and covered the deed to his chest, "Are you joking?" Such a big restaurant! Six hundred taels! ”

Six hundred taels?? Qiaozhi's eyes widened, and she secretly thought to herself how many silver tickets Yu Yuanqiao gave her, six hundred taels, this is a money grab! She shook her head regretfully, and raised one foot to the door.