Master Fang was sitting in the flower hall in the east wing of the backyard drinking tea at this moment, taking one sip after another with relish, as if Fang Dashao, who was standing at the door and scolding the young man, had nothing to do with him.

This old man's plan is good, although this property was broken by the younger son, he does not expect to be rich and poor, so let the younger son share a restaurant with the eldest son. But the eldest son will help the younger son take care of the business here in the future, if he can establish his prestige in front of the subordinates, even if the younger son is not happy after he comes back, it is a brotherly contradiction, at least these subordinates dare not give the eldest son a little face.

He is calculating everything here, and Young Master Fang is also showing off his martial arts, so he is not arrogant.

At this moment, a young woman suddenly walked into the back door of the restaurant, with a thin figure, a delicate appearance, a cotton dress cut and neat.

Fang Dashao thought that this was the lady in charge of the back kitchen of the restaurant, so he straightened his chest and scolded, "You slave, how long have you been working, and you actually came so late, but you don't want this errand." ”

Master Fang is not stupid, those young chefs who originally lowered their heads to listen to the training saw the woman coming, like bud seedlings watered by the spring rain, they immediately raised their heads, their eyes faintly overflowing with joy and hope. The old man felt that something was wrong in his heart, and when he was thinking about what to say, Pucao over there had already opened his mouth first, and scolded in a low voice, "The restaurant is going to have guests, why don't you quickly wipe the table and prepare the ingredients, what are you doing here?" Do you want guests to come and drink the wind? ”

Hearing this, the young men secretly looked up at the Fang family's father and son, with a slight hint of hesitation on their faces. The fat cook got up early to think about a soup, and rushed over to show off, not wanting to be blocked by the Fang family's father and son, who were eager to shake their majesty. He was standing behind the crowd at this moment, and he had already scolded the "master" who appeared out of nowhere.

Now, as soon as he saw the master coming, he clearly didn't take the Fang family's father and son in his eyes, and immediately straightened his waist, and his big belly stood up, and he responded in a loud voice, "What the master said is that I still have soup boiling on the stove." Listen to whomever you are paid, and you will be stupid when you get up in the morning. ”

As he spoke, he smiled and saluted Pu Cao, and then strode out of the door and went straight to Baiyunju opposite, and the rest of the young men and the cooks saw that someone was taking the lead, and they had already been angry that Fang Dashao washed their faces with saliva, and immediately dispersed. This one wipes the tables and chairs with a rag, and the other moves the dishes, whether it is true or not, they are all busy with smoke under their feet.

Fang Da Shao reprimanded all the people and waited for a disgraced face, just when his heart was dark, and suddenly he was the only one standing alone in the courtyard, and he suddenly couldn't react. He blinked, and suddenly pointed at Pu Cao and scolded, "What are you, actually pointing fingers at our minions?" I..."

"Brother Wen, shut up!" Master Fang also saw that Pu Cao commanded everyone so calmly at this time, there must be something extraordinary, and naturally he didn't want his son to scold and cause trouble, so he walked out of the house with a scolding, arched his hand at Pu Cao, and asked in a harmonious voice, "I don't know if this lady has a big name, but the manager of this restaurant?" ”

Pu Cao glanced at Fang Dashao, who was annoyed, and replied with a smile to Master Fang, "This is Master Fang, the little woman's surname is Zhang, and her name is Pu Cao." This restaurant was opened by me and Fang Gongzi Heyin, so the guys and cooks in the building call me Zhang Dongjia on weekdays. ”

Old Man Fang's eyes flashed, and he was surprised in his heart. He knows very well what his youngest son is, I don't know what he has buried in his heart since he was a child, and he rarely has friends who can get along. Now, how can you open a restaurant with this woman, is it because she has suddenly changed her temperament, or is this woman having some superb means?

He hesitated here, but Fang Dashao shouted over there, "Where did the woman come from is full of lies, Brother Guan'er's poisonous guy, if he has money and doesn't earn it, how can he share the wealth with others?" You lie and don't look at the place, I'm his brother, my father is his father, who can you fool. ”

Pu Cao really didn't want to waste an extra drop of saliva on this stupid Fang Dashao, so he snorted coldly and responded, "If you don't believe it, you can't help it, when Fang Gongzi comes back, naturally everything will be clear." ”

After she finished speaking, she turned to Master Fang and said lightly, "The restaurant is heavy, and all kinds of food involve secret recipes, so it's really not good to keep many outsiders." After a while, the charcoal fire will rise, and there will be smoke everywhere, and I am afraid that it will burn the distinguished guests. How about Master Fang and Master Fang move to Nian En Garden to sit down, and when Master Fang comes back, I will definitely tell him early and ask him to rush back as soon as possible. ”

A few words were both soft and hard, and Master Fang's face sank and he was not good, but Fang Dashao scolded, "You actually dare to drive us away?" How daring! This is our Fang family's restaurant, you can't believe what a little lady says, I'm going to watch here. My brother is not here, you don't know the origin of the girl, don't play tricks and swallow our restaurant. ”

As soon as his words fell, the old shopkeeper Chen, who had received the news from his grandson, had already rushed over with the help of his son, and when he heard this, he immediately glared angrily, "This restaurant belongs to our young master, who is making a big fuss here!" Zhang Dongjia is the second owner of this restaurant, why did she swallow the restaurant? ”

The father and son of the Fang family turned their heads and looked, their faces were a little bad. Every time Master Fang saw this old shopkeeper, he couldn't help but feel weak in his heart, after all, this old man was an old man who followed Fang Jie's mother, how their family treated Fang Jie's mother, this old man couldn't be more clear.

said a thousand words and ten thousand, the past things have passed, but now he brought his eldest son to Cuiluan City, and what he said was good was to help, and if it didn't sound good, it was to rob. How could he not be weak-hearted?

Old Man Fang coughed dryly twice, and said stubbornly, "Old Chen, why are you here too?" Didn't you say that you are not in good health and come back to retire? ”

Old Shopkeeper Chen snorted heavily, and said coldly, "The old slave is a life to worry about all his life, when the second lady died, he told the old slave to take good care of the young master and not let him be bullied." But the old slave was not angry, and watched the young master worship the shop in the capital, and now the old slave is too sick to get out of bed and has to hold on, saving the young master that the last bit of family business is also planned by others. ”

Master Fang's face was so red that he wanted to scold a few words and endured it, and finally flicked his sleeves and went back to the flower hall, ignoring and not speaking, he had a posture of letting go to the end.

Fang Dashao originally wanted to scold a few words, but when he saw that everyone in the courtyard was looking at him with round eyes. Chen and his father and son clenched their fists even more, as soon as he opened his mouth to insult Old Man Chen, they were about to rush up and fight desperately, so they couldn't help but tremble twice in their hearts, and threw down a sentence dryly, "I'll clean you up later." After speaking, he also went back to the flower hall.

Old Shopkeeper Chen was so angry that his tears almost fell, "Madam, you have a spirit in heaven to bless the young master from this sea of suffering, why can't these wicked people let the young master go." ”

Pu Cao didn't want the old man to be sad, so he stepped forward to help him and comforted, "Uncle Chen, your young master knows it in his heart, he will definitely deal with it when he comes back, and he won't suffer." Your old man is not in good health, so don't be angry with these outsiders. ”

Chen He and the others also echoed and persuaded the old man to go home and lie down, but unfortunately the old man was afraid that his young master's hard-earned family business would be taken away again, and he would stay in the town.

Pucao couldn't, so he had to help the old man go to a room that was used for a rest on weekdays, and found a clever young man to wait on the side. The young man prepared tea and snacks, and said a few more witty words when he had nothing to do, which gradually made the old man's face a lot better.

Soon, the sun was setting westward, and fire was already burning in all three charcoal pits. Mu Han took two cooks and was busy putting the iron mesh and iron tongs that tied the whole sheep, flipping it up and down, sprinkling spices and smearing red oil, so busy that his feet did not touch the ground. When the sun set to a foot high on the western mountain, the guests who had ordered the golden roast sheep for the three tables had already arrived one after another.

Chen and Zhang Luo asked the young men to go to the table first, side dishes and all kinds of food, and finally came to urge Mu Han's subordinates to step up. Mu Han's long face had already been roasted red and shiny, and beads of sweat were dripping from the beard on his chin, he laughed and brushed the last layer of oil on the whole sheep, and shouted loudly, "All ready, in a quarter of an hour, the three sheep will open Tai!" ”

His voice was loud, and his accent in Xijiang was heavy and his tongue was heavy, and he shouted out leisurely, and the whole restaurant could hear it clearly, and everyone laughed even more happily. If you have a good mouth to eat the roasted whole sheep, you are naturally looking forward to the whole sheep being served on the table as soon as possible, and those who are not blessed are also looking forward to taking a look at it and feasting their eyes.

Master Fang and Fang Da Shao were sitting in the flower hall, no one added a pot of tea, and there was no second plate when the dim sum was eaten, so they were naturally very angry. Master Fang is better, after all, he is old and calm, but Fang Dashao has never been treated coldly, and he hates it in his heart.

He saw that everyone in the barbecue room was smiling and busy, and he smelled the aroma of roast sheep in his nose, and his stomach gurgled uncontrollably, so he slapped the table and stood up, shouting, "This is the restaurant of the Fang family, I am the eldest young master of the Fang family, why can't I even eat roast sheep." No, I'm going to eat this roast sheep today. ”

Master Fang frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled his son to persuade a few words, but he didn't want Fang Dashao to go crazy, and he shook off his father's pull and ran out of the door.

It happened that three roast sheep were freshly baked, and the two of them rushed to the restaurant to carry them. Seeing the right time, he stepped forward and spat on the last roast lamb, and finally exclaimed triumphantly, "Hmph, get my saliva, see how you still serve it to the guest table." ”

There were more than a dozen men and cooks in the yard, including Chen He and Pu Cao, and they were all stunned when they saw this.

Although the Fang family has not produced high-ranking officials for several generations, it is also known as a scholarly family, even if the children are not full of poetry and books, at least there should be no shortage of etiquette.

But Fang Dashao's trick, even the shrews in the village disdained to use it, and it was only for the sake of stuttering food that the fool on the street was so filthy and tricked in exchange for some food.

Who would have thought that the eldest young master of this scholarly family would be on par with a fool, no wonder everyone was so stunned.