The pickle shop also opened during this period, and the pickle business was booming, and the shopkeeper also contacted the county to prepare to open one in the county.

Seeing that Jiang Lanqing was too busy to be alone, and couldn't trust the person she was looking for, he asked Jiang Lanqing to teach the person he had found, so that Jiang Lanqing would also have time to rest.

Jiang Lanqing thought about it and agreed, but there was a request, in the future, the villagers of Wafang Village came to sell vegetables and bamboo shoots to buy first, and the price remained unchanged.

Li Zheng heard about this, and went to the middle of the mountain to talk to Jiang Lanqing and thank Jiang Lanqing for the villagers.

In this way, the villagers of Wafang Village have a stable income, and as long as they have goods, they will not be short of money.

Some of the villagers are very happy, and now they are very enthusiastic when they see Jiang Lanqing, and they don't have vegetables at home, so they will dig bamboo shoots in their spare time.

In the past two days, Jiang Lanqing will prepare the noon meals every day, so that Jiang Jingxuan and Jinyu will eat them hot at noon, and will specially prepare more, and there is a guest on the other side of the grave who refuses to show up.

Preparing the meal, Jiang Lanqing went to the town, and it was already noon when she arrived in the town, and she left late today, but she didn't need her in the store, so it was fine.

Before she could enter the pickle shop, she heard someone in the tavern next door shouting: "What's the matter, if you don't give an explanation today, I'll let your shop close." ”

"Two guest officers, please dissipate your anger, you can eat as much as you want today, and you can call it whatever you want to eat." This was followed by the voice of the shopkeeper apologetic.

This was the first time she had heard the shopkeeper and someone speak in such a low voice, she stopped, turned to the door of the tavern, and a female voice came out: "Hmph, can you still eat?" If you eat badly, who will pay? ”

It sounded familiar, as if I'd heard it somewhere.

As soon as Jiang Lanqing entered the door, he really saw an acquaintance, Ma Jinhua, didn't she say that she worked in the laundry yard in this town? How to dress like a peacock here, and still stand next to a man who is dressed luxuriously, with small eyes and a collapsed nose.

The surrounding diners were full of diners watching the excitement, Jiang Lanqing went in, and no one noticed her.

"What did the eldest lady say was appropriate?" Hou Canghai said with a smile.

Ma Jinhua glanced at Hao Jianghua, the two secretly made a look, and she snorted: "What should I do?" Whether it is difficult to say or not depends on whether the shopkeeper will do it. ”

Seeing the two of them look at each other, Jiang Lanqing felt that things were not so simple, and then walked behind Hou Canghai: "Uncle Hou, what's wrong?" ”

"The two guests have eaten rat droppings and are debating how to solve this problem." Hou Canghai Road.

Jiang Lanqing let out an "oh" and looked at the dishes on Ma Jinhua's table, one was spicy grilled fish, another was stir-fried meat with sour bamboo shoots, and one was tiger skin and green pepper, she frowned: "Uncle Hou, where did you find mouse feces?" ”

"Spicy grilled fish." When Hou Canghai said this, he could hear a slight sneer when he listened carefully.

Jiang Lanqing was also speechless in surprise, because there could be no rat feces in this dish, this dish was a recipe she gave to the shopkeeper, and it was also the chef she taught to make, and she knew the process very well, so there could be no rat feces.

Spread cucumber strips, celery strips, carp roasted on the iron plate, and then fry some potato strips plus Sichuan pepper, dried red pepper, green pepper, green onion, ginger and garlic, big ingredients, white sesame seeds and stir-fry it, and then spread it on the iron plate, the whole process is impossible to mix in mouse feces.