Xiao Liu and Xiao Muzi waved their hands and shook their heads when they tasted one, this kind of sweet and sour candied fruit is only what girls like to eat, they are a young man who doesn't like to eat this, Xiao Liu looked at Qu Xiaomo who ate with relish, and couldn't help but joke: "I said how can you like these girls' things." ”

Qu Xiaomo chewed the candied fruit and glared at him, and said: "Why can't the young man eat what the girl likes, just know that it is delicious, it doesn't matter who eats it, then according to your words, you won't eat if the girl likes to eat?" ”

was pushed back like this, and didn't know how to refute it, Xiaoliu touched his nose: "Yes, you are amazing." ”

Looking at his deflated appearance, Xiao Muzi laughed unceremoniously on the side, and the two gave him a kick at the same time without hesitation, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Xiao Muzi squatted down on the street and covered the kicked calf when he was in pain, and scolded: "You two did it on purpose, you just want to kick Lao Tzu with cooperation." ”

Qu Xiaomo and Xiao Liu didn't bother to pay attention to him, they walked forward with a step, Xiao Muzi rubbed his calf that hurt a little, and hurriedly trotted to follow.

Qu Xiaomo also relied on his fifteen-year-old body to be relatively thin, so he could hide his identity so unscrupulously.

Although the year has passed the spring has come, this day is still very cold, and the darkness is very fast, pinching a little back to the Liu Dajiu shop for dinner, there is already a seat waiting for them at noon, and there are three people already eating at the two empty tables.

The three of them walked in to greet the proprietress and the boss inside, and Xiao Muzi patted the kid who arrived first on the shoulder and asked, "Xiao Fangzi, have you ordered food?" ”

Xiao Fangzi peeled the peanuts and threw them into his mouth, shook his head and said, "No, isn't this waiting for you to get there, what about Junzi?" ”

"He just said to go buy some more things, and he guess he'll be back soon."

"Then let's order the dish we want to eat first."

Xiao Muzi beckoned to the proprietress to order, and as soon as the order was finished, people arrived one after another, and added a few, and everyone ate good wine and meat today, drank wine, wiped their oily lips, and went back to the house to sleep.

After getting up the next morning, it was another busy day, and since the fifth day of the new year, there have gradually been more people, Qu Xiaomo is better in front of the account, and he can rest when no one checks out, and Xiaoliu, Xiaomuzi and Fang Dahu will be tired, running up and down all day.

And the Lantern Festival is also here, on this day, the whole street is full of lanterns, Futai Restaurant is no exception, there are all kinds of lanterns hanging inside and out, and the meal is also full of people, Qu Xiaomo also has no time to go out to see the lantern street outside, just keep his head down and dial the abacus.

At first, I was not very skilled, but now I can dial the beads with my eyes closed, but there are too many people who eat and settle the bill, some let the little guy come down to knot, some come to knot by themselves, and some let Xiao Liu and them carry the silver to pass the knot, but fortunately, there is an old shopkeeper on the side to help from time to time, otherwise I am afraid that the knot will not be so smooth.

After closing the door and taking stock of the accounts, the money in this day's account really made Qu Xiaomo greedy, deducting nearly 80,000 taels of silver before purchasing, if it wasn't for the kitchen ingredients running out, there would be no place to enter the night, I'm afraid it would be able to exceed some, and she would not be able to earn such a lot of silver in her life.

After the Lantern Festival, it gradually returned to normal, and the restaurant's daily income was generally about thirty or forty thousand, and Aunt Wu brought some raw sweet potatoes to her every four or five days, although there were still some left in the kitchen, Qu Xiaomo still gave fifty Wen as usual, and the sweet potatoes were only about thirty, but the two of them became accustomed to the initial postponement, and Aunt Wu also specially selected the best ones to send to her.

On this day, seeing off the eldest mother, the idle Xiaoliu lay on the account counter and looked at the distant eldest lady and asked her: "There are more than 20 left in the kitchen, how do you buy so many sweet potatoes?" ”

Qu Xiaomo glanced up at him and said, "Eat slowly, the sweet potatoes won't spoil too quickly." ”

Xiao Liu shook his head: "I've eaten the steamed, boiled, and roasted ones, and now those boys are all frowning when they see sweet potatoes." ”

These words made Qu Xiaomo think of a good idea, taking advantage of the busy hour of lunch, he asked the old shopkeeper to be in front of the account desk for her for a while, and he carried the bag of sweet potatoes that had just arrived and pulled Xiaoliu to call Xiao Muzi, Zhou Xiaodi, Fang Dahu and a few others to the kitchen.

Puzzled, everyone followed him to the kitchen, only to see that she asked the chef for a few peeling knives, handed them a few, and said, "Come on, help me peel these sweet potatoes." ”

Although I didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd, several of them were good friends, so they all took the knife and squatted and sharpened it, but they still asked her: "What did you do with all these sweet potatoes?" If you cut it, you won't be able to put it away for long. ”

"It's okay, it's all cut, I'll get you something delicious in a while."

Qu Xiaomo didn't care at all, and took the remaining twenty or so from before to cut them all, and then took advantage of the fact that the kitchen was now empty, and asked Fang Dahu, who knew how to order knife work, to cut half of the shaved and washed sweet potatoes into strips about the same thickness as chopsticks, and half into thin slices and then soaked them in clean water, and he hurriedly went to the market and cut a large piece of lard back to let Xiao Liulian come.

After refining the oil and scooping up the oil residue, Qu Xiaomo instructed Xiao Liu to put the sweet potatoes drained from the water into the oil pot and fry them, and after a while, the fragrance came to the nose, and the little two who were sitting and resting in the lobby smelled the smell and looked towards the kitchen, and the chef also walked in with a teapot and asked with a smile: "What are you doing?" It's so fragrant, I get hungry too. ”

Qu Xiaomo, who was directing the pot on the side, replied with a smile: "I'm frying sweet potatoes." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the freshly baked fries bowl, handed it to the chef, and said, "Chef, you can taste it." ”

The chef reached out and picked up a hot french fry, blew it twice, put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, and said in surprise: "Well, this is delicious, crispy and fragrant, more fragrant than a roasted sweet potato." So saying, he took another stick and ate it.

Xiao Muzi, who had just finished peeling the sweet potato, washed his hands and looked at Xiao Liu's frying, and when he heard that even the chef said it was delicious, he rushed to reach out to the bowl.

Qu Xiaomo took a root and tasted it and gave them all the bowls, which was very good, but there was less tomato sauce and no salt water, and the sweetness was not strong enough.

When they were all blown up, they all took them out and tasted them for the young men who stretched their necks outside, and the old shopkeeper who guarded the door also gave a plate.

Everyone who tasted it said that it was good, delicious, and many people wanted to buy sweet potatoes from Aunt Wu out of their own pockets, Qu Xiaomo poked the chef who was eating French fries and potato chips next to him while drinking tea, and whispered: "Chef, do you think this thing can be sold on the table." ”

The chef tilted his head and whispered after eating the fries: "I'm afraid it's a little difficult, this can't be used as a dish, it can only be used as a snack on the table, and although it is delicious, it costs oil!" Besides, this Aunt Wu's sweet potatoes are sweet, and when she really sells her sweet potatoes, I'm afraid that they won't be supplied, and the taste of sweet potatoes from other houses will be poor, so you can only use sugar or salt to sweeten them, which is also a lot of money! And now the imperial court controls salt very strongly. ”

Hearing this, Qu Xiaomo also felt that selling these fries was hanging, so he dispelled this idea, although it was delicious, it was different from the previous life, the salt was controlled, and the oil was very expensive, so it could only be used as a pastime in his spare time.

Everyone was still satisfied, Xiao Liu put the oil that Qu Xiaomo bought into the jar and covered it, and waited for the next time, when Aunt Wu came, everyone asked her to bring more sweet potatoes next time, they bought them all, although they didn't know how these young men were not tired of eating these sweet potatoes for so long, but since they liked it, they would bring more next time.

French fries have been eaten until spring, Mrs. Wu's field is not much, the older person can't grow so many sweet potatoes, and now the inventory is not much, and when spring comes, you have to plant sweet potatoes again, sow rice, there is not much time, a few hungry young men went to the market to buy some sweet potatoes from other families, and the taste is indeed not as good as Mrs. Wu's, and after two or three times, there is a lack of interest.

Life went by like this, and Qu Xiaomo had saved more than ten taels of silver in a few months, but it was far from her dream.

On this day, she stood in front of the account as usual, because it was not a meal, there were not many customers in the store, and they all said that she was sleepy in spring, and she was a little bored and dozed off.

was squinting and confused, only to hear a sudden bang, so startled that Qu Xiaomo almost didn't jump up from the chair, only to hear a few more women's screams after the sound.

Qu Xiaomo hurriedly got up and looked, only to see a guest fall on the smashed table and chair without moving, obviously falling from upstairs, looking up at a handsome man wearing a jade crown, at this time he was looking at the people on the ground coldly, his expression was indifferent, and he faintly showed some hatred, and the railing in front of him was broken, and it was obvious that the man lying on the ground was pushed down by the man upstairs.

The old shopkeeper is also a person who has seen the world, and when the rest of the guests came up to check, he immediately recruited a few Xiao Er to surround the corpse and not let people approach, and then let a leg and foot run to the government to report, and the door of the restaurant was also sent to guard the door and not let people go in and out, and then let people go to invite a doctor to come and notify the family.

Qu Xiaomo also hurriedly put away the silver and account books, locked the cabinet, took the key, and looked, the man lying on the ground was familiar to her, it was Jiang Gongzi who had been to the restaurant, at this time his eyes were closed, and a small pool of blood flowed out of the back of his head, and the person was no longer moving, but looking at the ups and downs in his chest, he should not be dead.

Qu Xiaomo had learned some emergency treatment in college in his previous life, and seeing that Jiang Gongzi's head was constantly bleeding on the ground, he took the towel on his shoulder, folded it, walked over, squatted on the ground, helped his head to cover the wound, and the old shopkeeper who was supposed to stop her from passing saw that he just wanted to stop the bleeding.

After a while, the people from the government and the Jiang family arrived at the restaurant at the same time, and the whole building was surrounded by soldiers, Qu Xiaomo, who was squatting on the ground and holding Jiang Gongzi's head, saw a woman in a gorgeous costume running towards her with weak steps, in order to avoid collision, he hurriedly put Jiang Gongzi away, and avoided it sideways, but his hands still did not let go of the towel covering the wound.