After a hasty breakfast, I was going to get busy again.

This time, even the sloppy old man was invited by Fengqi to help pluck chicken feathers.

As for the sloppy old man's oily hands, will they pollute the chickens?

It is not said that out of sight is clean, fried, fried, marinated, smoked, and all viruses disappeared.

Feng Rui fanned the little white hat, and he was so busy that he was covered in stinky sweat.

Looking at the little sister's chess, chopping chickens and fish is not half a point of sweat.

Even Zhou Wuji, who fetches water and moves here and there, only faintly sweats.

"Is this body really weak? It seems that if you have money, you should make up for it! Feng Rui muttered a little sadly.

His seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy hasn't gotten married yet, how can he sweat a few times in a row, and how can he marry a two-room daughter-in-law in the future!

Well, whether you are mending your body or marrying a daughter-in-law, you have to make money first.

Today business is good.

As soon as noon arrived, Liu's Carriage and Horse Running Hall, who had introduced the ox cart to Fengrui, entered the store.

It is said that the old shopkeeper ordered dishes, a vermicelli cabbage and mutton pot, and a five-spice smoked chicken.

Speaking of this, Feng Rui wants to complain about modern people, but they are just standing on the shoulders of the ancients and climbing up.

Not to mention those big scientific theories, even the takeaway in this restaurant is also leftover from the ancients.

Larger restaurants, like Windward Building, not to mention having their own running hall shop, Xiao Er delivers food to the door, and no matter how rich he is, he can invite the master chef to his home with various ingredients.

Now the complacent beauty and hunger have nothing to be proud of, but to further exploit the shopkeeper.

Shopkeeper Liu, who wanted to come to the carriage and horse shop, also knew that there were not many people in Fengrui's tavern, and he didn't leave the hall after ordering, and he even brought a food box.

A vermicelli cabbage and mutton pot, and a spiced smoked chicken are also made quickly.

Although Shopkeeper Liu didn't come in person, Feng Rui also asked Xiaomei to give a 20% discount.

Old customers have to be maintained slowly.

A five-spiced smoked chicken is 60 Wen, a vermicelli cabbage and mutton pot is 40 Wen, so 100 Wen is 80% off, and the small shop can make a small profit of more than 20 Wen, which is already a lot.

As soon as he sent away the running hall of Liu's carriage and horse shop, Zhao Tiewa of Uncle Zhao's family next door ran in with a small string of copper coins.

"Sister Qiqi, Sister Qiqi, ah... A-Niang asked me to buy a five-spice smoked chicken. The five or six-year-old baby threw the copper coin on the counter and was waiting for the five-spice smoked chicken.

The one I brought last night, Uncle Zhao couldn't help but eat half of it in the middle of the night, but Xiao Tiewa didn't enjoy it this morning.

Uncle Zhao's family makes ready-to-wear clothes, although it is not rich, and the daily food is not bad.

Although it only costs twenty or thirty yuan to buy a chicken by yourself, it only costs sixty yuan to buy a good one in this tavern of Fengrui.

You must know that the windward building is one or two.

Thinking that she could spend 60 wen a day to eat the roast chicken that only had in the Windward Building, Aunt Zhao couldn't find it, so she felt that it was a big bargain when she talked about it in the neighborhood.

Feng Qi smiled at himself, and the second business came again.

Although it is just a spiced smoked chicken, it has to be discounted, but it is also profitable.

If you receive fifty yuan, you can also earn seven or eight yuan.

After Feng Rui wrapped the roast chicken, Feng Qi took ten out of a small string of copper coins and handed them to Zhao Tiewa, and personally sent him to the door.

Two old customers are coming, will the new customers be far away?

Feng Rui even stir-fried a pot of stir-fry ingredients and put it under the fan.

Not to mention such a spicy and fresh fragrance floating all over Yongjia County, it should also be fragrant through half a street.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Rare Lala to start getting started.

Feng Rui doesn't know how to pick, and a business of fried cabbage and a bowl of dry rice is also full of smiling faces.

Although it is only seven yuan, it can also earn two or three yuan.

Business is like this, it adds up a lot, and I am worried about when I will not get rich.

Besides, if you eat fried cabbage today, you may be able to eat smoked chicken and fish on a cloudy day, as long as you are familiar with it, you won't have to worry about making no money.

"A plate of crystal meat, a plate of crispy peanuts, and a pot of high-grade Lao Baigan, this guest officer, your dishes are ready." After Zhou Wuzhi learned martial arts, he was confident and louder, shouting like this, not to mention the store, even the sharp outside the store and the kitchen in the west chamber can be heard softly, and it is a living signboard.

"The shopkeeper seems to be also a practicing family, full of energy!" A bearded man slammed a nine-ring knife on the table.

And fortunately, the tables and chairs in Fengrui's small store are only firm, otherwise I am afraid that I will have to have a table at this time.

But seeing that this Jianghu man tied his hair with a straw rope, wore an earthy brown cloak, and was covered with dirt and dust, it seemed that he was either a swordsman outside the border or a Mobei swordsman.

Hey, the people in the rivers and lakes that Fengrui hates the most also came to the door.

In the small courtyard.

The sloppy old man, who was nibbling on a roast chicken a day, glanced at the store along the door curtain, and already knew the origin of the knifeman, and devoured it again.

In addition to roast chicken, there is also a plate of hot and sour shredded potatoes today, which is the salary for plucking chicken feathers.

If you want to say that Feng Rui is most satisfied with the sloppy old man, it is that he is not good at drinking.

Today, Yang's wine shop sent the wine, full of four or five big jars, good and bad, such a wine fragrance is even a little greedy, but the sloppy old man doesn't look at it.

"Hey, hey, hey! The guest officer said that he laughed, said that he laughed! In the store, Zhou Wuzhi was busy with the towel and wiped the table for the guests, although he was a little greedy, but he didn't dare to move the big knife.

Zhou Wuji replied with a smile on his face, "The small family has been born as coolies for generations, and they are born with a loud voice, so they are just doing this shouting job." Then he didn't wait for what the Jianghu guests were saying, took a piece of brown paper from the counter, and said with a smile, "What does this guest officer want to eat, please see, the meat dishes are here, the vegetarian dishes are here, and the small shop is marked with a price, and will never deceive any distinguished guests... ”

Jianghu Ke wanted to look at the small sign next to the counter, but he didn't expect that this tavern was cheap, and it was written directly on brown paper.

"Hmmm... I smelled the spicy and fresh flavor and came in, so I asked for the spicy meat dishes and a few jars of good wine. "Jianghu guests wanted to go to the Windward Building, but when they walked to the small bridge, they were attracted by a spicy smell.

Sure enough, it was a Jianghu guest, and he slapped a piece of silver on the table, "Let's go quickly, but I won't miss a restaurant." ”

"The guest officer is atmospheric, the guest officer is atmospheric." Zhou Wuzhi didn't go to take the silver, but asked again, "The small shop is spicy and divided into four categories, light spicy, slightly spicy, medium spicy, and heavy spicy, I don't know what kind of guest officer needs?" ”

"Oh, there are four types of spicy, and it seems that your tavern is not ordinary. I think I have tried a lot in the north and south, Yu Miaojiang has eaten spicy insects, and Yu Mobei often eats pepper, so let's have a medium spicy one. Jianghu nodded.

Going north and south?

It seems that this knife man is really unusual.

Feng Rui was relieved when he heard Zhou Wuzhi say this.

As long as you don't make trouble and don't prostitute in vain, you will be a Jianghu guest, and it has nothing to do with you anyway.

In later generations, those who opened night markets also encountered some astringent meetings, as long as they didn't fight and were still big customers.

A steaming pot of peppered sesame fish fillets, a pot of spicy little donkey steaks, and a five-spice smoked chicken.

Fengrui didn't dare to arrange more, although this Jianghu guest is atmospheric, but he is not stupid, you have to slaughter him with seventeen or eighteen dishes, I am afraid that he will draw a knife to kill you.

"Not bad! Not bad! It's really good! It is twice as spicy as a spicy worm, and it is even more delicious. Jianghu Ke looked at the red pot of little donkeys and couldn't stop his mouth, the more spicy and numb he was, the more he wanted to eat, and he drank wine in a big gulp, so it was really like a TV series, very heroic.

Jianghu guests can really eat it, and after eating two pot bottoms and five-spice smoked chicken, they still ordered another one.

When the Jianghu guests are full, the front chess will also be calculated.

Two thousand two hundred texts, it will not be discounted.

The idea of such a price is that the Jianghu guests drank a lot of wine, good wine, and a jar of good wine costs half a tael of silver.

"The guest officer has eaten... Zhou Wuji also put three empty wine jars on the table, and 1510 began to settle accounts with Jianghu Keyin.

This is all professionally trained by Fengrui.

Just said the price of the wine, Jianghu Ke waved his hand and pushed the silver to the table, "It's not enough!" ”

"Enough, enough, far more than enough, the small shop has just opened, small profits and quick turnover, and the guest officer only needs two or four dollars." Zhou Wuzhi was not verbose, he ran to the counter with the silver, this ingot is also five taels, it seems that he still has to change it.

Jianghu Ke also walked out, and said briskly, "Since it is enough to clear the two, the rest is a reward for you and the master... ”

Before leaving, he glanced at the inner courtyard intentionally or unintentionally, and saw a sloppy old man.

The sloppy old man also looked at the Jianghu guest.

The Jianghu guest just wanted to give a salute, but the sloppy old man waved his hand.

Jianghu Ke didn't say much, nodded busily and left.

I don't have to rest at noon, but I make money like this, and the more tired I am, the happier I am.

Especially when I heard that the Jianghu guests were rewarded with more than two taels of silver, Feng Rui didn't have any dislike for the Jianghu guests in his heart.

Fight and kill as they please, as long as they don't kill themselves and don't hit their own shop, then they are really warmly welcomed.

These two taels of silver are not only rewarded by the rivers and lakes, but Feng Rui will not swallow them alone, so he gave half a tael to Zhou Wu.

Speaking of Zhou Wuji's salary, it is still undecided, where did he dare to make money like this a few days ago.

Zhou Wuji took half of the money and immediately handed it to Feng Qi, only shouting a sentence to the small courtyard very arrogantly: "In the future, my master will eat roast chicken if he wants to eat roast chicken, all of which will be deducted from these money, and my salary and reward will be the same in the future... ”

The sloppy old man in the small courtyard smiled when he heard the music, and shouted at Zhou Wutong, "Good boy, the old beggar didn't mistake you!" ”

Without waiting for Feng Rui to answer or not, the sloppy old man had already rushed into the kitchen and took out two, and gnawed on the small courtyard beautifully.

Feng Rui shook his head, and he didn't know why this sloppy old man loved chicken so much.

Zhou Wutong is still there, but she is too small, and Feng Rui will not ask her to help in front.

When the little girl saw the sloppy old man eating roast chicken, she couldn't hold back her saliva.

Feng Rui picked one out of the pot and tore it open to Zhou Wutong, then smiled, jokingly shouted at the little sister, "I wrote a book on Tuesday, and today is already three spiced smoked chickens." ”

Zhou Wuji looked at the little sister who was eating roast chicken fragrantly, but didn't say anything, just swallowed her saliva.