Chapter 464

It turned out that the old man, whose surname was Meng and his name was Mingde, was not alone. He also had a son, but the son was so disheartened that he didn't even read a name in his book.

The old man simply gave his son a small sum of money and let him go out to do business. Within a year, he really gathered less and left more. As time goes by, the old man gets used to it. His son is still filial, but he has no ability to do business here. He can barely make a living.

The shopkeeper Meng loves Rongxiu very much. He makes medicinal food and asks a few questions. Rong Xiu tells us all about the practice of medicinal food.

It's not that Rongxiu doesn't worry about the old man taking his own secret recipe. It's just that he bought half of the store, and the old man has indeed reduced a lot of money. So, Rong Xiu is able to make some money, so he told the old man about the practice of medicinal food.

This night, Rong Xiu looked at the small shop, and her heart was mixed. Since she woke up, she had no place of her own. She lived in other people's homes. Now, she has a small shop of her own and a place to live.

The shopkeeper Meng has always lived in a larger room, but since Rong Xiu has paid half of the silver, he wants to give the room to Rong Xiu.

However, Rong Xiu still refused. In Rong Xiu's opinion, it's very good to be close to the kitchen. It doesn't disturb people to get up and work at night.

She put all the herbs on the shelf, and then went back to her stall and put up a notice to show the way to the restaurant.

On the second day, Rongxiu put off the firecrackers that she had prepared the day before. She could only hear the crackling sound.

On the first day of its opening, there were few people in front of the door. After all, the location of the small restaurant was really a little biased. Few people would like to go so far to the gate of Rongxiu. However, this did not come out of Rong Xiu's expectation. She was also gambling on her own craft. As long as someone liked her own medicinal food, she would find this place.

In the evening, most of the people in the city have finished their work, but many people have come. When Rongxiu looks out, many of them are familiar faces. The neighbors come to hold a place for Rong embroidery.

Rong Xiu smiles more at that end, and soon makes people feel like a spring breeze. What she does today is beef marrow soup and sweet bean cake. Everyone is satisfied with eating and drinking. Shopkeeper Meng secretly recognizes Rong Xiu's craftsmanship.

After all, in one day, I made about three or four taels of silver from the food.

Because Rong Xiu knew it well, it didn't cook much soup. It was sold out in the evening. Just as Rong Xiu was cleaning up the pots and pans, a man in rags came into the door. His face was gray and he had a broken bowl in his hand. He looked like a beggar.

Manager Meng said, "no matter how we say it's a restaurant, beggars can't get in."

The beggar raised a pair of muddy eyes, and his face was full of toil. He easily raised a leg and begged in a low voice: "shopkeeper, please give me a bite to eat. We are all here to escape from famine in bad times."

On hearing this, Rong Xiu came out of the kitchen and said, "who are you?"

This year, Linzhou has had good weather and plenty of fish and rice. If you listen to this person's accent, you really don't look like a Linzhou person.

"We come from Jiangcheng. The drought in Jiangcheng this year has brought down a few drops of rain. I don't know how many people have died. If we hadn't escaped from the wilderness, we would not have been able to survive."

The man said that he would leave tears. Rongxiu quickly took a few pieces of sweet bean cake and put it in the man's hand: "you can take these to eat, just don't let people see."

The beggar quickly took the sweet bean cake and went out. Manager Meng seemed a little uncomfortable: "Jiangcheng Speaking of it, my son has been to Jiangcheng for half a year and has not come back. How can Jiangcheng suffer from drought... " Rong embroidery a Leng: "shopkeeper, maybe it is your son who has a good way of making money."

She was busy comforting.

"That's already the case. What else can I do?" Manager Meng reluctantly smiles and goes back to his room. Rongxiu was busy until midnight, and put all the things in order, and put the tables and chairs. Just as she was about to close the door, there was a girl with big eyes. She was very beautiful. She looked at her life with her eyes. She was wearing two bright braids, but she was holding a basket with several plum blossom flowers in it.

"Is there anything else to eat now?"

The girl's eyes were full of expectation, but the only sweet bean cake just left was taken away by the beggar. Rong Xiu had to shake her head and say, "no, but I can make it for you."

She was very fond of the girl in her heart and was naturally willing to make something delicious for her. Then she crushed the red beans that had been cooked in the daytime into one cake after another, and then put them into the wooden shell to make a very beautiful pattern. Then she took them out and gave them to the girl.

"It's beautiful!" The girl took a big bite: "sister, I have seen so many people, you are the best, willing to give me something to eat."Hearing this, Rong Xiu couldn't help laughing: "are you a flower seller?"

Looking at those plum blossoms which had lost water and were about to wither, she liked them very much.

"Well, there are no other flowers in this season. In a few days, it will be the flower festival, and business will be easy." The girl's tender fingers gently trip the petals in her hands.

As soon as Rong Xiu heard about the flower festival, she immediately got up her spirits. The girl said it was a good time. The flower festival was a good time to sell flowers. But if she could make some cakes that were suitable for the occasion, she would be more happy. The girl had eaten and left.

Rong Xiu closed the door. She boiled chicken soup in the kitchen and was stuffy in the pot. Then she went back to bed and fell asleep. Maybe it was because she had been busy for a day, Rong Xiu fell asleep quickly.

The next day, Rong Xiu yawned, but she heard the noise in the front hall. Rong Xiu was stunned and went to the front hall to have a look. Unexpectedly, there was a group of people around the front of the restaurant. Manager Meng was very hard to deal with: "everybody, you have something to say. You must have missed it."

"What is the misunderstanding?" I saw that the leader was a man who was a little puffy. He said coldly, "if it wasn't for the chicken soup that this Rong Xiu took out, how could my lady be in a coma now?"

"What's wrong with chicken soup?" Rong Xiu came out of the kitchen.