Traveling to ancient times to sweep the catering industry

The next day, Qi Shuo took Qi Xing to Qingsong Academy to enroll.

But Qi Qi knew that her brother was going out to study, and she wanted to go with him.

"Dad, I want to go with my brother too!"

Qi Qi threw herself into Qi Shuo's arms, and Qi Shuo hugged her and said, "Qi Qi, girls don't need to go to school. Daddy will hire a tutor to teach you at home."

"But I want to be with my brother."

Qi Qi's chubby face was full of unhappiness.

Qi Xing said: "I came back after school, it's not like I can't see you."

Qi Qi replied aggrievedly: "Okay!"

The father and son coaxed Qi Qi into submission before going out.

Without her brother to play with at home, Qi Qi felt very lonely, so she turned around and ran to Cheng Wenwen's yard. She liked Sister Cheng, and since her brother was not at home, she could only play with Sister Cheng.

Cheng Wenwen had just finished breakfast when she saw Qi Qi, the little rascal, running in. She smiled and asked, "What's wrong? You look so aggrieved. Who bullied you?"

"It's Daddy and my brother. They went out to study without me!"

In ancient times, women were not allowed to go to academies outside. It was the feudal dregs that prevented women from achieving anything and forced them to live in this small courtyard.

Cheng Wenwen sighed and said, "Don't be afraid, just play with me. I'll teach you when I'm free!"

She didn't know the ancient texts, but she could teach Qi Qi some simple elementary school mathematics.

"Sister Cheng, can you teach?"

“Just a little bit.”

"Okay! Then I will compete with my brother to see who is better!"

Cheng Wenwen: “…”

She thought that she was not as good as those teachers and would definitely not be able to compare with other people's students.

Forget it, at least it can make the little girl happy.

"Come on, sister will make you something delicious today."

"Okay!" Qi Qi became happy, her cute baby voice rising, and Cheng Wenwen liked her more after hearing it.

Cheng Wenwen doesn't like giving birth because it's painful and takes time, but she naturally likes such cute and obedient children from other families.

Today she plans to develop some fried chicken cola. Once it is developed, she can start selling it in the store to make money.

Pei'er helped Cheng Wenwen to light the fire as usual, and He prepared the ingredients under her instructions.

In order not to waste food, she used chicken legs to make the fried chicken batter. After two hours of preparation, she began to coat the chicken with batter and fry it.

The aroma of oil and meat wafts out, instantly whetting your appetite.

With the crackling sound in the pan, the chicken legs were quickly fried into a golden brown. She asked Pei'er to control the heat and fry them twice more on low heat before serving.

Qi Qi took the colander and handed it to Cheng Wen obediently.

Cheng Wenwen took it with a smile and took out the chicken leg.

"Sister Cheng, I want to eat, I want to eat!"

Qi Qi had been craving for food for a long time, and it was already noon, so she stared at Cheng Wenwen's plate eagerly.

Cheng Wenwen was the first to give her one, and brought it to her nanny Huang in a small bowl: "Be careful, it's very hot, don't let her burn her mouth."

Huang nodded, took the bowl and led Qi Qi out to eat chicken legs.

Cheng Wenwen also gave a chicken leg to He and Pei'er respectively, and started eating too.

Pei Er was the first to say, "Miss, it's delicious!"

He also nodded: "Miss, your craftsmanship is really good, and this method is also unique."

He didn't know why Cheng Wenwen knew so many delicious recipes.

Cheng Wenwen tasted it herself. Although the taste of the fried chicken leg was somewhat similar to that of a certain German chicken, it was still a little off.

It seems that he has real skills to become famous. I still need to work on it, but at this level, I can sell it.

……

Qi Xing was sent to Qingsong Academy. The teacher knew his identity and politely brought him into the school.

"This is our new classmate, his name is Qi Xing, let's get along well."

The children looked at Qi Xing curiously and began to whisper.

The instructor then pointed to the empty seat by the window and said to Qi Xing, "You can sit there!"

Qi Xing nodded, walked over and sat down.

The children were only six or seven years old, no more than ten years old at most, and had the innocence of their age.

Several lively students immediately surrounded Qi Xing and asked, "Qi Xing, where do you live?"

"Qi Xing, what month were you born? What do you like to do?"

"This mung bean cake is for you. My mother made it recently and asked me to bring it to share with my classmates today."

So many kids surrounded Qi Xing, chattering non-stop, but Qi Xing just thought they were noisy and didn't want to pay any attention to them.

"Why are you so arrogant? If you ignore us, we won't bother to pay attention to you!"

"that is!"