The son-in-law of a prosperous family

"Waiter, another pot of Coke."

The waiter bowed and said with a smile: "I'm so sorry, the Coke is sold out. We still have osmanthus drink, ginger honey water, mint drink..."

"Come on!" The guest was a little unhappy: "Why don't you do more? I just want to drink a cup of Coke today!"

Watching others drink, he feels greedy!

Shopkeeper Xu came over, he first apologized and said a few nice words, and finally asked the waiter to bring a plate of snacks to appease the guest, and only then did the guest give up.

Well, the shopkeeper is still a good person.

Shopkeeper Xu was in a good mood today. Coke was selling well and making high profits, and the account book problem had been solved. He respected Zhao Yunchuan even more.

Judging from today's situation, even if we make four or five pots of Coke tomorrow, we will be able to sell them all.

Shopkeeper Xu waved to a waiter and said, "Go and tell the accountant to settle the bill for Coke before Chef Zhao leaves work."

Zhao Yunchuan needs money for his wedding next month, so he will split the bill every day this month, and will start splitting the bill monthly next month.

"and many more!"

The waiter stopped and said, "Boss, do you have any other instructions?"

"Let Anzi go and fan Chef Zhao."

The waiter widened his eyes in disbelief, pondered the words carefully, and asked cautiously, "Is that what I think it means?"

"What else? Go quickly!"

The shopkeeper is too nice to Chef Zhao, but it is also understandable. Since Chef Zhao came, Lai Yue Lou's business is better than ever.

Before, Tongfu Restaurant could barely compete with them, but now Lai Yue Lou is the only one that stands out.

Anzi is an eight-year-old boy, thin and small, looking only five or six years old. Both his parents have passed away, and he has only an elderly grandmother at home. He is hardworking and smart. Manager Wang felt sorry for him and asked him to stay in Laiyue Tower to help.

"Chef Zhao, the shopkeeper asked me to fan you!"

With a fan, the smoke blew towards Zhao Yunchuan.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhao Yunchuan covered his lips and coughed, tears coming out of his eyes: "Alright, alright, stop slapping me!"

An Zi explained in a low voice: "I didn't mean it..."

There was no smoke where he fanned, but who knew that the smoke turned a corner and all hit Zhao Yunchuan's face.

"I'll fan you from behind!"

An Zi immediately walked behind Zhao Yunchuan and started fanning him, which indeed made him feel a little cooler.

There were people coming and going in the kitchen, and in just a short while, Anzi was bumped several times. He was small in stature, and was knocked to his buttocks by a waiter who was walking in a hurry.

The guy yelled, "Get up, stop standing here blocking the road!"

Zhao Yunchuan pulled An Zi up from the ground: "Go do something else, no need to fan me!"

“I’m sorry, I didn’t do well!”

Only then did Zhao Yunchuan realize that An Zi's eyes were red. He couldn't help but flicked An Zi's head, but it wasn't heavy.

An Zi covered his forehead: "Ouch~ It hurts!"

Zhao Yunchuan: "It doesn't hurt at all, I didn't even use any strength!"

An Zi put down his hand, and Zhao Yunchuan saw a large red spot on his forehead.

Uh……

It must be because the child’s skin is too delicate, not because he has too much strength in his hands.

"Okay, go do something else. It's not manly to cry all the time!"

An Zi deliberately spoke in a rough voice: "I'm not crying! I'm a man!"

"Okay, okay, you man!"

Zhao Yunchuan continued cooking, but still muttered quietly: "I didn't cry, so why did I get jealous..."

"I smoked it! Smoked it!"

The noise was so loud that Chef Li accidentally added half a spoonful of salt. Just as he was about to make trouble, An Zi had disappeared.

"This little brat!"

Chef Li glanced at Zhao Yunchuan and said in a sarcastic tone, "Chef Zhao is still valued by the shopkeeper. Not only does he leave work early, but he also has someone to fan him."

Zhao Yunchuan didn't even look at him. This chef Li liked to be sarcastic to him, which was very annoying.

"I can't help it, I'm a good cook!"

Although it's not wrong, why does it sound so unpleasant?

Chef Li snorted coldly: "You are so shameless. The customers just want to eat something new. Don't take yourself too seriously!"

"I'm not wrong. My cooking skills are just better than yours. If you don't like it, go and complain to the shopkeeper."

Chef Li couldn't argue with him, so he continued cooking with an unhappy look on his face.

Zhao Yunchuan was in a good mood. It turned out that arguing with people could make people happy. He just liked the way Chef Li couldn't stand him but couldn't get rid of him.

Unlike Lai Yue Lou which was bustling with customers, Tong Fu Restaurant's business has been quite deserted recently. Manager Feng was almost going crazy with anxiety. He paced back and forth at the door. He happened to be wearing yellow satin today, and from a distance he looked like a fat duck.

"Why hasn't he come back yet?"

The waiter comforted him: "It should be soon, boss, please sit down and have a rest." But don't shake it anymore, it makes him want to count ducks.

A big blister appeared on Manager Feng's mouth. In this situation, how could he sit still?

Fortunately, the servant he sent out came back soon. Manager Feng walked towards the inner room, and the servant followed closely behind him.

"You found out everything?"

"I found out." The servant's lips were chapped and his throat was about to smoke: "Laiyuelou recently hired a new chef, and his cooking skills are very good."

Tongfu Shopkeeper paused for a moment: "How good can it be?"

"Does Mr. Han in our town know about this?"

Nonsense, he is the biggest foodie in Qingniu Town, and every restaurant owner knows him.

Shopkeeper Feng was unhappy: "You little bastard, hurry up and tell me, why are you keeping me in suspense?"

"Master Han goes there every day for lunch and specifically asks him to cook."

It seems that his cooking skills are indeed quite good. You know, Mr. Han is notoriously picky. Before, the chef of their Tongfu Restaurant was scolded by him.

"Does he have any secret recipe?"

"I asked someone about it, and they used the usual seasonings, but... today Lai Yue Lou launched a drink called Coke, which sold very well. It was the secret recipe of that chef."

Shopkeeper Feng narrowed his eyes dangerously, then lowered his head and whispered something in the servant's ear.

The servant nodded repeatedly: "I understand."

Zhao Yunchuan's share of the bill today was nine hundred coins, which was indeed a considerable expense, considering that his monthly salary was only three taels of silver.

"Let's make a few more pots tomorrow. Now that the weather is getting warmer, Coke will sell well."

Zhao Yunchuan also agrees: "If you add some ice cubes, it will be more cooling."

Shopkeeper Xu waved his hands repeatedly: "I dare not even think about it. Ice is so expensive. The ice in our town is shipped from the next town. Most people can't afford it."

Zhao Yunchuan didn't say anything, he smelled a business opportunity again.

Shopkeeper Xu glanced at him and said, "What are you thinking of, kid?"

"Nothing, if there's ice at market price, would you like some?"

"Of course we will use it. If we put ice in the hall, our business will be much better." Shopkeeper Xu looked hopeful: "Can you get some ice?"

"We'll talk about it later. It's not the hottest time yet. Let's go!"

Zhao Yunchuan put the nine hundred copper coins into his pocket, and Shopkeeper Xu's mouth twitched.

The pattern on this purse is really ugly.

As ugly as a handkerchief!

It's hard for Zhao Yunchuan to treat this thing like a treasure and carry it with him every day.

He is simply a henpecked husband!

Zhao Yunchuan strolled around the town and first went into a bookstore. If one wanted to live a good life in ancient times, the most effective way was to become a scholar, farmers, merchants and artisans. He decided to take the imperial examination.

"Sir, what book do you want to buy?"

Zhao Yunchuan asked: "I want to take the exam for Tongsheng, what books should I buy?"

"Tongsheng should read "Three Character Classic" and "Thousand Character Classic"..."

The boss said a lot of things in a flash.

"how much is it?"

"Two taels of silver per copy, twelve taels in total."

what? !

Was studying so expensive in ancient times?