Love after marriage with a husband

Fang Chongshan is not an ordinary person. After hanging out with Mr. Ye for a long time, he has also learned to be shameless.

Instead of pretending to be modest, he raised his head proudly, coughed lightly, accepted Mr. Ye's accusation without humility, and made a triumphant promise: "When the store opens , I invite everyone in the pharmacy to eat the first pot!"

Not only Mr. Ye, but even the little drug boy who eavesdropped on him stopped what he was doing.

During this period of time, they got along with Fang Zhongshan very well, and they didn't see each other when they spoke. They were all grinning and tearing up their mouths, scrambling to say: "That's a good relationship! When the time comes, we will all go to your shop to support the scene."

"If you have money, you will buy a money market, and if someone has a personal market, you can guarantee that the store will not be deserted on the day you open!"

"If there is anything in the store that needs help, don't be polite, just say hello!"

Fang Chongshan didn't expect that the little drug boys came to help with such a casual sentence, and responded generously: "Thank you for your kindness, if my hot pot restaurant can really be made, in the future, as long as you come to the door Eat, all for free."

After the notarization and signing of the leased storefront, shopkeeper Xu took it seriously as a hands-off shopkeeper, disappeared without a trace, and didn't ask any more questions.

Although there was a sketch drawn by Mr. Ye, it was the first shop in his life after all. Fang Zhongshan took a break from his busy schedule and went to the store. He checked it inside and out and thought it was good.

The facade of this rented room has already been decorated.

Shopkeeper Xu has good taste, a high style, and a bit of diligence. Almost all the stores in his hands have been in his own hands.

He supervised the new storefront, even with Fang Zhongshan's critical eye, he couldn't find any major faults.

Mr. Ye and Doctor Cai Xuan were warm-hearted, knowing that it is not easy for young people to start from scratch, so before Fang Zhongshan could speak, they came over to help Zhang Luo.

A few reliable servants were temporarily hired, and a group of people were busy cleaning up and tidying up, and the preparations for opening the shop were finally done.

Cai Xuan's inscription is written on the carefully customized plaque.

The four big characters of "Fang's Hot Pot" are specially ironed with a layer of fashionable gilt gold, hanging high in the front hall, which looks very face-to-face at first glance.

Unconvinced, Mr. Ye insisted on writing two ink characters on red paper to make the door couplet, yelling, "I can't lose to that old man Cai Xuan!"

But after all, he was not a scholar, and he couldn't write any elegant words. He held his head for a long time, almost scratched the back of his head, and managed to squeeze out a sentence: "The world's delicious, the world's best."

Feeling pretty good about himself, he pulled his mustache and exclaimed happily: "Oh, it's just me, absolutely!"

The abstract writing is nothing more than that, but the inscription has no connotation. Cai Xuan tasted it playfully, and the contempt and disdain in his eyes were about to be revealed. He sighed and shook his head, while persuading Fang Zhongshan: "I know You are thin-skinned, and you are concerned about your friendship, so you are embarrassed to refuse."

"But to be honest, I think Mr. Ye's inscriptions on the door couplet are too stretched. If you really put it on the door and stick it, I'm afraid no one's guests will want to come in."

It seemed to be an understatement, and Mr. Ye was so angry that he pushed the broken-mouthed Cai Xuan aside, and waved away in anger: "Go, go, go! What do you know? It’s easy to understand!”

"How can there be a place bigger than the world and the world? How can there be a better description than delicious and exquisite? Zhongshan, don't listen to Cai Xuan, an old fool, my words are definitely for fortune!"

The two old men who were over half a century old were fighting with each other, and finally Fang Zhongshan made a decision, feeling that he could not let down the elder's wishes, and he would only let it go if he wanted to keep the mention.

In Fanyang City, Fengshui date is the most important thing when doing business. Fang Zhongshan simply went to do as the Romans did. He asked someone to find a well-known Fengshui master. He closed his eyes and pinched his fingers to count for a long time.

Fortunately, the good day is not far away, and when all the utensils and everything in the store are ready, the hot pot restaurant will open in such a lively manner.

It is not uncommon for new stores to open in the city.

The opening of new stores here is not like the later generations, there are many strange ways of publicity, most of them are not very noisy, and they open their doors without making a sound.

People who live in ordinary homes sometimes have to wait for ten and a half months before they suddenly realize that there is a new store on the street.

Fang Zhongshan knows the truth that "the smell of wine is also afraid of the deep alley". He spent a lot of time on the opening day, and specially asked the farmers he knew in the village to make some exquisite bouquets with green wheat. placed at the door.

The picture shows a good intention for a successful opening and hot pot sales.

The bustling flowers and red silk are particularly eye-catching.

In addition, Cai Xuan, a well-known genius doctor in Fengyun Pharmacy, came to support the scene together with Mr. Ye. There are many people in Fanyang City who are leisurely and leisurely, and the three of them ran to the hot pot restaurant curiously for a while to watch the excitement .

After coming and going, the shop has not been open for a long time, but there are many customers.

For convenience, Fang Chongshan asked the best craftsman in the city for help, and drew a sketch according to his memory. In the center of each square wooden table was a delicate and small pottery pot, with a hollow pot underneath. Yes, firewood can be added conveniently at any time.

It's a pity that materials such as iron, copper, and aluminum are either strictly controlled by the government, or they haven't come out. Ceramic pots are not the most suitable for making hot pots, but right now they can only make do with it.

Fang Zhongshan was not very satisfied, but the guests who came to watch the excitement were surprised.

The guests who were familiar with Mr. Ye first chatted and laughed, and finally couldn't bear their temper, and asked: "Mr. Ye is a good gentleman, why is he suddenly in the mood to open another shop?"

"It's not a pharmacy yet. What is this... a hot pot restaurant? It's the first time I've heard the name. Could it be that the pot should be roasted on the fire? This is a bit too baffling!"

As soon as the guest finished speaking, the people behind him laughed together, finding it both novel and funny.

Cai Xuan was listening, and replied one step ahead: "It's not a big deal."

"It was my incompetent apprentice who tossed it out at home when he had nothing to do. We tasted it and thought it tasted good, so we simply encouraged him to come out and set up a shop to see if he could make a business."

Cai Xuan had the highest prestige among this group of people, and he had the widest network. He laughed a few times in a subtle way, and said meaningfully: "You are all my old friends, but you must come to praise my apprentice! !"

Now that he had already spoken, it was difficult for the guests who came to join in the fun to refuse. They were half-pushed and half-agreeable, and they were all warmly greeted and sat on the table.

The newly recruited servants and the little drug boys from the pharmacy who came to help were busy in the back kitchen.

When making hot pot, what is important is not the craftsmanship, but the soup base.

The pottery pot boiled white water, and then put all the hot pot base ingredients that Fang Zhongshan had made in advance into it, and it quickly became a pot of red soup.

The guests curiously took the recipes carefully prepared by Fang Zhongshan, and they all felt very fresh when they looked at them.

"Baby dishes? Shallots? Pork belly?... Two to three copper coins for vegetarian dishes, and five to ten copper coins for meat dishes. What kind of pricing method is this?"

"These names are very interesting. I have never heard of them before, but I don't know what they taste like."

A few rich and powerful people threw the recipes out, and arrogantly said to the smiling little drug boy: "Give me a copy of everything!"

The washed and evenly cut vegetables and fish are stored in delicate small plates and served on trays.

It's all uncooked lettuce and raw meat, how to eat it?

Seeing everyone's bewildered looks, the clever little servant quickly realized that he grabbed a piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it into the pot.

He said respectfully and politely: "Guess, please try it, our hot pot is sure to be delicious."

With the servants as demonstrations, everyone learned how to stretch out their chopsticks, some scooped up meat, some put down vegetables, and tasted it dubiously. Under the spicy hot pot flavor, the taste of the sliced ​​meat became extremely delicious, even more delicious. Make bland vegetables taste more delicious.

Originally, I just wanted to see Mr. Ye and Cai Xuan's face as a personal show, but I didn't expect such a surprise.

All of a sudden, the dinner party became lively, the steaming hot pot smoked, one chopstick after another, whether eating meat or vegetables, it was a joy.

Mr. Ye couldn't stop seeing the familiar guest mouthful after mouthful, and he was very proud, so he asked rather ostentatiously, "How is it?"

"Isn't this pan baked with fire delicious?"

"It has long been said that Fang Zhongshan's mind is full of strange and whimsical ideas. The last time he made pickled peppers and the last time he made jelly, he never disappointed anyone!"

Listening to the ridicule, the hard-working guest didn't have the mind to refute, so he gave a thumbs up.

"I don't eat jelly very often, but the taste of pickled peppers is really good. I always send someone to buy it from the store at home. It's delicious whether it's a snack at leisure or as a cold dish on the table."

Looking at Fang Zhongshan who was busy greeting him in front of the hall, the eyes of the guests have changed a lot, "Young man is more thoughtful than our old man who is going to be buried!"

"What kind of hot pot is this? In a few days, it will surely become popular in Fanyang City like pickled peppers and jelly. Good business is yet to come!"

Mr. Ye was happier to hear people praise Fang Zhongshan than to praise himself, "This is a good word from you!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-2821:51:31~2020-12-2921:37:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Lin Jiang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!