My wife is my pen pal

Looking at his own store, Cheng Yuan feels that there is still room for improvement. It can adopt the model of a modern supermarket, clearly mark prices by category, and occasionally hold promotions. These are things that have never appeared before.

Take a closer look at the goods in the store. The rough tea is usually bought by ordinary people, and the fine tea is used by Cheng Yuan’s teahouse. The regular tea is supplied by Zhuangzi [-] miles away from Beijing. Of course, this is Cheng Yuan. Asked, Cheng Luo answered.The wine was not sold, and the wine was under the control of the government, and like salt, the common people were not allowed to sell it privately.Others are coarse cloth, acacia, dustpan, and so on.

They are all very ordinary things, and the profit is low, which is a bit difficult to deal with.

Yes, Cheng Yuan thinks that there is internet in modern times, but not in ancient times. In ancient times, it was all about letters. How about a letter station in a grocery store? The so-called letter station is a place for exchanging letters, making friends and seeking confidants.

Once you have an idea, you have to plan and finally implement the plan. There is no doubt that this idea is very bold, but Cheng Yuan just likes to try.

The specific plan has to be carefully considered and revised after returning home.

Cheng Yuan gave Cheng Luo a task, which is to summarize all the items in the grocery store, how much is in stock, and which items are bought by the common people. To Cheng Yuan's surprise, Cheng Luo can read, although it is only a simple one Commonly used words, but they are rare. It turned out that when Cheng Yuan's father was alive, Cheng Luo was bought into the house as Cheng Yuan's book boy, and he learned some simple characters by being by Cheng Yuan's side.

Cheng Yuan saw that the characters here were exactly the same as modern Chinese characters, and his heart sank. If it wasn't the same characters, it would be over and he would become illiterate.

"Cheng Luo, put your items neatly into categories, put cloths, purses, handkerchiefs, etc. together, put food and drink together, utensils, etc., and put them neatly on the shelves. Take a piece of paper and write the price on it and stick it under the items. , People often buy and put it in a conspicuous place, you design it yourself, this task is entrusted to you.”

Cheng Yuan thinks it's time to take it easy, clean up the shop first, and proceed to the next step.

After explaining the matter, Cheng Luo took the remaining three people and went out to the teahouse. It was getting late, so he had to hurry up and have a look and then go home for dinner. He promised Cheng's mother would come home for dinner.

The tea house is better than the grocery store. It is a small building with two floors. The first floor is the lobby and the second floor has a private room. It turns out that the Cheng family relies on this tea house to make money. The backyard is a storage room, a toilet, and a place where the clerk lives. , this is the same layout as a grocery store.

There is a shopkeeper in the teahouse, with two mustaches and a round face, very happy. Compared with Cheng Luo, who is only in the grocery store, this teahouse is rich in equipment. The shopkeeper and accountant, two assistants, and a kitchen The cook makes dim sum and the like.

The shopkeeper's surname is Hu, and he has been in Chengji for more than ten years. The old man of the Cheng family, the shopkeeper Hu was very excited when he saw Cheng Yuan coming. The young master hasn't been to the teahouse for a long time, and the young master doesn't care about business.

"Master, are you feeling better?"Shopkeeper Hu was one of the people who knew about Cheng Yuan's accident, so he asked directly when he came up.

"Thank you for your concern, by the way, shopkeeper, why is there no customers in this teahouse?"Cheng Yuan looked left and right, but there was no one except the people and buddies he had brought, it was so desolate.

Shopkeeper Hu smiled wryly, and had no choice but to say: "Master, just now another group of people came to make trouble, and the guests were all scared away."

"Shopkeeper, this is the person I brought here. You can arrange to stay here. In the future, if someone comes to make trouble, just throw it out and teach him a lesson. Let's see who dares to come." After speaking, he introduced Qian Yun to the shopkeeper.

"Don't worry about the shopkeeper, leave it to me, with me, Qian Yun, no one would dare to make trouble." Qian Yun cupped his fists at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was about to speak, but was interrupted by the waiter, "It's not good, shopkeeper Hu, that Wang Mazi is here again."

I saw that Wang Mazi came in aggressively, followed by two young gangsters, and said loudly: "Hey, this little boy is here"?Saliva sprayed everywhere.

Wang Mazi lived up to his name, and his face was full of pockmarks like a cow's hair.

I saw an afterimage passing by, Wang Mazi had been thrown out by Qian Yun like a chicken, there were screams outside, and the people passing by applauded, it seemed that Wang Mazi was deeply hated and bullied many times.

In the teahouse, shopkeeper Hu was dumbfounded, "This, this, this strong man is so powerful."

Cheng Yuan was also a little surprised but remained calm, it seems that Qian Yaoyao is quite reliable.

The person she mentioned was lying in Mo Qing's arms and fell asleep tiredly, and he might not be able to wake up today.

"Shopkeeper, does this tea house sell food?"Cheng Yuan sat down at the table beside him, poured a cup of tea and drank it by himself.

"Master, the teahouse also sells pastries such as mung bean cakes, but this is really not very popular. Relatively people eat melon seeds and peanuts."The shopkeeper replied.

Cheng Yuan thought to himself that drinking tea in a teahouse is not enough, and he couldn't think of how to fix it for a while, so he had to give up, and the future will be long.

So he took Qian Zhi and Qian Xiao to the house, thinking about how to increase the performance of the teahouse along the way.

Seeing Cheng Yuan's appearance, shopkeeper Hu couldn't help but smile in relief, the young master has grown up.

Cheng Yuan has been busy all day, but now he suddenly relaxes, and a pang of hunger hits him. It turns out that he hasn't eaten a single rice all day. He runs here and there, and he is already hungry and his stomach is growling. He hurried home.

He Wenwan bought the golden milk cake today, but Mother He didn't eat dairy products, so she had to take it back to her room.

Xiaolan felt that Miss was really abnormal today, first she was in a daze on the street, then she was lost in "Wufangzhai", and bought some food she didn't like, and now she was sitting on a chair in a daze, Miss looked like she was thinking of spring .

Xiaolan was taken aback by her conjecture, and the young lady had no contact with other people, so who was she thinking of?

After taking the golden milk cake into the boudoir, He Wenwan stared at the pastry in a daze, picked up a piece, and refused to eat it.

The images kept repeating in my mind, first the bright eyes of the man crowded in the children, and then the cuteness of the man stuffing his cheeks while eating, these images kept recurring.

"Miss, what's wrong with you"?Xiaolan couldn't help interrupting her background, "Since then, miss, you have been doing something wrong when you come home after buying pastries."

"It's okay, you can go down and rest first." When the maid caught her distracted, she couldn't help but feel guilty.

Xiaolan had no choice but to turn around and go out.

"Ah...it's all your fault, it's all your fault", after Xiaolan left, He Wenwan finally couldn't provoke her and cursed in a low voice, it was all the fault of that person, which kept breaking into her mind.

Running to the bed, lying on the quilt, holding the quilt with both hands to cover her cheeks, the dignified and quiet woman also showed the look of her little daughter.

When Cheng Yuan came home, he smelled a scent just after entering the door. The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus was mixed with another smell, which was very attractive.

Originally hungry, but now the glutton in his stomach was aroused, Cheng Yuan trotted into the kitchen, today Cheng's mother was cooking again, and the cook was helping.

"Mom, what are you doing delicious?" Cheng Yuan asked hurriedly.

"Are you back? Are you hungry? I'll make you sweet-scented osmanthus vermicelli today." While answering Cheng Yuan, he continued to stir the vermicelli in the pot without stopping.

"Okay, thank you mother, by the way, mother, I found two guards for you to protect mother at home, brother Qian Zhi and brother Qian Xiao." Since Qian Yunlu's action, Cheng Yuan has also admired the four of them more and more.

"It's all up to you, let's have dinner together later," Cheng's mother took the time to look at the two of them and said.

"I don't dare to be that. I've met my wife. I'm going to Qian Zhi. This is my younger brother Qian Xiao." When Qian Zhi heard Cheng Yuan call him big brother, and Cheng's mother stayed for dinner again, he originally thought of Cheng Yuan's family as a guard. The little resentment also dissipated.

Most of today's dishes were cooked by Cheng's mother, and Cheng Yuan was attracted by the sweet-scented osmanthus fans as soon as they were served.

Osmanthus vermicelli, as the name suggests, is osmanthus fried vermicelli. When there is no osmanthus, it can be replaced with Chinese cabbage. Each has its own advantages and flavors.

The osmanthus vermicelli made by Cheng's mother is colorful.The method is also simple and easy to use. Wash the fresh osmanthus, blanch the vermicelli for later use, beat the eggs and add salt to taste, pour oil into the pot and heat it up, fry shallots, ginger and garlic, pour in osmanthus, vermicelli, eggs, add salt and turn over Just mix well. If you like a stronger taste, you can also add millet chili and soy sauce.

Cheng Yuan couldn't wait to take a sip, it was soft and fragrant, with a lingering aftertaste.

The two brothers of the Qian family were also full of praise. The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus and the freshness of the eggs wrapped the vermicelli and left an endless aftertaste.

It was getting late after dinner, so I arranged for the two brothers of the Qian family to stay. Cheng Yuan ate too much to bloat his stomach, so he took a walk in the yard to digest.

It may be that at night, this person's emotions are relatively weak. After coming to this place, these days, I feel very fulfilled. Modern life is like the past, a dream, and I am just a passing passerby.