I opened a restaurant in ancient times

Chapter 25

Zhao Heng hurriedly got up from the bed, put on his shoes, and when he turned around, he saw that Zhao Haha was sleeping soundly with a bulging belly, so he stopped looking at it, opened the bedroom door and went out.

When passing the yard, he wiped his face with cold water from the basin under the eaves. He felt that it was not good to meet people with drowsiness.

Jiang Yuan's hand was on the door, and he was about to knock, but the wooden door opened with a creak.

Zhao Heng had already wiped his face with a towel, but he probably didn't wipe it clean. There were still some tiny water droplets on his face, which were attached to the fluff on his face under the sunlight, making his whole person look like a bright light. Same.

Jiang Yuan's eyes paused, and he almost forgot why he came here.

He shook his head slightly to make his mind clear, but the extent of the shaking was almost invisible.

He said sternly, "I'm here to work."

Zhao Heng still remembered that he almost put people's pigeons in his heart. He was slightly embarrassed. Seeing that Jiang Yuan skipped this matter and didn't ask any more questions, he directly invited him into the yard. inside.

The cart is still sitting in the corner of the yard, and since it was pushed back at noon, all the miscellaneous objects on it have not been cleaned up.

Zhao Heng hurriedly took a few steps forward, took down a messy item on the cart, held it in his hand, and prepared to put it aside for a while.

Zhao Heng's current house has only two rooms, one is the main room and bedroom, and the other is the kitchen room.

There is only a half-year wall and a curtain between the main room and the bedroom. The whole main room is not bright, and it is a bit dim with all the windows open.

In the bedroom, there was only a table and a dilapidated bamboo and wooden bed.

Without him, it's just that Zhao Heng couldn't stand the bed curtain full of cobwebs and heavy dust.

Jiang Yuan had never entered this room before, at most he just glanced at it from a distance, not knowing what was going on in the room.

Looking at it at this time, he was surprised to find that the house was quite clean and tidy, and all kinds of sundries were classified and neatly put together.

Although the ground is not smooth, everything is clean and clean. Even someone like his own Eminem who loves cleanliness can't find anything wrong.

"Wait a moment, I'll clean up the house, I'll be fine in a minute, you sit down for a while." He messed up his bed during his nap, and the mess has not been cleaned up yet.

Jiang Yuan replied, "Well, good."

Hearing his answer, Zhao Heng hurriedly turned around and entered the bedroom, tidying up the messy bed and quilt as quickly as possible.

Jiang Yuan kept calling him when he first came, so he didn't bother to clean up his bed, so he hurried to open the door for him, for fear that he would be in a hurry after a while.

After he had packed everything up, he leaned over and rubbed Zhao Haha, who was still sleeping, then opened the curtain and strode out.

And Jiang Yuan sat quietly on the stool in the main room for a short period of time, his eyes were not strayed, he just sat and waited for him to clean up and come out.

In this emptiness, Jiang Yuan's thoughts couldn't help but start to float, thinking wildly. He and Zhao Heng were both teenagers, and neither of them were married, so they had to be careful to avoid suspicion.

But he came here with the consent of Daddy and Eminem. Daddy said that since he is a helper, he will go there after receiving money from others. He can't accept money without doing anything. This is not something that Jiang's children should do. .

As long as they have a clear conscience, they are fine. Besides, the villagers in Dahe Village are not unreasonable people.

What kind of people were they in their later life, those old aunts are all clear in their hearts, and they definitely can't do things that are humiliating and innocent.

As soon as Zhao Heng opened the curtain, he saw this little boy sitting upright, his eyes fixed on the ground somewhere, he didn't know what was going on in his heart, like a child criticized by his parents, he lowered his head and didn't speak.

There was a smile on Zhao Heng's mouth. He strode to Jiang Yuan and called him loudly, "Let's go, let's go to the kitchen.

" Startled for a moment, his body froze, he hurriedly got up and said, "Okay." The

two entered the kitchen next to it. Although the place is small, Zhao Heng would clean up the kitchen after every use. Clean and hygienic, there is no need to worry about it.

According to his words, the food at the entrance must be kept basically clean, so his kitchen has always been neat and tidy, and there has never been a mess.

What he thought earlier was to sell some cold noodles and cold skins during the Futian period of summer. It might be easier for people to accept it, and it would be easier for him to make a sum of money in a short period of time.

He thought about it carefully, the autumn harvest will come immediately after the summer, and no matter how rich Zhilan Town is, there will be many farmers, and then they will go to the fields to harvest grain.

The young and middle-aged people have all gone to work in the fields, and the flow of people in Beishi will definitely be less than the current one.

After the autumn harvest, it will be a little troublesome to prepare to repair the house. Let's not talk about whether the money is enough. At that time, most people are busy with the harvest of their own fields. How can they think about other things?

Besides, the autumn here is very short, and the weather will cool down in a few months. In the winter, if there is only this broken house, it will be really difficult to survive the winter.

After thinking about all kinds of things, Zhao Hengcai decided to earn the first pot of gold before the end of the summer, renovate the house, and buy some food, bedding and other preparations.

Jiang Yuan was familiar with making noodles from the flour he bought earlier, so the two of them were busy in front of the table.

After finishing all the cold noodles, Zhao Heng taught Jiang Yuan to start making gluten.

Zhao Heng had never seen this kind of thing in Zhilan Town, so he was going to put this into cold noodles or cold skin. With peanut sauce, the cold noodles and cold skin would taste even better.

Jiang Yuan is very familiar with the work in the kitchen, so he can get started very quickly, almost only after Zhao Heng has taught him a little.

At first Zhao Heng was a little surprised, but later the two of them had a tacit understanding.

No matter what it is, it is almost Zhao Heng's look, and Jiang Yuan knows what he wants to take. Zhao Heng also gradually got used to it, and the two of them worked in the kitchen for several hours.

By the time most of the things you need are ready, it's almost time for dinner.

Zhao Heng felt as if his body had been run over by a car wheel, he hammered his waist and said to Jiang Yuan: "Let's go here today, I have probably prepared all the things I need, and I will do the rest tomorrow morning. "

Jiang Yuan was born as an hunter after all. He grew up running in the mountains since he was a child. After this afternoon's work, he felt that he could do more, and he wasn't particularly tired.

Hearing Zhao Heng's words, he said, "What else is there to do? There's not much left anyway. I'll help you finish before leaving."

Seeing that he didn't look tired at all, Zhao Heng doubted his physique very much. Is there such a big difference in physical strength between being a scholar and being a hunter?

It is obvious that the original owner also learned martial arts for a period of time when he was a child. How can he practice martial arts to strengthen his body and be in better health than most people.

"No, the rest will be made on the same day, otherwise it won't be fresh."