I Open a Restaurant in another World

Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Setting up a stall

In the afternoon, the two found all the things they would need for the next day and prepared them.

In the evening, they went to the Nancheng Inn again.

Just as He Hai said, there was a large open space next to the inn.

Probably because it was closer to the canal, there were no high buildings in the other three directions except the inn. The wind on the open space was much stronger than other places, attracting many people living nearby to cool off.

Zhang Beiting walked around and found that the stall owners here mainly sold their own surplus things, fruits and vegetables, eggs and duck eggs, followed by handmade products, palm-leaf fans that are indispensable in summer, and handkerchiefs and money bags embroidered by women and men themselves.

There were the least food, one selling lotus seed soup and the other selling wontons.

The lotus seed soup business was good, four cents a bowl, Zhang Beiting stood in the distance for a while, and the stall owner sold three bowls.

There are not many competitors, the flow of people is large, and the spending power is also considerable. The only disadvantage is that it is a little far from their home. It took at least a quarter of an hour for the two of them to walk here empty-handed.

However, compared with the previous advantages, a quarter of an hour's journey is not a problem at all.

Zhang Beiting found the innkeeper, paid seven cents, and reserved a stall and a table for tomorrow.

Zhang Beiting felt painful to pay five cents for a table, but there was no way, they were selling ice jelly, and they couldn't let customers eat standing up.

The manager took the money and handed Zhang Beiting a wooden sign, "Tomorrow you will take the wooden sign to find any waiter in the inn, and they will move the table and bench to the location you specified."

Okay, the service is not bad, Zhang Beiting felt a little more balanced.

It gets dark late in summer, and the two of them go home and go to the backyard to plant the onions that Aunt He sent in the morning.

After a busy day, although it was not heavy work, it was quite tiring for a person who had just recovered from a serious illness and had been hungry for several days.

After dinner and washing up, Zhang Beiting felt sleepy.

Song Yanqing brought out the medicine that was no longer hot from the kitchen, handed it to Zhang Beiting and said, "Drink the medicine before going to sleep."

Zhang Beiting: ...

He almost forgot that he had medicine to drink.

I don't know what was put into this medicine. It not only smelled bitter, but also had a pungent sour smell.

Zhang Beiting really couldn't swallow it.

While he was struggling with whether to drink the medicine bowl, Song Yanqing had already washed the medicine jar and walked towards the bedroom.

--It was not the room where Zhang Beiting woke up.

Zhang Beiting only realized it when he heard the sound of the door opening, "You..."

"What's wrong?" Song Yan had been thinking since dark. He had been sleeping in this room for two days at Zhang's house. Zhang Beiting said in the morning that he should stay like this for the time being, which meant that he should rest in this room. Now he was suddenly called, and his hands were shaking with nervousness.