The Yun family couldn't wait to make it known to everyone that Yun Shiqiao was marrying into the Xu family.

Hearing that the Xu family was also preparing, everyone thought it was the official wife, the official's in-laws, but they still had to give in. After a long time of fuss, it turned out to be a concubine.

Although Xu Hao is favored, the most capable person in the Xu family is the eldest son, and the Yun family has poor moral character. This bakery imitates the Ji family's pastries. Although the price is cheaper, the taste is far from the same.

No one patronized the bakery that cost a lot of money to open. Everyone hated it and were afraid of losing face. Without the aura given by the Ji family, it couldn't compete with the pastries sold by the vendors.

It hired many small workers and was losing money every day. It is said that they all mortgaged the inn to keep it open.

As for the Ji family.

Business is booming. The restaurant is packed every day since it opens. Even though we have hired more than a dozen workers, we are still looking for people.

The Ji family treats people well and pays them a lot of money. Some of the workers who left before came to visit them, wanting to come back to work.

The last time they came to force Ji's mother to get wages, many people knew about it and few were willing to hire them.

Ji's mother seems to be easy to talk to, and her attitude towards this matter is quite tough. She has a smile on her face, but she doesn't leave any room.

After a few people left, she had a sullen face and rarely lost her temper, "Do you think we are easy to bully? Even if they didn't add insult to injury at that time, I still thought of them as a good thing. Now, it's good that I don't have to settle accounts with them."

"Mom, don't get so angry." Qiao Xin comforted her.

"Aren't you angry?" Ji's mother calmed down, looked at the cabinet in front of the door, and asked, "I heard from Huai'er that you asked someone to do this. What are you doing?"

Qiao Xin followed her gaze, pursed her lips and said, "My husband said that the shrimp paste can be sold, and the shrimp paste at home is also ready, so I thought it would be better to sell it if it is placed here so that it can be seen.

."

Their restaurant's dishes are the best-selling and everyone praises them because of the shrimp paste in them.

Shrimp paste stir-fry is also simple to make. Ordinary people can buy it and use it as a condiment.

Ji's mother understood and praised her again.

With Yun Shiqiao as a comparison, she was really satisfied with Qiao Xin. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. The business of the restaurant improved, and the bakery Ji Huai and Xu Nan opened together also made money.

The Ji family has a lot of income now, but Ji's mother always feels that she has treated Qiao Xin badly in the past and has given her a lot of jewelry and clothes.

The restaurant's shrimp paste stir-fry is a major specialty, even more famous than Ji's cakes. When they learned that the restaurant was going to start selling shrimp paste, many people couldn't wait to sell it.

Bottles of shrimp paste are placed on the cabinet, as well as shrimp paste made into a paste. Every time it is put on the market, it is sold out within half a day, so it sells very well.

Seeing this, Qiao Xin said to Ji Huai with great interest, "We should find more people to help you make shrimp paste, otherwise you will be too tired by yourself. If we make more, we can go to the dock to buy shrimps, and the price will be cheaper."

."

Ji Huai's goal has always been mass production. When she said this, he did not say that this was his previous plan. Instead, he said, "I still have an idea, and I need to make an icon so that I can become famous.

Let everyone know that this is produced in our restaurant."

"Yeah." Qiao Xin nodded.

"Then leave this matter to my wife." He added.

Qiao Xin was stunned, should she draw it? She was about to say go find someone, but when she saw his trusting eyes, she hesitated and nodded.

She has to work hard!

After drawing and revising it for several days, an icon came out. Not only was it pasted on the jar of shrimp paste, but the pattern she drew was also used on the pastry packaging of their restaurant.

No one had ever valued her so much, which made Qiao Xin feel extremely warm in her heart.

Today at dinner.

The family gathered together to eat. Ji Huai made medicinal meals for Ji's father every day, and also invited the most famous doctor in the town to treat him. He was now able to eat with them, but he still looked sick and skinny.

Ji Huai took a piece of meat to Qiao Xin and said, "I'm going to Fucheng for a few days at the beginning of the month. The old man of Yang's family celebrated his seventieth birthday and invited me to be the chef. I heard that his grandson Yang Zhang is a famous imperial doctor in the palace.

I want to ask him to come back to see my father."

The Yang family has been studying medicine for generations, and Yang Zhang is a prodigy who has studied medicine. He has excellent medical skills and can solve all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases.

"Since he is an imperial doctor, how could he come back with you?" Ji's mother understood his painstaking efforts, but couldn't help but say.

The capital was too far away, and Ji's father's body could not withstand the exertion. She sighed as she thought about it, hoping that the medicine prescribed by the doctor would be effective and that Ji's father's health would get better little by little.

Ji's father coughed a few times and looked at him, "As long as you have this heart, dad, you will be satisfied. Life or death is up to you. There is no need to force anything."

In the past, Ji Huai's eating, drinking and having fun instead of taking care of business made him extremely worried. When something happened to the Ji family, he took care of the whole family by himself and made the restaurant so prosperous. Even if he died now, he was content.

Ji Huai was stubborn, "I will definitely bring Dr. Yang back to treat my father."

He was so persistent that Ji's father and Ji's mother had nothing to do. They were afraid that he would do something drastic, so they had to ask Qiao Xin to accompany him.

In this way, Ji Huai took Qiao Xin and several of his apprentices to Fucheng.

Compared with the small town, the capital was much bigger. Although Qiao Xin suppressed her curiosity, she couldn't sit still in the carriage and always secretly looked at the streets outside.

So prosperous.

It was a more prosperous town than theirs, and the clothes those girls wore were so beautiful, and the jewelry they wore was something she had never seen before.

"When we get to Yang Mansion, we'll go out for a walk after we pack up." Ji Huai put his arm around her waist and said in her ear.

Qiao Xin was embarrassed when her little idea was guessed, "You still have something to do, don't delay your business."

Ji Huai: "It's okay."

He always followed her lead, raised his other hand, and pinched her cheek gently, "You've gained some fat."

"Mom said I'm a little taller, and I look pale when I look at myself." When she mentioned this, Qiao Xin's eyes flashed brightly, and she looked at him seriously, hoping that he would take a good look at her.

During the period after I got married, I ate well and slept well, and I really grew taller. The clothes I used to wear were no longer wearable, mainly because they turned gray.

You will look better when you become white. But in front of your sweetheart, you always feel inferior and want to become better.

"Is it white?" Ji Huai tilted his head, looked at it carefully, and spoke hesitantly.

Seeing that he didn't notice it at all, the smile on Qiao Xin's lips slowly faded, and she felt disappointed, "No...isn't it in vain?"

When he was deeply shocked, he smiled and said, "Just kidding, I am whiter, my skin is much better, and my hair is a lot darker, so I look better."

She didn't notice the hair. She looked down and looked up to be kissed on the forehead.

The two of them were sitting in the carriage, and the noise on the street could be heard in their ears. Her face turned red all of a sudden, and Ji Huai took her into his arms, "I will be busy these days, and I will find a few people to accompany you when the time comes."

Go shopping and buy what you like, no need to worry about money. The things in Fucheng are novel, so take more with you back."

Qiao Xin leaned in his arms, wrapped her slender hands around his waist, and pressed her face against his chest, extremely lustful.

It was quite shameful to do these intimate gestures during the day, but she couldn't resist. Ji's mother treated her well and wouldn't let her do any work she could. She also said that she would hire a maid to serve her and let her treat her well.

The young mistress.

But Ji Huai went even further than Ji's mother. When the two were together, he spoiled her and served her many times, making her panic and guilty.

How can anyone treat a wife like this? If she finds out, she will be scolded.

It was so beautiful that she often thought it was a dream.

"Then I will buy some for my mother," she said.

As soon as she finished speaking, he praised her for being filial and considerate. No matter how much work she did in the Yun family, no one ever thanked her. No matter how many sacrifices she made, it was natural. Instead, she married him.

, after doing a little bit of work, he felt that she had worked hard and would treat her better.

Qiao Xin's eyes glowed softly and she looked up at him, but Ji Huai felt that she looked charming and kissed her again. Still feeling it was not enough, he shamelessly held her on his lap.

Her breathing became rapid, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl in, but he held her in his arms and said seriously, "It needs to be nourished, and it will grow more flesh, so it will be more comfortable to hold her."

Qiao Xin frowned, her face filled with confusion: "...Grandma said the same thing about the pig she raised, and she also said she could sell it for more money."

Hearing this, Ji Huai laughed out loud. He came closer to her and looked at her with his dark eyes, making no secret of his love for her. "Then, when you get better, I'll let you have our child, okay?"

?”

Her face turned red, her heart beat faster, her eyes turned into crescent moons, and she hid in his arms.

When the carriage arrived at Yang's Mansion, the housekeeper came out to greet him.

Mr. Yang likes delicious food, so he ate the shrimp paste made by Ji Huai, so he sent someone to inquire. He heard that the restaurant was very prosperous and the dishes made were unforgettable, so he paid a high price to invite people there.

The housekeeper arranged accommodation for several people without paying too much attention to it.

What made the Yang family really start to pay attention was when Ji Huai cooked a dinner.

I cooked nine dishes in total.

The ingredients in the Yang family are fresh and abundant. After practicing his cooking skills for a period of time, he can use the ingredients just right. Even the imperial chefs in the palace can learn from each other.

Mr. Yang's mouth has tasted delicacies from all over the country. At first glance, Ji Huai's dishes were not surprising, and he was a little disappointed. After taking a bite, his expression changed.

Each of the nine dishes has its own characteristics, pure taste and memorable texture.

Immediately, he boasted about him and said that he would be invited to cook for every birthday banquet.

The next day, he made breakfast and lunch for Mr. Yang, and also made some pastries in the afternoon. Even though they were made with the same ingredients, what others made would definitely be different from what he made.

Mr. Yang had to eat several times because of this. He was so uncomfortable that he couldn't stop talking.

On the day of the birthday banquet, when I heard that Yang Zhang was back, everyone came to congratulate him with purpose. Whether the food was delicious or not was not the point, but after tasting it, it was inevitable that he would be conquered.

Some people also asked where the chef was.
To be continued...