During the day, she just casually mentioned that she wanted to put the matter of opening a tavern on the agenda, but she didn't expect that Cheng Hanyan really took it to heart, and her tone softened for a while.
"Then let me rest quickly."
Cheng Hanyan became even more excited when he heard her humming voice.
In the end, Song Yutong fainted from exhaustion, while Cheng Hanyan looked like a fairy who had absorbed enough energy. Not only did he not look tired at all, but he was even more energetic.
At that time, people will not be able to tell who is the exhausted cow.
Before going out, Cheng Hanyan reminded Naituanzi and Cheng Xiuwen that they were not allowed to go into the house to disturb Song Yutong's rest, and asked Cheng Xiuwen to take the remaining hen soup and save it for cooking noodles for lunch.
Song Yutong had fed up the appetites of the two boys at home, and for a while he let them cook on their own, fearing that they wouldn't be able to cook anything delicious.
Although Cheng Xiuwen didn't say anything, his face turned bitter.
"I pray that my mother will wake up soon and don't want to eat the noodles cooked by my uncle." Naituanzi glanced at Cheng Xiuwen beside him, his tone was very sad.
It's not that he dislikes it, even if there is leftover chicken soup for cooking noodles, the noodles made by Cheng Xiuwen's craftsmanship will not be delicious.
Cheng Xiuwen, who was disgusted, rubbed his nose. Not only did Naituanzi dislike his cooking, but he himself also disliked it.
At the same time, I prayed silently in my heart, hoping that my sister-in-law would wake up soon.
But God didn't seem to understand what the two of them were saying. At noon, Cheng Xiuwen still made chicken noodle soup.
The noodles were either too soft or too hard. Even with such a delicious chicken soup, the noodles were not delicious enough.
Not long after lunch, a strange man came to the door.
Naituanzi saw the waiter standing outside and blinked her big, cute eyes.
"Are you here to see my mother?" Naituanzi recognized the waiter. He guessed that maybe the restaurant had reopened and needed to attract business, and the shopkeeper wanted to ask his mother to help cook delicious meals.
"Yes, I am here to find Mrs. Cheng, and I also ask the young master to report to Mrs. Mingcheng."
The waiter couldn't help but look around. He never expected that in a village like this, the Cheng Orion family had built such a large blue brick house.
If this were placed in a town, I am afraid that only people outside the rank of members of the Communist Party of China could afford such a house.
I couldn't help but admire Mrs. Cheng a little more.
The villager who brought her here just now said that this big blue brick house was built by Mrs. Cheng, who was also the apprentice of the imperial chef.
When the villagers in Chengjia Village were building houses for Cheng Hanyan's helpers, the food cooked by Song Yutong's skillful skills was delicious.
The waiter has tasted the skills of Song Yutong and Chef Fang. Some of the dishes made by Song Yutong are indeed more delicious and unique in taste than Chef Fang.
Naituanzi asked the waiter to wait in the main hall, then went back to the room and asked Song Yutong to wake up.
As soon as Song Yutong opened her eyes, there was a little face with squirting milk in front of her. She was soft and cute, and her model resembled Cheng Han's.
She was stunned at first, and then she realized that the boy in front of her was her milk dumpling.
He rubbed his head and felt a little sleepy. He reached out and hugged the milk dumpling and gave it a kiss.
"Mom, you're finally awake. Someone came from the restaurant and came here to look for you. I asked him to wait in the main hall." Naituanzi didn't mind at all that Song Yutong had drool all over his face.
He found that his mother's body was fragrant just after she woke up. The smell made people feel happy, and he wished he could stay by his mother's side for a while longer.
It’s just that someone is looking for my mother outside and needs to do business first.
Song Yutong got up from the bed, went to get some water to wash up, and after cleaning up, she left the house and walked through the courtyard entrance to the main hall.
"It turns out it's the waiter. I kept you waiting for a long time." Song Yutong walked out, wearing a simple and elegant long skirt that made her a little fairy-like and agile. Her face was full of collagen, and she was white and glowing.
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That delicate and bright little face is a bit more fleshy than before. The whole person looks much rounder but not fat. The whole person looks very well-proportioned and has a just right figure.
"Mrs. Cheng, we haven't seen each other for only half a month, but your baby is getting more and more beautiful."
When he first met Song Yutong, the waiter could still see the aura of a peasant woman in him, but now he has transformed into a rich lady.
I'm afraid only the one in the county magistrate's house can compare with the current Song Yutong before he left the cabinet.
"Thank you for the compliment, waiter. What do you want me to do when you come all the way to find me?" Song Yutong asked curiously.
The waiter must have been entrusted by the shopkeeper to travel thousands of miles to the village to find her.
Song Yutong was thinking the same thing as Naituanzi. The shopkeeper probably wanted her to help in the kitchen and regain the popularity of the restaurant.
"Mrs. Cheng, the shopkeeper asked me to ask you, do you still have the extremely juicy vegetables you used to have? Now the restaurant business is not doing well, there are victims everywhere, the famine is serious, and now the court has allocated food
Come down with the silver."
"But if the restaurant wants to reopen for business, it must have good food to buy. The vegetable market is not open right now, and even if it is open, you won't be able to get any good food. The shopkeeper asked me to come and ask you, and I want to get some good food from you.
I’ll buy some vegetables that are as juicy as last time.”
"No matter what kind of food you have, we want it, no matter what kind of food you have."
It’s really hard to choose varieties in this year, so it would be nice to have vegetables.
After Song Yutong knew the waiter's intention, she decided to go to town tomorrow. She had agreed to provide food to the shopkeeper.
Now that all natural and man-made disasters have passed, it's time for her to get back to business.
"I do still have some dishes in hand, and I will send them over tomorrow. I also ask the shopkeeper to wait for me in the restaurant tomorrow. If we cooperate in providing dishes in the future, the cooperation documents must be signed, right?"
Song Yutong looked like a standard businessman with his bright smile.
The waiter got Song Yutong's word and didn't stay in Chengjia longer. He hurriedly prepared to go back and report back to the shopkeeper.
Seeing him coming and going in a hurry, Song Yutong wrapped some milk cakes she made and gave them to the waiter to eat on the road.
This milk cake was originally made by him to satisfy the cravings of his two children, Nai Tuanzi and Cheng Xiuwen.
It happened that Cheng Hanyan and Ji Chengan also liked each other very much, so she did more.
It's just that this milk cake doesn't hold up well and will go bad if you don't eat it within three days.
Even though the sun is high outside now, the weather is really getting colder. Just wearing a single coat when going out, the wind makes your body feel chilly.
Song Yutong then habitually hid in the kitchen and saw a bowl of hot chicken noodle soup on the table.
Cheng Xiuwen was washing pots aside. When he saw Song Yutong come in, he spoke naturally.
"Sister-in-law, although this chicken noodle soup is not delicious, you should fill your stomach first..."