The middle-aged farmer was selling a pile of wood that was not very valuable on the street. Sometimes he stopped and raised his head to look at the sun in the sky, and sometimes he lowered his head to look at the people walking on both sides of the road. There was a smile on his lips and a look in his eyes.
An indescribable sense of satisfaction.
He fled from the north, and he was very satisfied if he could live a peaceful life where he worked at sunrise and rested at sunset.
Since the Battle of Chibi, the war has stopped spreading. Although Changsha City changed hands twice after Prime Minister Cao and Uncle Liu, they did not adopt radical strategies and mostly focused on appeasement, so the place still maintained its original status.
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Middle-aged farmers live like ordinary people. They work hard every day and earn some money to support their families. Although they work hard, they can barely feed themselves and their lives are not bad.
At this moment, a child suddenly ran over, holding a wooden board in his hand, and shouted to the middle-aged farmer with excitement on his face:
"Daddy, daddy, look, there is something interesting!"
"Oh? What? Show it to daddy."
When the middle-aged farmer heard this, he immediately put down the firewood in his hand, walked to the child, and took the board in his hand.
However, the middle-aged farmer felt very strange in his heart. What fun could there be in a piece of wood?
When he picked up the wooden board and saw the pattern painted on it, he was stunned.
"Ah, what is this?"
"This is......"
As the middle-aged farmer muttered, he carefully observed the patterns on the wooden board in his hand and identified them carefully. In the end, his face became extremely surprised.
"These are all dishes, right..."
"Well, this should be a cooking pot..."
"Is this highland barley?"
"Well, this is shepherd's purse?"
The expression on the middle-aged farmer's face became more and more wonderful the more he looked at it, and finally he couldn't help laughing.
"Oh my mother..."
But then he looked distressed.
"Ouch..."
"What a waste! Such precious ink is used to draw on wooden boards, what a waste..."
While the middle-aged farmer was chanting, he kept touching the pattern on the wooden board with his rough hands, his expression was like holding a treasure.
The child stood aside, tilting his head and looking at his father's appearance, wondering why his painting was so ugly, and it was really boring to have his father praise him like this.
"Daddy..."
When the middle-aged farmer heard the child calling, he quickly looked away and turned to look at his son.
"What's up?"
The child pouted, pointed to the wooden board he picked up and said:
"There are also words here. Look, it's so beautifully written."
The middle-aged farmer quickly picked up the wooden board and looked at it carefully. He looked at the writing on the board with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Dad, what do these words mean?" the child asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"This is......"
The middle-aged farmer scratched his head and didn't know how to explain it.
"I don't know either."
But then, he suddenly slapped his forehead as if he remembered something, and then said excitedly:
"Oh, look at my memory, I almost forgot, isn't that Huzi literate? He must know what this means!"
"Yes." The child clapped his hands quickly and said.
The middle-aged farmer hurriedly waved to the sleepy tiger not far away:
"Huzi, come here quickly."
"Look what this is?"
Although Huzi was very reluctant, he still ran over obediently and looked at the middle-aged farmer with a puzzled look.
"Look, what is this?" the middle-aged farmer asked, pointing to the line of words on the wooden board.
Huzi frowned, thought carefully and said:
"This seems to be about a restaurant, opened in the south of the city, called Yuxiang Tower."
"Yuxiang Tower?"
"Yes, this is the store." Huzi nodded and said with certainty.
"Hahaha, I knew it, let me just say, Huzi is so smart, how could he not know these words?"
The conversation and laughter between the two attracted acquaintances
Attention, they all gathered over to watch and have fun.
After all, their lives are too boring, and even trivial matters can make them talk about it for a long time.
"Hey, Lao Li, what are you two doing here? Are you so happy?"
"Hey, you don't know, Huzi just told me about the newly opened Yuxiang Restaurant in the south of the city, saying that the food there is all delicious."
"Oh? What a coincidence, I also happen to live in the south of the city."
The old man said with a surprised look on his face.
"Eh? You are also in the south of the city?"
"Yes, we are quite destined." The old man chuckled.
"That's such a coincidence. Why don't I invite you there? You worked hard last time and helped me a lot." The old man suggested.
"Why is this so embarrassing?" the middle-aged farmer said with an honest face.
"Nothing to be embarrassed about. We are all fellow villagers. We just help each other. You helped me build the house, so I should treat you to dinner." The old man said with a sincere look. After he finished speaking, he hesitated.
After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said:
"Take your children with you."
"That's okay, I shamelessly agreed." The middle-aged farmer said with a smile.
The middle-aged farmer greeted the surroundings a few times, followed the old man, took his son's little hand, and headed towards Yuxiang Tower.
"Dad, what's so delicious about Yuxianglou?" the little boy looked at his father expectantly and asked.
"You'll find out later, don't be impatient." The old man said with a doting look on his face.
A scene similar to this
The legend about Yuxiang Tower not only happened here, but also spread throughout Changsha.
Although the common people are poor, it is not uncommon to dine in restaurants occasionally. As long as they do not go there every day, they can still support themselves. Moreover, the prices of restaurants catering to the common people are not too high.
Therefore, the reputation of Yuxiang Tower gradually spread, and it gradually became a topic of discussion among many people in nearby villages.
But inside Yuxiang Tower, there was a different scene.
The dilapidated restaurant that was once neglected is now doing a booming business with an endless stream of customers.
It’s a bustling place, and at a glance, everyone is filled with diners.
"Mu Xue, give me the prepared food quickly, the guests can't wait!"
Wei Ming had an anxious look on his face. While entertaining the guests, he urged the girl next to him to quickly prepare the food, as if he wished he could grow eight arms to cope with the current situation.
"How can I get here with so many guests?" Mu Xue said with an aggrieved look.
She kept her hands on her hands and looked helplessly at Wei Ming in front of her. Her pretty face had already become dirty, and her clothes were stained with many stains. She looked like a flower that had just crawled out of the mire.
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"Give way, give way."
At this time, Father Lin also walked over, followed by Xiao Que, holding various dishes in his hands.
But I was still busy here, and I heard the customer's urging again:
"Hurry up, hurry up! We are still waiting to taste it."
"That's right, that's right, if you keep lingering, we won't be able to eat it!"
"..."
When Father Lin heard this, he became furious, but he suppressed his temper and quickly walked into the kitchen.
In this way, it was busy until dark, and many guests left satisfied. Everyone slumped on the chairs tiredly, motionless, and had no strength to even lift their fingers.
Father Lin was also panting from exhaustion. The sweat on his forehead was dripping on his chest. His chest was heaving violently and he looked very embarrassed.
"If this kind of life continues like this, I will have to lose my life."
He kept complaining.
"Dad, please take a rest first."
Lin Muxue came over and helped Father Lin wipe the sweat from his forehead while whispering comfort.
Although Wei Ming on the side was very tired, he still stood up hard and said to Father Lin with a smile:
"Uncle, do you know how much money we earned today?"
"How much money did you make?" Father Lin was stunned and asked with a blank look on his face.
"Hey, today, our turnover reached more than 6,000 yuan!" Xiao Que added to Wei Ming's behalf with a serious look.
When he talked about money, he naturally meant five baht.
When they heard the number six thousand, Father Lin and Lin Muxue were stunned.
They never thought that their restaurant would earn so much money. This was much more than what they had earned from working at the county government for several months!
"This...this is really pie in the sky." Father Lin said excitedly.
Lin Muxue on the side also said excitedly:
"Our store can finally open."
"This is just the beginning. The days to come will be more lively and will get better and better."