Chapter 11 Spring at Fulai Inn (Part 1) ()

The next day, Wang Kuang, who was sleeping in, slept until the sun was climbing to the first quarter of the old high school, and Wang Xian didn't know where to go to play. After taking the water and washing, he drank several large well water. When the water was stimulated, his stomach began to protest against the food. When he came to the kitchen, Master Wang was not there, probably to buy ingredients, so he had to go to Zhu Sizi to be busy inside. Seeing Wang Kuang coming in, Zhu Sizi greeted warmly: "Da Lang got up? You are so hot to eat in the pot." Yesterday, Zhu Sizi looked at him and knew that this was a person valued by the boss, so he was cautious. In addition, Wang Kuang was only in his teens and was about the same age as his children. He was an orphan, so his motherly nature got up unknowingly. Therefore, he did not see Wang Kuang getting up in the morning, and there was no need for the manager Sun to give instructions, so he heated up Wang Kuang in the pot.

Breakfast is very simple, a large bowl of porridge and a plate of pickled eggplant. Although Wang Kuang loves delicious food, he is not a picky person. He eats good food if he has the conditions. If he has no conditions, he can eat simple things with relish. After a bowl of hot porridge, his stomach will be comfortable and he will not protest.

After finishing the meal, Manager Sun saw Hu Liu, who sold loaches yesterday. It turned out that Hu Liu was a farmhouse in Liuzhuang outside the city. He not only went to fish during the slack farm, but also often helped people do some mud work. Today he came to the city to find some work, but he went to fish again. He was squatting at the gate of the city, but was seen by Manager Sun. Manager Sun knew that Hu Liu was a mud worker, so he came to help Wang Kuang change the kitchen.

After yesterday's loach taro incident, Manager Sun had already thrown his little dissatisfaction with Wang Kuang to Java. Now, he seems that Wang Kuang is the God of Wealth in the inn. A big treasure has begun to care about Wang Kuang's affairs. He has been a shopkeeper for decades and knows that all masters have their own preferences for the layout of the kitchen, so he brought Hu Liu to find Wang Kuang to see how to change the kitchen.

Wang Kuang couldn't move the big spatula, so since the kitchen was made for his own purpose, he took Hu Liu to the room to show what to do. First, it was the stove. He told Hu Liu to build a double-pot stove, one big and one small, the large pot was used to heat water, and the smaller ones were used to cook vegetables. As for steaming things, he just went to the large kitchen of the inn. A mud stove was built next to the stove to facilitate stewing things. The stove was still a high stove, but a high platform was built next to the stove to facilitate Wang Kuang's operation. When he was taller, he would change the table. After the explanation, Sun Shuigen, who was standing by the side, also understood the approximate size of the pot. Generally, the stove had to have a pot first and then build the pot according to the size of the pot. He had to buy a pot, but Wang Kuang called it.

Wang Kuang knew that the pots nowadays were large pots with no handfuls, and the pots he had designed now were probably booked. Since he had to make a reservation, it would be better to make a suitable one and bring a handful. In the future, if he had the strength, he could re-experience the pleasure of stir-frying when stirring. After a long time of gesture, Sun Shuigen, who had never seen a wok in later generations, still didn't understand what Wang Kuang wanted. So, Wang Kuang followed Sun Shuigen to the blacksmith shop and told the blacksmith himself that he would also make some houses that he didn't have now, such as gratering planes, tools for squeezing garlic juice, etc.

The blacksmith shop is not far away, and there is one next to the south gate. Before getting up, Manager Sun mysteriously pulled Wang Kuang aside and handed him a purse, which was heavy inside, probably dozens of cents. It turned out that last night, the boss specially told Manager Sun that he would no longer give Wang Kuang monthly money according to the regular rules of Master Zhangsou, but would give Wang Kuang a small amount of money as you use, and then give Wang Kuang profits by the end of the year. Now Sun Mingqian has completely regarded Wang Kuang as an equal cooperative relationship. It is precisely his mentality that has laid the seeds for his future wealth. This is a later story, so I won't mention it for now.

After arriving at the blacksmith shop, the blacksmith had been scrambling irons for many years. After Wang Kuang talked and gestured, he knew that what Wang Kuang wanted was what to do. The big pot was a ready-made cast pot. The small pot had no way to cast it. It had to be made in the small pot, but it was soon, so he had to do it in the afternoon. After telling the blacksmith to make the pot first and then take it to the inn, Wang Kuang asked Sun Shuigen to carry the big pot back. He had money on his hands and had nothing to do now. Wang Kuang was going to check out what he had to buy, but Wang Xian didn't know where to go to the wild, otherwise it would be a happy thing for the two brothers to go shopping together and buy some food.

After walking around the city, I didn’t see anything to buy. Before I went to a pharmacy, I remembered the pickled eggplant I ate in the morning. Wang Kuang remembered that I had never seen braised food in the inn, but only saw sauce meat. I decided to buy some medicinal ingredients to braised. The recipe for braised ingredients was developed by Wang Kuang himself. After thinking about it, I found that the ingredients were roughly the same as the Thirteen Spices sold on the market, but the difference was that the dosage ratio was different. Later, he also had a large jar of half-aged braised soup in his refrigerator that had been brine for many years.

I went to the pharmacy to buy some star anise, grass fruit, meat granite, tangerine peel, cloves, astragalus, licorice, angelica, cooked rehmannia, cumin, angelica, angelica, ginger and amomum villosum (cardamom). There are other spices in the inn kitchen, so I don’t have to buy it. It’s very simple to have no soy sauce. I just scoop some of the sauce in the kitchen and filter out the juice. The pharmacy is very careful. Because Wang Kuang didn’t take the medicine, I helped Wang Kuang each medicinal material to avoid being confused. Just kidding, if it is confused, I accidentally fry it wrong when decorating the medicine. If there is any problem, I have to say that my pharmacy is bad? The man complained that he didn’t know which one, so he asked such a child to buy medicine, but he didn’t tell it clearly. He didn’t know that Wang Kuang bought it and did not drink it.

When he passed by the sheep stall, he saw that the two small beard tables in front of him were already crowded. It seemed that the business was very good. Eyue He was busy. He looked up and saw Wang Kuang and hurriedly greeted him: "Darang is here, come and have a bowl of mutton soup." His eyes were sharp, and he saw that Wang Kuang was wearing a new clothes, and the clogs on his feet were still the same kind of leather tied for wealthy people (tied: a rope used to tie clogs to their feet to facilitate walking, which is a bit similar to the "human" part of modern flip-flops, but not like flip-flops, but closer to the straw rope on the straw sandals). It is much more noble than ordinary people's hemp rope tied with hemp rope, which is obvious that Wang Kuang should have an opportunity.

"No, thank you uncle. You are busy. I will come again if you have time. To be honest, I haven't drunk my uncle's mutton soup for a day, and I miss you a little." Wang Kuang smiled and refused. He was also happy to see that Eyue, who was kind to him and his business got better.

"That's all right, I must come." Seeing that Wang Kuang was carrying a few small bags in his hand, there was probably something going on, so he stopped insisting.

When he returned to the inn, the shopkeeper Sun saw that Wang Kuang was carrying a few straw paper bags in his hand, as if he was medicine. Now that he had regarded Wang Kuang as a treasure, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken: Is this little ancestor sick? He hurriedly stepped forward and helped Wang Kuang, not caring about his old arms and legs. He turned his head to drink Sun Er who was wiping the case next to him and said, "I don't have any eyesight to see Dalang carrying things in his hand, so I don't come to help him." He turned his head and asked Wang Kuang: "Dalang is this?" He is not easy to talk about the word "disease". It's taboo. He is really sick after he said that he is sick.

Wang Kuang didn't know how many twists the old man had in his heart in just a while. He smiled and said, "Grandpa Sun loves kids too much. He's just a few packs of medicine. He's so light and can come by himself. Besides, Brother Sun isn't busy."

As soon as he said this, he caused trouble. Sun Er heard this and quickly threw down the rag and jumped over three steps at a time, yelling: "What should I do? What should I do? Dalang, I will carry you back to my room to rest." The shopkeeper Sun was already shouting in an old voice: "Shuigen! Shuigen! Where did the gouwai run? Go quickly, hurry up and go to Huichuntang, Beimen, and invite their shopkeeper to come and take a look!"

You said they were not nervous? Seeing that the inconspicuous loaches that were not eaten by Wang Kuang, they turned into a delicious food on earth when they passed by Wang Kuang's hand, causing competition from diners. Several diners had already booked to come to eat the loach taro soup tomorrow evening. Wang Kuang had already become the treasure among the treasures. He was afraid that they would melt when they held them in his mouth, and they were afraid that they would get cold when they held them in his palm. Seeing him coming back with the medicine, he was really worried that this ancestor would really have a bad time. Not to mention that the boss would punish them, they would not feel good about it themselves. This is the God of Wealth. With him, the inn is just around the corner. With the inn, the inn is just around the corner, and with the character of the boss, they can also benefit a lot. Besides, such a child is a child, but he values ​​etiquette. He calls his elder brother and grandfather. He takes a step back and says that Wang Kuang does not have the magical talent for food. They are also nervous. They are still a child.

Only then did Wang Kuang realize that they had misunderstood, but he was really moved by their concern. He quickly explained: "Grandpa Sun, Brother Sun, I am in good health. This is not a medicine for decoction, but for food."

After hearing Wang Kuang's explanation, Manager Sun recovered and stroked his chest: "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death." Then he asked in disbelief: "Dalang, do you really use this medicine for food? Don't hide it from Grandpa Sun. If you are sick, please ask the doctor to see you. You don't have to worry about rash gold."

"It's really something for food. What do I hide from Grandpa Sun? The boy knows in his heart that Grandpa Sun loves me so hard. I will definitely hide it from you if you have any problems."

"That's good, that's good." Manager Sun finally felt relieved, and waved his hand to ask Sun Shuigen, who had been helping to change the kitchen in Wangkuangyuan, to go back when he heard the shopkeeper calling: "It's okay, go ahead and go."

Finally, the crowd was waiting. At this time, diners were already having a drink in front of the hall. Seeing that the old shopkeeper and the guy were so nervous, a child, everyone was curious. Someone asked Sun Er: "I said, "I said, this little boy is your boss's only son? Look at you guys, you're nervous."

After receiving the instructions of the boss, Sun Er naturally would not tell the truth. He only said: "This is our boss's nephew who is far away. He has been loved by his family since he was a child. He is smart. After his parents passed away, the boss took him to put him in front of him. But the pain was so intense that we naturally became nervous, right?"

"That's it, that's it. Your boss has a good heart and is famous far and wide. Your nephew is not even more caring. Xiaolang is so lucky."

She smiled awkwardly, and Wang Kuang didn't answer, so she bowed her hands and went to the kitchen with a few bags of medicine.
Chapter completed!