Jian Yang died from overwork at 996 and transmigrated into the Empress.
She was so excited that tears streamed down her face. Finally, she could be a full-time housewife!
Awesome!
Jian Yang couldn't explain her own feelings; she just suddenly wanted to cook him something delicious to make up for the lack he experienced in his childhood.
The emperor looked at her with tender eyes and smiled, "I'd like to drink your wild mushroom and chicken soup again."
However, his eyes clearly carried a hint of smug satisfaction.
“No problem.” Jian Yang nodded without hesitation.
The last time she made chicken soup for the emperor was when she was in the palace, before she fled.
Counting the days, almost a year has passed.
After dinner, taking advantage of the darkness, Jian Yang went to the backyard of the clinic and moved all her luggage over.
Now that she has a different identity, she can no longer live in her original place.
Fortunately, the restaurant had its own courtyard and side rooms, so she and the emperor did not need to rent any other rooms.
With her current financial resources, buying a large house in this small town would be a piece of cake, but she has never considered buying property.
In fact, Jian Yang had also thought about this problem, and she later concluded that the reason was that she did not feel a sense of belonging to this place.
Not just Hundred Flowers Town, but all the land in this country could not give her a sense of belonging.
As a lonely soul from another world, she could not find peace of mind in this world.
Perhaps she was destined to wander for the rest of her life.
However, she was quite open-minded, thinking that at worst she could just treat it as a vacation.
Perhaps she can play in this world for the rest of her life, and when she gets old, she can travel back in time.
The next day, on her way to make purchases, Jian Yang visited the Yang family again and asked Yang Shichang to settle the rent for the clinic and the wages of the two employees.
Yang Shichang readily agreed.
"Huh?" Jian Yang looked at him strangely. "The weather isn't hot today, why are you blushing, Manager Yang?"
Yang Shichang said awkwardly, "Ah, well, I might be a little feverish."
Jian Yang nodded and said, "It's easy. I'll write a prescription for Manager Yang to reduce internal heat, and I guarantee it will cure you."
Yang Shichang: "...Thank you."
"Then I'm leaving." Jian Yang handed him the written prescription and turned to walk out the door.
Yang Shichang quickly said, "Miss Jian, if you need my help, please come to me anytime!"
Jian Yang waved her hand, indicating that she understood.
Yang Shichang followed her retreating figure, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
After leaving the Yang residence, Jian Yang went straight to the market and bought a total of fifteen catties of various vegetables, ten catties of pork belly, five catties of eggs, and some seasonings.
Originally, the town was small, and people bought groceries as needed, with merchants never offering home delivery services.
However, whether it was because Jian Yang was too beautiful, or because the merchants saw that she bought a lot, they all promised to deliver the goods to her door.
Jian Yang was naturally happy to have some free time and returned to the restaurant empty-handed.
The emperor was not in the restaurant at that time.
Jian Yang sent him to buy a plaque from Xu the carpenter at the east end of town.
Because of Xu the carpenter's bad temper and foul language, many people were afraid to buy things from his shop.
But he was skilled, used good wood, and was the only carpenter in town, so everyone had no choice but to buy things from him.
When the emperor arrived at Xu the carpenter's shop, he was sitting in the center of the room carving patterns on a wooden door.
Knowing that a guest had arrived, Carpenter Xu didn't even bother to look up, only asking impatiently, "What do you want?"
The emperor said unhurriedly, "We need to commission a plaque."
Carpenter Xu said, "I have a lot of work to do. Tell me what you need to customize, and come back in two months to pick it up."
The emperor said, "My wife wants to open the business as soon as possible. Could you please ask the craftsmen to speed up the work?"
Jian Yang is a decisive and efficient person.
She said that since the restaurant already had all the pots and pans, she was too lazy to do any more renovations. She decided to have a trial opening today and officially open for business tomorrow.
Since it's officially open for business, it naturally needs a signboard.
Carpenter Xu slammed his carving knife on the table with a "bang," and said irritably, "I told you I have a lot of work to do. Can't you understand human language...?"
His voice grew softer and softer as he spoke.
He was simply struck by the fact that the ordinary-looking man in front of him had a pair of extremely deep eyes. Being stared at by such eyes inexplicably inspired awe in him.
"It doesn't need to be too complicated, just a regular cypress wood plaque with words carved on it will suffice. As long as the craftsman works quickly, I'll double your wages."
The emperor's voice was gentle and refined, but to Xu the carpenter, it always carried an undeniable and powerful force.
For the first time ever, he didn't dare to argue back, and even felt his legs go weak, as if he wanted to kneel down.
"Then, come pick it up tomorrow morning," Carpenter Xu said hesitantly. "What words do you want engraved?"
The emperor smiled and said, "It benefits the people's food stalls."
This is the result they agreed upon last night.
Carpenter Xu nodded: "Okay, I'll remember that. The deposit is three qian of silver."
The emperor took out a tael of silver and placed it on his counter.
"Thank you for your help over there, sir."
The stonemason opposite Xu the carpenter witnessed all of this and was utterly dumbfounded.
He and Xu the carpenter had been neighbors for decades, and this was the first time he had ever seen him so easy to talk to.
When the emperor returned to the restaurant, Jian Yang was washing vegetables in the backyard.
He naturally rolled up his sleeves and joined in the work.
Jian Yang opened her mouth, but ultimately decided to let him do it.
Since he wanted to help with the work, she didn't discourage him, since it would help relieve some of her stress anyway.
"Are these few dishes enough?" The emperor counted and found that, excluding meat, there were only seven or eight kinds of vegetables in front of him.
While chopping vegetables, Jian Yang replied, "That's enough. I run a cafeteria-style restaurant; the customers eat whatever I make, they don't have to order."
She had thought it through. If she opened an ordinary restaurant, buying and preparing ingredients every day would take up a lot of time, and she would need to hire at least one chef and two waiters.
However, cooking large batches of food like in a canteen can save a lot of time and reduce costs, making it the best choice for small businesses.
The emperor didn't understand what a canteen was, but since Jian Yang had his own plans, he naturally supported him without hesitation.
Because she got up late in the morning and spent some time preparing the ingredients, Jian Yang simply cooked two dishes for lunch and made do with the emperor before continuing to prepare the ingredients.
Before dinner time arrived, she quickly stir-fried bamboo shoots, chili tofu, braised pork, and twice-cooked pork, all of which looked and smelled delicious.
She made a large bowl of each dish and lined them up on the table at the entrance of the shop.
The aroma immediately filled the entire street.
The townspeople of Baihua Town had never seen such a grand restaurant before, and they all stopped to watch.
Someone, their mouth watering, asked, "Boss lady, how much are your snacks?"
Seeing that there was only a man and a woman in the shop, they assumed it was a husband-and-wife business.
Jian Yang didn't correct their way of addressing it, and said with a smile, "Vegetarian dishes are four coins a serving, meat dishes are six coins a serving, and rice and egg drop soup are provided free of charge. Help yourselves."
The onlookers were dumbfounded.
"Boss lady, are you kidding us? A serving of braised pork costs at least fifty coins at other restaurants, how come you're only charging six coins?"