Chapter 102 Boss Wu is dead
Wen Zhenyi made a bowl of braised beef noodles for each of them. He boiled the beef bones for most of the day, and the braised beef was soft and tasty, and the noodles were chewy, topped with chopped green onions and coriander.
The smell made the Wen family, who didn't eat well last night, feel their saliva secreted crazily in their mouths instantly.
"Wow! That looks delicious."
“Smells so good!”
Wen Zhenyi put the noodles on the table with a smile: "Hurry up and wash up and come to eat. We have to open the store after eating."
Today, Ma Yinghe did not set up the stall at the door, but asked diners to come into the store and sit down to eat.
The customer sat down in the restaurant and said, "Madam Boss, we finally don't have to stand to eat today."
"Sorry, sorry, we are already making the tables and chairs. They will be ready in a few days, and then you can come to the store to eat."
"Okay, okay, what's breakfast today?"
"Braised beef noodles have two specifications, one with beef sauce and the other with beef cubes. The prices are also different. The beef sauce one is cheaper, and the beef cube one is slightly more expensive. It depends on everyone's needs."
Diners choose the appropriate noodles according to their financial ability.
Wen Zhenyi finally chose ramen, as it would be prepared faster.
Zhu Tao watched carefully from the side, and imitated for a while from time to time, but she found that her eyes could do it, but her hands couldn't.
Wen Zhenyi gave her a piece of dough and let her practice on it.
Mrs. Wen is in charge of cooking the noodles. She pours beef bone soup into a bowl. After the noodles are cooked, she puts them into the bowl, adds beef sauce or braised beef, and sprinkles with chopped green onions and coriander.
Old Man Wen and Wen Chengwen were responsible for serving the noodles to the hall, Wen Yongnan was responsible for collecting the dishes, and Wen Yongman was responsible for watching the heat.
No one in the family is idle. Occasionally, when the seasonings are out of stock, Zhu Tao has to take the time to cut some.
Mr. Shen and his grandson had already arrived at the store before Wen Chengwen came to deliver breakfast.
Ma Yinghe looked at the two people with some surprise: "Why are you here?"
"I don't have classes this morning, and I just happened to have something to tell you, so I just came over."
"Brother Shen, you and Han Xing go to the backyard first. I'll bring the noodles over and be right back." Old Man Wen walked towards the hall carrying the noodles.
Wen Zhen looked up and saw the two people entering the backyard: “Grandma, Grandpa Shen and the others are here.”
Old Lady Wen looked up at the backyard and said, "Hey! They came quite early this morning."
As soon as Wen Zhen finished making the noodles in his hand, he came to the stove, cooked a bowl of noodles for the grandfather and grandson, and brought it to them in the backyard: “Grandpa Shen, Brother Shen, you guys eat something first.”
"Do you need help?" Chen Hanxing looked at everyone in the store who was very busy.
"We won't be using it right now. Eat the noodles first. If they get clumpy later, they won't taste good."
"Okay." Shen Hanxing handed a pair of chopsticks to Shen Xiucai.
Shen Xiucai and his friends were not in a hurry. After they finished their noodles, they ran to help clear the dishes and make room for other guests.
Old Man Wen asked them to rest, but they didn't want to, so he had no choice but to let them go.
By the time the noodles and braised beef were sold out, they were all exhausted.
Shen Hanxing sat on the stool and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
Wen Zhenyi brought him a bowl of boiled water: "Are you tired?"
Shen Hanxing took it and thanked him: "If you say tired, it's not as tired as you. We just help occasionally."
"If you come to help every day, maybe you'll have more meals in the future."
"If you don't mind my clumsiness, I'll come and help you when I'm free. You can't blame me if I break your dishes."
"I don't blame you, I just cook you terrible food and you have to finish it."
Chen Hanxing's expression became a little unnatural. Thinking about the unpalatable food, he might not be able to finish it.
When Wen Zhen saw that he took it seriously, he burst out laughing: "I was just teasing you."
Shen Hanxing glanced at her helplessly: “Is it so busy every day?”
"When it's not raining, it should be this busy. If it rains, business might not be so good."
"Why don't you just stick to selling one thing? Wouldn't that make it less tiring?"
Wen Zhenyi sat on the stool next to him: "If I only sell noodles, then many noodle stalls will lose their business. If I only sell steamed buns, the same thing will happen."
"You're doing this so that everyone can survive."
"Not really. It's just that if I eat the same thing every day and make the same thing, I might get bored after a while. It would be hard to make something delicious."
"You're right."
Old Man Wen looked at Scholar Shen who was fanning himself with his sleeves and said, "Brother Shen, what's the matter today?"
Shen Xiucai put down the bowl, his face a little serious and said: "When we came here today, we heard a piece of news."
"What news?"
"Boss Wu died at home last night."
When Old Man Wen heard this, he was shocked: "How did he die?"
"I don't know. I saw Mayor Meng, along with the bailiffs and the coroner, go to Boss Wu's residence."
Wen Chengwen frowned: "How could he die out of nowhere?"
"People like this have done too many bad things and now they are getting their retribution." Ma Yinghe was so angry when she talked about him.
Shen Xiucai: "I don't know the specific situation. I have to wait for notification from the government."
Wen Zhenyi listened calmly, without any surprise or excitement on his face.
Shen Hanxing looked at her expression: “Aren’t you surprised?”
"What's so surprising? A man like him should have many enemies, and there will naturally be many people who want to kill him."
"What you said doesn't seem to make sense."
"Let's wait until the government makes a final decision." Then he looked at Shen Hanxing and said, "I'm going to buy some ingredients. Are you interested in joining me?"
"Great! Like you said, if you exercise more, maybe you'll eat more."
"Sister, I'm going too." Wen Yongman spoke up immediately when he saw that she was going out to buy groceries.
Old Mrs. Wen simply asked the children to go together so that they could have company.
The market was quite busy today. The beef seller, upon seeing her, immediately said, "Miss Wen, your beef noodles are really delicious."
Wen Zhenyi looked at him with a smile: "Boss, are you going to eat beef noodles today?"
"I asked my wife to buy me one bowl. If I had known earlier, I would have asked her to buy me two bowls. One bowl is not enough."
"As long as you like it."
"Are you still buying beef today?"
"I'll look around first. If I don't find something suitable, I'll come back to your stall to buy some."
"Okay, if you want it later, I'll give you a discount."
Wen Zhenyi smiled and thanked him, then started to visit the vegetable market. In addition to selling vegetables grown by the people themselves, the market also sold some wild vegetables from the mountains.
She saw someone selling chrysanthemum leaves in large quantities, and she had an idea for tomorrow's breakfast.
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