Chapter 145 The plaque becomes a living signboard
Zhang Xiuer returned from the Yun family, feeling extremely angry.
As soon as she entered the house, Li Fugui poked his head out from the kang and looked outside at her: "Xiu'er, you're back. What did they eat today? How much did you bring back?"
"What are you taking? You didn't bring anything back!" Zhang Xiu'er angrily threw the empty basket onto the kang. "Do you think it's so easy to get a free meal? That jerk Wu Ergou is here, and he's actually speaking up for Old Lady Zhao!"
"They kicked me out in just a few words. I'm too embarrassed to go back!"
"Hey, don't be angry. They just don't know what's good for them. I guess they still remember the grudge from the last time we divided the pork."
Li Fugui quickly coaxed: "It's been a while since we've tasted meat, so we wanted to give you a taste. Forget it, let's think of another way."
"What can I do?" Zhang Xiuer rolled her eyes. "I can't do something as shameless as Zhou Cuihua, stealing and robbing people openly."
"No need, my brother is working there..." Li Fugui looked mysterious, pulled Zhang Xiuer over, and the two of them huddled together to talk in private.
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Since Yun Chenglu became a disciple, he and Bao Ya have been going to Huya Mountain more frequently.
Although Baoya was still not serious about learning martial arts, which gave Nanxuan a headache, Yun Chenglu was serious about it, which made him feel a little better.
Seven or eight days passed in a blink of an eye. That afternoon, He Chunxiu and Yun Sanlang returned from the town, with a hint of worry on their faces.
After Yun Sanlang tied up the ox, Zhao Zhilan hurried over to ask, "What's going on? Aren't there many customers today?"
He Chunxiu shook her head, and Yun Sanlang said, "Mom, Xu Huiqin is coming out today."
When Zhao Zhilan heard this, her heart skipped a beat. After that day, the shops in the town had been peaceful and she had almost forgotten about it.
Now that Xu Huiqin has come out, although she will not openly cause trouble for her shop in the short term, Zhao Zhilan still feels uneasy.
After dinner that night, the family went to bed early.
The walls of the house have been built, and all that’s left is the second floor and the roof beams. I’m so busy every day that I can’t keep up.
The next day, at daybreak, the Yun family got up early and started working.
Xiao Douzi drove the cart over to pick up the goods. Seeing that none of them were in high spirits, he finished moving the last bucket of tofu and said to Zhao Zhilan, "Don't worry about the Xu family. Our boss said that as long as he's in Ping'an Town, the Xu family won't be able to cause any trouble."
Zhu Qi's words reassured Zhao Zhilan and the others. No matter whether Zhu Qi would really take care of anything that happened to the Yun family shop in the future, Zhao Zhilan, He Chunxiu, Yun Sanlang and the others immediately put their minds at ease after hearing these words.
He Chunxiu and Yun Sanlang loaded buckets of boiling hot soy juice, soy milk, and tofu pudding into the car, and Baoya ran out of the east wing.
"Dad, Mom, I want to go too."
"Aren't you going to learn how to make dim sum this afternoon?" He Chunxiu asked.
She always thought that Baoya's master was there to teach her how to make pastries and snacks.
Except for Yun Chenglu, no one in the family knew that Baoya had actually gone to the mountains to learn martial arts.
Of course, if you knew, you might really consider it.
After all, Zhao Zhilan and He Chunxiu all think that girls should be quiet and gentle, and that fighting and killing are not good.
"I've been there for several days in a row. If we come back from town late today, I won't go." Baoya said.
She knew that her parents were still a little worried about the shop, so she wanted to go with them to take a look, even if she could only help He Chunxiu greet customers or lend a hand.
"Okay." He Chunxiu responded and reached out to touch Baoya's head.
After the whole family loaded the cart, He Chunxiu got on the ox cart first, then reached out and picked up Baoya.
Just as they were about to leave, Yunyue came running over, pulling Yunhua.
"Uncle San and Aunt San, we want to go too!" Yun Yue said in a clear voice.
"Okay, then you two can go with Baoya." He Chunxiu said.
Yunyue nodded happily and pulled Yunhua onto the ox cart.
When I rushed to the shop on Nanjiao Street, I saw a long queue in front of the door.
Baoya looked at the narrow alley packed with guests coming for breakfast, and her mouth opened in surprise.
"Mom, when did our shop have so many customers?"
Moreover, even if all the residents who regularly come to Nanjiao Street for breakfast are added together, there would not be as many as there are now.
Nearby, Yun Sanlang was carrying a large wooden barrel filled with tofu pudding and soy milk while saying, "Many of them don't live around here, they just came here because of our reputation."
Baoya was very surprised: "Is our shop so famous?"
"It's still the plaque that Lord Fang has," He Chunxiu said with a smile, "our shop is now the only one in Ping'an Town that Lord Fang can write an inscription on."
"There's not even incense for guests to come and attract guests?" Yun Yue opened her eyes wide.
"In fact, it is said that Lord Fang has a strange taste and particularly likes our soy milk with fried dough sticks." He Chunxiu said.
Baoya understood what she said. After all, other shops don't have this kind of combination, and her soy milk tastes better than others. It's unique.
"Then we won't be afraid of that bad aunt even more." Baoya narrowed her eyes and smiled. If even Prefect Fang liked her family's breakfast, Xu Huiqin would definitely not dare to do anything wrong.
"Yeah, let's stop chatting and open the door quickly. Can't you see that people are waiting impatiently?" He Chunxiu urged Yun Sanlang.
"Hey." Yun Sanlang responded and went to unlock the door.
The place was quickly cleaned up and customers who had been queuing outside came in one after another to order their food.
Because the shop was small, many people took the food away directly, and those who planned to take the food away also consciously brought bowls or helmets from home to hold the food.
Baoya, Yunhua and Yunyue, the three children, ran around to help.
It was noon in a blink of an eye, but the number of customers coming to the door did not decrease.
The large buckets of soy milk, soy juice and tofu pudding they brought were soon empty. He Chunxiu also mixed the dough for making fried dough sticks and fried cakes, but it was soon used up as well.
The ingredients for making sweet tofu pudding have long been insufficient, but the customers don’t care. As long as it can be poured with sugar syrup, it’s fine. Without taro balls and sugar beans, some chopped peanuts will do.
Yunyue stood at the door, watching the guests rush in with great enthusiasm, buy food and leave with smiles on their faces, her eyes wide open in surprise.
He shook Baoya's shoulders and said, "Baoya, why do I feel like they haven't eaten anything?"
Baoya raised her little hand to cover her forehead. "They probably just wanted to try the breakfast at the shop that was praised by Magistrate Fang in his inscription. What's the difference between it and other places?"
“Then after tasting it, they thought it was good, so they brought more people in.”
"The plaque of Magistrate Fang has become a living signboard of our family." Yun Yue blinked.
"That's about right." Baoya said.
At this moment, Yunhua suddenly raised her hand and pointed somewhere at a nearby street corner: "Baoya, Yueya, that old lady has been standing there for a long time. Is she coming to our shop for breakfast?"
Baoya looked in the direction of her finger and saw an old man with gray hair and a hunched body leaning against the corner of the wall, looking over here.
Her eyes suddenly lit up. Isn't this the old lady who taught her how to make sweet tofu pudding?
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