With the return of wheat, acquaintances in the village all sent some food to the village.
When Huang heard that he had returned, she immediately grabbed a bag of brown sugar, fifty eggs, and five catties of rice and went out.
Of course, all of these things were prepared by Zhao Qingyan.
Not for any other reason, but because I feel so sorry for that girl.
At this moment, Zhao Qingyan could better understand that the disasters brought about by one's family of origin can sometimes be devastating.
She even prayed in her heart that Xiaomai's baby would be a boy.
It didn't fall off after all that trouble, it's really tough, so strong.
They can better understand the hardships faced by girls in this era.
Huang delivered the things, chatted with La Zihua for a while, and then returned home, as there were still many things at home that the old woman needed to direct.
The nursery was ready, and the Qingluan brothers also bought the water tanks.
The water tank is full, so we have to soak the soybeans. Then, my aunt and second aunt will learn how to make spicy hot pot.
"Hmm, this is really delicious. I never thought my cooking skills could be this good."
If you ask me, the bad food I cooked before wasn't my fault at all; it was all because I didn't have these good ingredients.
While eating, Tian Xiaolan praised herself, while simultaneously shifting the blame to the fact that the fee was not for cooking skills.
"You wicked woman, if you're not good at cooking, just say so. You put in so many good ingredients, even a shoe sole would taste good if you mixed it in."
"She really knows how to flatter herself." Mrs. Huang said with a laugh.
"My aunt's cooking is also quite good. I would say that our family members all have a talent for cooking. It's just that we've never had the chance to show it off."
Zhao Qingfeng said.
Zhao Qingyan gave her third cousin a thumbs up, "Third cousin knows how to talk, that makes sense."
That evening, the family gathered together for another family meeting.
"When you were in the mountains, I took my daughter to town and bought a house."
I plan to use the front and east wing of that house as our family's food stall.
There is a well inside, so water is readily available.
People used to say that men should be in charge, but we need to change that in our family. From now on, all the men must study, regardless of their age, and they must all pass the imperial examinations for this old woman.
I don't expect you to pass the imperial examinations to become scholars or even the highest degree; just help this old woman pass the preliminary examinations to become a scholar.
Look at your sullen faces! What, having the opportunity to study is such a stroke of luck, why aren't you willing to do it?
Huang was used to giving orders, and although he had hinted at these ideas before, he had never said them so formally.
The younger children didn't seem to have any particular feelings about it.
They even showed an expectant expression, but those who were married or had become grandfathers had much more pleasant expressions.
Huang gave them no chance to struggle at all.
"Alright, I'm still alive and well, you don't need to look at me like that."
From now on, the women of our family will earn money to support the family, while you men will be responsible for passing the imperial examinations and upholding the family's reputation.
If you don't help your mother pass the imperial examinations, I'll break your legs.
However, you don't need to go to the private school for the time being. During this period before the New Year, spend two hours every night studying with your father, and spend the rest of the time helping your mother with chores.
Eldest son, tomorrow morning, take your sweetheart to town to find a bricklayer. As for how to modify the storefront, just listen to your sweetheart.
The women stayed home to practice their cooking skills, while the men went to the fields to plow the land, prepare the furrows, and get ready to transplant the seedlings from the nursery once they had grown enough.
Also, in mid-September, we'll go to the valley again, cut the sweet potato vines, and plant them in our fields.
It should be able to grow some sweet potatoes there.
Even if sweet potatoes don't grow, the vines are still edible; they're good for people to eat and for feeding pigs..."
Huang worked swiftly and decisively, but he didn't remember anything else. He just focused on the work. Before going to the private school, the men worked in the fields during the day and studied at night.
Before the shop opened, all the women stayed home and learned to cook.
The women of the Zhao family were eager to become financially independent, and their mother (grandmother) said that they would receive a monthly allowance from now on.
The head chef in the kitchen earns 500 coins per month, those working in the front of the kitchen earn 300 coins per month, and the accountant who is in charge of collecting money earns 400 coins per month.
The kitchen helpers earn 200 coins a month, and this money can be kept as their own savings.
Married women naturally use it as personal money, whether for their own small family or as a presentable gift when visiting their parents' home during holidays.
Zhao Qingyi, who was about to be married, thought that she must learn a skill well so that she could save the money for her dowry.
Thirteen-year-old Zhao Qinglin and ten-year-old Zhao Qinghe figured that at most they could only light a fire or wash dishes in the kitchen.
The money earned can be used to buy hair accessories, fabric, and delicious food.
The women of the Zhao family were full of energy. They all wanted to work as cooks in the kitchen. The cooks earned a high monthly salary!
Huang didn't say anything, but just watched them compete with each other and worked hard to improve her cooking skills.
As the women's cooking skills improved, the men in the family also benefited. Their faces all became fuller.
The menu for the Zhao family's food stall is basically finalized; they will only serve breakfast and lunch.
Breakfast includes steamed buns, noodles, dumplings, soy milk, and tofu pudding.
Lunch is only served as mala tang (a type of spicy hot pot). They offer spicy, sweet and sour, and salty options.
In terms of price, it could only be calculated by the portion, and it couldn't be weighed by the kilogram like in later times, since playing with a weighing plate wasn't so fun.
Because making mala tang requires a lot of vegetables, the whole family takes meticulous care of the nursery every day.
The shop renovation took a considerable amount of time, and Zhao Qingyan designed it with reference to fast food restaurants from later generations.
One advantage is that it facilitates dine-in, and the other is that it avoids excessive contact with customers.
We also plan to set a rule that guests must put their cutlery back in the designated place after they have finished breakfast.
When Zhao Qingyan expressed her opinion, the group disagreed.
"How could that be? They're here to spend money, how could they possibly be doing the work of a waiter?"
One objection was raised by Zhao Minggeng, who always followed his daughter's lead.
Zhao Qingyan smiled faintly, "Rules are all made by people."
Our family eats fast food. For breakfast, we order custom-made wooden plates, and for spicy hot pot, we order special large bowls.
Once guests get used to our dining rules, they will form a habit.
Besides, it's mostly the women in our family who work in the shop. If they were busy tidying up in the lobby, there would inevitably be some bumps and scrapes, which wouldn't look good.
"Dad, don't worry, our food is delicious. Business will definitely be good."
Zhao Yonggeng has a wide circle of friends, and when he has nothing to do, he often hears gossip, both good and bad.
"Qingyan, the food we eat is something that no other family has. Will someone try to steal our business or force us to buy our recipes in the future?"
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