Ji Shu smiled and looked around the kitchen. "Shunyue borrowed a little from the back alley. This kitchen is not occupied and it is a half-kitchen. Guests can still see and eat at ease."
Because the overall shop is not large, Wang Shunyue placed the kitchen near the back door, which is so safe, and he can also put some furniture in the back door alley.
There are no residents in the back streets and alleys of Chuhua Street, so they will not disturb the people.
"Miss Wang is really fierce. I thought it was only 40 square meters. What should I do in the kitchen? I didn’t expect her to make a second floor for me, but there were ten tables on the second floor. "
Liu Caijuan said that her eyes turned red.
"Mom actually loved cooking since she was a child, and she loved watching others eat me. When I was a child, I thought about cooking when I grew up, but if the chef didn’t want a woman, I became an old Ji family chef, and I cooked all the meals."
Jishu listened to the in the mind also a little sour a little excited.
"Now that the store is opened, mom is still in the kitchen, but she can make money and be the boss. Mom is happy."
Liu Caijuan wiped the corner of her eye with her specialty.
"You see, my horse has opened. Why do I say this? Mom will prepare noodles."
"hmm"
Due to the tight budget and the small size of the restaurant, Liu Caijuan is going to the nearby food market to purchase the ingredients of the day.
Nowadays, almost all small restaurants are like this. Every day, the dishes are fresh, and there are few overnight dishes.
"I made noodles for the signboard masters at noon. I thought you might come late and leave some materials, so we did it all?"
Liu Caijuan took out a big bowl, poured the flour into it, and then added clean water to rub it constantly.
Soon a group of healthy milky yellow dough rolled and jumped in Liu Caijuan’s hand.
"This flour is of good quality."
As she commented, she patted the dough and lifted it up again, then slammed it on the chopping board. Repeating this several times can make the dough stronger.
The chopping board is an old elm stake collected from the countryside by Cai Zhutuo, the chef of the food market. Ji Shu is afraid of being over 30 years old when he looks closely at the rings.
The color of elm chopping block is dark yellow, and the texture is tight. I’m afraid it won’t be a problem for ten years.
"Not cheap, right?"
Because Ji Shu is too busy, all these things about purchasing the kitchen belong to Liu Caijuan.
"You don’t say that Master Cai gave you a penny, saying that if it weren’t for you, she wouldn’t see it for a generation."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The mother and daughter both laughed and Ji Shu said, "But she was mosaic!"
"That’s what I said. Master Cai didn’t listen to her. Just find a reason. I still want to thank you for helping Chuhua Street. I have heard Shu Shu in the street these days. You were afraid that I was worried. You didn’t say much about it. It turned out to be so dangerous."
As she spoke, Liu Caijuan rolled out the chopped dough with a new rolling pin. Her left hand held a corner of the cake, and her right hand kept pushing it outward, and her left hand also turned the cake with her.
In this way, the left and right hands opened their bows, and the bread became bigger and bigger in the blink of an eye, and finally became a thin big dough.
"Mom’s fine. I’ll take care of it if I’m sure."
Ji Shu finished staring at Cai-Juan Liu’s hand and looked into the mystery.
"Mom, it’s a pity that you don’t open a shop in this craft. When I was a child, I thought that my family’s food was the best. It’s not as good as eating noodles and asking for a kitchen. Later, when I was studying, Erbo once picked me up from school and invited me to a state-run restaurant for dinner. We ordered some dishes and we had to grab them. I said at that time that it was not as good as my mother’s."
Ji Shu covered her mouth and smiled. "I was so angry that I changed my mind and said it was delicious."
Liu Caijuan smiled with light in her eyes.
She took a freshly-edged kitchen knife and knocked it into strips of noodles as wide as thumb covers.
"You like to eat coarse noodles and make them coarse for you."
Then she sprinkled some flour to shake off the strips of coarse flour and put them in the boiling cauldron.
"This pot? Who also sent it? " Ji Shu joked.
"It’s been a long time since I went to buy it." Liu Caijuan said that the big spoon stirred the water.
"Mom, I think it depends on the opening day. If you are busy, leave early. I have a hunch that we will be very popular."
"Oh, let’s eat noodles first. We’ll talk about it then."
Cai-Juan Liu said so, but she couldn’t hide her smile.
Soon the steaming noodles came out of the pot.
"Sam Hsien Sao cooks Shu Shu at noon. Do you want mixed noodles or noodle soup?"
Ji Shu stared at the scattered rain outside and felt a chill from head to toe. "Rain makes noodles in soup warm."
Liu Caijuan picked up the long chopsticks of noodles and put them into the noodle bowl. She also scooped up a spoonful of clear soup with a spoon.
She poured a big bowl of SAO into the noodle bowl and handed it to Jishu. "SAO is not hot, just cool the noodles and don’t burn them."
JiShu took it and took a deep breath "so sweet! Mom, this must be added to the menu! "
You have something to say.
The more you write, the hungrier you get. What’s the matter? Want to eat noodles!
Chapter 117 Chapter 117
The next day, it was just dawn, and there was still a little rain during the day. The spring in Wucheng was still wet and boring, and there might be a rainstorm at any time.
Ji Shu appeared at the gate of the library at 6: 30 on time as usual.
This is an old building. A few years ago, it was slightly renovated with a high external wall of one or three stories. Parthenocissus tricuspidata put a green coat on the library, and when it got closer, it could smell the faint astringency of grass.
Jishu walked to the door of the library, already aware of the strange today.
Usually, there will be hard-working students lining up at the entrance of the library, and when they open the door, they can seize a good position for self-study. Today, there are several times more people than usual.
Jiang Ping also appeared on Banlu. Today, she is wearing an army green mohair sweater.
A sarcastic smile appeared on her face. "It seems that these students are all soda. This is the golden house in China."
Said her three steps and do two steps, go to JiShu side.
"Xiaoji, this is all your coupons? Why don’t I believe it when I say it’s a new catalogue? "