C189 Mercantile Seller

She hurriedly said: "He is indeed the manager of the Peach Blossom House. I have seen him when I was passing by the Peach Blossom House and the surrounding small and small vendor had also greeted him. It can't be fake."

Mistress Cloud was still worried as she said, "I'll go with you."

Her body also felt warm, and all the gloominess from before was swept away. Seeing that the Steward Zhou was well-dressed and Mian Niang even showed her the money the other party gave her, the suspicion in her heart lessened, but she still did not dare to let Mian Niang follow along alone.

Mian Niang was also not at ease leaving her alone on the street. The donkey cart was still tied up in front of the grocery store, and other than the peas and hens, there was nothing else.

The two of them walked to the front of Steward Zhou together. Before Mian Niang could introduce them, Steward Zhou made a guess based on their previous conversation: "Are you two siblings or husband and wife? Is it a husband and wife? "

The two young female mother s looked at each other, not understanding how they were treated as husband and wife so easily. However, there was no point in explaining, Mian Niang directly said: "Let's go together with you."

She did not admit nor deny it, but in Steward Zhou's eyes, it was tacit approval.

He was not interested in the relationship between husband and wife, but was actually interested in other things. He immediately nodded and led the way, Mian Niang holding onto the pea skin with one hand and the old hen with the other as he followed behind him.

After the two left, Jiang Ting returned. Seeing the empty stall, he was stunned for a moment, and the stall owner saw him looking around, he said to Jiang Ting: "You go find that young couple, and follow Peach Blossom House's Steward Zhou."

Just as he finished speaking, Jiang Ting had already left, leaving the stall owner muttering to himself, "This couple, they really don't know their depth, they know everyone."

The commoners were always a little afraid of saber-wielding men. Good people and bad people were not written on their foreheads, so they could only stay as far away as possible, not offend or befriend.

Mian Niang and Mistress Yun were only classified as too young by the vendor, so they didn't know how dangerous the world was. Of course, that young couple was not to be trifled with.

Steward Zhou was a talkative person, he was curious about the situation in Mian Niang's house and kept asking questions along the way.

Mian Niang was not sure what the other party was thinking, she knew that the other party was possibly plotting something against him, and was extremely careful when speaking to him. When she was asked about how many people were still at home, she said directly: "We still have a mother and brother who are paralyzed in bed, and they still need to take care of us, big brother is a soldier at the border."

Mian Niang was not lying, she only hid some information and chose to tell a portion of the truth.

Hearing that, Mistress Yun could not help but look at the Mask, where Mian Niang was peddling, giving her another lesson.

Steward Zhou said: These days, it's not easy to be a soldier. People always try their best to protect their lives, but come to think of it, if there was no such thing as a soldier in the Southern Wilderness or the Northern Tribes, with so many foreign invaders, the citizens would not be able to live a peaceful life.

Mian Niang couldn't laugh this time. She understood the great principle, but the person fighting to kill on the battlefield was her own kin, she was selfish. If it was possible, she would rather let Ah Gou live in peace and live in her home for the rest of her life.

"How much tofu can you make every day? Are you going to do it all by yourself? Who did he learn to make tofu from? Is it your parents? "

Even Mother Yun felt it was strange that Steward Zhou was asking questions after questions. Why was he so curious about Mian Niang?

Right now, we can make five plates of tofu every day, excluding those ordered by others. The other three plates are what we need to sell every day, the family can sell the tofu well, and there were a few pieces that we could make frozen tofu in the past.

Mian Niang thought of the tofu hyacinth. She had learnt tofu from her, but this person could no longer be considered an elder. She was an enemy.

"So many?" Does your family's tofu really go through water three times? "

"Of course, we get up early. Every day, we wake up when the chickens crowed for the first time. The five plates of tofu are pretty rich." Mian Niang revealed a bashful smile. Previously, when she said that her home's tofu was good, she didn't feel anything.

Fortunately, Steward Zhou only nodded his head and did not say anything else.

Peach Blossom House was a famous restaurant in Tongzhou County. The big red light tower hung high up in the sky, and the signboard had the words "Peach Blossom House" written on it. It was said that the owner of the restaurant dragged their relationship to find the most knowledgeable person in Tongzhou County and helped write it.

Before he even entered the door, he could already smell the fragrance of the dishes.

At the door, a waiter with a white handkerchief over his shoulder greeted the guests with a smile.

The ones coming and going were all rich people wearing silk clothing, causing Mistress Yun to be completely stunned. Mian Niang was still alright, she had walked past these doors before, and a few glances was enough to increase her knowledge.

Steward Zhou occasionally turned his head and saw his young wife looking curiously at him. The young man was still as calm and steady as before, and he couldn't help but secretly praise him in his heart.

It was not the kind of impetuous, frivolous, and impetuous type. The phrase "tofu has gone through water three times" did not seem to be an exaggeration.

He led the two of them through the back door.

Mian Niang pulled at Mistress Yun and Mistress Yun immediately knew that she had shown fear. She immediately withdrew her gaze and followed Mian Niang in.

The backyard of the Peach Blossom House was huge. There were people killing chickens, slaughtering sheep, cleaning fish, and all sorts of wild food that the hunters brought over were all neatly frozen on a wooden shelf.

Seeing Steward Zhou come in, everyone greeted him, and then their gazes landed on Mian Niang and Mistress Yun. Seeing that it was a young couple, they were not too curious, and quickly moved on to their own business.

Mian Niang looked at the tofu skin and the old hen in his hands, and felt that the two things in his hands could not be compared at all in this place.

His heart was filled with the same doubts as Mistress Cloud. It was just tofu, was it worth the trouble of a steward like her?

The Steward Zhou realized that the two of them had not followed him, turned to look, and asked: "Why are you not leaving, why are you standing here? What's so good about it? "

He ordered Mian Niang to put down the chicken, and just as he was about to enter the kitchen, she almost bumped into someone.

"What are you doing in such a hurry? Master Zhang? "

Master Zhang looked up and saw it was him, as if he had found his savior. He grabbed his clothes immediately and said: "Heh, Steward Zhou, you're finally back?"

"Yes."

"Then what did you say about the pickles?"

"I didn't say anything."

"You didn't say anything. Didn't you say you were coming back?"

"There's no rush. We'll talk about it later. I know what I'm doing."

Mian Niang watched on quietly, the Steward Zhou seemed to have some prestige here. After he said this, the other party did not pursue the matter any further, and only muttered: "I don't know what happened recently, the matter of sending tofu over, even the people who sell soy sauce vegetables are full of problems. We all suspect that they have discussed it beforehand, and want to embarrass us together."

Mian Niang raised her eyebrows.

Mistress Cloud seemed to have understood something as well.

Steward Zhou turned his head to look at Mian Niang, laughed, and then turned to and said: "It's true that the tofu serving is getting worse and worse, and it's not like this anymore. Didn't the customers of the restaurant say earlier that it's going to take a lot of effort for you to cook?

What do I do then? There are so many places that use tofu, and now there are two tables that have just ordered, I've tried the newly delivered tofu, that's all, it's better to just eat it at the same place, it's a waste of my culinary skills on the stove, Old Lady Lin's pickled dishes are all determined by the customers, if they are really thrown out just like that, the head storekeeper will not be able to answer for it.

"I'll head over to Old Lady Lin's side later. As for the tofu, you should have a taste of her bean skin first."

Steward Zhou took the pea from Mian Niang's hand and handed it over to him as he spoke.

Only now did the other party notice the two people behind Steward Zhou. Seeing that the two of them were so young, and dressed like they came from the countryside, he couldn't help but suspect the truthfulness of Steward Zhou's words.

"Don't look at me like that. To be honest, I don't know if the tofu she's making is good or not. This bean skin looks really good, so let me show you the person."

The Master Zhang was skeptical as he carried the tofu skin into the house.

When Mistress Yun wanted to step forward, she was pulled back by Mian Niang. How could anyone casually enter the kitchen of a large restaurant?

Steward Zhou secretly praised the two as he saw their actions.

He turned around and walked into the kitchen. Master Zhang poured water on his skin and soaked it, tore off a piece and tasted it, then gave him a piece.

From the moment he entered his mouth, he saw Master Zhang's eyes light up.

It's pure tofu, it's both fragrant and rich, and its taste is also not bad. Steward Zhou, this time you got lucky, tell me, where did you find this couple?

"Don't ask this first. Tell me, based on this bean skin, can you taste the taste of tofu?"

"I told you to say this. If the taste of tofu isn't good, then how good can the taste of the tofu be? Look at the color of the tofu. It looks so clean."

"Then that's enough. Do you think this tofu can be used?"

"Of course I can. With this kind of tofu, why would I need to waste time on seasoning to suppress the messy taste? Hurry up and get someone to send tofu over, then we won't have to worry about you anymore. "

"That won't do." Steward Zhou laughed: "I have yet to negotiate with others, whether or not this business can be completed is unknown."

When the Master Zhang heard this, he hurriedly urged them to leave. "Then what are you waiting for? Why aren't you discussing it with someone else?"

Steward Zhou was pushed out like that, he stood on the stairs and looked at Mian Niang, then asked: "You said that your tofu is delicious, can you show us tomorrow's tofu that you made?"