"Hmph, there's something I want to tell you," Mrs.
Lin said.
She told Mu Dazhong about the last time Mu Dade used a fake gold bracelet to frame herself and Mu Danian.
After Mu Dazhong heard this, he jumped up in anger.
"I just said that my eldest brother would not take us to the county seat so easily.
I didn't expect that he would be so insidious."
"It's just that you don't know that what the elder brother said at that time seemed to be because he refused to take us to the county town because we had done bad things.
Who knows, he set up the game himself, waiting for Lao Wu and me to dance.
You also know that in the entire Old Mu family, only our second room and Lao Wu have the brains.
If we don't go, what can the fourth room and the first room do?
Go, my parents can go."
Lin seized the opportunity and filed a lawsuit against Mu Dade.
Mu Dazhong was also angry after hearing this, but now he had nothing to do with Mu Dade.
And he also counted on Mu Dade to solve his troubles.
"Hey, forget it, forget it, I'll stay in the house for a few days now, don't tell anyone that I'm back, wait until I think of a way," Mu Dazhong said.
After saying that, he sat down on Lin's Kang.
Mu Dazhong escaped from Shan'ao Village, so it goes without saying that he was in a state of embarrassment.
In addition, since he hadn't showered in several days, the smell on his body was naturally strong.
Mrs.
Lin didn't notice when she had a quarrel with him before, but now that she has noticed, naturally she can't stand it.
"You smell so bad, go and wash yourself quickly," Mrs.
Lin said.
Mu Dazhong lifted up his sleeve, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.
It really smelled bad.
"Hurry up and get me some water, and remember not to let others know," Mu Dazhong urged.
Ms.
Lin refused, "I'm not going.
You don't know how stingy your mother is.
If there is less water in the water tank, she will definitely ask questions."
Mu Dazhong was angry, "Then I'll just lie down and sleep like this, and you'll have to endure it too."
Mrs.
Lin reluctantly went out.
Early the next morning, Mu Shuangshuang rented an ox cart at the entrance of the village, took the menu he had written, and rode the ox cart to the town.
Because of her return, the restaurant has regained its former vitality.
However, there are also many people who covet the advantages of the restaurant opposite and eat breakfast, lunch and dinner opposite.
Mu Shuangshuang took a cursory glance at the restaurant opposite.
Not to mention, she didn't know what to look for.
When she took a look, she found that the restaurant opposite had started to build stands.
Before she could ask anything, someone started talking on the roadside.
"Hey, have you heard that the other side copied the idea of Chengfeng Restaurant and hired a storyteller?
It is said that in order to cooperate, special stands were built on the first, fifth, tenth and twentieth days of the lunar month."
"I've heard about it too.
They also give out free tea and snacks.
I don't know if the little shopkeeper of Chengfeng Restaurant dug up the ancestral graves across the street and kept biting them."
"That's right, I have to copy every story book from someone else.
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But I won't go through with it.
The Journey to the West told by the little shopkeeper is really exciting.
If it weren't for the inconvenience, I would not eat or drink, just listen to it all at once."
"The food at Chengfeng Restaurant is much more delicious, but the price is a bit more expensive than the other side.
It would be great if the prices could be reduced like the other side."
"Master, can you please listen to what I have to say?"
Mu Shuangshuang raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said to the person who asked him to lower the price.
The man turned around and blushed when he saw Mu Shuangshuang, who had arrived at some unknown time.
"Can you?"
the man stammered.
"I heard what the young master just said.
In fact, I explained this issue before, but I have changed my mind now.
Regarding the dishes at Cheng Feng Restaurant, we can actually put it another way: whether or not the prices should be reduced; that is, how much do you like Cheng Feng Restaurant?
If you like something, even if it costs some money, you probably think it's worth it.
But if you don't like it, even if it's for free, I think you should think about it and accept it.
We at Cheng Feng Restaurant respect every guest and hope that everyone will pay more attention to our dishes.”
Mu Shuangshuang heard people say more than once that she should lower prices to attract customers.
She doesn't think it's necessary at all Xia Guagua doesn’t know anything about business, she only knows how to attract people at low prices.
Doesn’t she also understand?
Once a precedent is set, things get complicated.
"Miss Shuangshuang said that I was being rude.
We will definitely go to Chengfeng Restaurant to support you more."
"Thank you then.
By the way, our restaurant has recently researched a lot of new dishes.
If you are interested, you can try them."
After Mu Shuangshuang finished speaking, he entered his restaurant.
She greeted the waiters who were busy in the restaurant and went straight to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, there was one less person because the cook Mu Mu left.
But Huang Er seemed to have become a different person since Mu Mu left.
He built a room by himself and cooked the signature dishes of Feng Restaurant.
Except for himself and Mu Shuangshuang, not even his eldest brother Huang Da was allowed in.
Mu Shuangshuang knew that he was still remembering Mu Mu's secret skills from him, so he warned himself to be more cautious.
But this is not a bad thing.
Since it is a secret recipe, of course the fewer people know about it, the better.
Entering the back kitchen, Chef Wei Dacong was cooking.
Mu Shuangshuang took one look and knew that he was preparing to make spicy chicken.
At this time, it's not meal time yet, and no one is waiting outside to eat.
So Mu Shuangshuang guessed that he was trying some dishes.
As a chef, in order to make the best taste, sometimes a dish needs to be cooked several times.
And in order not to waste ingredients, the ruined dishes became my own breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Mu Shuangshuang stood aside and did not say anything.
Instead, Gou Yazi was lighting the fire.
When he saw Mu Shuangshuang, he was so excited that he even handed the sweet potatoes he had hidden to Mu Shuangshuang.
The moment he saw the sweet potatoes, an idea flashed in Mu Shuangshuang's mind.
It seems like she has another dish to cook Just at this time, the spicy chicken in the big iron pot of Chef Wei Dacong was cooked.
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He took a big bowl and scooped up the chicken.
Picking up a piece of chicken with chopsticks and taking two bites, Wei Dacong frowned.
Mu Shuangshuang then spoke: "Uncle Wei, how does it taste?"
Wei Dacong shook his head, "I always feel that something is missing, Shuangshuang, come and try it."
Wei Dacong handed the dish to Mu Shuangshuang and gave him a pair of chopsticks.
He picked up a piece of chicken and stuffed it into his mouth.
After biting a few times, Mu Shuangshuang discovered the problem.
"This meat is a little old.
When Uncle Wei marinated it, he didn't put rapeseed oil in it," she asked.
"Why put that in rapeseed oil?"
Wei Dacong looked confused.
"Well, if there's any chicken left, I'll make a spicy chicken too."
"Yes, I only used half of the chicken before, and now I still have half of it, which is set aside
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