"Madam, have you forgotten something? The good idea you came up with last time!" Yang Shuirong approached her and whispered in her ear.

"My husband, which Wang family will be?" Mao Caiwei asked tacitly.

"Let's pack up our things later, go back the donkey cart together, and go to the Wang family to have a look." Yang Shuirong suddenly became evil.

"Oh, I won't go, and there's also it's awesome. Your smile makes people feel creepy. You want to go to watch the fun, you can go and watch it yourself, don't ask me to go together!" Mao Caiwei naturally knew which Wang family was in her heart.

Who else can it be except for the mischievous man Wang Youshi?

"Madam, you actually refuse such a lively event? This is not like your style!" Yang Shuirong looked careless, but she made Mao Caiwei laugh and cry.

"Okay, okay, I'll accompany you to enjoy the excitement later." Mao Caiwei laughed at the sound.

"Madam, let's go back and unload the goods on the donkey cart now." Yang Shuirong knew that Madam would be interested.

As soon as he thinks of the scumbag Wang Youshi, he becomes very angry, but fortunately, God has dealt with him now.

The wheels of the donkey cart were moving forward on the snow-covered mud, making a squeaking sound.

The sound of the children playing farther and farther away, and finally got home.

When I went out in the morning, I still had some dried radishes on the scene in the yard. Now I am back and I am just ready to clean up.

The clothes dried on the bamboo poles were taken back. Fortunately, the eaves were blocked, and even if it snowed, the wind could still be dried.

Of course, Mao Caiwei also thought of using the stove to dry clothes.

"My husband, you unload the goods. I'll go to the house to add another piece of clothing. It's close to the mountains. At night, it's very cold." Mao Caiwei thought about it and said to Yang Shuirong.

"Madam, you should wear more clothes. If you catch a cold, I will feel distressed." After a while, Yang Shuirong didn't forget to care about her.

Mao Caiwei felt sweet when she heard this, and thought he was so good. Should she consider being with him? Don’t always think about being separated from him? After all, she wouldn’t be able to go back to modern times now.

Oh, you can't be soft-hearted!

Mao Caiwei shook her head, then walked into the room on her own.

Looking at Mao Caiwei's back and seeing her shaking her head, Yang Shuirong felt strange, but he didn't ask too much.

Because he had other things to do, such as moving the goods from the donkey cart and handling a large basket of mutton.

I fetched another bucket of water, took a piece of water-absorbing cloth, and went to clean the donkey cart so that others could smell the residual sheep smell in the donkey cart when it was returned.

"My husband, didn't I get some dried chrysanthemums last time? You can put a few in a donkey cart to get rid of the smell of sheep." Mao Caiwei's sweet voice came out of the room.

"Well, my wife is still thinking carefully." Yang Shuirong immediately did as she heard this.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something before leaving?" Mao Caiwei was eating corn baked by herself, so she simply handed Yang Shuirong a piece.

"I'll eat some too. After eating it, I'll go to the Wang family to watch the fun." Yang Shuirong was looking forward to it.

Last time, because Wang Youshi bullied Mao Caiwei, the couple thought of taking laxatives to Wang Youshi's dog.

Because Wang Youshi has the habit of eating dog meat in winter.

"That dog is really a dog I have raised." Yang Shuirong obviously guessed something, and listened to him muttering.

"What's the matter? He's so cruel. What's the dog he owns?" Mao Caiwei sneered.

After Yang Shuirong and Mao Caiwei went to return the donkey cart together, they turned several turns to the Wang family to watch the fun.

"My big brother, why have you become a fool? Woo woo..." An old woman with disheveled hair was crying and howling.

"What's going on?" Yang Shuirong asked the familiar villagers.

"I heard that Wang Youshi had diarrhea after eating dog meat. When he went to the toilet, he fell into the toilet. A big stone in the toilet was too sharp and poked his head. He didn't even talk at this moment. After seeing him, Doctor Cao came to see him and said that Wang Youshi had no more time. Alas, it's such a sin!" Who doesn't know what kind of person Wang Youshi is?

Yang Shuirong and Mao Caiwei looked at each other when they heard this.

"Wang Youshi, an old bachelor, is not a thing. Last time someone secretly saw him and his bitch... Oh, it's so shameful. I can't say it. It's so good that a couple can be kind to a hundred days. This bastard actually ate the bitch this time!" Even more explosive news came out like this.

"Ah... This bastard who kills Qiandao is really inconsistent! No wonder you can become a fool if you drop a cesspool!"

"How can such a scumbag appear in our village?"

"Yes, yes, hurry up and drive this scum out!"

"It's so disgusting!"

There is already a little woman vomiting.

Mao Caiwei really couldn't hear it anymore, and obviously wanted to escape.

She didn't expect that this scum could still be with the dog, Male Gobi!

"Madam, let's go back, let's not get dirty here!" Yang Shuirong's lips twitched, obviously he didn't expect that Wang Youshi was such a bad person.

Two days later, Mao Caiwei and Yang Shuirong heard that Wang Youshi had been taken away by the clan and were removed from the clan.

Wang Youshi was crazy and unborn. He was found to have frozen to death by the haystack the next morning.

But no one in the village pity him.

Yang Li was just taking the initiative and someone got a thin coffin to bury his body.

It is clear that the restaurant has been closed for several days due to heavy snow. Now it is sunny, and the restaurant has started to open again.

Of course, if it starts to open again, according to Mao Caiwei's plan, two signature dishes were added: mugwort dumplings and crystal goat cake.

Not to mention that people who come to a delicious restaurant will basically order these two dishes.

"Sorry, the mugwort dumplings today have been sold out." The shopkeeper Mao said to the diners politely.

"I have eaten in so many dumpling shops, but your dumplings are delicious. Why don't you prepare some mugwort dumplings?" a diner complained.

"Thank you for your support. It's really because our restaurant is not staffed enough. Please come early tomorrow." Manager Mao smiled and apologized.

Manager Mao said such words almost every day.

Manager Mao sometimes complains to Mao Caiwei, saying that he can’t prepare more mugwort dumplings?

But Mao Caiwei said something to him, and he also felt it made sense.

"Don't you know that things are precious because they are rare?"

Although other restaurants and restaurants also imitate the mugwort dumplings made by Mao Caiwei, the taste they produce is different from the taste of Mao Caiwei.

Mao Caiwei would never tell them that the dumpling skin of mugwort dumplings can be made into similar colors, but the dumpling filling is difficult to adjust.

"Madam, it makes sense for the chef not to let you adjust the meat filling." Mao Caiwei was afraid that others would steal the meat filling recipe, so she made it first by herself.

When Mao Caiwei heard Yang Shuirong praise her like this, she covered her mouth and laughed.

"There is no way to compete with each other, but I'm afraid that your parents will come to us to get the recipe for the filling of mugwort dumplings in the future." Mao Caiwei was still a little worried.

"What does it have to do with us when they open their shop?" Yang Shuirong looked indifferent.

"Don't say that, I think so. I have only made these mugwort dumplings for a few days. When it's New Year's Eve, I will no longer sell mugwort dumplings in our restaurant. When the spring and the fifth day of the New Year are open again, I plan to sell braised chicken feet in the restaurant." We must always make innovations. If we always sell the same food, the diners may get tired of eating and will not come to visit them. This will lead to many customers.

"When my wife said this, I remembered that the house in Lihua Village has more than 100 chickens. Should I book some now? Otherwise, where can I buy so many chicken feet?" After Mao Caiwei mentioned her plan, the smart Yang Shuirong immediately thought of the key points.

"We should really prepare for the future and make fifty chickens first." Now, we can fried chicken and corn, roasted wings, braised chicken feet, and diced chicken... Mao Caiwei is getting more excited the more she thinks about it, and the smile on the corners of her lips becomes stronger and stronger.

"Okay, I'll listen to my wife. After lunch, I'll ride a horse to Lihua Village to make a reservation. Maybe I'll have to give some deposit." Yang Shuirong thought for a while and said.

"This matter is done, and our restaurant's business will definitely get better and better after the spring starts. By the way, you come back from Lihua Village. Go to the market to buy some silver carp weighing four or five kilograms and half a fan of pork. I will marinate it. On the New Year's Eve, I will distribute three pieces of salted fish and a piece of bacon to the people in our restaurant, and then distribute one red envelope for each person. The amount of the red envelope is 28 entries, for good luck."

Mao Caiwei has even thought about the benefits of the New Year's employees.

Yang Shuirong had no objection to this, obviously he had agreed.

After lunch, Yang Shuirong rode out on a horse.

The business of the restaurant in the delicious restaurant became a little lighter in the afternoon.

Mao Caiwei also has her own free time and is planning to embroider Yang Shuirong with a cloth, embroidery needle, etc.

Unexpectedly, Yang Atu came at this time. He first asked Manager Mao with a smile and if Yang Shuirong was in the restaurant. As expected, Manager Mao was very busy at this moment and ignored his questions. Lin Jiulang was there, so he told Yang Atu respectfully, and he told him that the boss had gone out to do business. Now that the person is not here, he asked Yang Atu to come another day.

But Yang Atu said that since his son is not here, it is OK to ask his daughter-in-law.

The Yang family that Mao Caiwei didn't want to see the least is her father-in-law Yang Atu.

Now that people call him to see him, she is a junior, and it is hard to say no to him.

But she probably knows what he is about?

So Mao Caiwei went out to see him.

"Dadfather-in-law, what wind has blown you?" Although he didn't like it and didn't want to see it, he still had the enthusiasm on the surface. So, Mao Caiwei asked with a smile, and asked Lin Jiulang to bring Yang Atu a cup of hot tea.

Yang Atu took the hot tea, first raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Mao Caiwei unhappily. He looked down on this daughter-in-law very much, but because of Yang Shuirong, he had to face her.

"We are all a family, and I won't talk to you in circles. I'll just tell you my purpose." After Lin Jiulang took the initiative to retreat, Yang Atu coughed a few times and said to Mao Caiwei.

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I'll have another second update before twelve o'clock, so don't wait. Go to bed early in the cold weather
Chapter completed!