Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

Chapter 393

Zhong Dabao is also a good farmer. Although he had never planted fruit trees before, he knew that rice, wheat, apples and melons all grew in the soil and the principles were basically the same. So after talking to the two agricultural officials, the three of them started talking and stayed in the orchard all day. If his wife hadn't seen that he hadn't returned until dark and came to the mountain, she would have known that the three of them were talking about something around a fruit tree.

"Dabao! My two adults, it's getting dark, let's go back." Zhong Dabao's wife stood far away, not daring to come closer, and shouted loudly.

"coming!"

The three of them were shocked to realize that it was already dark and hurried down the mountain.

"Lord Zheng and Lord Yu, it's too late today, please stay overnight." Zhao Ganwei was waiting at the foot of the mountain, and he said immediately when he saw them.

The two looked at each other, feeling somewhat helpless. They really didn't expect that they had been so involved in today's first day. They had originally planned to return to the inn before dark, but now it was no longer possible. Even if the carriage that brought them here was still there, it was still dangerous to walk at night. They might as well stay and sleep for a night.

"Come to my house tonight." Zhao Ganwei walked in front and talked to the two agricultural officials. When he asked about the other two agricultural officials today, a helpless smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Huang had an argument with an old man in our village today. Both sides thought they were right, and now they are betting on the rice yield in a month."

When they heard that it was Mr. Huang, Yu Wei and Zheng Feng couldn't help laughing. Mr. Huang was the most serious person in their agricultural company. He would even argue with others about how tall a cabbage could grow.

Betting with others on rice yields is indeed his style.

The two came from the capital and were used to the dry weather there. They felt a little uncomfortable when they first arrived in a humid place like Yunzhou, so they spent several days in the inn to adapt.

I thought I could adapt to the weather here, but then I encountered the problem of food.

Seeing that the food on the table was filled with red peppers, the smiles on their faces froze.

How can I eat so many peppers?

But seeing that Zhao Ganwei's ten-year-old Tieniu could eat the chili with gusto, they were too embarrassed to offend their master.

After eating a few bites with gritted teeth, he started to drink the soup, taking a bite of the vegetable and then a sip of the soup.

Tie Niu blinked and whispered something to the grandfather beside him.

Zhao Ganwei felt a little ashamed. He didn't expect that the two agricultural officials from the capital couldn't eat spicy food. Moreover, he was eating at the same table with them but he didn't notice it. It was his grandson who noticed it and told him.

He quickly put down his chopsticks and said, "Master Zheng, Master Yu, can I make you some rice noodles?"

The two of them came here to disturb others, so how could they let him go down to the kitchen to cook for them?

Zhao Ganwei ignored the two people who tried to stop him and said, "The rice noodles are delicious. I'll go make you a bowl to try. If I had known you don't like spicy food, I shouldn't have put chili in the dishes today!" After saying that, he went straight to the kitchen.

Yu Wei wanted to stop her, but was held back by Aunt Wang, so she could only sit and chat with her.

Soon, two bowls of steaming rice noodles were served on the table. The whole family was waiting for Zhao Ganwei to come back from the kitchen. If he didn't come back, the two agricultural officials could only watch them eat. How embarrassing!

The rice and vegetables are not appetizing to begin with because of the chili peppers, and now he is only concerned with eating by himself and ignoring the two agricultural officials. This is really rude.

Zheng Feng looked at the crystal clear rice noodles in the bowl and asked curiously, "Is this made of white rice?"

"Yes, it's made of rice." Zhao Ganwei made two bowls of rice noodles with vegetables. This time he didn't dare to add chili peppers. "It came from Nanzhou, from our village. Oh, it's the owner of the orchard, Ruyi. She gave me a bunch of it last time. I thought it was delicious, so I asked her husband to bring some back for me when she goes to Nanzhou."

"It's made of rice, which is a rare thing." Yu Wei said with a smile, and then picked up a piece with chopsticks and started eating. It was smooth, tender and delicious.

Seeing that they were all satisfied, Zhao Ganwei finally breathed a sigh of relief. Next time if he invited them to dinner, he would not add chili peppers to the dishes he cooked.

At night, in Tie Niu's room where Yu Wei slept, Zhao Ganwei felt a little embarrassed, "Our house is small, so we can only squeeze in tonight."

Zheng Feng slept in Zhao Dazhuang's room. Fortunately, he worked the night shift, otherwise he would have to worry about how to allocate the room.

The next morning, after having breakfast at Zhao Ganwei's house, the two agricultural officials went up the mountain.

Zhong Ruyi found Ji Jiang and Zhao Gouxiong and said, "Uncle Ji, you should start working the day shift tomorrow. Gouxiong and Xiaozheng will work the night shift together. I have already told Xiaozheng."

"Okay." The two had no objection.

The plaque bestowed by the county magistrate attracted many people to Xinghua Village to watch. Everyone wanted to see what the plaque bestowed by the county magistrate looked like.

There were also some people with bad intentions who mixed in, including a young woman in her early twenties who came with the people who were looking at the plaque.

But she did not go to Zhao Ganwei's house where the plaque was placed. Instead, she sneaked to a place with few people. Because there were so many people coming, no one noticed her.

By the time Mother Zhong started howling, she was already running out of the village with her child in her arms.

"Lanlan! Lanlan!"

"Has anyone seen my Lanlan?"

Mother Zhong was extremely anxious. Just when she turned around to get something, Lanlan, who was playing at the door, suddenly disappeared. She looked for her several times but couldn't find her. Her heart was beating in her throat and she kept slapping her thigh in anxiety.

"Aunt Zhong, don't worry. Maybe someone else in the village took the child away to play with him." Someone comforted her. Indeed, no one thought that someone would come to steal the child.

"Yes, everyone, please help look for him. The child may be nearby."

Several families in the surrounding area helped to look for the child. Mother Zhong's hands and feet were a little weak but she was still trying hard. She would go into every alley to see if the child was inside.

Finally, just when she was about to cry, there was a sudden noise at the entrance of the village.

"Who are you from? Why are you holding our village's child?" The sixth uncle, who was enjoying the cool under a tree, had sharp eyes and saw a strange woman holding a child and running away hurriedly in front of him.

The clothes that the child was wearing looked somewhat familiar. It seemed that the Zhong family's granddaughter was wearing the same clothes when she came to visit his house a few days ago?

He immediately yelled, thinking that the woman would stop, but the more he yelled, the faster she ran.

Now everyone realized that there was something fishy going on and they all started to chase after him.

After stopping the woman, the sixth uncle followed closely behind with brisk steps. He recognized at a glance that the child was the daughter of Zhong Laoer.

The little girl in the pink skirt had her eyes closed and was silent.

When Zhong's mother and others heard the news, they rushed over and saw a soundless child.

"My dear grandson!" Mother Zhong cried bitterly while holding the motionless child. "What happened? What happened to the child?"