PFC Chapter 509: My adopted sister returned to her hometown to farm (34)
Chapter 509: My adopted sister returned to her hometown to farm (34)
Afterwards, the two of them sat in the warm living room with smiles on their faces, happily exchanging and sharing the New Year gifts they had carefully prepared for each other.
There was a gleam of anticipation and surprise in their eyes, and these gifts carried the best wishes for each other in the new year.
After the first month of the lunar year, the sun gradually warmed up, the earth revived, and the renovation of the house finally officially began.
Since we already had detailed renderings as reference and guidance, the actual construction progressed relatively smoothly.
The workers carried out the work in an orderly manner according to the drawings, and every detail was carefully crafted.
When the renovation was nearing completion, Xiao Lang began to accompany Yao Sisi and run around with the matters related to handling the business license.
Fortunately, the room where Yao Sisi lived happened to be within the planned scope of the scenic area. In addition, she herself could be considered half-indigenous, so these favorable conditions meant that the processing of the license procedures did not encounter too many obstacles.
However, although everything seemed to be going smoothly, reality dealt a not-so-small blow to "Sisi Bistro".
As this town has relatively few people, after relying on the enthusiastic support of some old residents in the early days of its opening, the business of the shop gradually became deserted.
But Yao Sisi was not anxious because the store was her own private property and she did not have to pay rent.
Moreover, she is the only employee in the entire store, so the daily operating costs are almost negligible.
However, with the passage of time, "Sisi Bistro" has gradually developed some unique style characteristics.
For example, Yao Sisi did not stay in the store all day, but instead hung an exquisite bell at the door of the store in a unique way.
Whenever a guest came to visit, a clear and pleasant bell would ring. Only then would Yao Sisi hear the sound and come to the front to entertain the guest.
In her early years, Old Lady Yao was proficient in brewing a sweet osmanthus wine.
When Yao Sisi was sorting out old items, she happened to find the recipe for making this sweet wine.
Then she followed her grandmother's recipe and tried several times before finally recreating the sweet wine.
Although this is a restaurant, buying this kind of homemade wine is still risky. But now that spring has arrived, there are more kinds of river seafood.
According to the recipe, Yao Sisi bought some pickled vegetables, such as chicken feet, duck wings, conchs, swamp shrimps, etc., and made a lot of cooked and marinated dishes.
The ratio of Huadiao and osmanthus sweet wine was also carefully blended by Yao Sisi.
For a while, this kind of snack became popular in this small town.
From selling a few kilograms a day at the beginning to dozens of kilograms a day now, Yao Sisi's business has become busy.
But some people advised Yao Sisi: "Sisi! Why don't you just sell sweet osmanthus wine? I've been thinking about it for many years."
This is Yao Sisi’s old neighbor. When Yao Laitai was alive, he would often exchange things for osmanthus sweet wine.
"Uncle, it's not that I don't want to sell it, but the amount I use every day is almost not enough." Yao Sisi explained helplessly, "I only made a little bit in total, and now I use it all for cooking. To be honest, I can only sell enough braised food for a few days.
The second batch of sweet wine will take a few days to be ready, and my braised food can only be sold for two or three days."
"Oh! Please do more next time!" The man walked away dejectedly.
Xiao Lang, who came to see Yao Sisi, just happened to hear this. After she had almost finished her business, he asked, "Let me make sweet wine with you this time! It's too tiring for you to do it alone!"
Yao Sisi pulled the other person to the backyard and then leaned over and said, "Things are precious because they are rare. Only when I say this will they feel that they are precious!"
After that, she took Xiao Lang to visit the room she had specially cleared out to store the wine jars: "How about it? I made all this by myself."
"You are capable, but you are too tired." Xiao Lang held Yao Sisi's hand with some heartache. "When you just came back, your hands were white and tender, but now they are covered with calluses."
"Isn't she pretty?" Yao Sisi looked up at the other person.
"No! It has nothing to do with my appearance, it's just that I feel uncomfortable when I see you!" Xiao Lang's cold and hard facial features were tinged with a hint of sadness at this time, "Although I know that you are doing what you like, but seeing you so tired, I still feel distressed."
"Eh?" Yao Sisi tapped the other person's shoulder with her finger. "Too much! This doesn't suit you!"
Xiao Lang, who was unable to bear the grief for more than three seconds, held both of Yao Sisi's hands tightly, with a helpless look on his face: "Be serious, I am confessing my feelings! If you keep this attitude, I will not let go!"
Yao Sisi, who had wanted to tease Xiao Lang, blushed as soon as she heard the word "confession". "It hasn't worked yet, why are you holding my hand? Pulling and tugging before we've confirmed the relationship is really a bad move."
Xiao Lang was stunned for a moment, then immediately let go of his hand: "When can I get a permanent job? I've been waiting for several months!"