Chapter 70 Expanding Business Next

Qi Bosong stretched out a hand to support his chin and looked at Zhen Xing in a daze. The wind outside was blowing, dragging up all the dust in the world. The rolled up sand wrapped the world tightly. In this small room, Zhen Xing and her lover were no longer afraid of the abuse of the wind and sand, but only felt the beauty of the happy time.

Qi Bosong tilted his head, and Zhen Xing held his legs. The wind outside is getting louder and louder, like the sound of high tide. The little tiger stretched out, and the room was really warm.

Qi Bosong stood up, opened the door and went out of the room. He sealed the window with a wooden board. When he came back, he closed the door and said to Zhenxing, "You have to think about it. This investment is not a small amount. At least three or four hundred taels of silver!"

Zhen Xing nodded and said, "I've calculated that our family now has five or six hundred taels of silver on hand. In addition, there should be no problem to transfer a batch of payment recently!"

"You don't want to put all the money in your family, do you?" Qi Bosong couldn't help but be shocked.

Zhen Xing smiled and grabbed the little tiger's tail. Xiaohu turned his head, took a look at Zhen Xing, and turned his head again.

"I can tell you that the money at home is the silver for our life! Don't use your brain!" Qi Bosong said.

"How can I use my crooked brain!" Zhen Xing said an annoy.

"It's not a family business, where is it so easy? How much effort did it take us to open this supermarket? What's more, is it a restaurant? It's not that easy!" Qi Bosong said.

Zhen Xing smiled slightly. Qi Boxong looked at Zhen Xing with a strange expression. Every time Zhen Xing has a bad smile, he knows that there is nothing good!

"They didn't say to open a restaurant immediately? Don't you need to prepare for anything? Don't say it's far away, just say, cook. A cook can hire one, but the hired cook can only cook ordinary dishes. If you want to capture the hearts of guests, do you have special dishes? The secret recipe of this special dish can't be given to the cook, can it? As he spoke, Zhen Xing stared at Qi Boxong.

The more Qi Bosong listened, the more he felt that this matter was strange. Dare she had planned it for a long time, just waiting for herself to jump in? Qi Bosong raised his eyebrows and said, "What else are you talking to me about?" Anyway, you have decided!"

Zhen Xing immediately climbed to Qi Bosong's side, took Qi Bosong's hand and said, "Don't be angry. It's just that I decided to make a long-term plan. I'm afraid a supermarket is not enough. In the future, we will all live here. The supermarket earns three or five hundred taels a year, which is enough now, but no one dares to say it in the future. You have to think about it for the future, right? Besides, we have to save some money and take it out when we are old, right?

There was a burst of warmth in Qi Bosong's heart. She said that she would live here for the rest of her life. If you want to live with him for a lifetime and make money for retirement, the two of them live such a small life. Without a country and the world, it can't control the Eight-nation Alliance's march into Beijing. It's too lazy to take charge of the government again. Of course, who inherits the throne has nothing to do with them.

But can you really live a lifetime on such a day?

Sooner or later, there will always be such a day. The Empress Dowager Cixi can't survive the Emperor Guangxu. At that time, won't Emperor Guangxu come to Zhenxing all over the world? What should he do at that time?

Qi Bosong frowned. He wanted to love her. No matter what the result was, he would love her. No matter whether he can die with her in the future, it is enough to love her this time.

"Since you said you want to retire, why don't you save some money for retirement?" Qi Bosong said.

"Where is that silver enough? If we don't save more money, what should we do when we get old? Zhen Xing said.

Qi Bosong smiled and said, "It's up to you. Anyway, in case we are too poor to live. I can make money to support you even if I go to the darts.

"Great, so do you agree?" Zhen Xing said.

Qi Bosong nodded and said, "I agree."

"That's great. From tomorrow, I want to make a recipe. Can you learn to do it? As you know, I'm a monk halfway. You are different now. You can't do anything. Isn't it better to learn again? Zhen Xing said excitedly.

"Ah? Do you mean to let me be a cook? Qi Bosong was shocked.

"Yes, it is said that men are several times more likely to cook than women. Go to Brother Liu's kitchen and have a look. They are all male cooks!" Zhen Xing said with an innocent face.

"I can't do it!" Qi Bosong said.

"What can't you do? I heard that Brother Liu's craftsmanship is very good. If there are distinguished guests, he will cook in person!" Zhen Xing said.

"Don't force me. I'm okay with a knife and a gun. Cook, no need to talk!" Qi Bosong said.

Zhen Xing is not the obedient child. The next day, she ran to the street alone and bought a lot of vegetables.

He plunged into the kitchen and pounded the green onions and garlic. Qi Bosong almost cleaned up the house. Hearing that Zhen Xing was busy in the kitchen, he was also curious and sneaked to the backyard and watched Zhen Xing do something to a bundle of leeks.

"What are you doing?" Qi Bosong asked.

"I'll try!" Zhen Xing said.

Qi Bo sighed, walked into the kitchen and took the kitchen knife in Zhen Xing's hand.

"Oc's it, I see. There's a lot of fumes in the kitchen. I'll do it!" Qi Bosong said.

Zhen Xing smiled and was sweet from her mouth to her heart. Qi Boxong is very considerate. How many men can be so considerate in this era? I am willing to pay for women like this, and Zhen Xing is satisfied.

Zhen Xing hugged him from Qi Boxong's back. Qi Boxong stopped his hand, and there was a burst of warmth in his heart. Zhen Xing's face rubbed on his back. Although it was not warm, there was a strange feeling, which made Qi Bosong unable to calm down.

Qi Bosong's heart jumped wildly, and he was worried that Zhen Xing would see his uneasiness, so he had to cut at the bundle of leeks for a while, which had the momentum of practicing martial arts.

Zhen Xing poked her head out from behind, looked at the bundle of leeks, and couldn't help laughing.

"Where can this work! Well, I'll cut the vegetables and you stir-fry them. Anyway, a master usually doesn't cut vegetables by himself!" Zhen Xing said.

Qi Bosong frowned and said, "Are you sure you let me be a cook? I've never cooked before!"

Zhen Xing thought for a moment and said, "Then let's fight together. Isn't there a saying that husband and wife are of the same mind, and their profits are broken!"

Qi Bosong smiled and liked the innocence of Zhen Xing more and more.

The two of them did it, and Zhen Xing didn't know where to find some strange recipes. What kind of fried apples, fried bananas? Qi Bosong really disagrees with these recipes, and Zhen Xing doesn't care which one.

More than a dozen apples were bought back, and Zhen Xing planned to try one by one.

The apples were first cut into pieces. Zhenxing held a kitchen knife and buckled off the apple core, leaving a big hole the size of a cow's eyes. He broke two eggs and threw them into the starch. Zhenxing picked up the chopsticks and stirred hard. The more he stirred, the dries became. He simply mixed half a bowl of water with Zhenxing.

Qi Bosong looked at the paste-like thing and couldn't help stepping back a few steps. Does this guy have any score? What the hell is this! It makes people have no appetite when they look at it.

But Zhenxing didn't look at it like this. After the batter was mixed, Zhenxing threw the apple ring into the batter. When the apple was soaked in the batter, Zhenxing took out the apple and threw it directly into the warm pot.

In that pot, it has been loaded with oil, and the oil temperature does not need to be too high. Zhenxing is afraid that the moisture in the apple will come out after encountering the oil. Standing ten thousand miles away from the oil pan.

After looking at it, Qi Boxong gently pushed away Zhen Xing, went forward, and turned over the pieces of apples. Zhen Xing stood in command from afar and shouted loudly for a while, "Come over, it's almost burnt!"

Qi Bosong was shouted by Zhen Xing, shouting in a hurry, and turned over two apples in a panic. As soon as he turned over, he heard Zhenxing shout, "And the one on the left, the one on the left!"

At this moment, Qi Bosong can't wait to grow eight hands and turn those apples back and forth desperately. What's more annoying is that those apples seem to have an appointment. They are confused for a while, and they are burnt for a while. Not long after, sweat oozed from Qi Boxong's forehead.

"There is also the one over there, and the one over there can be fished out!" Zhen Xing said.

Qi Bosong held a large plate in his left hand and a pair of large chopsticks in his right hand. He took out all the apples. The apple, either golden or burnt, can be described as "unbearable".

Qi Bosong looked at the extremely poor apple circle and didn't have time to feel sorry for those apples, and another terrible thing came immediately. Zhenxing actually got red juice everywhere from the fermented bean curd jar!

"What are you going to do?" Qi Bosong asked in surprise.

"Of course it's stained!" Zhen Xing answered calmly?

"Is the apple ring stained with fermented bean curd?" Qi Bosong couldn't believe his ears and asked again.

"Yes! What are you curious about? Zhen Xing said.

"Can I eat that?" Qi Bosong asked.

"You will know if you try it, don't you?" Zhen Xing answered.

A plate of apple rings was brought into the living room, and Zhen Xing hurriedly put on her sheepskin coat. So cold. When Xiaohu saw that there was delicious food, he jumped on the table first. Just as he was about to touch his finger, he was thrown to the ground by Qi Bosong with his neck.

"Come on, try it!" Zhen Xing excitedly picked up an apple ring, dipped it in the fermented bean curd, and sent it to Qi Boxong's mouth with her hand.

Qi Boxong looked at the red fermented bean curd and looked at the unsightly apple circle. I can't help thinking, can I eat this? But Zhenxing didn't care about that and just said, "Try it!"

Qi Bosong frowned, but I'm not sure. Did she eat this from the palace? Who knows? Come on, you won't die anyway!

Qi Bosong crossed his heart and took a big bite!