Rebirth Ninety's Fat Wife Should Be Self-reliant

Chapter 42 State-owned Hotel

The days are getting warmer, the nights are getting shorter, and the days are getting longer.

In the middle of the night, Yaoyao suddenly developed a high fever. Zhou Huilan was woken up by her daughter who was burning like pimples next to her. She hurriedly ran to knock on the Lu family's door.

It was Lu Fengxia who opened the door, but Lu Changqing's voice came out from the room immediately after.

He didn't even wear any clothes, so he carried the medicine box and walked out the door.

Although the little girl has not lost weight in the past month, she has grown a lot taller and her limbs are much slender. At this moment, her face is red and frowning in discomfort, which makes Zhou Huilan's heart twitch and she can't stop feeling all over.

trembling.

"Don't be afraid," a hand held Zhou Huilan's wrist tightly, "it's just the wind, it's okay."

Facing Lu Changqing's firm gaze, Zhou Huilan felt at ease inexplicably. The cold image of her daughter lying in the morgue in her mind suddenly disappeared, and she fell to the ground with some exhaustion.

Only then did she realize that Lu Changqing was only wearing a pair of large pants and a vest, and he just came out with her.

The child fell asleep and couldn't take the medicine, so Lu Changqing gave the injection and asked Zhou Huilan to help turn the child's back and lift up the clothes. There was a light brown birthmark about two centimeters square at the waist and eyes. The four small circles turned into a cat.

Claw pattern.

While Lu Changqing was administering the acupuncture, he smiled and chatted with Zhou Huilan, "Her birthmark is similar to mine."

Zhou Huilan grabbed Yaoyao's hand to prevent her from moving. When she heard this, she subconsciously looked at Lu Changqing's lower back, "Doctor Lu also has a birthmark on his lower back?"

Lu Changqing nodded, "It's also on the waist. Grandpa said it was a tiger's claw, and the children said it was a cat's claw. They all laughed at me, so I fought with them to show them whether I was a tiger or a cat..."

"Well……"

Lu Changqing suddenly turned sideways and poked his head to look under his vest. Zhou Huilan was caught off guard. The tip of her nose brushed against Lu Changqing's arm. The sudden touch made both of them stunned.

Lu Changqing seemed to smell the lingering sweet osmanthus fragrance in his dream again.

As for Zhou Huilan, she just felt like there was a rabbit in her arms, and she was so excited that she could hardly hold back.

"you……"

"Yao Yao..."

The two of them spoke in unison, but then fell silent at the same time.

"Yao Yao, please take a day off to rest at home tomorrow." Lu Changqing said, took the needle bag in Zhou Huilan's hand, pulled out the silver needle and put it back.

Zhou Huilan nodded, then realized that Lu Changqing's back was turned to her and could not be seen, so she added "Okay."

After the injection, Yaoyao's temperature dropped a lot. Although she was still a little hot, she had relaxed her brows. Zhou Huilan sent Lu Changqing out and was about to close the door when he suddenly blocked the narrow wooden door.

"Have you...have you been to Ning'an Hotel?"

This inexplicable question immediately caused Zhou Huilan's brain to shut down, but when she came to her senses, Lu Changqing had already disappeared.

Ning'an Hotel is the largest and oldest hotel in Anning, but Lu Changqing was confused and suddenly asked what he was doing?

Early the next morning, Zhou Huilan asked Yaoyao for leave and watched over the child without grinding the soy milk.

The child's illness goes away as quickly as it comes. When Zhou Huilan came back from leave, Yaoyao, who had recovered from her fever, was already waving a small shovel and started gardening in the yard.

"Mom, do I really not need to go to kindergarten today?"

Looking at her energetic daughter, Chow Huilan felt that she shouldn't ask for leave.

The beans soaked last night were already round and round. Since the child was fine, Zhou Huilan continued to grind the soy milk. At this point, she would definitely not be able to catch up with the morning rush hour, but she could try her luck at noon. She would grind the beans in the shop less.

No, we can waste less.

After the soy milk was cooked, Yaoyao insisted on following her out of the stall, so Zhou Huilan simply set up the stall directly south of the Drum Tower, at the intersection of Songbai Street.

Because the time for selling breakfast after eight o'clock has passed, and there are obviously no people on the street at this time.

While she was in formal attire, two young men wearing white hats and aprons suddenly stopped in front of her tricycle, panting.

"Comrade, is your soy milk...is it thirty cents a bag?"

The two young men bought eight bags in one go. If they hadn't been unable to hold on, they would have wanted to buy more.

Thinking that this big customer might have come here because of his reputation, Zhou Huilan was about to say a few words to the two of them, but they simply took out the money and ran away.

Head north from the Drum Tower, cross Songbai Street, and continue walking 200 meters north to a small cement-colored building. On the door, there are four big characters "State-owned Hotel" written on a red background.

It was past breakfast time, and the atmosphere in the state-owned hotel, which should have been deserted this morning, was tense and everyone felt insecure.

"What a bullshit chef, you can't even make a bowl of soy milk, do you deserve to hold a kitchen knife?" Mr. Ye shouted while slamming the table, "I have lived in peace for too long, and I have raised you to the point where you don't know how high the sky is, and you are doing all this.

Dare to sell anything!"

He came here because he couldn't buy Zhou Huilan's soy milk this morning. He didn't expect that a bowl of soy milk would be so bad.

"Snapped!"

There were several bowls of hot soy milk on the table, and the bowls fell to the ground.

"A bunch of rubbish snacks! If you can't make them, you, a state-owned hotel, should stop doing it! If someone from outside tastes your food, it will bring disgrace to Anning City!" This state-owned hotel is not only responsible for the reception banquet of the city government.

It is also a large canteen for government agencies.

The old man slapped the table and stared, but the group of people just stood there and no one moved.

The old man became more and more angry.

"You, you, you... you are a bunch of trash!"

As he said this, he clutched his chest and staggered a few steps. The managers nearby were so frightened that they rushed forward to help him, as if he was not really falling.

While they were in a stalemate, a clear voice suddenly came from outside. Following the repeated "Bought it!", everyone in the entire hall breathed a sigh of relief.

A total of eight bags of soy milk were poured into the pot and brought to a boil over high heat. The rich aroma immediately filled the entire hotel lobby.

The masters who had been wilting and secretly dissatisfied just now had moved expressions on their faces.

What kind of soy milk is this?

Isn't it just grinding soybeans into water? Can this thing really make flowers?

The masters expressed their dissatisfaction.

Ye Lao drank a bowl of freshly fried fried dough sticks, smacked his lips with satisfaction, said, "You guys should also learn a little bit," and walked away.

In the back kitchen of the state-owned hotel, master chef Niu Guangde stared at the bowl of unusually fragrant soy milk with a thoughtful look on his face.

Recently, the sales of soy milk in the store have indeed been very low. He has vaguely heard from his neighbors that there is a store with particularly delicious soy milk, but how good and delicious is the soy milk?

until today.

"Master, the soy milk seller is a female, chubby, and the only thing on the stall is soy milk." The apprentice who went out to buy soy milk reported the details.

But Niu Guangde felt that someone who could make such soy milk would definitely not be able to make soy milk only.

He waved his hand and asked everyone to step back. It seemed that he really needed to see this matter in person.

(End of chapter)