The General’s Wife of the Buddhist Family

When I got home to eat, the wind outside became tighter and tighter, like a ghost crying and howling wolf.

"Look at this, it's going to rain at night." Boss Chu said, looking at the rustling leaves outside.

"Yeah, the sky is so cold in August, just like our twelfth lunar month." Zhao tightly tightened his clothes, "Brother Leng, was it so cold in previous years?"

Chu Wei nodded coldly, and said, "Almost, it's going to snow next month."

"Hey? So early." Zhao clan was surprised.

Luo Jianjia also felt surprised, whether it was her previous life or her present life, she had never lived in such a cold place.

The snow almost melted when I first came this year.

Thinking of the snowy scene I saw before, I suddenly felt a little expectation in my heart.

At this time, Zhao turned his head to look at Luo Jianjia, and said, "We have to take out the winter clothes for drying. I also said to make some jackets, before we have time. This year, when we come in the spring It’s cold, and I don’t know how cold it is at the coldest time."

When it comes to temperature, Luo Jianjia's expectation suddenly fades away.

If you want to say what is the worst thing about winter, it is cold.

She covered two quilts at the beginning of this year and it was very cold. After two months, she still didn't know how cold it was.

"Well, take it out when it's clear." Luo Jianjia said.

"Now that the business in our shop is so busy, it's better to just go out and buy it, it's convenient and easy." Chu Wei Leng suggested.

Not to mention how good the business is now in the shop, his salary alone can't be used up.

He also feels distressed that his parents and his wife are busy on weekdays and want to make them easier.

Although this proposal was thoughtful, it was rejected by the Zhao family: "That can't be done, no matter how good the outside is, it is not as warm as it is by yourself."

As long as Zhao remembered, he took up needlework and worked, and got used to making clothes by himself.

The reason I bought it before was because she had never made this kind of thick jacket.

Now she learned slowly, and naturally wanted to do it herself.

"My daughter-in-law heard that ready-made jackets are also sold outside. We will buy some cotton and stuff it in by ourselves. This is both good-looking and convenient."

Upon hearing this, Zhao's eyes lit up and asked, "Really? There are other sellers of this kind of stuff?"

Luo Jianjia nodded: "There are some for sale. When my daughter-in-law went to buy cloth that day, I saw them. There are many patterns. We can pick one at that time."

Zhao responded happily.

Although Chu Wei Leng wanted to make his mother more relaxed, he couldn't find the right way. Seeing Luo Jianjia's few words, he asked his mother to agree. He looked at her with a little more admiration.

Luo Jianjia and Chu Wei Leng looked at each other, and said nothing.

When I went to bed at night, it really started to rain outside.

The rain was rustling, and the wind was rustling.

After a day of tiredness, Luo Jianjia would soon fall asleep, but today he can't fall asleep.

I don't know if it is because of the sound of wind and rain outside, or because of my mood.

Realizing that Chu Weilian, who was sleeping beside her, didn't seem to be asleep, she spoke.

"It's been a long time since it rained so heavily at the border."

Immediately afterwards, she heard Chu Wei Leng's response: "Well, it has been a long time. The sky is relatively dry here and it rarely rains."

After saying a few words related to the weather, Luo Jianjia said again: "I thought, we should hire a few people in our shop. Now your injury is almost healed, and you should be going back to the barracks soon. I don’t know if you can’t go there that day. Helped in the shop."

"Okay. How many people does the lady need to recruit? What kind of people? Tell me about the conditions, then I will recruit." Chu Wei said coldly.

Luo Jianjia knew that Chu Weileng knew many people, especially military members like Yuan Shu and Aunt Li.

These people have had a hard time.

If it can help, she also wants to help.

"Six." Luo Jianjia said.

"Six? So many?" Chu Wei asked in surprise.

He thought about hiring people in the shop, and he also made a preliminary judgment that one or both of them would do.

If there is one, then hire a man.

If there are two, recruit two women.

Unexpectedly, the lady would recruit so many people at once.

"Hmm. Have you noticed that there have been more people in our shop in the past few days." Luo Jianjia said.

"I found out, there are indeed a lot more people." Chu Wei said coldly, and as he spoke, he suddenly understood Luo Jianjia's meaning, "Is the lady meant to expand the store?"

She wasn't surprised that Chu Weilian could guess her mind, and said, "Yes, I do have this idea."

"Where does the lady want to open the new store?" Chu Wei asked coldly.

"I've inquired that the pasta shop next to it won't open. The two elderly people are too old to withstand the toss of war. They are going to join their family to marry their daughter in the south. Why don't we take this shop down?" Luo Jian Jia Road.

Now that she has decided to stay here, she has to think about ways to make money.

In fact, the business of keeping spicy skewers every day is also good. You can earn five or six taels a day, and hundreds of taels a month, and maybe two or three hundred taels in the future.

But she has the ability to make more money, why not make it?

In this troubled world where people are unequal, only by earning more money can we have more protection.

The future is uncertain, it is better to hold more things in your hands.

"Okay." Chu Weilian didn't ask much, and immediately agreed, "I'll take care of this matter."

"Yeah." Luo Jianjia replied.

She didn't plan to do it herself, and the reason she told Chu Weileng was that she wanted him to do it.

Even if he didn't mention it, she would bring it up.

"This way the place will be bigger, and there is no need to worry about not having enough places to sit." Chu Wei said coldly.

Chu Wei was cold and afraid that he would be dissatisfied when he sat there, and Luo Jianjia's heart was too far apart, so he didn't forget to comfort her.

Unexpectedly, Luo Jianjia said, "I don't plan to make spicy skewers next door."

"Ah? Don't make spicy skewers? What are you going to do?" Chu Wei asked curiously.

He thought that a new shop was opened to alleviate the problem of too many spicy skewers, but he didn't expect that it wasn't?

Then why do you want to buy another shop?

"I want to cook some other food." Luo Jianjia said.

For now, one shop is actually enough.

Although there are more people, there is no need to wait.

Unless the guests increase by 20%, there is no need to set up a shop specially.

She wanted to set up a shop because she wanted to cook some other food.

Luo Jianjia hadn’t said what to do, Chu Wei Leng said, “Actually, everything the lady does should be easy to sell. Even if it’s steamed buns, the business should be good.”

After speaking, Luo Jianjia heard a voice of swallowing saliva.

Luo Jianjia:...

So, is there nothing in Chu Weilian's mind other than steamed buns?

"The profit of steamed buns is too low to make much money." Luo Jianjia said.

Steamed buns are too cheap. You can buy two for a penny. If you add thick noodles, you can buy three or four for a penny.

You have to sell thousands of steamed buns a day to make the profit of spicy skewers about the same.

Even though she has great strength, she really has to steam thousands of steamed buns a day, and she is afraid that she will be exhausted.

This is inconsistent with her original intention of making money.

"Yes, and it's too tired, the lady should do some other labor-saving food." Chu Wei said coldly.

What this said made Luo Jianjia feel a lot more comfortable.

"I'm thinking about making some deep-fried things. For example, the chicken chops, chicken fillets and small crispy pork made before."

Then Luo Jianjia heard the familiar voice of swallowing saliva.

She remembered that Chu Wei had just eaten four steamed buns, two bowls of rib soup, and a lot of shredded carrot cakes.

One person has more appetite than all three of them.

He didn't do much work today, why was he hungry so quickly?

Then, Chu Wei said coldly: "Well, that's not bad, these are all delicious."

"Msang Gong, are you hungry, do you want me to make some bread for you?" Luo Jianjia asked with concern.

"Ah? No, I'm not hungry, the lady doesn't have to be so troublesome." Chu Wei said coldly.

He ate quite full at night and was not hungry. He just heard the names of those foods and couldn't help swallowing.

Luo Jianjia really wants to ask, why swallow drool when he's not hungry...

"Well, if you are hungry, you can tell me directly, these foods are quite simple to make."

Listening to the rustling of leaves outside the house, and the rain hitting the eaves, Chu Wei said coldly: "No need for a lady, I'm really not hungry for my husband."

Seeing what he said, Luo Jianjia didn't mention it again.

Chu Weicooling is very interested in the business she is about to do.

Originally, he was lying on his back, but for the convenience of speaking, he turned his body sideways, facing Luo Jianjia's side.

"Except for chicken cutlet and crispy meat? Does the lady plan to do something else? Can I also deep-fry some meatballs?"

This is what Chu Wei cold loves to eat again.

"Well, yes, there are also lotus roots and chicken rice flowers that can be fried." Luo Jianjia said.

Listening to the many kinds of things Luo Jianjia said, Chu Wei said coldly: "The shop next to it is only half as big as it is now. Will it be too small and not enough?"

Luo Jianjia said: "No. You can actually take these deep-fried foods home to eat. It is estimated that not many people will stay for dine-in."

"Oh, yes, these things are not the same as spicy skewers. They can be wrapped in oil paper." Chu Wei said coldly. The problem of too many people."

"Well, I really think so." Luo Jianjia said softly.

The two people just chatted one by one.

The sound of rain outside the house is getting louder and louder, and the wind is getting louder and louder. Chu Wei cools down and feels warmth that he has never had before.

He didn't know much about the family's business in the past. Recently, he has been in in-depth contact and has learned a lot. Therefore, he found a problem now.

The atmosphere between the two people was very good, and Chu Wei Leng asked some words.

"Will the fried food be too greasy? If the guests stay to eat, they may not be able to eat it?"

Upon hearing this question, Luo Jianjia felt that Chu Weilian really understood their family's business better than before.

"Yes. So we have to bake more scones. The fried chicken chop is chopped up and placed in the pie. The pie can absorb oil and taste a lot better. Then put some vegetable leaves in it, remove oil."

Chu Wei Leng did not hold back again, swallowed his saliva, and said, "This is a good idea. Can I still make some degreasing soup?"

Luo Jianjia said: "Well, I'm thinking about making some shredded chicken and egg soup, or preparing some juice. For juice, it is better to sell in summer. I don't know if it will be sold in cold weather now."

Chu Wei said coldly: "Let's try it when it's not easy to sell. Let's think of other ways. The food that the lady made in the past is very popular. If this doesn't work, let's change to something else."

Chu Weileng did not blindly support Luo Jianjia's decision like the Zhao and Chu bosses, but was able to put forward his own views appropriately.

This made Luo Jianjia feel very comfortable in such a conversation, and she became more interested in the conversation.

Originally, the two people were separated by a distance of almost one meter. Slowly, for the convenience of speaking, not only did Chu Wei Leng turn his body, Luo Jianjia also turned his body, and the two of them got closer and closer.

Later, she suggested that she could make some sweets or other pancakes, and put the fried things into the pancakes.

As a foodie, Chu Weileng put forward his own opinions.

Although it was raining violently outside and the temperature dropped, the inside of the house felt warm like spring.

The two talked a lot, and before they knew it, the night was late.

Luo Jianjia is used to going to bed early and rarely staying up late, but today she is more interested in chatting, and gradually forgets the time.

However, the biological clock was still there, so she kowtows and dozed while she was talking, and then immediately fell asleep.

Chu Wei Leng marched away from the war. There were countless hours when he stayed up all night, sometimes even for days and nights without sleep, and he got used to it for a long time.

It's rare to be able to talk to his wife at this moment, and he doesn't want to fall asleep at all.

"Can you still steam some steamed buns? The fried stuff is delicious in the fluffy big buns, the lady might as well try it."

Speaking of steamed buns, Chu Wei Leng became more interested.

Unfortunately, he waited for a long time, but did not hear Luo Jianjia's response.

Chu Weilian thought that Luo Jianjia was unwilling, so he said: "If the lady thinks the steamed buns are not suitable, then let's try something else. We must try first. What if someone else likes it like me?"

After speaking, Luo Jianjia still did not respond.

Just now because he had been lying on his side for a long time, and his right arm was uncomfortable, Chu Wei Leng lay flat again.

Therefore, he did not see Luo Jianjia falling asleep.

He thought she was not interested in his proposal.

"Lady?"

He was about to turn his head to take a look at Luo Jianjia, but suddenly there was a little weight on his shoulders, and his arms were hugged again.

And the familiar breathing sound came from the ear.

Listening to the wind outside the house, Chu Wei thought coldly, it's cold, and it's time to add a quilt.