"Easy to say."
Lin Wan nodded and looked at the shopkeeper: "Can I stay?"
When it came to business, the shopkeeper put down the bowls and chopsticks with a straight face.
"You have no choice in your skills. It looks like you came from a big restaurant. But how did you come to my small temple like this?"
"I accidentally hit someone in a Yangzhou restaurant and got into a lawsuit. I didn't dare to go to the city, so I wanted to find a place to live here. Don't worry, I don't want wages, I just want a full meal."
The shopkeeper held his chin and looked at it more carefully.
This shopkeeper runs a post house on the official road. How many people will he meet when coming and going?
If I don't make up a serious problem, I'm afraid I won't be able to get through.
"Since you committed a crime, how dare I keep you?"
"The thieves went too far. I made a mistake. Please give me a way out. Not only can I cook, but I can also do chores."
"These days, there's no room for even a cook? Hey! That's it, you can stay. But you have to behave yourself. If something happens, I won't keep you. Also, if an official comes to find you, You run for your own life, we will not protect you."
"Okay, okay, thank you, shopkeeper." Lin Wanjie bowed repeatedly, with a very humble attitude.
The shopkeeper said: "My surname is Li, my name is Ziren, and this is my daughter's name Qiangwei."
"Shopkeeper Li, sister Weiwei. My surname is Lin and my name is An."
Lin Wanjie bowed to both sides, Li Ziren nodded, and Qiangwei quickly went to clean up a woodshed for Lin Wanjie.
While Qiangwei was cleaning up the house, she was very curious about Lin Wanjie's cooking skills and asked, "Brother Lin, your cooking skills are really good, who did you learn them from?"
Lin Wanjie thought about it and made a joke: "Learn from self-media."
"The master named Zi?" Qiangwei thought the name was a bit strange, but didn't think much about it, and asked, "Brother Lin, does he have any special skills? Can you teach them to me?"
"I'll teach you how to make starch tomorrow."
"What is starch?"
"It is made by grinding mung beans or various beans into a pulp and then settling. It can be used not only on fish, but also on any meat to prevent the loss of moisture in the meat."
"Okay, okay!" Qiangwei clapped her hands and seemed to have a new question.
Lin Wanjie remembered his own work, frowned and said, "It's getting late, I need to take a rest."
"Oh." Qiangwei responded weakly, looking a little disappointed.
After Qiangwei left, Lin Wanjie fell asleep quickly.
The environment of this dilapidated woodshed is almost the same as that of the Xiao family's small thatched cottage. Sleeping here actually feels familiar.
The woodshed also has a skylight. When you see the stars tonight through the skylight, you will inevitably think of Yu Jiaoer, the eldest lady and the entire Xiao family.
Lin Wanjie will also wonder, when will he be able to escape the fate of being a servant?
When can I regain my freedom?
When can I sleep in my own house, have a big soft bed, hold Yu Jiaoer in my arms and enjoy her tenderness?
It has been less than half a year since the time travel, and other time travelers have long since become masters, either rich, high-ranking officials, or having wives and concubines.
Only I am still standing still...
Now I have to risk my life to stay under someone else’s roof.
Lin Wanjie slapped himself on the forehead and fell into a drowsy sleep.
Early the next morning, Lin Wanjie was woken up by the waiter.
The other party was a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old. He was very small and could not reach Lin Wanjie's shoulders, but he had a big temper. When he met Lin Wanjie, he didn't even say hello. He pointed at the top of his head and shouted: "Look, When has this been? You are still sleeping! Are we still making good sounds? I don’t know what the shopkeeper likes in you, so he actually let you stay as a cook! As a cook, you should work hard and don’t think about being lazy every day. "
Lin Wanjie looked at the sky, it was not yet Chen hour.
None of the guests in the posthouse were awake.
"Anyone ordering now?"
"What's wrong with no one ordering? No need to do anything if no one orders? Has the lobby outside been cleaned? You don't have any eyesight at all!"
The little man kept chattering. Lin Wanjie originally didn't want to pay attention to it, but this man asked him to clean the hall.
this is not OK!
Lin Wanjie didn't want to be seen by more people. There were people coming and going in the hall. The more people saw him, the greater the possibility of being caught behind the incident.
"I'm the cook and you're the waiter. If I'm not mistaken, it's your job to clean the hall, right?"
"Hey! Why don't you understand, you idiot? I asked you to clean the hall to give you a chance to show off. You were working just now, how can you stand up if you don't perform well in front of the shopkeeper? If you are sensible, do it quickly, don't Make the shopkeeper angry.”
With that said, he forced the broom in his hand to Lin Wanjie.
Lin Wanjie ignored him at all, threw away the broom and turned towards the kitchen.
"You idiot!"
The waiter in the shop was clinging to him like candy, and kept provoking him. Suddenly, he saw Lin Wanjie turning around and glaring.
Lin Wanjie's momentum was gone, he clicked Eryi and sat down on the ground. He felt that he was not a person in front of him, but a big black bear that could go berserk at any time!
This momentum was accumulated by Lin Wanjie's life-and-death battles with the White Lotus Sect. What the heck is a little handyman?
With just one look, Lin Wanjie could scare him to death.
The waiter was really frightened, his back was cold and his heart was pounding with fear. Apart from being frightened, he was thinking, where on earth did this character come from?
Is this sharp look just a cook?
Although the waiter is a small person, he has not met many people, and his knowledge is not as good as that of the shopkeeper.
He is even more perceptive than the shopkeeper.
The waiter in the shop had never seen Lin Da's eyes before, not even the border guard general who occasionally appeared in the post house had such a sharp look.
The waiter in the shop already had doubts about Lin Wanjie's identity.
When the two looked at each other, Li Qiangwei ran out and shouted happily: "Brother Lin, while you have nothing to do now, teach me how to make starch."
After saying that, Qiangwei came between the two of them, looked around, and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"
Lin Wanjie said calmly: "It's nothing. I wonder what this guy's name is?"
"His name is Xu Xiaoqi."
Lin Wan nodded and went straight to the kitchen.
"Xiao Qi, why are you still standing there? Go and clean the hall quickly. The guests will all wake up later."
"Yes, Miss." Xu Xiaoqi looked at Lin Wanjie reluctantly, then turned around and asked, "Miss, who is this person?"
"I am the chef of Yangzhou Restaurant."
"Sure?"
"Of course I'm sure, I cook very well."
Xu Xiaoqi squinted his eyes and said: "Miss, I think this person is not simple, and his identity must be extraordinary. I have to go and talk to the shopkeeper, such a dangerous person cannot stay in the inn."
Qiangwei knew that Brother Lin had committed a crime. When Xu Xiaoqi became suspicious, she said, "Go and do your own thing quickly. You don't need to go to the lobby for these things. Dad knows it well."
