Although there are mostly vegetable gangs and coarse noodles inside, the taste is good, the day before, there were many refugees outside the noodle restaurant, and they lined up to buy the stewed noodles.

Pei Xiaoqing asked the guys to fill them up, and the three sons tried their best to keep their fill.

The restaurant is small, and most of the refugees took the noodles outside the restaurant. They squatted under the corner of the wall and ate the noodles while watching the pedestrians coming and going. Although they were shabby, they were better than having a bowl of hot noodle soup than hungry.

Although there were many customers on the first day, they were not too profitable. After ingots, they only looked like five jin of money. Apart from expenses, they still made two jin of money. Compared to Feng Mingxuan, this little profit is really nothing, so they are a little discouraged, but Pei Xiaoqing is full of confidence:

"Didn't it just open today? Many people don't know yet. Haven't you seen more and more refugees on the street? Tongzhou, Datong is now on war, so the people there are rushing here, and the capital is not peaceful, and the people in the city are also coming to the countryside. The rich naturally live in the village or other places, but most of them are middle-class families. If you have no relatives and friends to invest in, living in the town will be too expensive and you will not be able to cover it. Sooner or later, you will become a guest of our restaurant."

Yuanbao looked disdainful and pretended to be elegant with a fan: "That's not as good as Feng Mingxuan. One or two tables of dishes can earn the harvest of your restaurant a day. You are not so tired yet."

Pei Xiaoqing smiled but didn't say anything, and pulled the abacus to calculate his own.

A Zhong, a servant invited, came over and said, "The pigs you bought have arrived. Should the girl be sent to the restaurant or put them in the kitchen?"

Pei Xiaoqing said: "Send it to the kitchen."

While saying that, he put down his account book and went into the inner room.

After a while, I changed into a neat short dress, and the hairpin on my head was so tight that it was only a wooden hairpin left, looking like a country girl.

"What are the girls doing? Those things are so dirty that you won't go to do them by yourself." Zi Sang was anxious.

"Yes, I just went to do it myself. The smell of pig water is too strong. I have to teach some guys how to do it, otherwise no one will eat it even if it is made." Pei Xiaoqing went into the backyard indifferently.

The two guys had cleared the pig intestines several times, but the smell was still there. Pei Xiaoqing went over and washed them several times with her own method. Then she asked the guy to put clean water in the big pot and threw all the pig intestines into the heat to cook.

Yuanbao looked lazily, shook his head while looking, and said with emotion: "Sometimes I really can't figure it out. Young master, are you really the fourth lady of the Pei family? I feel like a lady of a noble family than you. How can I even know how to get pigs into the water? These cheap things are unwilling to eat even the tenants in the countryside."

Pei Xiaoqing smiled indifferently and said, "When I get it out, you can eat it again. After a while, the officials and bosses want to eat it, they have to queue up to everyone to buy it."

Yuanbao disagreed and shrugged. Seeing Pei Xiaoqing sweating profusely, he rolled up his sleeves and came over. He was very strong and had a few pots of intestines under his hands. He quickly rubbed and washed them all.

As soon as the water was boiled, Pei Xiaoqing took out the intestines.

Boil the water again, cut the intestines into small pieces, and then add dried cinnamon, star anise, and dried peppers, peppers, and grass fruit and bay leaves.
Chapter completed!