Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 418: Tired

Chapter 418: Chapter 418: Tired

"I’m really surprised, the hot pot restaurant we went to was so busy that day, and it’s been less than a month, how can business drop so much?"

An Wazi scratched his head, recalling the scene of that day at the hot pot restaurant.

"The taste is good, but after eating, you’re left with a smoky smell on your body, which is quite unpleasant. Plus, everything there is terribly expensive." Lin Xiaoquan shook his head, not entirely in agreement.

The most expensive meal at their restaurant currently costs only six taels and six wen coins, with a total of twenty-two dishes consisting of eighteen meat dishes and four vegetarian dishes. But at the hot pot restaurant, the base of the hot pot costs two wen coins, the cheapest is a plate of potato slices for eight wen, and a plate has less than six slices.

If things are expensive, fewer people will go. Those who can afford it, why would they want their bodies carrying that smell?

"We need to make some changes ourselves."

After listening to Lin Xiaoquan’s words, Nanzhi finally spoke up.

The weather is getting colder and colder, making it difficult to continue selling barbecue skewers.

There’s no gas stove here, so you can’t keep the dishes hot at all times in the dead of winter without heating and air conditioning. I’m afraid that in less than a month, business here will go downhill as well.

Barbecue business is most profitable in the summer. Now that autumn is here, they need to start selling some other items in the restaurant.

"Boss, is there a problem with my cooking skills?"

Xu Chou had been sitting there all along. Hearing Nanzhi talking about changing the menu, he started panicking right away.

Ever since he found out that his father was still alive, he had been somewhat distracted, worrying that he might have made a mistake while working.

Knowing that he had misunderstood her, Nanzhi assured him with a glance before picking up a skewer of meat from the table and handing it over.

"Take a good look at this and give it a taste."

Xu Chou accepted the meat skewer, looked at it closely for a quite while before finally understanding after taking a bite.

The skewer of meat had been served less than half an hour ago, but it was already completely cold.

A few days ago when it was hot, the cold meat wouldn’t solidify into a layer of fat, but now, chewing it carefully, one could feel a layer of grease sticking to the roof of the mouth. Naturally, the taste of cold meat couldn’t compare to when it was hot.

It’s only September now. As the weather gets colder, the taste of the skewers will probably get even worse.

"Once the meat gets cold, the taste does decrease somewhat..."

"Now that the weather is cooling down, our barbecue skewers probably won’t last much longer either. We need to think of some other dishes to serve soon."

Nanzhi tapped the table, and the several old hands in the main hall also started brainstorming.

"Boss, can we also make soup pots?" Lun Daliang rubbed his shiny forehead, his tone tentative.

Every place has soup pots, but the tastes differ greatly. It is said that Hongfu Building initially started out making soup pots.

Even now, every winter, the Hongfu Building is still packed with customers.

Now that hot pots have emerged, he was contemplating whether they should give it a shot.

Nanzhi also had a slight headache.

Although she was a part-time student in many areas, in reality, she was only a freshman. Regardless of her ten plus years of experience in this village, she was still just an ordinary country girl.

Being fully aware of her knowledge from part-time double duties and establishing San Wei Residence was already a great fortune. Now, with the restaurant seeking transformation and innovation, she was clueless.

After all, her only exposure to high-end restaurants was when she worked as a waitress for a month.

She wasn’t familiar with anything else.

"Let’s check it out again tomorrow. You guys think about it tonight too. If anyone has any good ideas, let’s discuss them together tomorrow."

After Nanzhi left, she didn’t hurry home. Instead, she walked alone in the street, watching her shadow stretch out long under the moonlight.

Lately, she had felt a bit uneasy. At first, she thought it was because of the incident with Hen Xiang that bothered her, but now she understood.

Everything was progressing too smoothly, yet at the same time it made her uneasy.

She remembered that this was a world of fiction.

If her role was the female lead, her successful career and blissful family life should have led to the conclusion.

But she was just a supporting character in the novel. Even though she was living off-script, she always felt uneasy.

Nanzhi was preoccupied and wasn’t paying much attention to her surroundings, especially her continuously furrowed brow.

It wasn’t until she bumped into someone that she looked up, ready to apologize.

Unexpectedly, she met Shen Wenchen’s gaze.

The man’s peach blossom eyes were filled with affection but also a hint of displeasure.

"Shen... Wenchen?"

Looking at the man before her, Nanzhi blinked, slightly uncertain.

A few days ago, Shen Wenchen had traveled out of the city with the eleventh, saying that he wouldn’t return for at least half a month, so why would he appear here?

"It’s so late, and you’re rushing along with your head down?" Shen Wenchen gazed at his wife standing in front of him, a touch of reproach in his voice.

Now in September, the weather is quite cold. Yet his little wife was wearing light clothing, heart full of worries as she walked along at night.

She didn’t seem to fear stumbling or falling.

"I was just lost in thought." Nanzhi saw him annoyed and explained quietly.

"Even so, you need to be careful." Shen Wenchen’s face was stern, hugging his tiny woman into his arms.

"I’ll take you home."

"Okay."

Stealing a glance at the governor’s mansion not more than ten meters away, Nanzhi pouted, not saying anything else. She simply let herself be held by him like a bird sheltering in a person, as the two of them returned home together.

The stern and heartless governor, who was in the eyes of outsiders, completely collapsed the moment he stepped into the courtyard, tightly embracing Nanzhi and burying his face in her neck.

The familiar scent seemed to soothe one’s heart. Feeling her warmth, his heart gradually settled.

He had rushed back home just a quarter of an hour ago but hadn’t seen Nanzhi. He thought something had happened to her.

He exited the door in a hurry, only to see the woman he adored, walking back slowly with her head down, as if she was stepping on ants. That moment, he was almost rushed over to pick her up and spank her butt.

"Nannan, come home earlier in the future. You’re not allowed to stay outside so late."

Shen Wenchen buried his face in her neck, and every time he spoke, his warm breath would spray on her skin, making her feel tingly all over.

"I got it. I’m not a child." Nan Zhi touched his head before letting out a sigh.

"Even so, it’s not allowed." Shen Wenchen raised his head, his peach blossom eyes meeting hers.

"I worry about your safety. Nannan, if possible, I hope you don’t have to work so hard as you do now. I know you want to have your own career, but I worry about you."

Looking at his sincere gaze, Nanzhi fell silent.

She wasn’t actually tired.

Ping’s uncle and Liao Da managed the affairs of the restaurant, and Ling Long took care of the small courtyard.

She just didn’t want to...spend all day cooped up in the governor’s mansion, playing the role of so-called "governor’s wife".

"Wenchen..."

"Hmm, I’m here."

The man’s gaze was incredibly gentle, and his tone was even gentler and indulgent.

"I’m a bit tired."

Nanzhi closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, they were full of exhaustion.

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