My Sister Opens a Restaurant in Chang'an

Shen Yichuan came over and was being collected for debt. My mother had just died, leaving behind a shabby restaurant and a six-year-old brother. The stove was half collapsed and the chopping board was moldy. The creditor blocked the door and cursed, while the younger brother squatted behind the stove and peeled garlic, tears falling down his face. Shen Yi returned the leftover soup on the stove to the pot, added salt and wild onions, and brought it to the creditor. The creditor took a sip and cried. Half a month's grace period. When she went out to the stall the next day, she squatted in front of the stove kneading dough, wearing a short gown she had cut herself, with her back exposed to the sun. The first bowl of noodles was sold, and my palms were all sweaty. A bowl of "Nianxiang" noodles made the old man passing by cry. One bowl makes people smile. A bowl of it will stop the quarreling couple. The stall went from no one coming to a queue. The creditor came to collect the debt, saw people queuing up, and left on his own. The store was open, and an account book was taken out. Her mother was silenced. Shen Yi used the emotional dishes to test them one by one. Who has a guilty conscience, who has dropped his chopsticks, who is sweating. After collecting the evidence, she brought the last bowl of noodles to the man. The man didn't dare to eat. The case was overturned. Restaurants reopened. Twice-cooked pork, fish-flavored shredded pork, Kung Pao chicken - each dish was served, and the eaters cried and laughed. The emperor came for a private visit incognito and had a meal without any money. Shen Yi said: "No money? There is a basin for washing dishes at the door." Wu Weiyang comes every now and then. It takes half an hour to eat a bowl of noodles. Shen Yi said "Don't sit there to block the light" and put an extra spoonful of oil in his bowl every time. Shen Yi squatted at the door of the back kitchen of the new store, and Wu Weiyang brought a bowl of water over. She took it and took a sip: "How long do you plan to stand at the door?" "I'm not leaving." "Okay, then you wash the dishes."