Chapter 138 Flatbread Rolls with Tofu [Second Update]

Saying they're already divorced isn't accurate, since they haven't received the divorce certificate yet.

But this was enough to make Yao Qingqin happy.

She hasn't been back to her husband's house for more than three months since she moved out.

The husband's family also went from initially trying to reconcile the couple to later pleading with them. Yao's mother had criticized them for not being sincere enough, but later Yao Qingqin's parents-in-law brought their son to apologize in person.

The arrogance of the past is gone; now the other party keeps saying "it's for the sake of the child."

Upon hearing this, Yao's mother sneered: "For the child? I haven't seen you do anything for the child. You won't spend any money, and these past few months the child has been with me, has any of you even come to see him once? Stop talking nonsense, it's laughable. I have only one word for you: divorce."

Yao Qingqin's mother-in-law was anxious: "How can you be so easy to divorce? The child is almost four years old. If you talk about divorce now, won't people laugh at us? In-laws, we were wrong before, and we will change immediately. If Xiaoqin wants to work, let her go. I'll give her my husband's entire monthly salary. She can do whatever she wants... It's better to tear down ten temples than to break up one marriage!"

Yao's mother couldn't bear to look at this family: "Do you really think my daughter cares about your meager salary? You're just taking advantage of the fact that she couldn't leave home with her child a few years ago, aren't you? You're right, the child is almost four years old, she's old enough to understand things, but you're still just as muddle-headed. Let's do this: either we get a divorce, or my daughter stays here and we all suffer together."

After Yao's mother finished speaking, Yao Qingqin's mother-in-law tried to persuade her again, but her son had already become angry and kicked the door of Yao Qingqin's house.

"Mom, you don't need to be so humble! She just looks down on me because I'm poor, huh? Ha, I've finally figured out how she's a gold digger. She's got a little money and she's all high and mighty. To put it bluntly, she's just a street vendor, who cares! Let's get a divorce! I've wanted to say this for years: good women bring good fortune to their husbands. I haven't made any money since she married into the family, so it's perfect, let's just part ways!"

After saying that, he left his embarrassed parents behind.

Yao's mother's eyes were full of coldness: "How rich were you when we married into the family? You haven't made your fortune yet, you don't support your family, you're not ambitious, and you don't care about your children. If you can't make your fortune, I think it will be difficult for you in the future. Fine, since we've said this much, I'll have Xiaoqin take leave in a few days and get the formalities done as soon as possible."

Yao Qingqin's parents-in-law felt a wave of dizziness; at this point, there was no way to salvage the situation.

...

Although Yao Qingqin was angry that her ex-husband had come to cause trouble after she returned home, she was still relieved that he agreed to divorce her.

The two rushed to make a divorce appointment on the last working day before the Lunar New Year, and will be able to get their marriage certificate in another month.

Yao Qingqin used child support payments as leverage to force the other party to issue a notarized document agreeing to change the child's surname.

Her ex-husband sneered and threw the notarized document at her: "She's just a little girl. If she doesn't want to take my surname, then so be it. And don't ever associate with me if I become successful in the future."

Yao Qingqin accepted the notarized document and chuckled, "Don't worry, we won't get involved with you, and you shouldn't get involved with me either. I'd rather beg for food than come to your door, and you'd better not be bedridden and become a burden to my daughter."

Her ex-husband was filled with anger, but when he looked at Yao Qingqin, he didn't dare to curse her as casually as before. He huffed and puffed and said, "Just you wait and see."

When Yao Qingqin returned home, she happily told her mother about the notarization.

The family was struggling to find a name for their child.

Yao Qingqin brought her daughter today, partly because the shop wasn't busy and she wanted to bring her daughter over to play for a while, and partly because she wanted to hear Wen's mother's opinion.

"My mom suggested Yao Yueyue, my dad said Yao Yuanyuan. My brother and sister-in-law said either way was fine, but my nephew was really eager to come up with a name, he wrote on a piece of paper that was all about Zihan Jiaojiao..."

Yao Qingqin: "My eyes are blurry."

She couldn't find a solution, but she had to hurry. After all, her ex-husband had softened his stance, but who knew when he would cause trouble again? She had to change things quickly while the child was still young.

Wen Fan happened to come to the store and was also curious about this. He came over to look at the names. The first few names were simple, but the last few were more and more complicated.

Yao Qingqin warmly welcomed Wen Fan's suggestions.

The Wen family held extraordinary significance for Yao Qingqin. If she hadn't witnessed the relationship between Wen's parents and their love for their daughter, Wen Fan, she might have remained oblivious and thought her ex-husband wasn't so bad after all. But after seeing other people's happiness, she realized how wrong she had been.

Upon seeing Wen Fan, she felt even more that she couldn't delay any longer; she hoped that her daughter would be as generous and open-minded as Wen Fan in the future.

After reading it, Wen Fan said that he was also unable to help, as her name had been bestowed by the Empress Dowager in the palace.

As for this lifetime...

Wen Fan quietly asked his mother how he got his name.

After a moment of silence, Wen's mother whispered that when she found her, she had a wooden tag around her neck with the words written on it.

The top part is a Sanskrit character.

The orphanage left the note, wondering if anyone would come looking for it. But when Wen's parents adopted Wen Fan, they didn't change it.

After speaking, Wen's mother secretly observed her daughter's expression. Wen Fan, as always, did not take it to heart at all.

Meanwhile, Yao Qingqin received a call from her father.

Yao's father said he consulted a fortune teller and came up with the name Yao Huang.

"Red and purple flowers compete for attention, but the Yao Huang variety is the most fragrant when it blooms late."

Yao Qingqin took a liking to it at first sight.

Little Yao Huang was unaware that he had been given the name Peony, and sat on the stool looking left and right.

Wen's mother brought out a plate, and she even knew to pull out a stool for her.

Wen's mother gently stroked the child's head and enthusiastically shared Wen Fan's new work.

"Come and try this, Chinese sausage fried rice."

Once the year-end is over, we'll immediately face the task of revising the store's menu.

Wen Fan is going back to his studies, and his father is still the only one running the shop.

As the weather gradually warms up, cold dishes and braised dishes can be served in April and May.

But it's not the right time yet.

I'll still make the beef offal stew as usual.

Wen Fan was too busy before the New Year and didn't want to tire his father out, so he added an extra fried rice dish.

Even if Wen's father's skills weren't outstanding, the sausages were homemade.

Chinese sausage fried rice is delicious even with a simple recipe.

Yao Qingqin served her daughter a small bowl of fried rice. The little girl ate the fried rice obediently, and then suddenly said, "Mom, this is the sausage we eat during Chinese New Year."

Yao Qingqin smiled and said, "Yes."

Before the end of the year, Wen's mother gave gifts to Yao Qingqin and the two winter break workers. Yao Qingqin received fifteen catties of local pork and five catties of sausage. The other two received ten catties of pork and three catties of sausage.

Needless to say, the local pork was a real delicacy. As soon as Yao Qingqin brought it home, her parents surrounded her, praising it as a wonderful thing.

Slice the pork into thin slices, and it tastes delicious even with just a simple addition of potatoes and cabbage.

The family ate fifteen catties of pork from before the Lunar New Year until after. In the end, they even gave three catties to Yao Qingqin's brother and sister-in-law, who treasured it and took it south with ice packs.

And the sausages, whether sliced ​​or stir-fried, fill the air with aroma. Especially the Cantonese style; Yao Qingqin's brother and sister-in-law exclaimed as they ate that they might not even find such delicious sausages in the South.

Little Yao Huang also loves this sausage. Now, when she eats sausage in fried rice, she doesn't need to be fed; she just waves her little spoon and starts eating.

The fried rice is dry, fragrant, and oily, with each grain of rice distinct. It's served with sausage, eggs, carrots, corn kernels, and green peas, making it both visually appealing and delicious.

After leaving her daughter to eat by herself, Yao Qingqin rubbed her hands together and asked Wen Fan what his snack stall sold.

She's full of energy now, and feels like she can be busy from morning till night!

Wen Fan tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Sell... flatbread rolls with tofu."

School starts again soon, and when it comes to food for students, it's best to choose something that's easy to take away.

Wen Fan immediately thought of flatbread rolled with tofu.

The dough can be made in advance, along with fried tofu slices, dried tofu sheets, dried orchids, eggs, kelp, sausages... it's all very convenient.

Even the food cart at the entrance doesn't need to be changed; you just need to move the braising pot to the front.

Yao Qingqin was naturally more than willing. After listening to Wen Fan's explanation, she said that she had no problem and could get up early in the morning.

She was willing, but Wen's mother said it wouldn't work.

“Three meals a day, breakfast and lunch, who can keep going like this? Xiao Yao, there’s something I’ve thought about, and I’d like to tell you about it…”

This thought had been swirling in Wen's mother's mind for a long time, and now she had finally made up her mind.

“I’m planning to hire another person… Don’t worry, it’s not to replace you. I just want you to be in charge of everything at the food stall.”

The shop was already very busy. Last semester, Yao Qingqin actually did the work of several people. Wen's mother saw this and knew that she was eager to make money, but when would she finish making money? After all, health was the most important thing.

"Boss lady, I..."

Yao Qingqin was getting anxious and was about to speak when Wen's mother interrupted her.

"Let me explain first, and then you can think about it."

“You’ve seen the situation at the shop. We really can’t take care of the food stall. Many times, Lao Wen and I also want to rest a little longer in the morning… Here’s what we’ll do: we’ll cook three meals a day for you at the food stall, and in return, we’ll convert your wages into a profit-sharing arrangement.”

"The recipes and such will naturally remain with the store; your job is mainly based on how much you work, the more you earn."

Wen's mother had been thinking about this for a while, but it was her daughter's experience selling sausage seasoning powder before the New Year that gave her the idea.

That's the downside of small shops: no matter how well they do, it's hard to increase production.

Adding the food stall to the mix, Wen's mother felt that she was still a bit dizzy from being so busy last year.

So we decided to outsource it. The store space and materials were provided by the store. Yao Qingqin is a diligent person, so maybe she could do a better job if we split the work.

As for hiring...

Wen's mother discussed it with her daughter once, and Wen Fan also felt that there were too few people in the kitchen, and it would be best to hire someone with some basic skills.

This can sometimes help alleviate some of the father's work in preparing the food.

Wen's mother told Yao Qingqin that it was a 20/80 split.

Yao Qingqin quickly realized Wen's mother's intention.

"...Boss lady...can I come work here on the weekend too?"

Wen's mother smiled: "Of course."

After the 20/80 split, if Yao Qingqin only works weekdays, based on last year's income forecast, her monthly income would be estimated to be in the range of seven or eight thousand, which would be better than it is now.

Weekends can be included.

Thinking of the salary of over ten thousand yuan, Yao Qingqin exclaimed excitedly, "I'm willing!"