Mr. He called He Yongping and said that his mother had asked him to bring a lot of peanuts and free-range eggs, and asked when he could come to pick them up.

"You can keep it for yourselves. My Shanshan and Xiaofei are with you, and they've caused you a lot of trouble."

"These two children are well-behaved and have helped us a lot."

"Lingling came back and told me about Huiya's situation. When is he being discharged from the hospital? Have Dayong and Jinfeng come?"

“They came this morning. It will probably be another two days before they are discharged. They are coming to my place for a meal then. Are you coming? If you come, you can take the things back with you. My Linlin said she wanted to come to your place today, but the peanuts and eggs weigh dozens of pounds. She definitely can't carry them.”

"That's fine too. You see, they're coming on a certain day. I'll come on the same day too. Just give me a call in advance so I can ask for leave."

Since He Hui has had such an accident, as a neighbor and someone who works in the same city, I definitely have to go and visit him.

After hanging up the phone, Mr. He went to the food factory to teach Mrs. He how to make egg roll batter.

This is simple, even simpler than making the crunchy bits inside glutinous rice balls.

With more workers and machines now, several vats of egg roll batter need to be prepared at once.

Mr. He made two batches first, and then let Mrs. He do it. He guided her from the side, and the two egg beaters worked together to prepare twelve batches.

There are currently eighteen machines in total, and six of them are not yet in use because the current production capacity is sufficient. We will start stocking them up in another week, and then they will be needed.

So at the current pace, they can make ten batches of egg roll batter in about four hours. It's 10:30 now, and the staff are already processing the first few batches. That means they'll have to come back at 1:30 to prepare the egg roll batter again.

With no need to go to the Bosi factory, Aunt He could then focus her energy on the food factory.

After making the egg roll batter, she took stock of the raw materials. She needed to be aware of everything that happened at the factory.

When Mr. He returned to the fast food restaurant, the fish and chicken were already fried.

Now He Wenlin and Lin Fei are stir-frying vegetables and chives with eggs, and they'll stir-fry the spicy chicken last. It just so happens that He's father is back, so he and Lin Fei can help out.

At 10:50, He Wenlin's leek omelet and greens were ready, and He Wenlin let her father kick the stove back to her.

He watched from the sidelines and gave them pointers on how to stir-fry spicy chicken.

He Wenlin had done it once before, so they knew the general steps.

To be on the safe side, He Wenlin told them to cook a small batch for the first time, so that if they messed it up or the taste wasn't up to par, they could eat it themselves.

After it was cooked, He Wenlin tasted it first.

"It tastes good, you can take it to go, you should try it too." He Wenlin handed them chopsticks.

Mr. He took a bite and was quite pleased with his cooking skills.

Next, they stir-fried all three pots together, increasing the quantity, while He Wenlin continued to watch from the side.

Every time a batch is cooked, He Wenlin tastes it with them to ensure the taste is good and to maintain a good reputation.

"Now that you've mastered this dish, I'll teach you how to make hand-grabbed rice in a few days."

Lin Fei: "Eat with your hands? You eat it with your hands."

Upon hearing this, He Wenlin laughed and said, "I don't mind if you use your hands to grab it."

Mr. He: "What is this made of? It doesn't sound like a proper dish."

"It's mainly pork ribs and carrots, with a little bit of onion. This dish is also very suitable from the No. 2 shop over there. Tomorrow, ask Boss Liu to send an extra ten catties of pork ribs so we can make three pots ourselves to try."

He Wenlin learned this dish from her boss. It's called "hand-grabbed rice," but it's actually just rice and vegetables cooked together. However, it tastes so good that He Wenlin can eat three bowls every time!

The method is also very simple, and it is easy for beginners to learn.

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After the dishes were cooked, He Wenlin cut five more chilled watermelons and arranged them on six trays so that guests who came to pick up their meals could eat them.

Because of her business model of repeat customers, He Wenlin now sets aside one day each month to prepare some chilled watermelon cut into small triangles for customers who come to pick up their meals.

Although He Wenlin doesn't have any real competitors right now, who knows what the future holds?

Occasionally offering a discount can increase customer loyalty and make customers feel more positive about your fast food restaurant.

There were six trays of watermelon. He Wenlin took out four trays first, leaving two for later, so that later guests wouldn't miss out.

At 12:05 noon, everyone rushed into the store like a swarm of bees.

"There's freshly cut iced watermelon here, everyone come and have some to cool off," Dad He called out.

"Boss He is back."

"I heard Mr. He bought a house. Mr. He is going to make a fortune!"

"With such a large business and so many stores, you must be making tens of thousands a day."

Several people from Jiangxi Province teased He's father, their faces betraying their envy.

Originally, everyone was just an employee, but He's father transformed into a boss, and now he has even bought a house here and settled down!

They felt so bitter!

Hearing everyone's praise, Mr. He was overjoyed and laughed, "Ten thousand or eight thousand a day? I'd love to, but I can't even make ten thousand or eight thousand a month, let alone a day."

"You have a fast food restaurant here, a breakfast shop over there, and you even opened a food factory selling egg rolls. With such good business, you must have earned at least ten thousand or twenty thousand?" Jiang Dahong looked incredulous. "You're not afraid we'll borrow money from you, are you?"

"What are you saying? I just took out a loan to buy a dilapidated old apartment in the countryside, and I'm broke. I'd like to borrow money from you guys."

Jiang Dahong: "Daming, you're becoming more and more dishonest. You're asking me for money? A big boss asking me for money? Don't be ridiculous."

Others quickly chimed in, "You're complaining about being poor to us? Our factory alone spends several hundred yuan a day at your place. And there are other factories too. If you, the big boss, don't have money, who does?"

Jiang Dahong: "Next time we play Texas Hold'em, let's lose some to us poor working-class folks."

"You still want to play cards? I heard the factory got a big order. You won't have an easy time for the next two months. You want to play cards? You're dreaming."

When this was mentioned, the people at the Persian silk factory all looked pale and sickly.

Others chimed in, "They only got one day off for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and now they're working overtime every day. They're exhausted. I heard they won't even get a holiday for National Day."

Mr. He laughed: "Working overtime is tiring, but it's profitable."

In garment factories where piecework is the norm, some fast workers can earn a considerable wage if they work overtime when there's a lot of work to do.

“I’m so tired. I heard that He Hui and Zhou Libo made a lot of money selling rice balls. I’m thinking of learning from them too. What do you think, Lao He?” Jiang Dahong asked.

"Sure, we can give you a discount on tuition."

Can I buy on credit?

"I'm afraid I can't offer credit; this is a small business to begin with."

"We're such good friends, just let me pay on credit."

"That won't do. There are so many fellow villagers and acquaintances here, and they're all asking for credit. Should I agree or not?"

Are you kidding me? They've learned to run away without paying. Where are you going to find them?