"Mom!" When Xiaoyu saw that it wasn't the nanny or Grandpa Wei, he was so frightened that he immediately turned around, took short steps, and ran over to hug Fang Yan's legs.
Fang Yan took his hand and looked at the man standing inside the door. "Hello, we're looking for Grandpa Wei. We don't know if he's home?"
The man wasn't young, probably around thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, with a refined demeanor and a touch of the worldly experience of someone from officialdom.
"So you were looking for..."
The man had just opened his mouth when Old Master Wei, along with his old friends, returned from outside.
Seeing Fang Yan and her son from afar, he called out happily, "Little Fang, Little Fish, you're here!"
Little Fish ran happily towards him, "Grandpa Wei, my mom and I came to see you, Grandpa Shen, and Grandpa Gao, but you're not home?"
"Isn't the holiday coming up soon? I wanted to go to the market to buy some meat, but I was too late and all the meat I wanted was sold out. I couldn't buy any."
As Mr. Wei explained, when he returned, he ran into some old friends who were out eating motherwort soup.
He also ordered a bowl of motherwort tea, thinking that Fang Yan would be coming to deliver the mooncakes today.
The six old men came back together again.
“Ah Hong, this is Xiao Fang, whom I told you about,” Master Wei said to the man inside the door as he led Xiao Yu Zai back. Turning back, he introduced Fang Yan as if to her, “Xiao Fang, this is my son. You can call him Third Brother Wei.”
This is his youngest son; he had two other sons before him.
"Brother Wei," Fang Yan greeted the man in a generous manner, and then looked at Old Master Wei and the others, "Gentlemen, I have finished making the mooncakes and egg yolk pastries, and I'm bringing them over to you early today."
Several old men pitched in to help, and Mr. Wei's son also helped carry the load. Together, they carried dozens of kilograms of mooncakes and egg yolk pastries inside in no time.
Fang Yan meticulously recorded which old man ordered how many boxes of mooncakes, how many kilograms of loose mooncakes, and how many egg yolk pastries he requested, writing them down and pasting them on the table.
"Xiao Fang is efficient and clear in his work. We don't need to divide things up, Xiao Fang has already divided them up for us."
Grandpa Wei really liked Fang Yan's work style and would always praise her.
Wei Jiahong is at home today because of these mooncakes; the inspection team is ending their inspection today and returning home.
Old Master Wei had told him long ago that ordering mooncakes from Fang Yan would guarantee his satisfaction.
After all, he hadn't even seen the mooncakes yet, and he was afraid that something made by a country bumpkin who had never seen the world would be unbearable to look at.
So I stayed home today, waiting for Fang Yan to come over.
At the same time, the secretary arranged for him to go shopping at a mall to see what he could present as a presentable item without any suspicion of bribery.
If the mooncakes made by Fang Yan were not presentable, he would immediately ask his secretary to go to the mall to buy something else.
"How about it? I told you long ago, put your mind at ease. The food Xiao Fang makes tastes amazing, and it looks beautiful too."
Grandpa Wei brought the mooncakes over to show his son, "Look at this packaging, how beautiful and high-end it is! You couldn't buy such beautiful mooncakes even if you went to the provincial capital, could you?"
The packaging box was specially designed by Fang Yan from a packaging material factory; it was exceptionally high-end.
Wei Jiahong looked at the mooncakes Fang Yan brought and was very satisfied. "Very good, excellent!"
My father is right. Even if you go to the provincial capital, you might not be able to buy such high-end and beautiful mooncakes.
"Thank you for your hard work!" Wei Jiahong said to Fang Yan and began loading mooncakes and egg yolk pastries into his car.
Fang Yan then realized that Grandpa Wei had ordered so many mooncakes and egg yolk pastries to give to his son as gifts.
Fortunately, she put thought into the mooncake packaging and designed it to be beautiful; otherwise, she would have embarrassed the old man.
I brought samples of mooncakes and egg yolk pastries last time so that the old men could taste them.
However, the old men, like children, insisted that they had forgotten what the last tasted like.
Then I took out a few mooncakes from the bulk section and ate them.
He also took a few egg yolk pastries and ate them.
Little Fish really likes Grandpa Wei and the others. He has such a sweet tongue, I don't know where he learned it from, calling them "Grandpa" this and "Grandpa" that he has the old men laughing and joking with delight.
The nanny went to buy groceries and isn't home.
Fang Yan then went to make them a cup of tea, worried that they might have trouble digesting so many mooncakes and egg yolk pastries.
When she went to the kitchen to make tea, she specially brought out some spring water from the kitchen space, mixed it with ordinary water, boiled it, and made a cup of tea for each of the old men.
"By the way, Mr. Wei, I cut up some pig's head meat and pig intestines and put them in the kitchen. You can ask the housekeeper to heat them up for lunch."
Pig's head meat and pig intestines are not considered presentable, so Fang Yan was embarrassed to give them away.
However, remembering what Grandpa Wei just said, he went to the market to buy meat but couldn't find the kind he wanted.
I thought he wanted to buy it for lunch, so I decided to leave some here and reheat it at noon; at least it would be a meat dish.
"Okay, then we'll have lunch here with Old Wei and then head back."
Before Old Master Wei could speak, Old Master Shen spoke first.
They had all tasted Fang Yan's cooking and knew that her dishes were absolutely delicious.
They knew Fang Yan sold braised food at the market. Several times, they even asked their family members to go there to buy some, but they were always too late and the braised food was sold out.
The old men were too embarrassed to go by themselves, fearing that Fang Yan would feel awkward accepting their money if they went alone.
So, even though Fang Yan has been selling braised food at the market for so long, they still haven't tasted it.
Today I can finally try it.
Fang Yan once again praised herself for her cleverness. Just now, she had thought that the old men would most likely have lunch at Old Master Wei's place, so she specially left a lot of extra food for them.
"Alright, you gentlemen, please continue eating and drinking. I have to get back to business."
After getting everything ready, Fang Yan left Old Master Wei's house.
Grandpa Wei's house is a short distance from the market, but you can walk there empty-handed.
However, the large iron barrel contained quite a bit of pig's head meat and intestines, along with braising liquid.
She'd go crazy carrying it that far.
Fortunately, it's quite easy to hail a tricycle in the county town.
For five cents, the uncle delivered her, the little fish, the clam, and the big iron bucket to the market.
The morning's business, needless to say, was excellent.
With Fang Yan's culinary skills and the added benefit of spring water, anyone who buys from her once will become a fan of her cooking.
Therefore, Fang Yan had no worries about making a living.
In about an hour, she sold out all the braised food, along with the braising liquid, by giving some away as well.
"Sorry, we're sold out of braised food." Fang Yan said with a smile as another person approached.
"Boss lady, I heard you can order braised meat for the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
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