Chapter 134 Poor guy
He listened to his wife these days and put all his energy into cooking. His wife coaxed a few jars of the exclusive secret seasoning of Fan Meizi from the next door. Needless to say, the dishes became delicious after the seasoning was added. Their business is visibly getting more and more people every day.
Not only are there many returning customers, but also many new customers who come once and come back the next day.
This guy surnamed Gou, if you want him to do bad things again, that's not enough.
Although he doesn't think he is a good person, he doesn't want to be a bad person.
The guy surnamed Gou was interrupted and a little unhappy. Hearing what Boss Sun said, he was stunned, "What do you have at home?"
"I have about 70 or 80 tables at home."
Boss Sun grinned at him.
Gou felt deep malice from his smile and wanted to lose his temper.
But the next second, "bang!"
Boss Sun took out a large bowl of noodles with one hand and threw it on the chopping board. The noodles on the chopping board were smashed and flew straight onto Gou's face.
He was awakened by the shock.
His small arms and legs were really not enough for Boss Sun to pinch. He
could only get angry for a while.
"Well, that's good..."
He forced a smile, "Sister-in-law treats you well, I thought you were confused by the pretty face of the young widow."
He said while observing the reaction on Boss Sun's face.
Boss Sun coughed lightly, "Sister Fan is a decent person, why is she so dirty when it comes to your mouth?"
After saying that, he looked at him with disgust.
The man surnamed Gou, "..."
He had no expression on his face. He tried to tell himself in his heart that this man was just a big fool. It would be so annoying to argue with him. If he didn't get angry, he would get angry to death. No one would do it for him.
After a long while...
No, he was still very angry.
"... How can she have such a big trading shop? Who would believe that a woman can open a shop without relying on a man?"
Boss Sun said with disgust, "You are really a dirty person. The leaders said that women can hold up half the sky. Why can't she open a shop by herself?"
No wonder his wife looked down on the man surnamed Gou.
If his wife heard what he said, she would slap him to death!
His wife was much smarter than this man surnamed Gou. His wife said that what Fan Meizi relied on was her ability, and that was her ability.
Otherwise, how could his store be able to thrive with just a few cans of seasonings given by Miss Fan?
It's all about ability.
The man surnamed Gu almost got angry to death.
"...Okay, I won't talk to you about this useless stuff."
The man surnamed Gu said with a bad face, "I just want to ask you, are you going to smash this widow Fan's store?"
"No, if you want to smash it, go ahead and smash it yourself."
Boss Sun kept kneading dough with his hands. After saying this, he looked up at the man surnamed Gu and reminded him kindly.
"Whenever you start, I'll prepare a bench..."
The man surnamed Gu's eyes lit up slightly, "You want to help? I told you that we are good brothers, you won't watch me fight alone..." Fight.
The word "fight" was not uttered, because Boss Sun's eyes were full of contempt and ridicule, which was too obvious.
"I'm going to help, but not to you, I'm helping Miss Fan."
"You!" The man
surnamed Gou was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He glared at Boss Sun and turned away.
When he was leaving, he met the young lady who came back from next door. He gave her a cold look, snorted, and went back to his own store.
The young woman spat softly and went back to ask her husband, "What is he doing here?"
Boss Sun told her about their conversation, and the young woman was so happy, "It's right, people like him will take advantage of others and hide behind, bah!"
After that, she showed Boss Sun what she had brought, "Look what this is?"
"What?"
The young woman smiled, "Shrimp foam, Sister Fan said that adding this to the seasoning will make the stir-fried dishes more delicious, and it can also be used when making dumplings. I told Sister Fan that we should resell dumplings, and she gave me this."
She even boasted about herself at the time.
Dumplings can be wrapped and frozen, and a few more fillings can be packed and stored.
Then learn from them to hang a sign at the door, telling them what dumplings are available today and how much they cost. This way, it is clear at a glance, and everyone who comes in is definitely a potential customer.
There will definitely be no situation where people enter the store and cannot find what they want to eat, and then leave.
Little Lady, it is really like this.
They cook stir-fried dishes, and although they prepare a lot every day, there are still customers who order something they don’t have, and when they can’t eat what they want, they turn around and leave.
Now it’s different from the past, and the one who pays is the eldest.
"Let’s give it a try."
The couple did what they said, and they were busy with this for the whole afternoon.
Liu Feifei had another weekend, and she was in the store holding Xiao Shanhu and watching the twins do their homework.
Hearing the noise next door, she went to the kitchen to ask Fan Qingyi, "Sister Yiyi, we can sell dumplings ourselves, why do you..."
"Why did I tell them the secret recipe of the filling?"
Fan Qingyi smiled and looked up, "Didn't you say that your cousin has already made the electric slide?"
"He is testing how heavy it can move."
"The hot pot will probably be brought back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. By then, our store will have one more thing to sell."
Liu Feifei nodded, but does this conflict with selling dumplings?
Fan Qingyi saw that she still didn't understand, and smiled, "Feifei, sister is alone and can't handle it."
"Ah!"
Liu Feifei suddenly realized and felt a little embarrassed.
"Sorry, sister Yiyi, I didn't think of it."
Fan Qing patted her on the shoulder and said, "It's okay. Sun's sister-in-law is a nice person. Although Boss Sun is easily deceived, he listens to his wife. The two are still easy to get along with. It's a good deal to exchange something we don't need for a neighbor who is friendly and won't backstab us."
Liu Feifei thought about it and nodded.
It's better to have one more friend than one more enemy who is eyeing you covetously.
Just like that guy named Gou.
Every time he comes, he can be seen looking at them with a fake smile. You can tell
at a glance that he has bad intentions.
The next day, Sunday, the Liu siblings came to the store early in the morning.
Liu Chengcai unloaded an engine from the back seat, "I assembled it myself with parts from my father's factory. It can move about 20 kilograms of weight, sister Yiyi, is it enough?"
20 kilograms is 40 jin.
"It should be... enough."
Liu Chengcai breathed a sigh of relief and grinned, "Then we can find someone to make the table. I know someone. How long and how big do you want to make the table, sister Yiyi? Do you have a sketch?"
There is a sketch. Fan Qingyi has obtained a lot of information about the rotating hot pot from his little daughter's thoughts in the past few days. Based on the information, he drew a sketch, but he is not sure whether a table with a bend can be made.
Liu Chengcai was delighted when he saw the picture, "No problem, that guy's cooking is very good, this is a piece of cake for him."
Fan Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief and took out ten yuan for him to take as a deposit.
"I'll refund the excess and pay the shortfall."
Liu Chengcai took it with a smile, said hello to the two of them, and rode his bike to look for someone.
The man next door named Gou saw Liu Chengcai leaving, and showed a malicious and calculating smile at the two sisters who were laughing.
He also pushed his bike and rode to another place.
He came back at almost noon, and when he passed by Fan Qingyi's restaurant, he looked at the wooden board on the wall with pity and complacency.
"It's so pitiful, the food made by Widow Fan is poisonous, and the store can't be opened. How can she support three children in the future..."