Chapter 367: Unmoved, Surprised and Shocked (Part 2 and 3)
"Haha..." Jiang Da laughed foolishly.
Quite proud of it.
Jiang Xiaodi blinked and put down the plate. He had finished eating the spareribs and was now staring at the plate of salt-fried meat on the table, drooling.
"Dad, can I eat?" he asked Jiang Da.
After all, he was his biological son, so Jiang Da served him some more rice. "Salt-fried meat tastes better with white rice."
Jiang Xiaodi curved his eyebrows happily. While he was happy, he did not forget Jiang Fuyue. He put a piece of meat in her bowl first before starting to eat.
It turns out it tastes better with white rice!
Sanpang looked at the siblings, then at his eldest brother whom he hadn't seen for over 20 years: "This is..."
Jiang Da: "My daughter and son."
"Oh my goodness! These two siblings are so beautiful!"
Jiang Da continued to laugh and act silly: "You look like your mother. Yueyue, Chenxing, call someone. This is your fat uncle."
Jiang Xiaodi said crisply: "Uncle Sanpang."
Jiang Fuyue said succinctly: "Uncle."
"Hey! So good!" He nodded and reached into the lining of his clothes to take out two thousand yuan, divided it into two and stuffed it into the siblings.
"It's our first meeting, and I'm not prepared. I don't even have a red envelope... But it doesn't matter. The envelope is empty. Money is the most practical thing. Use it to buy some school supplies or eat something delicious."
Jiang Xiaodi didn't answer and looked at Jiang Da with an inquiring look.
The latter quickly shook his head and said to stop him: "Sanpang, what are you doing? Why should a child be given money?"
"I'd love to give it to my nephews and nieces. Here, you two take—"
Brother Jiang doesn’t dare to take it.
"Big Brother," Sanpang's face darkened, "If you don't let the child take it in, it means you look down on me. This is meaningless!"
Jiang Da had no choice but to let the siblings take the money.
Jiang Xiaodi: "Thank you, Uncle Sanpang!"
Jiang Fuyue: "Thank you."
The two of them looked so well-behaved that the man laughed out loud.
Since Sanpanger started it, the others had to express their opinions, and what followed was a large-scale money-giving scene.
The six uncles took turns paying, and the siblings just collected the money.
"I'm Fuman, you call me Uncle Fuman!"
Jiang Xiaodi & Jiang Fuyue: "Uncle Fuman."
"I'm Dazhuang, your Uncle Dazhuang."
"I'm Uncle Biao."
"I'm Uncle Xiangqing."
"I'm Douzi. Based on seniority, you should call me Uncle, but that title seems a bit old-fashioned... How about you call me Brother Dou? That's what everyone in the kitchen calls me anyway."
Jiang Xiaodi: "Brother Doudou!"
"Eh? It's Dou Ge, not Dou Dou Ge!"
Jiang Xiaodi: "Brother Doudou!"
"Forget it, whatever..." Because you are so cute, beautiful, well-behaved, smart and adorable.
Then he took out his share, and there was a red envelope with money inside!
Sanpang'er's eyes widened instantly: "Xiaodou, you're amazing! You prepared it in secret without even notifying anyone!"
Cao Dou: "Hey, I forgot."
Kim Jong-un: “…” If you believe me, I’m not a human being.
The brother and sister took the money, ate their fill, said goodbye and left decisively.
Only Jiang Da and his six fellow apprentices were left at the table.
"Sanpang'er, the two kids are gone, and your sister-in-law is in the kitchen. We don't have any outsiders here, so just say whatever you want to say."
Jiang Da is simple-minded, but not stupid.
The six of them could have stayed in City F. There was no need for them to come to Linhuai in a group simply to reminisce about the past.
The head chef at Cao Ji earns five figures a day, so how could he have the time to come here?
Sure enough, Sanpanger sighed in a deep voice -
"I know I can't hide it from you, and I don't want to hide it, I just don't know how to start."
Jiang Da said seriously: "You say."
"We brothers," Sanpang rubbed his fat hands, "we want you to go back and take charge of the situation."
Jiang Da's face suddenly turned stern, his eyes determined: "Impossible. You'd better give up this idea as soon as possible."
"Big Brother, you shouldn't have left back then! Master's will clearly stated that Cao Ji was to be passed on to you, but it was snatched away by that evil-hearted mother and son. Otherwise, you would be a billionaire by now!"
Jiang Da was unmoved: "What boss or no boss? I'm just a chef."
"Big Brother, don't you want to take back what rightfully belongs to you?"
Jiang Da shook his head, still very sober: "Cao Ji is not mine."
"Those aren't mother and son!"
"Sanpang, don't be so harsh. After all, your master's wife is your elder." Jiang Da's eyes showed disapproval.
"Big Brother, you——"
"Okay, stop trying to persuade me. I'm fine now."
"No, I..."
Jiang Da: "I'm going to be busy here soon. It's a rare trip to Linhuai for you guys, so why not go out and have a look around? Otherwise, stay and help me."
In the end, Sanpanger and his group of six decided to stay.
If persuasion fails the first time, try a few more times. Only by staying will you have a chance.
As for helping out, how much can one do in such a small shop?
There are six of them!
Only Cao Dou seemed to understand. He had seen in the video how bustling this store was with people everywhere, so he didn't dare to underestimate it at all.
One o'clock in the afternoon.
There was already a long queue in front of Jiang Ji, which seemed to have no end.
Most of them are tourists who come to Linhuai for sightseeing or business trips. Most of them are young people with generally high quality. They do not push or shove, or make noise when queuing, and they can occasionally chat with Jiang Da.
"Uncle Jiang, today is Saturday, can we see the Moon Goddess?"
At first, he didn’t react when customers called him “Moon Goddess”, but then he gradually got used to it.
"Yueyue came, had lunch, and went back."
"Ah? Such a coincidence?"
Jiang Da smiled apologetically.
"Uncle Jiang, what does Yue Shen usually do at home on weekends?"
"Well...she'll do her test first, then exercise, help her brother with his homework, then eat, watch TV, play on her phone, or go out with friends. It's pretty much like everyone else, nothing special."
"Isn't this special?! I thought the goddess was so amazing that she stayed at home studying every day!"
"In my impression, she doesn't spend much time reading and doing exercises, but at least it's less than the time she spends going out."
"Huh? Then why is her grades so good?"
Jiang Da flipped the pancake over, neatly put it into a paper bag, and handed it over: "Alright, eat it while it's hot."
"Uncle Jiang..." Looking for an answer.
"Actually, I don't know either. Her mother and I don't care about these things."
“…” Ah! I fell! I was dazzled by the aura of genius.
It will be the next one's turn soon.
Jiang Da's hands are fast, and the pancakes he makes taste good. Everyone takes turns, so the speed should be quite fast, but there is no end in sight for this team. What's going on?
Sanpang'er and Fuman exchanged a glance: "?"
Xiaodouzi: Well, the video is not deceptive.
In addition to people queuing up to buy pancakes, there are also people taking away Han Yunru's special signature desserts.
In addition to the original ones, Han Yunru also updates the dessert list from time to time according to seasonal changes, thinking of new ideas and giving them particularly nice names, such as -
Double-skin milk is called "White Sweetness"; sesame rice balls are called "Black-hearted Beauty"; osmanthus icing jelly is called "Golden Osmanthus All Over the Sky", and so on.
It touches the literary and artistic string in the hearts of young people in every minute.
Of course, a good name is just the icing on the cake, the most important thing is the taste!
Sweet but not greasy, fresh ingredients, entirely handmade, healthy and nourishing, these are the high-frequency words left by customers who have tasted Han Yunru's desserts on major food review software.
One person may be said to have poor taste, and a group of people may be said to have hired someone to do the same, but if almost everyone agrees, then the credibility is high.
Of course, there are also competitors who are playing tricks, but the customer flow is too large, and those comments that are just for the sake of criticizing quickly sink to the bottom, and the dropped ratings are instantly pulled back up.
"Brother Sanpang! Please take the money."
"Brother Fuman, please clean the table. The seventh round of customers will be coming in soon."
"Xiaodouzi, you have a good image. Help your sister-in-law to welcome the beautiful young lady at the door."
"Xiangqing——"
"A Biao——"
Six people were ordered around in circles.
They couldn't stop turning. Sanpang'er was sweating profusely, Xiaodouzi's feet were aching from standing, Fuman's legs were trembling, and A Biao's face was as pale as a ash...
I originally thought that Cao Ji was busy and tiring enough, but I didn’t expect that the eldest brother’s store had the same customer volume as ten Cao Ji’s - it was really terrifying.
The long line finally ended when the sun went down.
Finally, I waited for the last one: "Please pack 50 family portraits, 50 bacon and pork floss, 50 vegetables, and 60 desserts of any kind."
Three Fatty: “?”
A Biao: “?”
Xiaodouzi: “!”
Two updates together, 3,000 words.
The recent updates are a bit late because I am saving up manuscripts for the upcoming update.
The update will be at the end of this month. I will let you know the specific date in the off-topic thread later!
(End of this chapter)
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