Although her heart was in turmoil, Su Qingluan still tried to maintain a smile on the surface - although her smile was maintained with some caution.
It’s not for any other reason. After all, the ingredients used in it... most of them are what Mr. Xu specifically pointed out as “not very auspicious”.
After chewing the meatball carefully, Xu Kekuan took another sip of tea and nodded, "Young Master Su's craftsmanship is truly extraordinary. This tea snack is sweet but not greasy, fragrant and glutinous with a long aftertaste. It is indeed a fine product of Zuocha."
As he said that, he actually went to get another pill.
Su Qingluan quickly said again: "Take no more than two pills at a time, otherwise you might get bloated." In fact, you might even fart, but she was not in a position to say such an indecent word.
But since Mr. Xu praised it so highly, he probably didn’t notice what seasoning I added to it.
With so many random thoughts in her head, Su Qingluan couldn't help but be a little distracted.
As a result, when Mr. Xu asked, "What is the name of this pill?", he didn't think about it and subconsciously said, "Ant Strength Pill."
Xu Kekuan: ...
Su Qingluan: ...
Sorry, she is out of her mind. Can she delete the file and start over?
Ant Strength Pills and the like, they don't sound like anything serious, right?! Will Mr. Xu have some strange associations with me...
Fortunately, apart from thinking the name was incredibly vulgar, Mr. Xu Kekuan didn't think much of it and simply asked, "What does this 'Ant Strength Pill' mean?"
Reconcile? She couldn't reconcile, and she awkwardly dug out a courtyard house.
However, I still had to explain it. I couldn't just say the truth, "I just said it casually."
Su Qingluan stared at the pills, and an idea struck her: "Look at the black sesame seeds attached to the surface of these pills. Doesn't it look like ants crawling on them? And eating these pills can replenish your energy." Intestinal gas is also called "gas", "so it's called Ant Strength Pills."
Xu Kekuan thought for a moment and said, "How about calling it 'Xuan Dan Yi Qi Wan'?"
Su Qingluan thought, although it sounded like the name of a traditional Chinese medicine, it was at least much better than the previous name, so she nodded and said, "Whatever you like, old man."
After all, Su Qingluan still had to observe the tasting results of the new product today, so she left after sitting for a short while, and agreed that since Xu Kekuan liked this snack, she would send it back in five days.
Su Qingluan walked out of the Xu family's house and was still thinking: I didn't meet the old man's family on these two occasions. Otherwise, I should discuss it secretly to see if I can persuade the old man to stop being picky about food.
After all, athlete's foot is not a serious disease. It may only cause mild symptoms such as weak hands and feet and unwillingness to eat.
But it may also cause paralysis, breathing difficulties and life-threatening conditions, so this disease can be serious or minor.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan first went back to her parents and briefly told them about Mr. Xu, and then went to Hongfu Tower.
From a distance, you can see a long queue at the side entrance. It seems that the sales of the new product are still good.
However, Su Qingluan saw that the kitchen was in chaos.
It turns out that many people are not used to the addition of the "takeout" option.
Although there were six kitchen helpers preparing the "Takeaway Thousand Silk Rolls" individually, and everyone was busy sweating, they just couldn't supply enough to the customers waiting in line outside. As a result, some people lost their patience and left first.
Su Qingluan took a look, called Xu Yuanwei over, and whispered a few words to him.
Xu Yuanwei had a questioning look on his face: "Is it really possible?"
Su Qingluan nodded. "Chef Xu, why don't you give it a try as I say? After all, the kitchen is already overwhelmed with the 'takeout' orders. This won't work in the long run, right?"
Seeing this, Xu Yuanwei nodded, called the six people over, and asked them to redistribute their work according to Su Qingluan's instructions - originally everyone was responsible for the entire process from preparing raw materials to delivering finished products to customers.
Now, everyone is only responsible for a fixed part of the process. For example, the person responsible for shredding vegetables only does this one thing, and the person responsible for delivering the finished product to the customer and charging for it is also only responsible for this one thing.
Originally, Xu Yuanwei was still hesitant: Without adding more staff, what can be changed?
However, something magical happened: the total workload and the total number of people did not change, but the number of customers queuing outside was indeed decreasing - it was not because people were impatient, but because the speed of delivery had increased!
Xu Yuanwei was surprised and asked, "Miss Su, how did you do that?"
Su Qingluan thought, isn't this how the work on a modern fast food assembly line is divided, with each person responsible for one link?
So she said vaguely, "Everyone is only responsible for one thing. It's easier to get familiar with it than to do many different tasks, and the speed will naturally be faster."
Xu Yuanwei nodded to show that he accepted the lesson.
Soon afterward, Su Qingluan discovered that he should put his knowledge into practice. He no longer taught all the kitchen helpers all the skills. Instead, he divided the kitchen into different operating areas according to each person's specialties, allowing different people to be competent for different kitchen tasks.
This small but not insignificant change has greatly improved the work efficiency of the kitchen at "Hongfulou", but that's a story for later.
At this moment, Su Qingluan followed her parents back to the village after guarding the stall. Seeing Su Guangfu and his wife, she subconsciously supported her waist and rubbed her back, and sighed inwardly.
Although my family is a little better off now and I don’t have to work so hard every day.
However, getting up early before dawn every day to set up a stall in a town a few miles away is also very hard work.
What's more, my father and mother had to carry a load of various things needed for the stall for these few miles.
Su Qingluan lowered her head and glanced at the various foreign ingredients and spices in the basket in her hand - these were what she purchased from the foreign merchant's store today.
Although such a small thing is not heavy, as the saying goes, "A debt of a long journey is no light debt", it must be very tiring for her to carry it all the way home.
It's already like this for such a small amount of food, let alone the ingredients I need to prepare every day, which are many times more than what I have on hand?
It would be great if there were a suitable shop in town that could be rented.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan decided to go to the town when she had time to see if there were any vacant shops. It would be best if she could rent them at a reasonable price, which would be much better than "moving" back and forth every day.
When I got home today, my younger brother and sister said they wanted to eat fish. It turned out that Sun Guixiang, the daughter-in-law of the neighboring Li family, had bought three fish at the market, which piqued the appetite of the two little ones.
Coincidentally, Su Qingluan also wanted to try out some newly bought spices to see if they could neutralize the bitter taste after the spiciness of Evodia rutaecarpa, so she thought of having grilled fish tonight.
However, time is tight today, so Su Qingluan can't leisurely go on an outing with the children and catch fish at the same time as last time.
What's more, if it is too late and the light is dim, it would not be fun if the child ran away.
So she went to the river alone today.
But she never expected that she would meet someone unexpected by the river.
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