Chapter 39: The Milk Tea Business is Going Well; Bao Beiyuan Receives a Big Order...
Although Ye Li's variety of surprises is numerous.
But this move is clearly in their own interest.
Jiang Ji obediently agreed, and after a quick rinse, sat down on the stool.
This stool was custom-made by Jiang Tong for Ye Li.
The stool has a wide surface and a foot-high backrest—this is Ye Li's special stool for frying things.
I must say, it's quite comfortable to sit in, and my back isn't unsupported.
Jiang Ji sat comfortably, carefully examining Ye Li's oral skills.
This marks Ye Li's second exhibition.
Compared to the first time when it was awkward, this time it was noticeably smoother and more pliable.
In short, they quickly helped Jiang Ji sit up straight and scooped him up.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Ye Li shouted.
He hasn't finished demonstrating yet!
He practiced several times using his fingers as tools!
"Sit down properly." Jiang Ji pressed him onto the high stool, then leaned down and kissed him.
Now it was Ye Li's turn to get restless.
He leaned back and hummed, urging Jiang Ji to hurry up.
Jiang Ji was waiting for these words.
However, Jiang Ji felt the height of the stool and exclaimed, "This stool is just right."
He doesn't need to bend over at all.
He asked with a smile, "Were you already planning this when you were making the stool?"
"...Dream on!"
Ye Li raised her hand and punched him in the chest: "Hurry up! Stop dawdling."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ji stopped laughing and began to act.
But the more he moved the stool, the more satisfied he became.
Not only do they match perfectly.
It's spacious.
He saves effort, and Ye Li enjoys it too.
More importantly!
Although it was dark inside the shed, he could imagine how alluring Ye Li must be at that moment.
If one were to stand like this, naked, under an oil lamp...
He leaned down and kissed Ye Li's lips, then said, "Go ask Brother Datong to make another big one, and we'll put it in our room for just the two of us. We'll also put a cotton pillow in the back so it won't leave marks on your back."
Ye Li thought about that scene and felt a little restless.
However, his focus was more on the word "mark".
How much does your good husband love him?
Feeling pleased with himself, he wiggled his foot, which was being held by Jiang Ji, wanting to switch places so that Jiang Ji could sit down and he could move.
Jiang Ji did want to try something new, so he agreed.
But once he actually experienced it, Jiang Ji was dissatisfied.
This is clearly torture.
Moreover, time is tight and the task is heavy.
If we delay any longer, it will get late.
He simply picked up Ye Li again and, just like last night, indulged himself to the fullest!
After it was over, the two of them took a moment to catch their breath before reaching for each other's lips and exchanging a lingering kiss.
As Ye Li lay in Jiang Ji's arms, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, only one thought occupied his mind: with Jiang Ji's stamina, he would gladly serve as a beast of burden for a few more days.
While Ye Li was willingly cutting pig feed, in the county town, Bao Beiyuan pushed his newly bought wheelbarrow and walked briskly toward Gong Lisheng's cold noodle shop.
He left home late today.
It's almost noon.
There was no way around it; it was his first time setting up a stall on his own, and he was not only unfamiliar with the process, but he also greedily cooked sweet red beans and pearl glutinous rice balls as toppings, and then went to an ice shop to buy crushed ice.
After all that trouble, I finally got out of the house at this moment.
Fortunately, he had already informed Gong Lisheng, so he headed straight for the cold noodle shop.
In the summer, business at Gong Lisheng's cold noodle shop is so-so.
It's hot, and stir-fried mung bean jelly is even hotter. At this time of year, people love refreshing and appetizing dishes.
However, as a long-established brand with a strong reputation and many repeat customers, when Bao Beiyuan arrived, all four small tables in the shop were already full.
Gong Lisheng squatted at the entrance of the shop, holding a large palm-leaf fan, waving it and chatting with the diners.
He saw Bao Beiyuan walking over, immediately stood up, frowned and said, "You kid! Don't be like your brother, going out to do business in the middle of the day."
Bao Beixing is becoming increasingly outrageous.
They said it was too hot to stay in the kitchen and hadn't opened the shop for business for three days.
Bao Beiyuan must never follow his example.
Upon hearing this, Bao Beiyuan quickly explained, "Brother Sheng, I made two new side dishes. I also thought it was hot and I needed something cold, so I went to buy ice. I was alone the whole time, which is why I left late."
"Oh, I see. What kind of dipping sauce did you make? Give me a bowl."
Upon hearing this, Gong Lisheng's expression softened considerably.
Bao Beiyuan parked his wheelbarrow in front of the cold noodle shop.
The wheelbarrow is smaller than a flatbed cart.
However, there is a pillar under the handlebars, so the bicycle can stand upright on the ground without anyone holding it.
The earthenware pots, bowls, and chopsticks on top are also placed steadily and will not slip off.
Bao Beiyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, lifted a small earthenware jar, revealing the sweetened red beans inside: "These are red beans with added sugar."
He then opened another small earthenware jar: "These are small glutinous rice balls without filling."
"Hey, this is pretty good."
Gong Lisheng patted him with a palm-leaf fan: "You little rascal, you've got a lot of tricks up your sleeve! I'll go back and get some bowls, you get me two bowls. Your sister-in-law Cuihua is here, she hasn't had soy milk rice mochi yet, she's been craving it for a long time."
"Okay, sure!" Bao Beiyuan replied with a smile.
A bowl of soy milk rice mochi costs ten coins.
For the condiments, one spoonful costs two coins.
If you add both, one bowl will cost fourteen coins, and two bowls will cost twenty-eight coins.
What a great start!
Just as he was feeling pleased with himself, a middle-aged man at a table near the door turned around and said, "Young man Bao, you've really started selling drinks?"
Bao Beiyuan looked closely and recognized the face; he must have eaten noodles at his family's noodle shop before.
Besides, they even know him.
He smiled and said, "Uncle, my drink is cheap and delicious. Would you like to try some? I added crushed ice, so it's refreshingly cool. A bowl of this will cool you down and make you feel great."
In fact, during the summer, Gong Lisheng's cold jelly shop would provide mung bean water for free.
Summer is already hot, and stir-fried mung bean jelly is even hotter. If customers aren't given something to drink to soothe their palates, business will definitely suffer.
However, Gong Lisheng's mung bean water, which can only yield a large pot of water from one pound of beans, has a very faint mung bean flavor.
Those who come to eat stir-fried mung bean jelly are generally not short of money—one pound of sweet potato starch costs thirteen coins, which can make five pounds of mung bean jelly, so the cost of each pound of mung bean jelly is two coins and six cents. After stir-frying it with oil, a bowl costs seven coins.
Moreover, stir-fried mung bean jelly is not a proper meal.
It's a snack!
Therefore, those who come to eat stir-fried mung bean jelly can usually afford milk tea.
Upon hearing Bao Beiyuan's words, the middle-aged man's interest was immediately piqued; he was indeed quite thirsty.
He stood up, attracting the attention of everyone else in the shop.
"What kinds of drinks do you have?" the middle-aged man asked, standing in front of the wheelbarrow.
At this moment, Gong Lisheng arrived at the shop entrance carrying two bowls. Upon hearing this, he immediately introduced, "Chen Sheng, this kid has two kinds of drinks. One is jasmine tea. Although it's ordinary, it's cheap. It's only two coins a cup."
“Another kind is called soy milk rice mochi. Come on, Xiao Yuan, give me two bowls so your Uncle Sheng can have a look.”
Bao Beiyuan took the bowl with one hand and sweetly called him Uncle Sheng. Then he opened the earthenware pot containing soy milk and rice mochi, first ladling out tea soup, then adding sweet red beans, small glutinous rice balls, and rice mochi.
He added an extra chopstick to the rice mochi.
Finally, sprinkle with soybean powder.
The tea contained crushed ice, and although the ice melted along the way, the tea remained cool.
Gong Lisheng was also a little thirsty at this moment. He took the bowl, and when his fingers touched the cool bowl, he couldn't help but bring it to his lips and take a sip.
Cool and refreshing, sweet and delicious.
One bite and the thirst in my mouth vanished instantly.
Cool!
He laughed: "That's the taste, it's delicious."
Chen Sheng was already attracted by the abundance of side dishes, and seeing Gong Lisheng's reaction, he immediately said, "I'll buy a bowl too."
As he spoke, he turned to the people at the table and asked, "Hey, buddy, do you want a drink?"
A middle-aged man nodded: "Buy it."
Bao Beiyuan quickly agreed, then looked at Gong Lisheng: "Brother Sheng, can I use your bowl? I'll give you a bowl of soy milk rice mochi later!"
Upon hearing this, Gong Lisheng immediately frowned: "What do you mean by giving me anything? With your small business, you should take care of yourself first. I'll get you a bowl."
He said this as he turned and went into the shop.
It's just a few bowls for holding tea; they're easy to clean and don't take much effort.
Bao Beiyuan was extremely grateful and quickly expressed his thanks.
Soon, Gong Lisheng came out carrying two bowls.
He served Chen Sheng two bowls of soy milk rice mochi, and Chen Sheng wanted both kinds of toppings. However, seeing that he only picked up one piece of rice mochi with his chopsticks, Chen Sheng couldn't help but ask, "Didn't Boss Gong give you two pieces?"
“Brother Sheng has helped me a lot and has always taken care of my business. I always give Brother Sheng two bites of food.”
Bao Beiyuan hurriedly explained, "However, Uncle Sheng, you are the first person besides Brother Sheng to buy my drink today, so I'll give you another bite."
Chen Sheng was very satisfied upon hearing this.
But when he gave the money, he gave him two extra coins: "You've had it tough, kid. As your uncle, I wouldn't take advantage of you."
Holding the copper coin, Bao Beiyuan was overwhelmed with emotion. There were so many good people, except for his brother.
He smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Sheng, for supporting my business."
Seeing this, three more customers in the shop stood up, wanting to buy drinks.
So Bao Beiyuan sold another jar of soy milk rice mochi and two jars of jasmine honey tea.
At this moment, Chen Sheng had already put the rice mochi in his mouth.
He came from a well-off family and had tried all the beverage shops in Beiyang County.
He's never eaten Komi Mochi before!
The texture is amazing, making even the pearl-studded glutinous rice balls look hard.
He turned to look at Bao Beiyuan: "Young man Bao, come home with me later. I'll take all of your drink."
Bao Beiyuan: "!"
He was overjoyed and readily agreed.
Gong Lisheng had finished his bowl of soy milk rice mochi. He patted his belly contentedly and said with a smile, "Xiao Yuan, your Uncle Sheng has a lot of family members. These two jars of yours might not be enough to share."
Chen Shengfu's family ran a dye shop, and more than 20 people lived together.
This kid is lucky; he stumbled upon a big business opportunity right away!
After two days of hard work, Jiang Dahe's family not only harvested all five mu of wheat, but also transported it home by cart.
The next step is to thresh the wheat and bag it.
This work was also heavy, but Jiang Ji had only taken three days off. Two days were spent harvesting wheat, and he had to return to the private school on the evening of the third day. Therefore, when he returned from the wheat field on the second night, Jiang Dahe told him to rest well the next day and not to worry about the rest of the work.
If it were in the past, Jiang Ji would definitely not have agreed.
This time, however, he agreed readily.
Now that he has a husband, he rarely gets a day off, so how could he let his husband stay alone in the yard?
Moreover, he has already had Ye Lili take care of everything inside and outside for two days!
On the third day, early in the morning, he let Ye Li sleep in while he got up to open the door for Jiang Liu and make breakfast.
Actually, he wanted Jiang Liu to rest for a day and for him to do the millstone work.
But Jiang Liu refused; it cost ten coins a day!
He had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and go into the kitchen to make breakfast.
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