"This is money I've painstakingly saved up. Perhaps... I should just return it to Young Master Jiang. After all, it's not good to always owe people favors. I should return as much as I can."
As she spoke, Zhang Xiue stuffed the money back into Song He'er's hand.
"So, we're not buying these dishes today?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiue was caught in a dilemma. She didn't want to delay things at the shop, but she also didn't want to keep owing money to others.
"Third Aunt, if it really doesn't work out, just treat him like a loan shark. Just think of it as us paying him back with interest. The longer it takes, the more money we give him. You really don't need to worry about it."
"Is this... okay?"
Song He'er smiled and teased, "Third Aunt, you're never this hesitant when you're fighting with someone. This isn't like you at all."
Zhang Xiue's face flushed red instantly. "Go away, what nonsense are you talking about? Now even you dare to make fun of me?"
Song He'er stuck out her tongue but didn't say anything. Instead, she stuffed the money into Zhang Xiu'e's hand again.
Song Xiaoyu urged from the side, "Go and buy it quickly. It's more important to get this business going first. Then you won't have to worry about not being able to pay back the money."
Zhang Xiue nodded reluctantly, turned around, and left the shop.
Song He'er stayed in the kitchen to help Song Xiaoyu prepare the ingredients and mix the broth.
"I'll make one first, you can try it, and if you think anything is wrong, we can adjust it."
"good."
Song Xiaoyu stood straight to the side, watching Song He'er cook intently.
Because the seasonings available here were so limited, Song He'er could only secretly take some out of her spatial storage and put them in.
While it's convenient now, what will happen when I'm no longer in the small kitchen?
"He'er, what's wrong? What are you thinking about?"
"It's nothing, Uncle. Go outside and buy some more pepper."
"pepper?"
"yes."
"Oh... I'll go then. Will you be okay staying here by yourself?"
"fine."
Song Xiaoyu nodded, turned around and left the small kitchen.
While no one was around, Song He'er quickly poured out the sesame oil and put it into a small jar. She also put the other seasonings into the jar one by one. If anyone asked, she would say that they were specially brought in from outside and that the supply channels were in Jiang Huaifu's hands!
In the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Song Xiaoyu returned to find that Song He'er had already prepared the spicy hot pot.
"Third Uncle, you should try some!"
"So fast?"
"Yes, this dish is quick, so it saves a lot of time. Once we get used to making it, we can just hire a few helpers to cook it, and we'll only be responsible for preparing the ingredients."
Song Xiaoyu glanced at the several jars that had appeared on the cutting board and asked, "Did you mix all of these?"
"No, Jiang Huaifu bought it from outside according to my request. It tastes very good. Uncle San must have never eaten it before. Hurry up and try it!"
Filled with curiosity, Song Xiaoyu bent down, picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of vegetable leaf, and put it in her mouth. Suddenly, her eyes lit up.
"It's crispy and numbing, delicious, very fresh, and the vegetables are crunchy too!"
"Hehe, that's for sure. The finest delicacies can't be developed overnight."
"Well done, you little girl, you've got some skills!"
Song He'er smiled smugly and shifted her gaze outside. Suddenly, she noticed a group of people entering, each carrying a bundle and looking menacing, as if they were looking for something.
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