Chapter 63: Rong Jingchen, this straight man, should know what love means, right?



Chapter 63: Rong Jingchen, this straight man, should know what love means, right?

Ye Muqi was in a good mood today. There were many people in the store in the morning, and all the things they had prepared were sold out before noon.

"Xixi, aren't you going home yet?" Cai Dongmei was about to go back to take care of her grandson after finishing her hygiene.

Although it has only been over a week, the store has been doing good business. The money Cai Dongmei has earned in this week is equivalent to what she normally earns in a month.

Cai Dongmei is full of energy every day because she can buy medicine for her grandson's treatment.

This is also thanks to Ye Muqi's help, so when settling the accounts in the past two days, they were divided equally. Although she also wanted to get more to treat her grandson's illness, she couldn't let the little girl suffer!

But she felt that Ye Muqi's visit to the store today was a little different from usual. How should I put it...she seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

And usually, after finishing her work, she would leave with him, but at this moment, Ye Muqi didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

"Oh, I'll be back soon..." Ye Muqi came back to his senses and responded.

It's noon now, and Rong Jingchen should have already eaten the loving lunch she prepared for him. I don't know if Rong Jingchen can see the loving heart she prepared for him.

In the 1980s, people should have known about love and what it represented, right?

But he's a straight guy...

Maybe you don’t quite understand?

After responding to Cai Dongmei, Ye Muqi became distracted again.

"?" Cai Dongmei didn't know what she was thinking, but what else could make a girl distracted?

Of course it’s my own man!

"Tsk tsk, young man~" Cai Dongmei looked at Ye Muqi and smiled like an aunt.

Although I don't know what happened between the young couple, she had that kind of little girl's demeanor when she was young, so how could I not see it?

Cai Dongmei was happy that Ye Muqi and her lover got along well.

"Xixi, I'll leave first. Remember to close the door later." Cai Dongmei said.

"Oh, okay."

Ye Muqi put the jars of side dishes in place before leaving the store.

It was lunch time and there were many more workers on the street, looking for a place to eat.

Although there are restaurants on the street, these workers basically don't go in. When Ye Muqi saw this, he couldn't help but stand at the door and watch for a while.

There are a lot of workers here, most of whom are probably from the surrounding area. A small number of them are probably working in the store, so the flow of people is quite large.

Ye Muqi used to be busy in the store until after noon before leaving. This was the first time he came out at noon, so he never paid much attention to these things.

Some of these workers went to the canteen to buy the cheapest food, some went to buy cakes, and some just ate something at roadside stalls. Only a small number of them went to restaurants.

Ye Muqi was a little confused. Actually, there were still restaurants and every one of them had empty seats, so there was no problem of not having enough seats.

And even if you say they are anxious, these workers are not in a hurry. Some of them bought bread and cakes and squatted on the roadside to eat.

Ye Muqi went to a nearby grocery store and bought a loaf of bread. He opened it and tasted it. It was not very delicious. It was even a bit hard and dry.

Then Ye Muqi entered the restaurant again. As soon as he entered and looked at the menu, he suddenly reacted.

Bread and pancakes are only one or two cents, and it only costs a few more if you eat a few more. But a simple vegetarian dish in a restaurant will cost at least fifty cents, and pickled vegetables are basically eighty or ninety cents, and the more expensive ones are more than a dollar.

For these workers, it might be okay to have a meal once in a while, but if they eat like this all the time, they simply cannot afford it.

"Maybe I can try a big bowl of rice..."

When Ye Muqi talked about it with Cai Dongmei before, he was planning to prepare breakfast and lunch together.

But because it was just the start of business, I had to prepare breakfast first, thinking of seeing the results first. Now the breakfast business is almost mature, with a stable customer base, and now there is a car to take her there every day, so she can carry more things.

If we open a Da Wan Fan restaurant, with so many workers, we won't have to worry about customer source even if they only come to eat every now and then.

Ye Muqi thought that he could talk to Cai Dongmei tomorrow, make a menu or something, and then it would be ready for launch next week.

After eating biscuits and bread outside, Ye Muqi originally wanted to get something to eat when he got home, but now he doesn’t have to cook.

It was too early to come back, so Ye Muqi thought about it and then entered the space.

The space is fully stocked, and used dishes can be replenished automatically, so she doesn't have to worry about running out of stock.

"If you're going to make a big bowl of rice, the dishes should be richer, with both meat and vegetables. It's better to make two meat and vegetable dishes, so that each portion will be larger." Ye Muqi took a box of cherries, washed them under the faucet, and strolled around while showing off.

The thing that was most abundant in the space was all kinds of vegetables. Ye Muqi thought that it would be a waste if she didn't use them. Normally, she only used a small amount, which was a waste for such a large space.

“The price must not be too high, otherwise they won’t be willing to come and eat.” In fact, the workers I saw today had a very difficult life, so I didn’t plan to sell it too expensively.

Ye Muqi walked around the space, looked at the ingredients, and spent some time writing a menu. The dishes for two weeks were all decided, and they would be changed every week so that they would not have to repeat themselves. Changing them up would prevent him from getting bored of eating the same thing every day.

Six dishes a day, two meat and four vegetables.

Ye Muqi thought it was feasible and planned to show it to Cai Dongmei tomorrow and set the price after asking for her opinion.

Although she has been in this era for some time, Ye Muqi still cannot grasp the prices very accurately, and the current prices often affect her.

"Huh? Brown sugar pearls?"

Ye Muqi was slightly stunned when she walked past the freezer area. If she was not mistaken, these were the ingredients for milk tea, right?

I'm feeling a bit hungry, so I'll make a pot of milk tea!

She took the pearls and went to look for tea, milk, fructose, ice cubes and other things. It must be said that the golden finger given by Tiandao father was really good. This supermarket really had everything.

As soon as the afternoon training was over, Rong Jingchen rushed home, missing his young wife a little.

As soon as I opened the door, I smelled a sweet smell, which didn't taste like food.

Ye Muqi made a small pot of bubble milk tea, put it in a small bowl and put ice cubes in it.

When Rong Jingchen walked into the kitchen, he saw Ye Muqi holding a small bowl in his hand. There was a reddish-brown liquid in it, and small black beads could be seen rolling in it.

"Delicious!" Ye Muqi took a sip and her eyes lit up. This was the taste. It was so sweet and soothing. She really deserves to be the one who succeeded in making milk tea for the first time!

"Xixi, what are you drinking?" Rong Jingchen looked at the bowl in Ye Muxi's hand in confusion and asked.

"Ah, you're back." When Ye Muqi saw Rong Jingchen coming back, he wanted to put down the bowl and take another bowl to give Rong Jingchen a taste. "Pearl milk tea, it's delicious. Let me give you a taste."

"oh."

Since it was his young wife who wanted to give it to him to taste, Rong Jingchen was still very considerate. He reached out and took the bowl that Ye Muqi had placed beside the stove, then tilted his head back and took a sip.


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