Those who could afford to sit on the second floor of her shop were all well-off and knew the county magistrate's family.
Lowering the curtain was for their own good.
They were the wife and daughter of the county magistrate.
When it was first brought up, all the guests who weren't blind could see it.
If the curtain isn't lowered, quite a few people will probably come up to greet me and fawn over me, which is really annoying.
Once the curtain was drawn, the people understood that Madam Lu did not want to be disturbed.
So they wouldn't bother coming over to say hello.
Yan Xia went down the stairs to the backyard and gave her youngest daughter a few instructions.
Let her personally carry the new products upstairs.
In the past, it was always Qian Er who delivered it.
However, since Mrs. Lu and Miss Lu are women, it was somewhat inconvenient for them, and Yan Xia was very considerate.
“Okay, I’ll go right away.” Chang Yi nodded, put down the pastries she was holding, washed her hands, and went to the shop counter. Yan Xia went to the restaurant and asked Chang Lu and Jing Shui to prepare a private room.
It was not yet lunchtime.
The restaurant was already half full.
The day before yesterday was the day hot pot returned.
Many people miss this taste.
So much so that the restaurant was busy non-stop from opening in the morning until closing at night.
"Mother, there are two private rooms left, one facing outwards and one facing inwards. Which one should we choose?" Chang Lu asked.
"The one facing inwards, the one with the window. It's not cold now, and you'll inevitably sweat while eating hot pot. A window will make it more comfortable for ventilation. Remember to wipe the tables and chairs clean and make sure there's no grease. Also, Jing Shui, you should take their orders yourself. Don't let the servants do it, so as not to offend them."
"Okay, I understand, Mother. Don't worry." Wang Jingshui patted her chest, looking incredibly forthright.
If it weren't for her slightly protruding chest and delicate features, people might mistake her for a江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) man if she were dressed in men's clothing.
Chang Lu looked at her with doting eyes. The couple's relationship was getting better and better. He was completely under Wang Jingshui's thumb. Before they got married, he hated this kind of fierce woman with a carefree personality. He only liked gentle and tender women. But after meeting Zhu Wenjuan, he realized that the gentler a woman is, the more ruthless she can be.
Like a venomous snake slithering on the ground.
It has no sharp claws and is not as large as jackals, wolves, tigers, or leopards.
You can take a small bite.
Even a god couldn't cure it.
My life is over.
Soon, evening arrived.
The restaurant was packed with people; there wasn't a single empty table, and even the waiting list had numbers stretching to over thirty.
"Are you the manager? Let me add a table to your restaurant. I'm from the next town and came here specifically for hot pot. I don't have time to wait any longer; the city gates will be closing soon. Hurry up and make the arrangements; I want to eat first."
Suddenly, a man holding a queue number approached Chang Lu.
I want him to add a table.
Chang Lu took the paper and saw that it was number fifteen.
Even if they were to add him, it wouldn't be his turn.
"I'm so sorry, the restaurant is so busy, so please be patient and wait in line. If you don't have time, you can come back tomorrow. There are fewer people in the morning and afternoon, so there's no need to wait. You've come at the busiest time of day. Besides, all the seats inside are just right, and we can't add any more tables."
Chang Lu returned the paper to him. Although he refused verbally, he was very polite and told the customers in front of him to come when there were fewer people so they wouldn't have to wait in line.
But the person didn't appreciate it.
He tore the paper in his hand and stood at the entrance of the restaurant.
Shouting loudly.
"I've lived to thirty and I've never seen a restaurant that complains about having too many customers. It's late at night and already a bit chilly, and you're making us stand outside waiting. If we catch a cold, are you going to treat us? What a piece of crap! It's just a lousy hot pot, all that hype. It's probably awful. I've even eaten copper pot hot pot in the capital, and I wouldn't even look down on this piece of junk. I'm not eating here. I'm not putting up with your nonsense."
Chang Lu was speechless.
He had no idea which of his words had offended the man.
He suddenly became irritable.
That's insane.
"It's not even late autumn yet, and the sun hasn't even set, so how can it be cold? The place is full of customers, what can I do? You want to cut in line, but why should the other customers be allowed to cut in line?"
Chang Lu didn't indulge him either.
"You're not cold, but I am! If the place is full, add more tables! Why can't we add more? There are so many empty spaces. I bet you just don't want to add more! What, are you making us all stand outside like we're watching a monkey show? I bet you're doing this on purpose! Everyone stop eating. What a piece of junk hotpot, this rotten stuff. Even if you gave it to me, I wouldn't eat it."
That's really going too far.
Chang Lu couldn't hold back any longer.
“Eat it or don’t, it’s up to you. If you don’t want to eat it, get out!” he retorted.
"You brat, how dare you talk to me like that!"
"I'll talk to you the way you talk! Stop calling me 'I,' who are you to talk to me?"
The two started arguing.
Inside the restaurant, many people craned their necks to look outside.
The second floor was the same; the balcony was packed with people.
If the pastry shop hadn't just closed, the situation would probably have been the same.
The commotion is so big.
Yan Xia's ears are so sensitive, she naturally heard it.
She immediately ran over from the backyard of the pastry shop.
"What's wrong, sir? What happened? I'm the manager of Yan's Restaurant. You can talk to me if you need anything." Yan Xia stood in front of Chang Lu, blocking his view.
The eldest son has the best temper, while Changlu is younger and a bit impulsive. Fearing that he might argue too much with the guests, Yanxia touched Changlu's arm and gave her daughter-in-law a wink.
Wang Jingshui immediately pulled Chang Lu inside.
"So you're the manager of Yan's Restaurant. I heard you're a widow, and it must have been tough raising your children. But even as your business grows, you can't forget to teach them. Look at him, an elder who's older than him, daring to point his finger at me and yell at me. If this were my son, I'd beat him to death! Sure enough, dying young makes you different from others. As for your hot pot, it's just so-so. If you don't want to eat it, fine. Have your son apologize to me, and we'll call it even."
"Apologize? Even if he can't apologize, what wrong has my son done? Besides, who are you to my son as an elder?"
Yan Xia withdrew her smile.
Her eyes turned cold.
He got angry.
"Tsk tsk, no wonder you raised such a rebellious son. It turns out his mother was never upright. I knew it! You look older than your age. No wonder you opened such a big restaurant. Heh! You must have a lover behind the scenes, right? Look at how well you're being pampered. I don't believe you're not being taken care of. You don't look like a decent person. Sigh, it's really a pity for your dead man. The grass on his grave must be three feet high by now!"
The man who was cursing looked at Yan Xia, who was much older than her actual age, with amusement in his eyes.
His words caused everyone present to gasp in shock.
"Fuck you—"
Before Yan Xia could speak...
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