It wasn't until the last customer left that the shop gradually quieted down. Everyone was exhausted and sat down on the benches to rest.
Aunt Feng'e drank several cups of tea, let out a long sigh, and said with emotion, "Oh dear, Zhao Zhao, apart from the first few days after the shop opened, we've never been this busy. Today, my lips are almost worn out, and my voice is almost hoarse from shouting."
Aunt Shuhua rubbed her sore shoulders. "Yes, there are so many people. At first, I was a little overwhelmed, afraid of forgetting to add anything for the customers. But I gradually got used to it. As long as the soup base is right, I can just add the other ingredients along the counter."
Meng Zhao, dragging his tired body, said, "The next few days will probably be very busy. When you go back these days, please take the donkey cart back so you can walk less. Then take the donkey cart back in the morning so you can sleep for an extra quarter of an hour."
Upon hearing this, Aunt Feng'e slapped her thigh and exclaimed, "Ah, Zhao Zhao, I've made the right choice in choosing a boss like you. You're so considerate!"
Aunt Suyun and Aunt Shuhua next to them nodded in agreement, praising Meng Zhao one after another. They said that Meng Zhao always thought of them when there was something good. Usually when no one was around, Meng Zhao would take the initiative to let them rest, unlike some bosses who would arrange other work for you if you were idle.
So now that there are more people, the work is more tiring, but no one complains. On the contrary, they feel comfortable and are willing to work for Meng Zhao.
After finishing up the last bit of work, Meng Zhao led out the donkey cart and said to Shen Yun before leaving, "Xiao Yun, when you go back, tell Sister Yu Mei to bring some more potato noodles for me, so that we don't run out of stock when business is too good."
"Tell the village head that I'm busy these days and probably won't be able to go to the village. Tell him to take some people to test the drying room and see if the flue is working properly. If there are any problems, let me know immediately. If it works, let him try it a few more times to see what temperature is suitable for drying."
The drying temperature of starch cannot be too low or too high. If it is too low, it will not only be a waste of firewood but also easily stick together. If it is too high, it will easily be overcooked. So it is estimated that it will take many trials to fully master the technique.
Finally, he added, "Also, it's almost time to pick up the goods at Chunfeng Tower. Tell him to tell Chen Xiaowu that I would like to request an audience with Young Master Xiao."
Shen Yun nodded and carefully wrote down everything Meng Zhao said, afraid of missing even the slightest detail.
Xiao Youzhi is always elusive, and she went to Chunfeng Tower twice but didn't see her. Even Chen Xiaowu wasn't there. The Xiao family is very good at relaying messages, so if Xiao Youzhi wanted to see her, he should have sent a message when he heard the news.
But when she went a second time, she still received no letter. After a moment's thought, she realized that Xiao Youzhi was deliberately keeping her hanging.
Although Meng Zhao had already figured out Xiao Youzhi's intentions, he was in a low position and had no choice. Even though he knew he wouldn't see him, he still made two unnecessary trips to show his sincerity. He thought that Xiao Youzhi should have calmed down by now.
Even if he's still angry, Meng Zhao estimates he can't keep her hanging for long. He's signed so many contracts in Huian County alone, and he certainly won't stop there. With the little bit of goods he's supplying her, the Xiao family's inventory is probably almost empty. If he doesn't contact her soon, he'll probably get impatient.
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Xiao Youzhi was currently sitting on the second floor of Chunfeng Tower, sipping tea. He had received Meng Zhao's message for the fifth time that she wanted to see him. A hint of undisguised joy flickered in his deep eyes, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up. "What did she say to you? What was her expression like at the time?"
Chen Xiaowu stood respectfully to the side, his head slightly bowed. Even though he was very good at reading people's expressions, he couldn't understand what his boss was thinking at this moment.
Every time Boss Meng visited Chunfenglou, the boss would ask him all sorts of questions in detail, but he also ordered them not to show him any kindness.
Although he couldn't figure out his boss's style of doing things, Chen Xiaowu still didn't dare to be careless in the slightest and answered seriously: "I didn't see Boss Meng this time. She asked the village head of Shenjia Village to convey that she wanted to see you, young master."
Xiao Youzhi's expression immediately changed, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. With a sharp "smack," the teacup in his hand was slammed heavily onto the table, the tea rippled slightly from the violent impact, spilling a little onto the table.
"Pass on a message? Do you think I'm someone she can just meet with by passing on a message? This Meng Zhao really doesn't know what's important. Her starch isn't selling, and in Qing Shi County alone, where would they go to consume so much? If she doesn't come to beg me now, who will buy her starch?"
Seeing that Xiao Youzhi was angry, Chen Xiaowu didn't know how to respond, but Boss Meng had been good to her and usually took good care of her, so he wanted to offer a few words of explanation.
"Young master, Boss Meng's shop recently introduced a new dish called potato noodles. I secretly went to check it out twice, and the business is booming. There's not even room to put your feet in the shop, and many people are queuing outside. Boss Meng is probably too busy to handle everything. She has already personally gone to Chunfeng Tower several times before."
It's just that you deliberately refused to see him. Once, the young master was in the building with him, and he just sat there and didn't go out, so he couldn't see Boss Meng and couldn't even go to try the potato noodles.
Upon hearing the words "potato noodles," Xiao Youzhi became serious. "Potato noodles? What are those?"
Chen Xiaowu lowered his head and replied, "I didn't see it either. I only heard others describe it as being like transparent noodles, with a rich, sour and spicy flavor. It was very delicious and had a strong aroma. I could faintly smell the fragrance even from far away."
Upon hearing Chen Xiaowu say that it was transparent, Xiao Youzhi understood that the potato starch must be made from starch.
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