Chapter 28: You sell something to people without knowing anything?
Wen Zhiyi thought it was Wen Jin throwing a tantrum again and calling again, and was about to hang up, but when he saw it was his beloved eldest daughter Wen Yulan, he quickly wiped his hands and answered the phone.
"Dad, what are you eating? You made my brother so angry." Wen Yulan moved closer to the screen and looked carefully at the snacks in Wen Zhiyi's hand.
"He's being pretentious. Ignore him! Lan, you just happened to call me. I was just about to tell you something!" Wen Zhiyi perked up when he saw his daughter, which was completely different from the disdain he showed towards his son.
"What did you say? Are you showing off that your fried skewers are delicious, or are you showing off that you made my brother cry?" Wen Yulan smiled as she looked at Wen Zhiyi, who was living like a child despite his age.
"Didn't you find a suitable person in Yangcheng a few days ago? I'll find one for you!" After Wen Zhiyi said this, he took another bite of the fried pork tenderloin and felt the fragrance lingering in his mouth.
"Dad, eat slowly. Let's talk after you finish. I'm not in a hurry."
Wen Yulan wanted to laugh when she saw the old man eating with his mouth full of oil. Unlike Wen Jin who was always controlling and anxious, she was open-minded and did not control her parents' lives. At their age, she just wanted them to be happy.
"Look at my duck leg, it's fried to a crisp. This is the old-fashioned frying method and flavor, but it tastes even better than the old-fashioned flavor. I don't know what she put in the dipping sauce, it's so fragrant! The fried tenderloin is also crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with just the right texture. I haven't tasted such cooking skills in all these years."
Wen Zhiyi brought the fried skewers close to the screen for Wen Yulan to see. Wen Yulan cooperated by opening her eyes wide and studying them carefully, then swallowed silently.
"Dad, where did you buy this? Why didn't you buy it for me?" Wen Yulan was also tempted.
"I bought it at the fried skewers stall in front of the school. I really didn't expect it! A few days ago, I ran into a girl while fishing. She was about Yunyun's age. She said she... But when I went to her stall..."
Wen Zhiyi ate half a duck leg, a chicken rack and a skewer of pork tenderloin, but he couldn't eat any more. He put down the fried skewers and told Wen Yulan what had happened in vivid detail.
"I was thinking a few days ago, didn't your Yangcheng say that the newly hired girl was not suitable for the job, and she just wanted to leave? I think this girl is good!"
"It sounds good, but other people's business is so good at setting up stalls, they may not be willing to do it. Besides, it's only been two months since I started." Wen Yulan was tempted, but a little uncertain.
Wen Yulan works in Jiangcheng and is a branch manager of a construction company. She currently has a project under construction in Yangcheng, which is in the final stage.
Their construction site is equipped with a special canteen, and the canteen team is also permanently stationed at the construction site. There is a head chef, a deputy chef who makes side dishes, and some helpers, etc.
Last month, the canteen's regular sous chef, who prepared side dishes, returned to the village to care for an elderly family member who fell ill. The construction team in Yangcheng hired a temporary replacement locally, but she wasn't used to the canteen's cooking style, and her dishes were less than satisfactory. Even though they were just side dishes, the workers were still resentful that they weren't getting enough.
The aunt herself was also embarrassed, so she offered to resign a few days ago. Her subordinates agreed, but they had not found a suitable person yet, so she turned to Wen Yulan, a native of Yangcheng and her boss, for help.
Wen Yulan mentioned it casually when chatting with Wen Zhiyi, but she didn't expect that the old lady would take it seriously and sell her someone in just a few days.
"It's only two months, and it's summer. If she goes there, she won't have to stand outside in the sun all day. She has to set up a stall in a corner to avoid the sun. You're done here, and the weather is cool now. It's perfect for her to continue setting up the stall, right? Besides, she has only been setting up the stall for a few days, and she has encountered so many troubles. She may not be willing to set up the stall forever." Wen Zhiyi continued to sell, not paying attention to Wen Yulan's concerns.
"That's true. What's her name? Give me her contact information so I can ask."
"Uh..." Wen Zhiyi choked.
"Pfft, Dad! You're selling something to someone when you don't even know their name or contact information?" Wen Yulan was overjoyed.
"...I'll go talk to her tomorrow!" Wen Zhiyi's old face turned red.
After hanging up the video call, Wen Zhiyi sent Wen Yulan the "Urban Management Law Enforcement" video he recorded in the back today.
"So rampant? Yangcheng is really too small. The police station dares to recruit such a person as an intern!"
Wen Yulan, who originally thought her father's description was exaggerated, was also shocked when she saw the video.
"The five Huangs are still reliable. I'll tell the second one so that he can have an idea." Wen Yulan sent another message right after that.
Wen Zhiyi replied in a very trendy way with a cute nodding cat emoji.
"Old man, what are you doing again!"
Just as I was feeling proud, a strong voice came from outside the door, and the nanny Aunt Niu quickly opened the door.
"Oh, so early today, did the yangko troupe fire you?" Wen Zhiyi turned around and jokingly looked at his wife, Fan Guiying, who was still wearing her dance troupe uniform. The old lady looked radiant and danced with great energy.
"I haven't even finished recording the video! Your son's eyes are red as a rabbit, and he's urging me to come back to see you. The old sisters are dancing happily! Tell me what you ate!"
Fan Guiying sat down next to Wen Zhiyi in a hurry.
"What is it? Why does it smell so good?" Fan Guiying was rummaging through the food bag that Wen Zhiyi had placed on the table.
"Your son is crying over junk food! Don't touch mine!" Wen Zhiyi said, pretending to be angry and trying to take the food bag off the table.
"Hey, you two, you just keep sulking each other all day long. What's there to be angry about? He's childish, and you're childish too?
"You, how old are you?! Don't you take care of yourself? Isn't it easy for our son to work outside?" Fan Guiying was about to try to smooth things over when she saw the camera above her move towards her out of the corner of her eye. She quickly changed the subject and began to scold him.
Wen Zhiyi also saw it, and deliberately opened the fried skewers and took one to wave in front of Fan Guiying.
"Just smell it, how delicious it is! Look at the fried pork ribs here, they are so crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, leaving a lingering fragrance in your mouth!"
In front of the camera, Fan Guiying originally wanted to push him away, but as soon as Wen Zhiyi opened the box and took out the fried skewers, the aroma went straight into her nose. Fan Guiying couldn't help it and her eyes followed the fried skewers.
Wen Zhiyi was secretly pleased with himself. He had been married to Fan Guiying for most of her life, so how could he not know her character? Fan Guiying truly loved to eat, but he, on the other hand, wasn't much of a foodie. His last stomach problem wasn't caused by his diet, but by his picky eating habits! Wen Jin didn't understand anything, yet he still insisted on meddling and making a fuss.
Wen Zhiyi smiled triumphantly, then took out a half-eaten duck leg and showed it to Fan Guiying.
"Let me tell you, this duck leg is their signature dish. Students might even queue up for an hour to get a bite. It's the sweet flavor you like, and the skin is still crispy. The duck leg is fat but not greasy, and the aroma of the skin is absolutely amazing with the sauce!"
Wen Zhiyi was so excited when he spoke that Fan Guiying's eyes widened.
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