After the beginning of autumn, the weather in Hong Kong suddenly turned cold. Although the weather forecast said that there were still autumn tigers lurking, there would be warmer days later. But in the past few days, the cold weather has invaded, and everyone has put on long sleeves and long pants. Most customers do not drink ice cream with smoothies and ice cream.
However, Yi Ji still has countermeasures against climate change.
Jia Yi gave her brother a list of small ingredients that can be put into milk tea, such as cheese, cream, red beans, mung beans, oreo crumbs, coconut flakes, cocoa crumbs, etc., just like making porridge.
Moreover, the different combinations between small ingredients and various drinks are called differently.
It is almost possible to launch new products endlessly.
Jia Yi and her brother discussed that Yi Ji would try one combination after another: sell this combination for half a month, and then start selling new milk tea when everyone is tired of it. Each variety has gained popularity, and then slowly expanded to the drink menu.
The first cup of milk tea this autumn is the 'Raw Coconut Oolong Milk'.
Coconuts are plentiful in Hong Kong.
This drink, which has become the main product of many milk tea shops in the future, is believed to have a niche in this era.
Sure enough, the romantic encounter of raw coconut, oolong tea and hot milk can not only warm the bodies of Hong Kong citizens invaded by autumn, but also satisfy the taste buds of customers and fill the wallets of Yijiadong. Even
the big rough guy at the pork stall in the vegetable market has to wipe the oil off his hands, come over and order a cup, and then hold the milk tea with his chubby round hands and drink it happily.
As soon as the production of Ice Cream was reduced, the Raw Coconut Oolong Milk immediately took over. There was no need to do any promotion, and old customers continued to come.
The new milk tea instantly became popular among students. Word of mouth spread, and many nearby students came to drink it, and also wanted to try Boss Yi’s other skills. Pineapple buns, roasted wheat, barbecued pork, and fish balls all sold better.
Young people with some money would also try the big dishes, such as eight-treasure duck, traditional steamed chicken, roasted pigeon, etc., and sales also increased. With the increase in customer flow, Yi Jiadong had to buy an extra freezer to store more ingredients.
Fortunately, Sun Xin, a full-time employee, helped.
But in reality, after Sun Xin joined, Yi Ji became even busier.
First, the sour radish was continuously supplied. When the guests sat down at the table, a small dish was served first. It tasted sour and refreshing. The sour, sweet and spicy taste filled the mouth after chewing, which greatly aroused their appetite. The number of orders increased, and Yi Ji became even busier.
Later, Sun Xin added two super fresh dishes to Yi Ji, Mapo Tofu and Cross-legged Beef. Neighbors nearby, old friends such as the owner of the next door store, tried them, and the word quickly spread. Many people came to try them...
So, there was often a queue at the window for buying milk tea.
The main hall was so crowded that all the guests could not sit, so Yi Jiadong had to buy a few more tables and a dozen hard plastic round stools, and add tables and seats at the door.
In this way, Yi Ji was booming and busy.
Today, Yijiadong specially hired someone to build a canopy. There was no other way. The clothes and pants hung up by the grandma upstairs were always dripping. Sometimes things would fall down from the upstairs. Although it would not hurt anyone, the dust from eating and drinking was annoying. A canopy was necessary.
He bought a foldable canopy frame and hired a sturdy and mellow-looking temporary worker from the construction site to do the work. He was paid 48 Hong Kong dollars for building the canopy, including a meal.
After working all afternoon, the canopy was finally built at dinner time.
When the temporary worker Qin Xiaolei was quietly clearing away the garbage, a piece of sticker stuck in the crack of the cement road, and suddenly bounced out and hit the back of the lady sitting at the door of Yiji Hall.
The woman stood up with a cry, touching her back and angrily asked, "Who is it? What are you doing?"
Qin Xiaolei was startled, put down the broom and ran to the woman, and apologized repeatedly. Yi Jiadong also ran out from the kitchen, wiping his hands on his apron and smiling,
"I'm so sorry, the shop is a bit messy because of the awning today. Does it hurt?"
"Of course it hurts, or you can try it." The woman took off the shirt that was used as a small jacket and looked at the back.
The patch left a rust spot on the back of the shirt, and it didn't come off even after wiping it with tissue paper.
She had heard that there were very delicious mainland dishes here, so she came here specifically to eat at this alley shop. It was old and crowded, totally different from the clean and bright restaurants and bars she had eaten in before.
She had just tasted a few mouthfuls and was glad that the food tasted good, but then she encountered this kind of thing. It turned out that this kind of shabby shop in the alley should not be visited casually.
"This shirt is very expensive, did you know that?" The woman glared at Yi Jiadong fiercely, and then glared at Qin Xiaolei who was standing nervously and annoyed, and asked aggressively:
"How are you going to compensate?"
"How much? I'll pay you, miss." Yi Jiadong wiped the sweat off his face, still smiling.
"I... I can help you wash it off." Qin Xiaolei stared at the rust spots on the shirt in the woman's hand. He knew how to wash such rust.
"Can it be washed clean?" The woman looked at him suspiciously.
"Yes." Seeing that she seemed to be open to this solution, Qin Xiaolei's eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously. A shirt like this is obviously expensive. He only earned 48 yuan in the whole afternoon, how could he afford to lose it.
The woman pursed her lips and did not answer immediately. Instead, she raised her head slightly and looked up and down at the man in front of her with her beautiful eyes -
Qin Xiaolei's overly broad shoulders, thick chest, waist that narrowed downwards, and the outline of his hips outlined by the side of his pants.
And his strong thighs under his washed-out jeans, and a pair of big feet wearing cloth shoes.
When she raised her head again, she had a smile on her face. She brought the shirt in her hand to her nose and sniffed it before handing it to Qin Xiaolei:
"Here."
Yi Jiadong, who was standing by and watching all this, inexplicably read a hint of sexual suggestion from the woman's sniffing of the shirt.
He glanced at Qin Xiaolei subtly, but the other party seemed to be unaware of it. He only asked him to borrow lemons and other things needed to wash off the rust, and then went to the back kitchen to wash the clothes
honestly. The rough hands rubbed very lightly, carefully and meticulously. But Qin Xiaolei seemed to be completely uninterested in the smell of this female underwear shirt.
After the clothes were washed, Jiaru found a hanger for Qin Xiaolei and temporarily hung it in the small house where Sun Xin lived, blowing it in the sun.
When Qin Xiaolei came out again after wiping his hands, Yi Jiadong had already prepared dinner for him. The simple and rough man took the dishes, smiled and sniffed the aroma of the food as he looked for a table to sit.
The red-haired woman saw him coming out and immediately waved to Qin Xiaolei, "Come here and sit at the table."
It was dinner time, and everyone was sitting at the shared table. Qin Xiaolei hesitated for a moment before walking to the woman's side, pulling a small stool to sit opposite her, and then he immersed himself in feasting, completely unaware of the beautiful and decent woman in front of him.
The woman seemed to smell a hint of provocation, and most of the men in the store would look at her frequently.
Especially after taking off her shirt, the close-fitting vest had a good body-tightening effect, clearly showing the curves of her upper body, and the men peeked at her more frequently.
But the rough man in front of her was not interested in her at all, as if the meal in front of him was more delicious than hers.
Seeing that the man was about to empty his plate, the woman twisted her red hair with her fingers, held her chin and asked, "Can you clean the range hood?"
"Ah?" Qin Xiaolei finally raised his head.
"I've been using it for a long time, and it's clogged and won't ventilate. Since you can clean rust spots on clothes, can you clean the range hood?" The woman leaned towards him slightly, her career line looming. "
That's not difficult, I can do all these jobs inside and outside, give me the materials, and I can build a house." Qin Xiaolei patted his chest and said, aren't these jobs that all men can do, of course he can!
"You are helping the boss build a canopy here, how much does the boss pay you?" The woman's voice became more and more charming.
"48 yuan, and this meal is included." Qin Xiaolei's tone was a bit boastful, as if this was a generous reward.
"Then I'll give you 100 yuan, and you can help me clean the range hood, okay?" The woman thought for a moment and said,
"There's also a sliding door in my house that's rusted. It makes a creaking sound every time I pull it. It's so noisy. And I don't know if some of my tables have longer legs than others, or the screws are loose, so they're shaking. Can you help me check them out... I'll give you another 50 yuan for these."
Qin Xiaolei muttered to himself and calculated. It added up to 150 yuan. It was just some small jobs. It was great!
"Okay!" He quickly took two bites of food, nodded vigorously, and looked at the woman with burning eyes, as if he was afraid that the money would run away.
The woman snorted and laughed, with an unclear meaning.
After dinner, they took their shirts and walked out of the shop. Yi Jiadong looked at their backs and felt that the woman was attracted to Qin Xiaolei's body.
He couldn't help but look down at himself. He was quite tall, with regular features and a handsome appearance.
Why did a poor guy like Qin Xiaolei, who was dressed in a sloppy way, have women choosing him? He was a restaurant owner after all, but no one was looking at him. Just
as he was complaining to himself, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door. He looked up and saw Fang Zhenyue and others brushing shoulders with Qin Xiaolei and the other man who had just left.
Yi Jiadong came to the door with a big smile to welcome them, and specially pulled a table at the door, "I set up a canopy today, sit outside, it's ventilated and spacious, and the tables and chairs are new."
A group of detectives took the things from Yi Jiadong's hands and set up the table and chairs by themselves, "Brother Jiadong, you are busy, we will do it ourselves."
"I'll order the dishes." Fang Zhenyue pulled a chair and sat down, and ordered 8 dishes quickly and neatly.
"What good news, Mr. Fang?" Yi Jiadong greeted with a smile.
"The new case has confirmed the identity of the deceased, which is a big step forward. This bunch of losers found every opportunity to force me to treat them, so I had to come again." Fang Zhenyue looked at Liu Jiaming and others with a frown, but his behavior was still generous and ruthless, ordering all the meat and seafood.
Jiayi found a seat for herself next to Mr. Fang, and stood up to help her eldest brother before the dishes were served.
She carried the dishes, ordered the dishes, and ran around. The person who passed by her when she just entered the door did not leave the slightest impression in her mind.
If Jiayi stared at the two people, she would definitely find that the beautiful woman whose body was blocked by the strong and thick Qin Xiaolei was the murderer of the Cheung Sha Wan skeleton case that she saw in the flow image.
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While standing in the elevator, She Jingjing kept stroking her long red hair, while the rough man Qin Xiaolei stared at the numbers on the elevator.
Bumpkin.
She Jingjing's house was bright and clean, and very spacious. It was a "luxury house" that Qin Xiaolei had never seen before.
As soon as he walked into the house, he could smell a very strong perfume, which was strange and irritating to the point of sneezing.
After taking off his shoes, Qin Xiaolei was a little ashamed of the hole in his socks, but She Jingjing didn't care about his embarrassment, but showed extraordinary enthusiasm.
She kicked off her shoes, bare her white and tender feet, and led him to the kitchen to work.
During this time, she sometimes handed him a cup of hot water, and sometimes came closer to watch him work, which often made him uncomfortable - it was a hindrance and delayed his work.
A man who has been rough and poor since childhood does not believe that anyone will like him, especially a woman like She Jingjing.
Qin Xiaolei did not have the slightest fantasy or extravagant expectations. He wholeheartedly helped her clean the kitchen and fix things. After a while, he was sweating profusely.
After being annoyed several times, She Jingjing simply sat on the sofa in the living room, drinking orange juice while watching him work hard, and she actually felt a different kind of satisfaction.
She enjoyed Qin Xiaolei working for her, which was a feeling of self-awareness and power, as if she had become the most attractive woman in the world.
She thought that this was the privilege that a beautiful woman deserved, and all men should submit to her, without exception.
There should be no exceptions!
And the Qin Xiaolei in front of her brought her even more happiness. He had done so much work before he even took advantage of her.
All the old and broken things in her house were fixed by him, and the range hood was whirring, which made her feel happy.
Especially, when she thought of Qin Xiaolei being a fool and working for her, not knowing what was going to happen, She Jingjing couldn't help laughing.
She looked at the orange juice on the table in front of her, which Qin Xiaolei had drunk most of, and leaned on the sofa, touching the dagger hidden in the gap.
It was a two-palm-long, huge fruit knife, it was extremely sharp, and it had a bloodthirsty metallic cold light. !