Chapter 80 Meow Meow
"Where does the fragrance come from?"
When they smelled the familiar rich aroma of roast duck, Wu Weiguo and Mu Mingqiu widened their eyes at the same time.
Mu Mingqiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and his arrogance dissipated a lot. He subconsciously began to look around.
——Yes, this is the right smell. It is this fragrance that makes him miss it all day long!
Wu Weiguo was also looking around, feeling even more confused.
He clearly didn't see the tricycle!
I clearly didn't see the tricycle, so why could I smell the fragrance? Is it haunted? ?
...However, Boss Xiaolan's roast duck is so delicious that its smell can indeed spread across two or three streets.
Wu Weiguo looked closely at the surrounding streets.
Grass.
"Sorry, Master. I parked on the wrong street," Wu Weiguo scratched his head awkwardly, "I parked at the back door, haha."
As a high-end private restaurant, Zhuyuan Private Restaurant has a front door and a back door, and the decorations on both sides are quite similar, both with an antique style of small bridges and flowing water. Wu Weiguo didn't notice and parked on the street near the back door.
But Boss Xiaolan’s stall is opposite the front door.
Wu Weiguo pulled up the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator: "Master, wait a minute. I'll take you to see Boss Xiaolan!"
Mu Mingqiu glanced at him doubtfully.
Mu Mingqiu was still skeptical about the statement "a three-year-old child selling roast duck". He would never believe it unless he saw it with his own eyes.
But at this moment, when he smelled the fragrance, he could be sure that there really was a roast duck genius selling roast duck at a stall nearby!
Moreover, maybe it was Wu Weiguo who hired this person as a spy?
But no matter what, this delicious roast duck, I must try it myself.
Mu Mingqiu swallowed his saliva and nodded modestly: "Okay, drive faster."
The Maybach turned around at lightning speed and rushed towards the front gate street of Zhuyuan.
…
At the same time, Zhuyuan Private Kitchen, at the main entrance.
Grandma Liu stood at the gate of Zhuyuan, holding her four-year-old granddaughter Yanyan, with a helpless look on her face.
The little girl's eyes were still swollen, and her nose and chin were red, obviously she had cried a lot.
...Yesterday, when Grandma Liu was taking Yanyan to school, they both smelled the rich aroma of roast duck. However, Yanyan just sat down on the ground, hugged her grandmother's thighs and cried, saying that she wanted to eat roast duck.
Grandma Liu took a look and saw that the aroma of roast duck came from the direction of Zhuyuan, so she cruelly dragged her granddaughter away and was reluctant to buy it. Although Grandma Liu herself could not resist the smell of the fragrance, she was an adult after all, and had better self-control than a child. No matter how much she wanted to eat it, she could resist it.
Who would have known that the little girl cried for a whole day and a whole night for this roast duck!
He started crying after school yesterday and kept crying until the evening. He was still crying in the middle of the night about wanting to eat roast duck. The neighbors thought their house was haunted and came knocking on the door to complain.
These are still pretty good.
Looking at Yanyan who kept crying, Grandma Liu felt really distressed. She was afraid that the little girl would damage her eyes from crying.
Grandma Liu's son and daughter-in-law died early in a car accident. Yanyan lost her parents when she was one year old and was left to be raised by Grandma Liu. Grandma Liu felt sorry for her granddaughter who had to lose both her parents at such a young age, so she couldn't help but spoil Yanyan a little and granted her all her requests.
No matter what Yanyan wanted, Grandma Liu gritted her teeth and did her best to satisfy her.
To be honest, yesterday's incident at Zhuyuan Roast Duck was the first time Grandma Liu refused Yanyan's request.
Yanyan was just a girl of three or four years old. How could she understand what was expensive or not? She had never suffered such an injustice before. And she was so greedy by the smell that she cried for a whole day and a night.
"Alas, I just doted on this girl too much. She is only three or four years old and she is so spoiled. What will happen to her in the future?"
Although she said this, Grandma Liu still had no choice but to get up early today and brought Yanyan to the gate of Zhuyuan.
"Grandma, can we eat roast duck now?" Upon hearing the good news, Yanyan stopped crying immediately.
Although her big eyes were still swollen, the little girl exuded happiness and her eyes were sparkling.
"It's not certain whether we can eat it or not," Grandma Liu sighed helplessly and muttered, "Grandma, just give it a try."
She heard that the roast duck in Zhuyuan costs two to three thousand yuan. Grandma Liu receives a pension every month, but it was almost the end of the month now, and she had to scrape together 2,500 yuan by borrowing money from her own pension and from friends.
I don’t know if it’s enough.
I also heard that even if you have money, you can’t buy Zhuyuan’s roast duck at any time. You need connections and make a reservation.
Grandma Liu knocked on the door of Zhuyuan nervously.
The lobby manager, Lao Hu, noticed the old man and the young man early on.
It's hard not to notice.
...All the guests who come and go in Zhuyuan are wearing high-end brand names, and famous cars and watches are just the beginning.
Suddenly, a little old lady in ordinary flowered clothes came, holding a little girl from kindergarten. They neither looked poor, they were just dressed like ordinary citizens, but they looked a bit out of place at the entrance of this bamboo garden.
"How can I help you two?" Old Hu walked out slowly and asked absentmindedly.
Although he was being polite, Lao Hu looked like that: his chin was slightly raised, his eyes were slanted, and he didn't look people in the eye.
——Compared with his attitude towards Mu Mingqiu and Huo Ye yesterday, it cannot be said to be completely different, but it can only be said to be completely irrelevant.
If you don’t know, you might think they are two completely different people.
It's strange to say.
Their Zhuyuan Private Kitchen is a catering business, which is clearly a service industry, but these employees all act like owners.
Grandma Liu wiped the sweat off her palms on the hem of her clothes and smiled awkwardly but with a hint of flattery: "Hello, my granddaughter smelled the delicious roast duck from Zhuyuan yesterday and was really craving for it. She wanted to try it... Can we buy a roast duck?"
The little girl Yanyan also showed an expectant expression: "Uncle, I want to eat roast duck, thank you!"
Hearing this, Lao Hu stopped talking.
He looked the grandson up and down slowly and said, "A roast duck costs 3,999 yuan. Is your budget enough?"
Grandma Liu's heart skipped a beat.
Three thousand nine hundred and nine? ! How come it’s more expensive than she guessed?
Cold sweat broke out on her palms.
I only had more than 2,000 yuan in my card, and I thought that more than 2,000 yuan for a roast duck was already the limit, but who knew that this roast duck would cost 4,000 yuan!
Looking at Grandma Liu’s expression, Old Hu knew she couldn’t afford it.
As a result, Lao Hu's expression became even more arrogant. Although there was a smile on his face, it was full of disdain as he looked around: "Will you buy it?"
"Um, can I buy half one?" Grandma Liu asked awkwardly.
The little girl Yanyan looked at her grandmother with her big eyes, then at Old Hu, and seemed to have noticed that the atmosphere was not right.
She pursed her lips and said nothing.
Lao Hu cleared his throat: "Yes, it is possible..."
Just when Grandma Liu was about to feel hopeful about the next moment.
Old Hu changed the subject and said, "Then please go to our front desk to make an appointment. We need to review your funds and collect a membership registration fee of one thousand yuan. The current schedule is August of the year after next."
Grandma Liu's face turned pale.
What? ? !
Not only do you have to pay an extra registration fee of one thousand yuan, but you also have to wait in line for one or two years.
Isn't this just making things difficult for people?
Grandma Liu picked up Yanyan and walked out: "Then we won't eat!"
Yanyan burst into tears: "Wow, wow, roast duck, grandma, I want to eat roast duck..."
Old Hu sneered from behind and said in a loud voice: "The people who come and go in Zhuyuan are all important people with status. Not everyone can come to eat here!"
Grandma Liu was shaking with anger. But there's nothing I can do.
A bully who takes advantage of others!
At this moment, Lao Hu suddenly made a 180-degree turn. He bowed in a certain direction, and his voice became extremely servile and greasy, as if he could squeeze water out of it:
"Hey, isn't this Master Mu?"
Grandma Liu followed his gaze.
A Maybach that looked very expensive and cool stopped at the entrance of Zhuyuan.
The Maybach's door opened.
The person in the car stepped out with his long legs. Mu Mingqiu's signature red hair fluttered in the wind, and he looked handsome and arrogant.
Grandma Liu remembered that she had seen this face in newspaper news before. The man was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and was indeed different from ordinary people like them.
No wonder this lackey's attitude changed instantly.
"Master Mu, you are coming to Zhuyuan for dinner, why didn't you inform us in advance so that we could reserve a seat for you!" Old Hu was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. "You must be here to eat Zhuyuan roast duck, right? Our chef will prepare it right away."
At the same time, Old Hu glanced at Grandma Liu arrogantly and said loudly, "See? Our Zhuyuan is not a cheap roadside stall that anyone can eat at. Usually, we receive big customers like Master Mu in Zhuyuan..."
It seemed that Mu Mingqiu only noticed Lao Hu's existence at this time.
He glanced at Lao Hu and frowned:
"I'm not eating at Zhuyuan today. I'm just passing by. Besides, your Zhuyuan roast duck is so bad, but I'm not going to be taken advantage of."
"Oh, by the way, cancel my membership renewal. I won't go there anymore," Mu Mingqiu said calmly. "The aroma of your roast duck is not even one thousandth as good as this roadside stall."
After saying that, Mu Mingqiu walked towards the snack stand opposite.
The closer he got, the more eager the look in Mu Mingqiu's eyes became, and the scent that had been haunting him enveloped him.
He walked towards the food stand excitedly, and soon his pace quickened and turned into a jog...
"Hey, divine roast duck, here comes this young master!"
Grandma Liu: “?”
Lao Hu: “……????”
Old Hu was struck by lightning.
Mu Mingqiu is one of Zhuyuan's most important customers. It is no exaggeration to say that he is Zhuyuan's cash cow.
This... Mu Mingqiu's membership was cancelled just like that? ? ?
And at this moment, the little girl Yanyan suddenly stopped crying and moved her nose.
She seemed to be sniffing something carefully.
"Grandma," Yanyan tugged at Grandma Liu's sleeve and pointed at the roast duck stall across the street, "The aroma of roast duck I smell seems to be coming from over there."
It seems that Young Master Mu's vision is indeed sharp.
Seeing this scene, passers-by couldn't help but point and talk.
Some people even took out their phones to take a short video:
"It seems that this Zhuyuan roast duck is indeed expensive and unpalatable. The eldest young master of the Mu family cancelled his membership after eating it and went straight to the snack stand across the street."
"Tsk tsk tsk, not only is it unpalatable, but it's also bullying. He's just a restaurant owner, but he thinks he's the boss and is bullying his grandson. How shameless!"
"You still look down on the roast duck at the roadside stall? Can your roast duck compare?!"
"You know what, this roast duck smells really good... My mouth is watering. Hehe, I'm going to buy one."
"Me too, me too!"
Hearing these words, Lao Hu turned pale and trembled with anger, but he didn't know how to refute.
I also have to report urgently to the professional team and think about how to win back such a big customer like Young Master Mu.
Under the accusations and abuses of the crowd, Lao Hu fled in panic and turned back home in shame.
Before entering the door, he took one last look at the food stand across the street, his eyes full of disbelief.
...Isn’t it just a roast duck stall run by a three-year-old kid?
What kind of magic could attract Mu Mingqiu away? !
Grandma Liu picked up Yanyan and puffed out her chest.
Along with the others, Grandma Liu took Yanyan and walked to the roast duck stall opposite:
"Come on, Yanyan, grandma will take you to eat some really delicious roast duck!"
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Mu Mingqiu walked towards the roast duck snack stand.
Wu Weiguo followed Mu Mingqiu, his eyes full of anticipation -
After he gave the roast duck he packed yesterday to his daughter, his daughter and wife shared it all, and he didn't even taste a single bite.
Although he had half a roast duck by himself yesterday, which was luckier than most people, it was still not enough.
He can eat three roast ducks this delicious!
And, for some reason, the roast duck smells more fragrant today than yesterday.
"The roast duck smells better today than it did yesterday," Mu Mingqiu said at almost the same time. He murmured, "There's a hint of sweet fruit in the aroma of the roast duck..."
The closer he got to the roast duck stall, the more excited and fanatical Mu Mingqiu's eyes became.
His eyes were fixed on the oven.
Through the transparent barrier, you can see twenty roast ducks hanging neatly in the oven. Amid the hot steam, the roast ducks are plump, with a bright red color that is extremely uniform. Under the bright light, they have an extremely oily luster.
Coupled with the fragrance that keeps wafting away...
Mu Mingqiu's Adam's apple rolled up and down involuntarily.
Mu Mingqiu has eaten almost every famous roast duck in Beijing, and only an old restaurant that was very popular a few years ago can compare with the roast duck in front of him.
But the roast duck chef in that old shop had acquired the skills through roasting ducks for forty or fifty years. Later, when the chef retired due to illness, his roast duck skills were lost. It is still a great regret in Mu Mingqiu's heart.
But even such delicious roast duck seemed inferior to the roast duck in front of him.
Seeing this roast duck, Mu Mingqiu became more and more convinced——
Anyone who can roast a duck like this must be a master!
At least 20 to 30 years of relevant working experience is required.
There's no way he could be a three-year-old.
Wu Weiguo must be lying to him.
In order to see the roast duck more clearly, Mu Mingqiu couldn't help but get closer and closer, unwilling to miss any details...
His beautiful face was almost touching the glass barrier!
And it was at this time.
A childish voice rang in my ears: "Uncle, do you want to buy roast duck?"
Mu Mingqiu's attention was entirely focused on the roast duck, and he didn't even notice that the boss's voice sounded too young.
Mu Mingqiu looked at the roast duck lovingly and murmured, "Buy it, I want to buy it. I'll buy as many as you have..."
The child's voice was not surprised and refused very skillfully: "Uncle, each person can only buy one."
This is the third customer to come to Boss Xiaolan’s roast duck stall.
…and the third person who threatened to buy all the roast ducks.
Fortunately, he was smart and limited the purchase in advance. Jian Yunlan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. It was a close call. He almost had to close his stall at the speed of light.
One, limit to one? ? ? ! ! !
--boom!
Such as being struck by lightning.
Mu Mingqiu staggered and became extremely weak.
How can this be enough to eat!
The sorrow in Mu Mingqiu's eyes almost solidified into reality, and his gaze lingered on the roast duck reluctantly. After a long while, he forced himself to look away and look at the person who was talking to him:
"Boss, please, please be flexible and let me buy a few more roast ducks. I can do anything - ok?"
Mu Mingqiu stopped talking.
His sight gradually focused in front of him.
Nothing.
Wait, where's the boss?
Where is the person who just spoke to him?
After a long while, the 1.88-meter-tall Young Master Mu's gaze slowly and doubtfully moved downward, downward, and downward again.
Then he saw a tiny creature that was not even as tall as his knees.
The little one was wearing a floral apron, and her big black and slightly blue eyes looked at him seriously. Her little cheeks were still chubby. "No, uncle, each person can only buy one roast duck. This is the rule of our roast duck stall."
Mu Mingqiu: “…”
Mu Mingqiu: “…………”
Silence is Cambridge tonight.
Mu Mingqiu felt a little itchy.
He endured for a while, but finally couldn't suppress the impulse in his heart. He bent down and picked up the little boy and held him high. Looking up at the little boy, Mu Mingqiu even couldn't help but choke up his voice:
"Baby, where are your parents? You are amazing. You are so young and yet you are helping your parents look after the roast duck stall."
The gentle tone of voice was somewhat inconsistent with his arrogant appearance as a young master.
Jian Yunlan, whose feet were suddenly suspended in the air, said: “.”
Ye Qingquan, who was not far away: “……!”
Ahhh, you bad guy, let my Lanlan go!
No matter how relaxed Ye Qingquan was as a parent, he couldn't let his child set up a stall alone, so he followed him since yesterday. This was the situation he was most worried about, a stranger with no sense of propriety would actually take action directly.
Ye Qingquan was extremely anxious, not knowing how to stop the stranger's behavior without revealing his identity.
Not only Ye Qingquan, but also Aunt Wang and Xu Shishi who were waiting for the roast duck were getting anxious.
"Hey, don't disturb Boss Xiaolan from doing business." "That's right, Boss Xiaolan was just about to cut a roast duck for us."
Aunt Wang is an old hand. She didn't care about the young master or the old man. She took the little boy from Mu Mingqiu's arms and put him on the ground. "Boss Xiaolan, don't be afraid. Just relax!"
The little boy nodded confusedly.
He brushed the dust off his clothes, put on his mask again, then leaned over skillfully, picked up a roast duck from the oven and placed it on the chopping board.
The little boy picked up the knife.
The knife flashed with a cold light, and the blade was sharp, reflecting the little boy's tender and white profile.
At this time, Mu Mingqiu on the side finally couldn't hold it anymore.
"...Really? This three-year-old kid is really the owner of this roast duck stall? Are you guys playing me???"
Xu Shishi, Aunt Wang, and Wu Weiguo at the side looked at him with helpless looks on their faces when they heard what he said.
It seemed as if Mu Mingqiu was the weird one.
"What's wrong with a three-year-old kid selling roast duck? It's normal, okay?"
"Boss Xiaolan is not an ordinary person, he is a genius baby."
"Yeah yeah."
“No,” Mu Mingqiu was speechless, “The knife is almost bigger than his face, how can he cut——”
Next second.
The little boy moved his wrist slightly, and the crispy skin in the middle of the roast duck was sliced off completely, neatly and evenly.
There was a decisive light flashing in his big round eyes, and the hand holding the kitchen knife almost left an afterimage as slices of roast duck flew out like petals, evenly sized and without any delay.
Swish, swish, swish!
While cutting, the little boy also arranged the dish at the same time. The roast duck slices were stacked on top of each other, like a blooming flower.
It's just a show of skill.
Xu Shishi and Aunt Wang next to them clapped excitedly.
“…”
Mu Mingqiu shut up immediately.
Okay.
Maybe, it is not impossible for a three-year-old child to set up a stall to sell roast duck...
In the blink of an eye, two slices of roast duck were put into takeaway boxes, topped with duck sauce and shredded green onions and cucumbers, and handed to Aunt Wang and Xu Shishi respectively.
"I also made a portion of marinade today. Do you need it?" the little boy asked the two with a smile.
Before Xu Shishi could react, Aunt Wang immediately said:
"Yes, of course!"
Given Boss Xiao Lan’s cooking skills, the marinade he makes must be delicious. Even if you don’t eat it with roast duck, you can use it as a side dish with rice or noodles when you get home. It’s definitely worth it.
Xu Shishi also realized this and immediately said, "I want brine too."
Jian Yunlan packed up the marinade for the two of them, then turned to Mu Mingqiu: "Uncle, do you want some roast duck?"
Mu Mingqiu said nothing.
He is struggling.
Before realizing that the boss was a three-year-old child, Mu Mingqiu had already decided to buy all the roast ducks, but at this moment he couldn't help but hesitate.
Even for someone as knowledgeable as him, it was the first time he saw such a young child setting up a stall. What if the roast duck was not delicious, wouldn’t that destroy all his beautiful fantasies?
However, Mu Mingqiu didn't hesitate for long.
Because behind him, a huge group of people had already arrived at the scene...
After yesterday's bloody lesson, Ye Qingquan no longer hesitated. Wearing a mask and sunglasses, he quietly mixed into the crowd and lined up, saying:
"Master, are you going to buy it or not? Please give me a definite answer."
Other diners responded:
"If you don't buy it, we will."
"Yes, yes, yes. If you don't want to buy, don't bother the boss doing business."
"It smells so good, I can't wait, let me buy it now!"
Hearing these urgings, Mu Mingqiu took another look at the roast duck sizzling in the oven, the red skin, the fat dripping down from the roast...
Finally, he stopped hesitating.
"I'll buy it," Mu Mingqiu swallowed his saliva and made up his mind:
"Boss Xiaolan, give me a roast duck!"
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