"It smells so good!" Mo Ru's roommates came over as soon as they smelled it, and they each took one and ate it.
"Where did Weiden get this from? It's amazing!"
Mo Ru smiled reservedly: "He said his mother made it herself."
"Wow, his mother's cooking is so good! Mo Ru, you're going to be very lucky in the future."
Mo Ru picked up a small fish out of curiosity, wondering if it was really that delicious.
Then, as soon as I tasted it, I was amazed. Everything else I ate was also delicious. Unfortunately, I had eaten too many oranges and drunk a whole bottle of coconut water earlier, and now my stomach is too full.
"If only I had a bowl of rice right now, with two pieces of braised pork, I could eat it all night long."
"We can probably save this for tomorrow since we can't finish it all!"
"Oh dear, Mo Ru, why didn't you open it just now? We ate so many oranges, and now we can't eat anymore."
Mo Ru herself felt a little regretful. How could she have known that Wei Deng's mother's cooking skills were really as good as he said?
"Huh? Song's Snacks?" A roommate noticed the words printed on the packaging and posted curiously, "Could this Song's Snacks be the shop opened by Wei Deng's mother?"
"Do you know Song's Snacks? Is it very famous?"
As another roommate asked a question, Mo Ru also perked up her ears.
"Haven't you guys seen the posts? Songji Snacks is a really popular shop lately, it's in the old town area, I heard it's good quality and cheap, and there's always a line every day." As he spoke, this roommate found the posts he had seen, "Look, the meat pies sold at Songji Snacks are exactly the same as the ones Wei Deng delivered today, aren't they?"
"It really is true. The packaging is correct, and the taste is just as good as described in this post. It's definitely the right one."
"I didn't realize Wei Deng's family was so rich. Such a big store, with such long queues every day, they must be making a lot of money!"
Mo Ru's eyes flickered, concealing her inner excitement: "Maybe it was just something Wei Deng's mother bought here? Or maybe Wei Deng's mother works here, it might not be Wei Deng's family's shop."
Her roommate winked at her: "Is it true? Why don't you just ask Wei Deng directly next time? Or if you're too embarrassed to ask directly, just ask what his mother's last name is. That will also confirm it. If his mother's last name is Song, then our guess is definitely correct."
After hearing this, Mo Ru actually asked, using the excuse that she didn't know how to address him if they met next time.
Wei Deng was a bit silly, or rather, he was completely focused on Mo Ru right now. He believed everything Mo Ru said: "My mother's surname is Song. She would be very happy to see you."
"Then I'll visit Auntie again when I have the chance, but I don't know when she'll have time."
Upon seeing the news, Wei Deng was very happy, but considering that his mother didn't seem too keen on him having a girlfriend right now, he tactfully suggested that his mother was very busy with work and that they could talk about it later when she had time.
Little did she know that such a seemingly casual remark would lead Mo Ru to believe that her mother was the owner of Song's Snack Shop.
After washing up and lying in bed, Mo Ru was still searching for posts about Songji Snacks. To her surprise, she actually found quite a few, most of which were positive reviews, while some were complaints about long queues and the inability to buy the limited-edition snacks.
She truly hadn't expected that Wei Deng's family was actually in business. Just this storefront must cost a considerable amount in rent each month! With such a booming business, how much must they earn in a month?
Wei Deng really kept it a secret! He didn't even tell his girlfriend. If it weren't for her roommate's habit of searching for delicious food online, who knows how long Wei Deng would have kept it from her.
Mo Ru was unaware that even Wei Deng himself was unaware that his mother not only owned a shop, but that the business was also exceptionally successful.
The next day, Wei Deng clearly felt that Mo Ru's attitude towards him was more intimate. Was it because of the snacks his mother made?
"Since you like it so much, I'll bring you some more next time. But your roommates are so picky. They complain about such delicious food. What kind of delicacies would satisfy them?"
Mo Ru's smile froze for a moment. Of course, she couldn't admit that she hadn't opened the food yet and had lied. So she explained in a low voice, "Everyone has different tastes. You mustn't say these things in front of my roommates, otherwise how can I get along with them?"
Wei Deng naturally agreed to her request: "Okay, I won't say anything. I just won't bring them next time."
Mo Ru could only nod, but she felt a little uneasy. Her roommates had praised her so much yesterday, and Wei Deng would only bring her food next time. Was she really not going to share with her roommates? But if she did, she wouldn't get much to eat herself.
It's all Wei Deng's fault. Why didn't he explain that his mother owned a shop first? That way, I wouldn't have been so resistant.
On the other side of the city, Song Xia began another round of busy work. Perhaps because she had a Sunday off, even without the opening discounts, the place was still packed with people on Monday.
The best-selling item in the shop is soup, because anyone who knows food knows the value of Song Xia's homemade clay pot soup. It's not just that it tastes good and is affordable, but more importantly, she uses clean ingredients and cooks it fresh every day.
Grandpa Zhao comes almost every day. Not only him, but his family members also come whenever they have free time, which brings Song Xia many repeat customers.
Many of the guests he brought discussed opening a high-end restaurant with Song Xia, and the conditions they offered were very tempting, but Song Xia rejected them all in the end.
"I don't have the energy for that right now. My shop has just opened, and everyone has supported my business for so long. I can't let everyone down. I'll think about opening a restaurant later."
"I told you, you've all wasted your time." Old Master Zhao snorted twice. "Don't even mention teaching the apprentices how to take over the craft. Only Boss Song could do something like that."
In fact, Song Xia often made these snacks without anyone hiding them from her, and it wasn't that no one tried to learn her techniques, but she just couldn't replicate the taste.
"People have different talents. For example, some people make kimchi by using well water directly without adding any liquor, and the kimchi is still clean, crisp and refreshing. Others dry the brine and insist on no water or oil, but the final product is still inedible. It's the same with the soil. Some people put down a handful of seeds and just water them, and they will grow. Others take great care of the soil, weeding and pest control, but they not only fail to grow many roots, but they are also small and yellow."
“That’s absolutely right.” Someone chimed in helplessly, “I take care of my child, and he’s a picky eater and has indigestion. I’ve painstakingly raised him until he’s pale and thin. But after sending him to my mom’s for a summer vacation, he came back plump and healthy, and he can even eat two steamed buns. Where’s the justice in that?”
Upon hearing this, everyone laughed and joked. Seeing that Song Xia really had no plans to open other stores for the time being, they had no choice but to give up on the idea for the time being.
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