At 11:25, Ruan Lingfeng set off on his tricycle to deliver goods to Meihua Garment Factory.
When I got back, it was still early, so I quickly helped pack the items before heading to Hongda to deliver them.
When Ruan Lingfeng went to Hongda to deliver goods, He Xing also rode his bicycle to the shirt factory to deliver goods. He was not late for lunch.
He arrived at the shirt factory at just past 12:05, the timing was perfect.
Afterwards, Li Bing and several other group leaders began calling out names and distributing meals.
Seeing the team leaders calling out names and serving meals with ease, He Xing felt a pang of resentment. These were supposed to be his customers, and his business should have been just as prosperous as it was now!
But the factory owner's wife won't let the team leader get any more orders, which makes me angry.
Seeing the team leader distributing meals, He Xing quickly took out paper and pen while there were many people around and said to everyone with a smile, "Hello everyone, I am the owner of Lao He Fast Food Restaurant. From now on, the boxed meals I sell to you will only cost two yuan and sixty cents each. My prices are cheaper than Xiang Meizi Fast Food Restaurant. If you want to eat, you can order directly from me."
Peng Liang bluntly said, "Who would order from you if your lunchbox is so awful?"
Many people have already received their boxed meals and started eating, but upon tasting them, they frowned.
The taste is far inferior to He Wenlin's, and the price is lower. In order to save costs, the ingredients are also inferior to He Wenlin's.
Customers aren't stupid; how could they not tell the difference?
These people just didn't say it out loud.
Peng Liang was different. He Xing and Li Bing ruined his chance to earn extra money, so he was more than happy that He Xing had no business, so he naturally spoke the unpleasant truth out loud.
He Xing was extremely embarrassed. He opened his mouth, but couldn't find the words to continue.
Indeed, no one asked him to order food.
The boxed lunches he brought were quickly distributed, and He Xing, feeling rather awkward, rode his tricycle back home.
Now that he can't keep his business here, and he's offended the customers at the Bosch factory, he really doesn't know what to do.
Should we just give up and go back to work in the factory?
But that would be very embarrassing...
...
For He Wenlin, the peak period ended around 12:30.
The family, along with the Ruan siblings, He Hui, He Lanying, and others, gathered together. Because the table was small, they used two folding tables pushed together.
On the table were a variety of delicious dishes, including pickled fish, braised pork ribs, a bowl of country-style stew, cold seaweed salad, boiled pork slices, braised duck with konjac, spicy and sour chicken giblets, and garlic-flavored water spinach. Fearing that the Ruan siblings might not be used to the food, He Wenlin even asked her father to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
A table with ten dishes is quite a feast.
"This is too lavish. We're all family here, it's really unnecessary." After saying that, He Lanying sniffed a few times and laughed, "But just smelling this makes it look delicious."
While pouring drinks for everyone, He Wenlin said, "Then Auntie, you must eat more later. After you finish eating, give me some feedback so I can continue to improve."
He Hui smiled and said, "Your skills are already so good, there's no room for improvement, you don't need to improve anymore."
"Brother Hui just knows how to say nice things."
Grandma He: "Eat your food, don't be shy. I'll rely on everyone's help in the future."
"Auntie, it's our Linfei who needs your help." He Lanying came over specifically because she was worried about Linfei. Now that she saw that her son had become much more sensible and was doing things steadily, she felt relieved.
She was very grateful to the He family.
“We’re learning a trade from him, and he’s not charging us tuition. He’s got room and board, and he’s getting such a high salary. If he ever misbehaves or slacks off, Daming, Aizhen, you can beat him or scold him all you want! I won’t say a word.”
Most parents today still believe in corporal punishment.
When children misbehave at school, this is the same excuse used to convince teachers to hit or scold them as much as they want.
He Daming said happily, "Xiao Fei is quite diligent and quick. He was just young and didn't know any better before. Boys mature later."
Aunt He also said, "Xiao Fei gets up at five o'clock every day, which is something few boys can do."
He Wenlin: "Aunt Lanying, Fei-ge is here, so you can rest assured. Let's eat our food, or it will get cold."
Only then did the adults pick up their chopsticks.
As soon as the fish entered his mouth, He Hui's eyes narrowed into slits: "No wonder Linlin can open a shop and her business is so booming. Her skills are truly amazing. There aren't even any bones in the fish. Impressive!"
"Brother Hui, you should try this braised duck with konjac. Linlin makes the best ones." Lin Fei strongly recommended the braised duck with konjac.
He Wenlin made this dish once before, and it tasted so good that you could swallow your tongue.
"The boiled pork slices are delicious, and I never thought bean sprouts could be so good too," He Shan said excitedly. "Ling Feng, Xiao Min, are you sure you don't want to try them? They're really delicious and not spicy."
Seeing everyone enjoying their food so much, Ruan Min wanted to try some too: "Is it really not spicy?"
The younger brother said firmly, "It's really not spicy!"
The Ruan siblings then picked up a little bit to try, but after taking a bite, they quickly drank a beverage to relieve the spiciness.
Never believe a Hunanese person when they say it's not spicy!
Apart from the Ruan siblings, everyone else was quite satisfied with today's dishes, and almost everyone ate three bowls of rice!
"I can easily finish several bowls of this pickled fish soup with rice without eating any other dishes!" Lin Fei burped.
"Linlin, how much would these dishes cost if you ordered them individually?" He Hui asked.
“A small portion of pickled fish is 12 yuan, and a large portion like today’s is 20 yuan. Boiled sliced pork and farmhouse-style braised pork are both 10 yuan a bowl. Braised duck with konjac is made with half a duck and costs 13 yuan,” He Wenlin said. “The soup with pickled fish is especially delicious with rice. Actually, a small portion of pickled fish is enough for three people.”
He Hui silently noted the price down, thinking he'd share it with others the next day. Ordering one portion by himself would not only be too much for him, but also increase his living costs, which wasn't worthwhile.
After this meal, He Lanying became even more determined to make her son work hard here. If this rascal doesn't work hard, she'll break his legs!
Once you master this skill, will you still have to worry about finding a way to make a living?
In short, everyone enjoyed the meal.
It was almost time for He's mother to go to work, so she went back to the factory with He Hui.
He Lanying was also a diligent person. While helping Grandma He clear the table, He Wenlin and Ruan Min quickly washed the dishes and chopsticks.
He Shan cleaned up the ground, and Lin Fei and He Wenjun each carried two bags of trash and threw them into the trash cans on the main road outside.
A little while later, everyone was about to take a nap; there was still a battle to fight in the afternoon.
He Lanying also took her leave.
Before leaving, he called his son Lin Fei outside and gave him a long lecture, repeatedly telling him to work hard, be diligent, and be sweet-talking.
He Lanying only gave up when Lin Fei became impatient.
Everyone else has gone to rest, but He Wenlin hasn't had a break yet.
She didn't want the shirt factory business to just disappear like that.
So she came up with another idea...
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