Seeing that his wife had successfully secured a seat, Su Chenhao felt relieved and then began to think about what kind of wontons they would have for dinner.
I have to say, this store is doing really well, even better than the store my family owns.
There were more than ten people in line to order wontons; some were taking them away, while others were eating them.
Some people ordered several servings, as if they were free, but in reality, the wontons at this shop are not cheap.
Meat dishes cost six cents, vegetarian dishes cost four cents.
The soup smelled good, and Su Chenhao originally wanted to go, but in the end he ordered two servings of chicken wontons.
Watching them wrap the wontons, then cook them, and finally pour broth over them, their movements were methodical and efficient, resulting in wontons that were delicious and visually appealing.
They take the wontons away on a tray and return them afterward, just like other customers do.
After the food was placed on the table, Su Chenhao noticed that there were several extra plates of side dishes.
Qiao Xiaoni wiped the spoon and chopsticks with a tissue: "The side dishes are good, you'll know once you try them."
"Okay, I'll return the tray first." After saying that, he turned around and hurriedly went back to the workbench to put the tray away. When he came back, his face was covered in sweat.
Qiao Xiaoni put the cleaned spoon into his bowl.
"I can tell from the smell that you ordered chicken wontons."
"I just ordered chicken wontons because her shop had so many kinds of wontons."
"There are indeed many varieties, probably more than 20, otherwise the business wouldn't be so good," Qiao Xiaoni said while eating, occasionally blowing on the wontons when they were too hot to handle.
Su Chenhao first tasted the soup, and it tasted really good. Then he ate the wontons and found them even more delicious.
"The chef who seasoned the meat filling is quite skilled."
"Hmm, there must be a lot of ingredients in there." Qiao Xiaoni picked up a piece of pickled radish with her chopsticks and put it in his bowl.
"Try it, although it doesn't taste as good as what I make."
Su Chenhao ate the radish and nodded: "It's a bit worse than yours, but it's already pretty good."
"I think our shop should make more mixed dishes to meet everyone's needs."
"There aren't as many customers as before, so if you're going to order anything, just pick three items; you don't need to make too many."
"Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll go back and look into it." Qiao Xiaoni was about to eat her wontons when she realized that the proprietress had somehow appeared next to them.
In other words, the landlady overheard what they were saying.
Wei Jinfeng noticed that the little girl had taken notice of her, so she simply sat down next to her.
"I came here to thank you. If it weren't for your help yesterday, this whole mess would have happened."
"It was nothing, you don't need to worry about it. Besides, you treated us to wontons yesterday," Qiao Xiaoni replied generously.
Wei Jinfeng thought the little girl was very honest, thinking about their previous conversation.
"Have you opened a shop too?"
Su Chenhao did not reply; he did not participate in conversations between women.
Qiao Xiaoni nodded: "We opened a barbecue restaurant, mainly open at night to sell barbecue skewers, and staple foods like wontons and noodles."
"How's business? How much revenue do you make in a month?" Wei Jinfeng asked directly, as if she were familiar with someone. Feeling that she had asked something she shouldn't have, she smiled and said, "Sorry, I'm just being straightforward and asked directly. If you don't want to tell me, just pretend I didn't ask. It's okay."
“The monthly turnover is only a little over 1,000 yuan, which is not enough to keep up with your store’s business,” Qiao Xiaoni replied promptly. The stores are so far apart that there is no possibility of business conflict.
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