Chapter 169
After the high school entrance examination, Su Miao finally had a long vacation. She rushed to the hospital to see Little Fatty as soon as possible.
Compared to half a month ago, the little fat brother's complexion has improved a lot. He has a light diet and has not been exposed to the sun for half a month in the hospital. His skin is delicate, rosy and shiny.
"Little Fatty! You look much better!"
Seeing Su Miao coming, the fat brother was also very happy, but he pretended to complain: "If you come to see me later, I will be discharged from the hospital!"
"Hehehe! I'm busy with the high school entrance exam! It's not that I don't care about you. I've been cooking porridge for you in different ways!"
"That's right. I wasn't used to the wolfberry and chrysanthemum tea you copied for me at first, but now I feel quite comfortable. So I'll reluctantly forgive you. This is for you! It's a gift to celebrate your high school entrance exam."
Little Fatty took out several exquisite collections of essays from the drawer of the bedside table. They were crease-free and still smelled like new books.
"Bing Xin's Prose Collection", "Yu Dafu's Prose Collection", "Late Blooming Collection"...
As a bookworm in his previous life, Su Miao had read all of these, but he was still surprised to receive them again: "Little Fatty! Thank you! I love reading extracurricular books!"
"This isn't just for you to watch, it's for you to communicate with your classmates!"
"Oh! My classmates like to watch it too."
"Miao! You've jumped two levels! In the second half of the year, you'll be a high school student! You have to understand that graduating from high school, regardless of whether you can go to college or not, is still a high-level diploma, which will be useful for any job."
"Brother Xiaopang, don't worry, I will definitely go to college, and I want to go to the best university!"
Seeing Su Miao's innocent look, the fat boy said worriedly, "Those who can get into No. 1 High School, in addition to having excellent academic performance, are mostly from well-off families in the city, and they tend to be a bit arrogant. If you go to No. 1 High School, your classmates will all be older than you, and they will definitely look down on you.
I've been asking around, and high school students love reading these magazines these days—essay collections and all that sort of thing, pursuing something elegant and profound. I'll buy some for you to read, so you can better integrate into the group."
Su Miao knew what he meant. Although she felt that she did not need to deliberately integrate, she was still very grateful for Little Fatty's efforts.
"I know! It'll be a good watch. If they really ask, I'll recite a passage for them!"
Su Miao arrived early and it was not yet lunch time, so he did not bring any porridge with him. As usual, his secretary brought it to him.
Holding the fragrant pigeon porridge in his hands, the fat boy couldn't help but sigh: "Luckily I have your porridge, otherwise I would have had a hard time in the past half month!"
"Little Fatty, when can you be discharged from the hospital?"
"The doctor said I can be discharged the day after tomorrow, and after that I can eat normally. Even though the medicine poisoned me, it worked. I've lost weight! The doctor said as long as I don't eat too much, it's okay to eat some fried food occasionally."
Little Fatty lived in a double room. The patient in the same ward had been there for 5 days. He smelled the fragrance from Little Fatty's porridge bucket every day and was so greedy. When he heard that the porridge was bought by this little girl, he couldn't resist any longer.
"Little girl! Is this porridge made by your family? Do you own a shop?"
Su Miao never missed any opportunity to advertise himself, so he nodded and said, "Yes, this porridge is made by my family. It's in the alley opposite No. 1 Middle School. It's called Su Ji Food Shop."
"Su Ji Food Shop? Excuse me, I'm from out of town for medical treatment, so I don't know much about it. I just wanted to ask, is your porridge only available in the store? Can you sell it at the hospital?"
"Hospital? We haven't sold it here yet."
Several patients outside the ward had been drooling over the porridge for a long time, and when they heard them talking about it, they came in to join in the conversation.
"Little girl, go back and talk to the adults about selling it at the hospital. Don't mention that they are from other places. It's not easy for us locals who live far away to have meals delivered to us every time."
Su Miao asked: "The food in the hospital cafeteria is not good, right?"
An older man in a hospital gown showed her the lunch box in his hand: "Here! Look! This rice with one meat and one vegetable costs one dollar and fifty cents! It's too expensive, and it doesn't taste good!"
Another aunt said, "Yes, yes! We are all still patients. We need to eat something nutritious and easy to digest. What that boy eats is very good. Little girl, how much does your family sell a serving of porridge?"
"The price of different meats in our shenggun porridge is different. Today's pigeon porridge is more expensive, also costing 1.5 yuan. There are also cheaper ones, just over 1 yuan."
Su Miao was cautious and did not mention the specific prices of other porridges.
Some of the porridge I cooked for Brother Xiaopang during this period was specially prepared and not sold in the store.
If you do business with hospitals in the future, you will have to consider whether the sales model and pricing are the same as in the store.
Everyone stretched their necks to look at the fat boy's big bucket.
"Wow! Such a big portion? And it comes with a braised egg and stir-fried vegetables? Is this a special portion or are they all like this?"
Su Miao replied, "We use clay pots to cook porridge at home. We have large and small pots. This is the portion for the small pot, suitable for one person with a big appetite, or two people with small appetites. The portions are all fixed."
"This is great! If they're both 1.5 yuan, I'd rather eat this pigeon porridge. It's so nourishing and so fragrant!"
Everyone was talking at once, telling Su Miao to go back and talk to the adults about it, and one of the patient's family members even played the emotional card.
"You locals are fine; you can bring some rice and soup from time to time! We're from out of town and don't have any relatives here, so if we want to eat good food, we have to go far away to buy it. My old man just had surgery and needs to eat liquid food. A bowl of stew in a restaurant costs several yuan!
How could I afford to drink it every day? Eventually, I had no other choice but to buy the ingredients myself and ask a hospital employee to cook it for me at her house, giving her two cents each time for firewood and seasoning. Even that wouldn't last long; I couldn't go there every day.
After a while of chattering, the crowd dispersed. Little Fatty asked Su Miao, "Since you didn't agree right away, do you think it's difficult to do?"
Su Miao nodded. "It's really not easy to do. I need to think about it. We don't have the hospital's outsourcing license, so we definitely can't sell it here. We can only deliver it to the hospital entrance and let people come out to buy it themselves."
"That's fine, it's just a few steps away."
Su Miao didn't treat Little Fatty as an outsider and told him about his concerns.
"If they come here to sell porridge, then we'll have to allocate one person from the restaurant to come here. In the restaurant, porridge is made to order, so it must be prepared in advance when you come here.
The hospital has a high turnover rate, so we can't set up a pre-order system. So, we need to consider how much to cook and whether we can sell it all. Also, we're not familiar with the hospital, so if we rashly come in and do business, we're not sure if we'll offend anyone or whose interests we might infringe on.
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