Chapter 1
A good day starts with hot vegetable noodles.
Fragrant, chewy and refreshing noodles, green and crispy tender greens, a beautiful soft-boiled egg that looks exactly like the one on the poster, served with warm noodle soup, freshly baked scallion pancakes, and the potatoes that were not finished from the night before and were heated up in the microwave, turning into mashed potatoes. The beef was still delicious, and this is what a divine breakfast is.
"Uncle Huang, I found that you are not only good at making vegetable noodles, but also delicious scallion pancakes!" None of the elders in Jiang Qi's family can make pastries. Jiang Qi seldom ate scallion pancakes before, let alone this kind of scallion pancakes that are just out of the oven, still hot and shiny on the surface, a little hot in the mouth when eaten in a hurry, but very fragrant.
In Jiang Qi's memory, scallion pancakes are just ordinary pancakes with some scallions. They are salty and have no special flavor. If they are not baked well, the pancakes will be very hard. It is not a delicious food.
But the scallion pancakes made by Huang Fugui are different.
Very fragrant.
Not only is the flour fragrant, but there is also the fragrance of onions and oil. Scattered onions are scattered on the pancake, one side of the pancake is golden, and the other side is golden with a bit of burnt fragrance. It is very crispy when shaken, and it is a perfect match for noodles.
"I used to eat this a lot when I was a peddler," Huang Fugui said with a smile. "Sometimes when I was traveling far away and couldn't bear to spend money on food, I would bake a dozen or twenty scallion pancakes in advance to eat on the road. At that time, we had no money, so we couldn't bear to add eggs or oil to the batter when making pancakes. The scallion pancakes we made were dry and hard, and they were as hard as rocks after being left out for a few days."
Wang Erya also nodded in agreement: "Yes, sometimes the chef in the kitchen is lazy and doesn't want to cook for us, so he gives us steamed buns and corn bread that have been stored for a few days. It is a little easier. The Aconitum has been stored for a few days and is harder than a rock. It won't dissolve even if you soak it in water."
Old John, who had no tragic past to recall and share, finished his breakfast in silence, sat by the window and began to read.
He was reading "Advanced Mathematics", which he had just bought yesterday. He had already read page 87. It was obvious that old John also read the textbook when he was at home yesterday.
Old John really reads books, without using pen or paper. He reads advanced mathematics books just like reading a novel, turning the pages one by one.
The sunlight at around eight o'clock shone obliquely on half of Old John's body and the book. Old John's black hair seemed to be shining in the sunlight, and his white shirt was made to look even whiter.
In this situation, if Old John was not reading a book on advanced mathematics, it might have been quite literary.
It’s a pity that he was reading advanced mathematics. Jiang Qi couldn’t feel any literary atmosphere and could only recall the fear dominated by the actual postgraduate entrance examination papers.
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Since the store had not been open for three days and the first Friday it opened was a Friday, quite a few customers made reservations in advance.
Thanks to the efforts of Liu Lan, a model worker, Liu Lan, Huang Fugui and Qin Can all have a book in the afternoon, and Liu Lan and Old John have a book in the evening. This is just the appointments made in advance. If there are guests who drop in at the last minute, it will be even busier.
With a small goal of one million on his head, Jiang Qi was enthusiastic about making money. He called suppliers and imported a lot of new products, such as instant coffee and thick coconut milk. He decided to launch high-priced drinks such as raw coconut latte and raw coconut matcha.
Fridays are crowded to begin with, and in the evening, the alleys were filled with office workers who came to eat and relax after work, and many people stopped by to buy a drink. Jiang Qi and Jiang Wanwan were so busy that they didn't have dinner until after nine o'clock in the evening.
We still eat rice with toppings.
Jiang Qi had green pepper and pork rice, while Jiang Wanwan had minced meat and eggplant rice. Jiang Qi looked for pork shreds in his rice, while Jiang Wanwan looked for minced meat in hers. The owner of this fast food restaurant seemed to have spilled the salt today, and both rice dishes were extremely salty.
The two people who ate so much not only wanted a refund, but also wanted compensation.
"No, it's too salty. I really can't stand it." Jiang Wanwan originally thought that she had spent 17 yuan on this meal, so she had to try to eat a few more bites. In the end, she succumbed to the saltiness and looked around the room for a water cup.
"Your cup is on the coffee table." Jiang Qi pointed to the coffee table in front of the sofa.
There are only Jiang Qi and Jiang Wanwan in the hall now. They temporarily put together a cart of Qin Can's Happy Books in the evening, so these two are the only idle people in the store now.
Jiang Wanwan hurried over to get the water cup. Next to the water cup was the advanced mathematics book that Old John brought to the store to read today. He was currently opening the book on top, with the book still placed underneath.
Jiang Wanwan drank a glass of water and ate a bag of spicy strips before she felt her sense of taste return.
"It's too salty. I've never eaten such unpalatable minced meat and eggplant in my life!" Jiang Wanwan sat down on the sofa, flipped through the advanced mathematics book, and asked, "Hey, why is Mr. John suddenly reading the advanced mathematics book? Is he preparing for class? But didn't you say, Jiang Qi, that he is the art teacher in your school?"
"I don't know." Jiang Qi really didn't know. "Maybe Mr. John couldn't find any inspiration, so he decided to teach advanced mathematics to find inspiration."
"Didn't Teacher John resign?" Jiang Wanwan suddenly reacted.
"What if he just changed jobs? Who knows?" Jiang Qi started to tell nonsense that no one knew.
Jiang Wanwan flipped through the advanced mathematics book and found that she had indeed forgotten everything she had learned from the teacher. It couldn't be said that she couldn't understand it, but she was sure that she couldn't do the questions.
While we were turning the page, Old John came down.
"Teacher John, does the guest upstairs want water?" Jiang Wanwan quickly stood up and prepared to get some water.
"No." Old John walked to the coffee table and picked up the advanced mathematics book, saying calmly, "They wouldn't let me help with the cart, and insisted that I do it myself. They said they were too nervous to come out while I was sitting in the room, so they asked me to wait outside until they called me in."
Jiang Qi & Jiang Wanwan: ...
Old John went upstairs to slack off with his advanced mathematics book in his hand.
"There are actually people who want to kick DM out of the room because he can't figure it out." Jiang Wanwan was shocked, "Why haven't I encountered such a good thing?"
Jiang Qi:?
Three hours later, Old John's car of guests came downstairs.
When everyone has read almost the same books, the books that the store will give to Old John are basically hardcore reasoning books. Jiang Wanwan and Liu Lan can also take the novice reasoning books.
This also means that most of the books that Old John carries are prison books. One is worth two. If the books are opened at the same time, Old John's book will definitely be the last to be closed.
Everyone else had gone back, leaving Jiang Qi in the lobby to watch over the store. Seeing the last six customers finally leaving, Jiang Qi hurriedly greeted them with a smile.
"How was your experience today?"
No one paid any attention to Jiang Qi. The six people were arguing.
"I told you there was something wrong with him, but you refused to believe me and even said I killed him and framed him. How could I possibly frame him? He obviously killed him!" The girl walking in front was so angry that her voice became much sharper. She pointed at the boy in the plaid shirt and said angrily.
"You have clues but you don't tell us, how would we know?" the tall boy said unhappily.
"I said it, I said it from the beginning, none of you listened to me, you didn't believe me at all!"
"Nonsense! Where did you say that? It's obviously your own fault. You didn't report the key information and you're blaming us."
"Alright, alright, stop arguing." The fat girl jumped out to smooth things over.
"You also haven't reported some key information. If you had reported that key information, maybe we would have figured it out." Another boy joined the battlefield.
"It's none of my business!" The chubby girl was also angry. "It's obviously you who are both incompetent and playful, and you put the blame on me. How did you put the blame on me? In the beginning, you said you could ask the DM to help you get out of the car. Did you do it? You didn't do anything!"
The six people started arguing in front of Jiang Qi.
Old John stood on the stairs and watched silently. It was obvious that they had been arguing upstairs for some time.
"Boss, how much is it?" the fat girl asked in the middle of a busy quarrel.
"78 yuan per person, plus 6 cups of milk tea, the total is 516 yuan." Jiang Qi said.
The fat girl scanned the code to pay, and she continued to argue while paying: "Am I bad at calculating? Didn't I calculate the key information? Was I idle the whole time? You're saying there's something wrong with me? That's outrageous."
"I paid it, boss."
"I'm telling you, don't quarrel in someone else's shop. It's so late now and the boss is about to close the shop. If you want to quarrel, go outside and do it!"
"Go ahead and argue if you want. I don't believe that the problem with this book today can happen to me."
The six people left arguing all the way.
Old John went downstairs silently.
"What's going on today?" Jiang Qi was confused.
Many players came out to quarrel after playing the game, but it was usually 1v1 with a few people trying to mediate. Like today, when 6 people quarreled together, Jiang Qi listened for a long time and couldn't even tell who was quarreling with whom. It felt like everyone was 1v5, which was not common.
"I don't know." Old John said, "They wouldn't let me in, and I don't know what's going on."
After Jiang Qi finally confirmed that everything was packed up, he closed the store and left.
On the way, Jiang Qi opened the game panel to check the progress of the task.
He originally wanted to see if any customer was satisfied with Old John's car today, and then he found that the satisfaction score that Huang Fugui had worked so hard to get was reset to zero.
Jiang Qi: ...
Jiang Qi felt that the blame that the six people had been putting on each other was now being put on his head.
Although they were blaming their teammates, they gave bad reviews to the store in their hearts.
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