"Third Aunt, is the chicken cut? The guests are waiting here."
Chang Sihu was wearing a pair of white gloves. The oil in the pan was already boiling. He used a colander to scoop out the fried chicken legs from the pan and put them into an iron plate.
"It will be ready soon. You keep urging me to come back. I don't know if you're just wasting my life."
The third aunt chopped the breast meat hard in annoyance. Her daughter-in-law had gone to pick up the child, so she had to take over for the time being.
"What would this guest like to eat?"
Chang Sihu looked up and saw that it was Wu Changyun and Fu Shun in front of him, so he quickly took off his gloves and went out to greet them.
"What are you doing? You were just urging me to cut up some chicken breast for you."
"Stop yelling, old bitch."
Chang Sihu turned around and shouted, no one would be allowed to interrupt in front of Wu Changyun.
"It's okay, just go about your business. I just came to visit today. I thought there wouldn't be many people around at this time, but I didn't expect you to be so busy."
"Except for seven or eight in the morning, we are very busy all day long. Hong Kong people are really rich." Chang Sihu rubbed his clothes with his hands, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and poured a cup of hot tea for Wu Changyun.
"Business is good recently. How much can you make every day?"
"When things are going well, we can handle 700 to 800 yuan. When things are not going well, we can handle 400 to 500 yuan."
Wu Changyun did a rough calculation and found that the shop's current business was indeed good. Even if all the shops were combined, the profit would still be far less than the real estate. A set meal costing just over 2 or 3 yuan might cost less than 1 yuan in ingredients, and the four or five people in the shop, busy and busy, could barely make it.
"Brother Yun, everything else is fine, except that someone keeps asking for money lately."
"Um"
Counting the days, the news from the Independent Commission Against Corruption should have leaked out. You will have to pay for your actions.
The three of them were calculating their recent income when a slightly overweight man came in from the doorway. He was wearing a white vest, waving a bamboo fan in his hand. He sat down on a stool with his legs apart, pointed his fan at the three of them, and asked, "Who is the owner of this shop?"
Seeing the man coming in with such a fierce attitude, Chang Sihu was afraid of losing face for Yun Ge, so he went up to him with a teapot in hand and asked, "I am, what set meal do you need?"
"Set meal? Never heard of it." The man waved his hand.
Chang Sihu took out a menu and said, "This is our restaurant's menu."
"What is written here? I can't understand it. It's all nonsense." said the man.
Chang Sihu was a little impatient now. In Hong Kong, American or British fast food restaurants would have both English and Mandarin on their menus. Wu Changyun was watching from the side, so he could only stay there, suppressing his temper.
Wu Changyun also saw that there was something wrong with this person, so he stepped forward and asked, "Sir, what would you like to eat? You can order directly."
The man glanced at Wu Changyun and asked, "Are you a waiter in the store?"
Wu Changyun did not answer.
"Since you let me order, I want fried ice cream. Can you make it?"
Hong Kong has a subtropical climate, so it won't feel cold even at the end of the year. Instead, the dry air makes people feel a little hot. Looking at the men's clothes, Wu Changyun and Fu Shun can both wear coats.
"What are you doing? Are you here to cause trouble? Damn, I've disliked you since you walked in." Chang Sihu slammed the teapot on the table. The customers eating next to him became a little restless, fearing that they would be accidentally injured if trouble broke out.
Wu Changyun thought about it carefully and realized that the other party was clearly looking for trouble, so even if he spoke to him in a gentle manner, there would be no good result.
"Fried popsicles? Go to the store next door and buy me two popsicles."
"Are you really going to buy it?" Fushun hesitated.
"Go, go if you're told to."
At Wu Changyun's urging, Fushun went next door and bought two popsicles.
Now the diners who had been avoiding the place found it quite interesting and started to watch the fun. When Wu Changyun asked someone to buy some popsicles, the man stopped making noises and leaned sideways with his legs crossed, waiting to see how the fried popsicles were made.
"These are the fried popsicles you ordered." Wu Changyun walked to the kitchen with two popsicles and sent Chang Sihu outside to see if there was anyone standing on the street watching the fun.
"Brother Yun, how do you fry this popsicle? It melts as soon as it goes in."
"I can't make it, but he can make fried popsicles? I don't even know how to eat them."
Wu Changyun tore open a bag of breadcrumbs, poured some cornmeal and butter onto the popsicles, and rolled them in the breadcrumbs. The breadcrumbs changed color the moment they were placed in the frying pan. Without further hesitation, Wu Changyun fished the two golden dough balls out and placed them on a plate. He placed the iron tray in front of the man and said, "Try these fried popsicles."
The man poked the golden-faced hunchback with his hand and asked, "Is this a fried popsicle? Where is the popsicle?"
"Inside, what's wrong? It's different from what you ate before?" Wu Changyun asked back.
In fact, there was no such thing as a fried popsicle. Although the man was a little confused, he could not question Wu Changyun's words. He took a bite immediately. The hot breadcrumbs on the outside turned out to be cold and hard ice cubes. After the man swallowed the whole piece, his teeth instantly burst into a piercing pain.
The man shouted and threw half of the broken popsicle into the iron plate. Only then could the diners see clearly what was inside. It was indeed the popsicle he had just bought.
"Look everyone, there are indeed popsicles in here." Wu Changyun took the opportunity to pick up the popsicles on the plate and showed them to everyone, then pinched the man's mouth and stuffed half of it in.
"Customer, if you linger any longer, it will melt."
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