While enjoying their meal, the group of young guests kept asking about the ritual they had just experienced.
Overcome with emotion, Li Wenjie ran up to Jiang Shan, looked up at her, and asked, "Sister Jiang, could you teach us to sing, like the song we just heard!"
Jiang Shan grinned from ear to ear: "Sure, of course, but I need your help, a big one!"
The following day, the signboard for "Jiang's Private Kitchen" appeared amidst a string of firecrackers.
At the main gate, eight children dressed in school uniforms stood in a row, arranged in a line from tallest to shortest.
The students' uniforms were originally long robes, but Jiang Shan tied a colorful ribbon around their waists, instantly making them look different.
As the drum in Jiang Shan's hand sounded, the boys' hands, feet, and bodies began to move in unison.
The drumbeats varied in tempo and gentleness, and the boys' movements changed accordingly, creating a dazzling spectacle.
Jiao Sanlang stood in the very center, looking more like a conductor, while the children behind him moved in perfect unison with his actions.
The group of little tyrants, who were used to being lawless and domineering, now had serious faces that made them seem unapproachable.
The little guy's parents had already come to support him, and upon seeing this, they applauded continuously.
The drumbeats suddenly stopped, the scene abruptly changed, and the boys began to sing, swaying their hips: "I was bumped in the waist by youth, laughing so hard that the spring breeze shook me vigorously, swaying and swaying, how wonderful is the love I give you, I will burn with passion, do you know..."
The street dance style suddenly transformed into an ethnic style, with the boys' waist-twisting movements causing everyone to burst into laughter. Some couldn't keep up with the change in time, and their waist twists turned into spinning around.
"Hahahaha...!" Li Wenjie's mother laughed until tears streamed down her face, leaning half her body against her husband, unable to straighten up for a long time.
Wu Youmei pointed at her group of junior brothers, hugged Madam Wu's arm and laughed merrily, having long forgotten the proper etiquette of a young lady who doesn't show her teeth when she smiles.
Only then did Mrs. Wu realize that these little tyrants who always made her husband furious had such an adorable side. She really wanted to hug them and kiss them!
In the crowd, Li Minghe was laughing so hard he was shaking, pointing at the group of kids but unable to speak.
Fu Qiyuan's gaze lingered on the exquisite figure in red.
Her drumming movements possess an indescribable naturalness; her expressions are sometimes gentle, sometimes passionate, sometimes reserved, and sometimes flamboyant. Every gesture, every glance, is as beautiful as a flowing painting, captivating the eye.
"You are my little apple, I can never love you enough, your rosy cheeks warm my heart, and light up the fire of my life!"
Accompanied by singing and dancing, the boys' faces turned as red as apples as they sang and danced, having a blast.
The Qiao father and son handed out flyers they had prepared to the onlookers, taking the opportunity to promote the dishes of Jiang's Private Kitchen.
Jiangshan's hand-painted flyers also have a fatal attraction for people of this era.
The flyer featured vivid illustrations of various dishes fresh out of the pot, still steaming hot, along with a simple sketch of a child with puffed-out cheeks, head down, eating the food on his plate.
Just looking at it makes your mouth water, not to mention the aroma wafting out.
Li Wenjie was jumping around when he suddenly saw his mother. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Mom, hurry up and grab it! If you don't go now, it'll be gone... I'm the coolest guy on this street... Dad, hurry up... You have to swagger around like a pro...!"
Seeing that the little fat boy's mind was about to wander and he was even losing his rhythm, Li Wenjie's mother didn't say a word and pulled her husband to rush into the shop.
Jiang Shan saw that the time was almost right and the boys were almost exhausted, so he slowed down his movements until the last drumbeat fell.
Saburo wiped the sweat from his brow, waved to the boys, and they lined up and walked into the shop.
I dare not say much else, but I can guarantee that these little foodies can sell every single dish in the restaurant with just their mouths.
Today is not a formal sale, but a free tasting. If you are interested, you can place an order on the spot, pay half of the deposit, and pick it up at the shop on time.
The elementary school students called everyone "uncle," "aunt," "grandpa," and "grandma" indiscriminately, and introduced their favorite dishes to everyone they met with great enthusiasm and spittle flying everywhere.
Sister Jiang had already said that their names would be written on every order they sold today, and they would get as many skewers as there were orders. They could come and eat anytime, and even take some home for their families.
And what's more! They are VVIP members here!
Anyone who brings someone to make a purchase can enjoy a 20% discount for life!
They only offer a 60% discount!
Haha, I'm so excited!
Jiangshan was like a king who pointed out the direction of the country. After beating the drum, he sat down at the counter, and Sanlang came over with a bowl of tea and two orders.
In just one hour, almost all the samples of the dishes were gone. Although the skewers, cut into toothpick-sized pieces, weren't even enough to fill a gap between your teeth, there's strength in numbers!
Fu Zhi came out of the shop with two toothpick meats in his hand, somewhat afraid to look at his master's expression.
His master seemed increasingly dissatisfied with his incompetence; he couldn't even outmaneuver a child and only managed to get these two small meat skewers.
What's even more infuriating is that the woman clearly saw him, but acted as if she didn't, without even a polite word.
Li Minghe's bodyguards were quite capable, managing to snatch a good ten or so toothpick pieces of meat.
Li Minghe devoured several skewers of toothpick meat in one go, then held the remaining skewers in his hand and gestured with the flyers.
"You know what, the drawing really does look like him! Is that kid on the flyer Jiang Shan's younger brother? He's much smarter in person than he looks on the flyer!"
Fu Qiyuan took a small bite of the grilled squid, savoring the lingering freshness in his mouth. The more he tasted it, the more he felt he couldn't get enough.
But Fu Zhi only got two toothpicks of grilled squid, which was really not enough to fill his teeth!
He gave Fu Zhi a cool look, then walked into the shop with his hands behind his back.
Li Wenjie rushed forward and shouted, "Come, come, big brother, don't miss this! We have the best garlic-roasted pork belly here. It's layered, flavorful, fatty but not greasy, lean but not dry, suitable for all ages, perfect for the whole family, and great for entertaining friends and relatives!"
Fu Qiyuan nodded and smiled faintly: "No wonder you're the most handsome guy on this street. Who taught you these words?"
Li Wenjie rolled his eyes, but ignored him and went to greet Li Minghe instead.
But it was yet another completely different explanation.
Fu Qiyuan walked to the counter and tapped the counter surface with his finger.
Jiang Shan looked up to meet his gaze, only to see him nod towards Li Wenjie with a half-smile and ask, "Did you teach me?"
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