By noon, there were still many customers. Originally thought that Yi Lao Da and Yi Lao San’s families only cooked in the morning, they started cooking again.
Yang Zeju touched his round belly and burped.
Seeing his father's satisfied look, Yang Zifang made up his mind.
Yi Yami finally had some free time, so she went upstairs and knocked on the door.
"Please come in." Yang Zifang said.
"How was the food, both of you? Is it to your taste?" Yiyami sat down with a smile.
"It's so delicious, Ami! I knew your cooking skills were amazing! The skin of your new duck is so golden and crispy, and it's so juicy when you take a bite. Oh my god! The meat is so tender, wow! And when paired with the sauce and the spring rolls, it has a completely different taste!" Yang Zeju smacked his lips, savoring the taste.
Seeing him like this, Yi Yami smiled and said, "As long as you like it, Brother Yang, if you like it, you can come and eat every day. If you are too lazy to leave, you can ask Butler Yang to send someone to pick it up."
"That's great!" Yang Zeju narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.
After seeing off Yang Zeju and Yang Zifang, Yi Yami prepared to go back to the VIP room to greet the shopkeeper Wang who had booked it at a high price.
Unexpectedly, the person paid the bill and left without me noticing.
Yi Yami was helpless, but she smiled and looked at He Tuyuan's private room, "Are you satisfied?"
"I'm satisfied, but the only drawback is that there's no good wine to go with the delicious braised food." said a dark-skinned man.
"It's delicious, Miss Xiaoyi, you cook the food really well." said another pale-faced scholar.
A few people were chattering, and Yiyami smiled and asked them to eat more and then left.
He Heihu opened the door of the room, "Oh, are you done with your work, Manager Yi?" He Heihu's half-joking words made Yi Yami laugh.
"Uncle, is it delicious? Please forgive me for the poor hospitality. I am busy now, otherwise I would have a few drinks with you." Yiyami smiled.
"Delicious, delicious." He Heihu smiled innocently.
Yi Yami supported him, walked into the house and closed the door.
I exchanged greetings with my grandfather and a few others.
"Look at you, girl. We said we were here to help, but you let us sit here and eat..." Fang Caixiu looked at Yi Yami with heartache.
"Oh, what help do you need? Wu Wa and the others can come here. Besides, you have come from far away and haven't tasted my food yet. What's wrong with trying it?" Yi Yami said with a smile.
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By the time the customers were sent away and the ingredients in the store were used up, it was almost seven or eight o'clock in the evening. If it weren't for the curfew, Yiya Mi's business would be booming all night.
Wu Wa and his friends were just about to bolt the door back on and close the shop.
A hand blocked the last door panel, and Shengsheng took a look in confusion.
"Let me in." Yang Zifang smiled.
"Brother Yang, what's the matter? We are about to close." Shengsheng looked confused.
Yi Yami saw Shengsheng stop and walked out "What's wrong?"
Seeing that it was Yang Zifang, Yi Yami asked Shengsheng to remove a few door panels to let him in.
"What's wrong? Young Master Yang." Yi Yami asked.
"Call me Zifang, don't call me Young Master Yang, it sounds strange. Or you can call me Brother Yang like Shengsheng and the others." Yang Zifang said with a smile.
"Well... no, I call your father Brother Yang, and I call you Brother Yang. Then aren't you and your father of the same generation? This is a mess..." Yiyami poured him a cup of tea.
"...That's true! But everyone can have their own opinions, hahaha." Yang Zifang took a sip of water.
"Young Master Yang, Zifang, what brings you here?" Yi Yami sat down and looked at him and asked.
"I tasted the food you cooked during the day, and I thought it tasted pretty good. I also heard from my dad in the past that your cooking is also good, very delicious! So I'm thinking of asking you for a favor, aren't you?" Yang Zifang finally recovered. It was tiring for him to run over from home.
"What do you want to help me with?" Yiyami asked.
"My father's birthday is in five days. I'd like to ask you to prepare a few tables of birthday banquet for my father to help him celebrate his birthday." Yang Zifang said.
"A birthday party? Let me think about it. How many tables are there? What size do you want?" Yiyami blinked and asked.
"Probably five or six tables. My dad doesn't like dealing with a lot of people, he finds it tiring. So usually on birthdays he would invite his own family, my mom, relatives from my mom's side, and his good friends to come over, so there probably wouldn't be too many people." Yang Zifang recalled.
Yi Yami nodded when she heard that. Okay, there were too many people and she was afraid she couldn’t handle it.
"So what kind of effect do you want, or what kind of flavor do you expect to appear at the birthday party?" Yiyami took out a pen and paper to record.
"Well, no matter what, as long as you take care of it. I think you will bring us a different birthday party! But I want to mention one thing, because my father has a strong taste, so you'd better serve him some strong-flavored dishes, but at the same time, I think that for his health, he may need to eat lighter food, so you may need to intersperse some light dishes at that time." Yang Zifang said after thinking for a while.
"Okay." Yiyami wrote it down.
"How do you charge?" Yang Zifang asked.
"Your father saved me a lot of money before, so I won't charge you this time." Yiyami said with a smile.
"No, let's put one thing in perspective. You've already said that he doesn't have to pay for his meals, and that's enough. This is a separate request from me, and it's different." Yang Zifang shook his head.
"I'll prepare a banquet. A small birthday banquet will cost one hundred and twenty taels. You have to pay for the rest of the dishes yourself." Seeing that he insisted, Yi Yami stopped being polite with him.
"Okay, no problem." Yang Zifang nodded.
Yang Zifang wanted to leave, but Yi Yami stopped him and said, "Zifang, do you want to give your father something different?"
Yang Zifang immediately became interested and asked, "Tell me about it."
Yi Yami walked closer and whispered. The more Yang Zifang listened, the more excited he became. "Okay, okay, let's do this."
Yi Yami looked at him and blinked, "You have to pay tuition for this separately~"
Yang Zifang rolled his eyes at her and said, "Master Yang, am I the kind of person who can't afford to pay? Pay! I'll pay whatever it takes!"
"Okay, the tuition fee is eighty taels. You come to my shop at this time every day and I will teach you. By then you will probably have learned it." Yiyami said with a smile.
"Okay, then I'll come over tomorrow night and give you the money. Then you write down the menu and the dishes needed for the banquet, and I'll ask the housekeeper to prepare them." Yang Zifang agreed.
The two reached an agreement, Yang Zifang happily left the store, and Shengsheng bolted the door again.
The three families of the Yi family divided the profits and took their share.
The large number made all three families very happy. Having a shop was different. It could accommodate more customers and the profit increased several times.
Each of them made preparations for tomorrow, and then went to sleep happily...
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