Chapter 465 She is not my aunt



Every day, I see their cheeks turn red from the spicy food, and they take out the prepared watermelon juice from the refrigerator.

Ice cubes are added to the watermelon juice, which makes the spicy skewers taste even better.

Xu Niannian decided to provide milk tea service in the spicy skewers restaurant while chewing on potato chips, which would greatly increase sales.

I know that the milk tea shop has recently added a new product, so sales have increased a lot.

Seeing that Xu Qingshan was too busy to handle the work alone, Xu Niannian asked him to recruit a new apprentice.

Xu Qingshan originally thought that he could still hold on, but every night when he returned home, his arms were sore.

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Xu Niannian advised him:

"Don't worry, our raw materials are unique. Even if you learn how to make it and go out on your own, it won't make much of a splash. It's not like we haven't had experience before. Everyone thinks ours tastes the best. Of course, it's also important to find someone who is diligent, down-to-earth, and kind-hearted."

"I want to let you run the shop in the future. We will have more new products in the future. You don't have to be obsessed with such trivial matters. We need to change our mindset and learn to focus on the big picture and let go of the small details, right?"

After hearing his sister's words, Xu Qingshan felt a surge of excitement in his arms.

He had wanted to make money before, and when his sister asked him to be in charge of the milk tea shop, he suddenly felt that there was more room for him to display his talents.

Xu Qingshan figured it out the next day and started recruiting people enthusiastically.

As the milk tea shop business is booming recently, the news has even started to spread across various websites.

The discussion in schools was more intense than that among workers.

After class, everyone likes to discuss things to play, eat and drink.

Zhao Ziwei is also one of them.

I came home at noon today and complained to my parents:

"All my classmates have tried milk tea, but I am the only one who has never tried it. I feel so unsophisticated. I have nothing in common with them, and I will be bullied when the time comes."

Zhao Zili, who was in elementary school, also chimed in:

"That's right. I haven't had it either, and I don't know when I can have it."

Watching his precious son shed little golden beans.

Zhao's father, who works in the government, naturally felt distressed. He usually didn't listen to such gossip:

"What is that milk tea?"

Zhao's mother rolled her eyes. She worked in a textile factory where there were many women, so she was the first to know any news.

To be honest, she has never drunk it, but she also wants to drink it.

"I heard that street is owned by a female boss, and they not only have milk tea but also braised pork rice. How about we go there for dinner tonight?"

Father Zhao gritted his teeth. Since his wife and children wanted to eat, he said, "Okay, let's go tonight."

The two children almost jumped for joy.

I told the class that I was going there to eat braised pork rice and milk tea in the evening.

The other students looked at him with envy, they also wanted to.

When the family came to eat in the evening, they saw a lot of people on the street.

Ever since Xu Niannian became famous, this street has indeed seen a lot more traffic.

They are now queuing in front of the milk tea shop. The two sons are looking forward, wondering what they want to drink.

But when it was his turn, Zhao Ziwei chose a glass of watermelon juice and smoothie.

Zhao Zili chose a glass of peach with ice.

Zhao's mother also chose a cup of peach.

Only Father Zhao frowned and said without buying anything:

"It's just a drink, is it so expensive? This guy is really a money grabber."

The other three people looked at him:

"Dad, please talk less."

After grabbing their milk tea, the family of four headed towards the braised food shop across the street.

Today, the braised food shop is doing so well that it occupies the space of two shops.

It was dinner time when they went there, and the place was bustling with people coming and going.

With the previous preparation, this time, when Zhao's father looked at the price list posted on the wall, he felt that it was quite appropriate.

After all, a bottle of milk tea can buy a serving of braised pork rice, which contains meat, vegetables and rice.

It’s much cheaper than milk tea.

After ordering their food, the four people took their number tags and went to wait next door.

Business is really good, and every waiter is very busy.

Father Zhao noticed that a table of guests who had just left immediately stood aside and waited.

But the back of the person wiping the table looks more and more familiar.

After all, he grew up looking at this figure. When he was a child, this figure carried him to work in the fields, and then this figure carried his son as he grew up.

His lips trembled a little:

"Sister, why are you here?"

He is a man who cares about his reputation. How can his sister do the job of serving others here?

But he didn't think about it. He was so old, not married, had no children, and no house. If he didn't do some physical work here, who could he rely on to support himself?

Aunt Zhao finished wiping the table deftly and heard a familiar voice coming from behind.

She slowly raised her head and saw that it was her second brother, with no change on her face:

"You guys take a seat, this place is ready."

It is indeed not very convenient to talk here, as there are so many people around and he is afraid that others will know that the waitress is his sister.

It was not convenient for Zhao Xiangyang to stand and talk to his sister.

He sat down immediately and whispered to his sister:

"Sister, why are you here?"

Aunt Zhao laughed in her heart. Where else could she go if not here? This was the best job she could find.

She already knew what kind of person her brother was when she moved.

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