Doudou was a little hesitant, raised his head and asked confusedly: "But my mother said that if someone bullies me, I will fight back in equal measure.
Yesterday I stood in front of Yangyang's house and he wouldn't let me watch TV, so why should I let him touch my radio?"
Fang Zhuoran felt very distressed when he saw that Doudou had suffered such a great injustice: "Your mother is right, do as your mother taught you."
Doudou suddenly became energetic, tilted his head and said to Yangyang: "Stop reaching out, no matter how long you stretch your hand, I won't let you touch it!"
Yangyang became so angry that he swept all the comic strips Doudou placed on the corner of the table to the ground with his hands: "I told you not to touch me! You illegitimate child!"
Doudou blinked his big eyes, not understanding what illegitimate child meant, but he vaguely felt that it was not a good thing.
Fang Zhuoran's eyes turned cold: "Pick up all the comic strips for me and apologize to Doudou. She is not an illegitimate child!"
Lin Mai and Zhou Caiyun heard the noise in the kitchen and walked out quickly.
She looked at the unconvinced Yangyang for a few times and asked Doudou seriously: "What happened?"
Doudou jumped on her, pointed at Yangyang and complained: "Yangyang called me an illegitimate child and threw all my comic strips on the ground."
Lin Mai immediately became fierce: "Who are you calling an illegitimate child?"
Yangyang turned pale with fright and ran home.
A few seconds later, his loud cry came from next door, as if he had been greatly wronged.
Immediately afterwards, Aunt Hu rushed in angrily and said to Fang Zhuoran and others with a dead face in displeasure: "Why are you so shameless? How many adults bully a child?"
Fang Zhuoran asked her with a cold smile: "Why are we bullying the children?"
Aunt Hu crossed her arms in front of her chest and put on a powerful look: "My Yangyang ran back and said, you yelled at him!"
Lin Mai roared angrily: "Why don't you ask why we yelled at him? He was the one who scolded Doudou for being an illegitimate child!"
The naughty kid who came with him immediately betrayed his grandma.
Yangyang cried and argued: "I didn't call Doudou an illegitimate child. It was my grandma who told my parents last night that Doudou was an illegitimate child..."
Aunt Hu looked embarrassed.
Although she concluded that Doudou was an illegitimate child based on Lin Mai's words that she had no husband.
But there are some things that can only be said behind the scenes and cannot be spoken openly, otherwise it will bring hatred to oneself.
She slapped Yangyang on the back of the head: "When did I say such a thing? You are a child who deserves a spanking!"
Yangyang was beaten when he told the truth and cried even louder: "You clearly said that last night...wuwuwu~"
"I didn't say anything!"
Aunt Hu beat her precious grandson and pushed him away, trying to escape.
Fang Zhuoran stopped him coldly: "Did your grandson apologize to Doudou? Did he pick up the comic strips that were swept on the ground? He just wants to leave!"
Aunt Hu said with a downcast face: "You should take the disputes between children seriously!"
Lin Mai retorted: "Don't children need to apologize when they scold someone? Is this what your tutor is like?"
Aunt Hu had no choice but to hit her grandson a few more times to make him apologize to Doudou. She also picked up all the comic books on the ground and put them on the table, and then the grandson and grandson were able to leave.
After a while, Lin Mai prepared lunch and served it on the table.
Five-spice pork trotters, shredded braised pig ears, stir-fried pork belly, braised Wuchang fish, as well as cold lettuce and grated cauliflower.
The lettuce and cauliflower used to make the cold lettuce and dry-pot cauliflower were all sent by Uncle Qi.
Although Lin Mai's family has moved from Sanyang Village to Jiefang Road, they still let Uncle Qi deliver food to her family.
The conditions of the elderly are not good and it is not easy to sell some food. If you can help, please help.
Every dish cooked by Lin Mai was so fragrant that passersby passed by her shop and craned their necks to look inside. Seeing how well they ate, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
Some people even came in and wanted to order food. Lin Mai said that her store only sells steamed buns at the moment, so the person ran away in embarrassment.
The food cooked by Lin Mai was no worse than the food cooked by the restaurant's chef, and Fang Zhuoran was full of praise for the food.
He knew that Lin Mai still had to do business, so he ate quickly and left after lunch.
Before he had gone very far, Lin Mai caught up with him and handed him several large unity sheets: "This is the money you paid to buy clothes for me and Doudou."
She had originally planned to accept Doudou's clothes and return her clothes to Fang Zhuoran.
But I was afraid that he would be embarrassed, so after thinking about it, I decided to take the clothes and give him money.
I didn't hear Lin Mai mention the clothes he gave me all morning. Fang Zhuoran thought she had accepted it, and kept secretly happy in his heart.
I didn't expect to give him money now...
He and she looked at each other for a long time, and then he received three big tickets: "Those clothes only cost thirty yuan."
Lin Mai suspected that he was lying. Those clothes were very nice and must have cost more than thirty yuan.
But it’s not good to be too serious, lest he lose face, so he can only pretend to believe it.
The business at noon was far worse than that in the morning. We only sold more than a hundred buns in total, and there was no business after two o'clock.
Zhou Caiyun looked at the street with people coming and going, and was a little puzzled: "Why are there so few people eating steamed buns for lunch?"
Lin Mai thought for a while and said: "It should have something to do with the eating habits of Jiangcheng people. Jiangcheng people are not used to eating pasta for three meals a day. They prefer rice for lunch and dinner."
Zhou Caiyun said worriedly: "What should I do if there are more than a hundred buns in the kitchen?"
"Pack it up and I'll sell it on the street on a tricycle."
Half an hour later, Lin Mai came back from selling the buns.
Zhou Caiyun was puzzled: "It's strange. No one bought the buns when they were left in the store. They were sold out after being hawked on the street."
Lin Mai sneered: "What's so strange about this? Many people buy it as a snack instead of lunch when they are selling it on the street. Even if some people buy it for lunch, it's just for emergencies."
Zhou Caiyun poured her a glass of warm water, sat down opposite her, supported her chin with one hand and said worriedly: "The buns are not sold well at noon, what should I do?"
Lin Mai drank the whole glass of water in one go, put down the glass and said: "If the steamed buns are not easy to sell, just sell rice. This is not easy!"
Zhou Caiyun glanced at her: "You think I didn't think of it, but when selling rice, it must be paired with stir-fried vegetables.
My cooking skills can only make home-cooked food for us to eat ourselves. If I sell it, I guess people will never come back after eating it once.
Your cooking skills are good, but when customers come in to order, they always order more than one dish. How can you handle a few more tables of guests? And I can’t help you~"
Lin Mai already had a plan in mind: "If you can't cook, can't you also fry egg fried rice?
We can just sell egg fried rice for lunch, it’s easy and hassle-free.
Don't be afraid of not frying well, just add more pepper and MSG.
The food sold must be more flavorful than the home-cooked food, otherwise the dishes in the small restaurant are all thick with oil and red sauce."
Zhou Caiyun nodded: "Then starting from tomorrow, we will sell egg fried rice at noon, and you will teach me how to practice my craft in the evening."
While the two were talking, the steamer uncle delivered the reserved steamer as agreed.
Lin Mai checked it and found that there was no quality problem, so he paid the money readily.