Shen Yue's steps were so fast that even Aunt Jiang's voice calling her was left behind.
"Miss Ah Yue..."
Aunt Jiang sighed helplessly. She didn't even ask for the little girl's name. She thought she would thank her properly when she left.
Then a voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Mrs. Jiang, the old lady sent me to see how the young master is doing?" Dr. Huang looked out of breath, and his white beard was messy.
Seeing him in such a hurry, Aunt Jiang's family was a little dissatisfied with her mother-in-law's decision to run away, but Dr. Huang came all the way to treat the child. Aunt Jiang's family immediately wanted to thank him, and Shen Yue's little face suddenly flashed in her mind.
Good people being bullied!
Aunt Jiang's thoughts were surging. After a moment, she straightened her back and smiled, "Excuse me, Doctor Huang. Xiao Wu is fine now. Mom is really attentive."
"Hey, it's good that the young master is fine. The old lady is also kind-hearted. Why don't you let me check the young master's health again?"
Doctor Huang was about to approach Xiao Wu with the medicine box in hand, "Come on, young master, let me feel his pulse."
When Xiao Wu saw the white beard, he immediately recognized Doctor Huang and shrank away from his mother, trembling.
This old man is so scary. He pricks him with a needle every time and won't let go until he cries out.
Just when Dr. Huang's hand was about to touch Xiao Wu's wrist, Mrs. Jiang blocked it. "Doctor Huang, didn't you hear clearly? Xiao Wu is fine. You can tell my mother-in-law later that we will take care of everything over the years." Calculate!"
She finally saw clearly that not only her mother-in-law bullied her, but also a little doctor dared to bully her. The little girl was right, people can't be kind all the time.
"Mrs. Jiang, what you are saying is that I am just a doctor. What virtues and abilities do I have..." Dr. Huang's forehead was dripping with sweat, but he still pretended to be calm.
There was already a huge wave in her heart. How did she know that she was connected with Mrs. Jiang? What else did she know?
Mrs. Jiang didn't want to talk to him anymore, so she shook off his hand and said in a cold tone, "That's it. I'll decide what to say to Dr. Huang. You must know very well what my mother's family does."
"If...it won't be inconvenient for me to disturb you, I'll take my leave first."
Doctor Huang ran over and back again. His old bones were almost falling apart, but he did not dare to stop and ran to the county government office in one breath.
Doctor Huang left here, and Mrs. Jiang could no longer hold on, and fell softly on the chair.
Xiao Wu threw himself into his mother's arms, looking at her with a wet glow.
This was a look that Mrs. Jiang had never seen before, and she suddenly felt warm in her heart. "Xiao Wu, is my mother great?"
"Awesome! Mom is the best!"
His mother is protecting him, and he no longer has to be afraid of his bad grandpa.
…
In the back kitchen.
Shen Yue started pouring small drinks, and Xiao Wen helped her.
"Is that so, Miss Shen?" Xiao Wen picked up the porcelain cup covered with walls in his hand and showed it to Shen Yue like a treasure.
Shen Yue took a look and spread it evenly, "Not bad, that's it. If someone orders it, just spread the bean paste like this, and then pour the cooled milk. It's the best way to relieve the heat."
"okay!"
Shen Yue kept moving her hands, removing the hawthorn seeds one by one from the dried hawthorns in the bag.
I wanted to make some sour plum soup, but Xiao Wu learned from the past and couldn’t let go of the tiny hawthorn seeds.
Shen Yue and Feng Jin asked for a large soup pot and put the ingredients and herbs in their hands into it in order. Hawthorn, licorice, and tangerine peel were put in first to stew.
The more important black plum, Feng Jin visited the entire market but could not buy it, so he had to settle for the next best thing and choose green plum, the predecessor of black plum.
After the aroma was brewed, she sprinkled in a handful of osmanthus flowers, and instantly a rich fragrance filled the room, whetting one's appetite.
"Miss Shen, what kind of soup is this? How can it be so fragrant?" Feng Jin finished serving the dishes in his hands and leaned over.
"This is sour plum soup. Xiaowen brings a cup. Everyone has been busy for so long and wants to try it."
"okay!"
When everyone heard that Miss Shen was going to share the soup with everyone, they gathered around and the aroma couldn't stop flowing into their noses.
Feng Jin swallowed his saliva and took the spoon from Shen Yue's hand. "How can we let Miss Shen work harder to serve us soup? I'll do it. I'll do it."
Shen Yue stepped out with a smile, found rock sugar and put it into the cup. The red and warm soup melted the rock sugar and became more crystal clear.
After Feng Jin scooped out the food, he handed it to Shen Yue first, and distributed the rest to everyone in the kitchen. He also reminded them to be careful about scalding. Finally, he picked up a cup and drank it with satisfaction.
Shen Yue saw all these actions. She had some doubts before. Feng Jin was neither the eldest nor a member of the Cui family, so why did Cui Sheng choose such a shameless person to take charge of the kitchen?
Now she understands.
Shen Yue took a sip of the sour plum soup in the cup and narrowed her eyes slightly. Although it was still far from the perfect state, it was overall sour, sweet and refreshing, and accompanied by the fragrance of osmanthus, it left a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth.
"Leave half of it for everyone and the guys in the front office, and let Uncle Yuan set the price and sell the rest."
"Okay!"
Feng Jin agreed immediately and called Xiao Wen to scoop it into a jar for the guys to keep. He didn't share half of it as Shen Yue said, but the portion was enough.
After taking the last sip, Shen Yue put down the cup, asked Xiao Xia to put the dishes on the plate, and gave Aunt Jiang on the second floor a portion each of bean paste, milk, and sour plum soup, and even gave Uncle Yuan the price.
Seeing that everything in the kitchen was running normally, she also picked up her small backpack and waved goodbye to everyone.
When he arrived at the front lobby counter, Uncle Yuan had already tasted both drinks and saw Shen Yuelai giving thumbs up and praising them repeatedly.
"Miss Ah Yue is really a wonderful person. This bean paste and milk are thick, smooth and fragrant, and the milk taste is rich. The sour plum soup is even better. It is sour and sweet, and it is a holy product for eliminating oil and relieving greasiness."
Uncle Yuan pulled Shen Yue close to the counter and clicked the abacus, "The cost of this bean paste and milk is high. Miss A Yue must have posted a lot of it herself, so he just priced it at twenty-five cents a cup. The amount of sour plum soup is a bit small." , why not put it in a pot?"
Uncle Yuan glanced at Shen Yue and saw her nodding and continued, "The portion of a pot has increased, so the price cannot be lowered. Is it feasible to price a pot at twenty cents?"
"Of course it's possible, just Uncle Yuan can decide the price." Uncle Yuan is more experienced than her in pricing.
Shen Yue suddenly remembered something, took off the backpack, took out the reduced alcohol content and placed it on the counter.
"This is the cucumber wine I developed at home. It is suitable for women who like to drink. Uncle Yuan looked at the price." Shen Yue thought that cucumber sake was a bit unpalatable, so she just called it cucumber wine.
Uncle Yuan opened the bottle cap, and the fragrance of cucumber and fermented rice came to his face. The aroma of the wine was not irritating, just as A Yue said, it was a sake suitable for women.
The annual output of Suyuanzhai's bamboo wine is only a few small jars. If Miss A'yue's cucumber wine could produce as much...
Uncle Yuan was so lost in thought that before he had time to ask, Shen Yue picked up the backpack again.
"Uncle Yuan, I have to leave beforehand. The chef has mastered all the medicinal dishes launched today. If there are new products, I will notify Feng Jin in advance to prepare them."
By the time Uncle Yuan reacted, Shen Yue had already disappeared into the sea of people with a backpack on her back.