By the time the first batch of guests finished their meal, without even having time to breathe, the second batch of guests squeezed in again.
There are also those who really can’t wait, so they don’t even ask for a seat, and just order food and eat it at the door.
As a result, a group of men were squatting in front of the restaurant, devouring food.
Passers-by who didn't know the situation were confused when they saw this scene. Is the food in this restaurant so delicious?
No, he also wants to buy a plate to try.
As a result, the queue of people squatting on the street to eat suddenly stretched from the entrance of the restaurant to the beach.
Halfway through the meal, old man Shu, who was accompanying the guests, couldn't sit still and wanted to go out for a walk while holding the bowl.
Is that a guest squatting outside?
No! Those are all tinkling copper plates!
Yun Yi prides himself on being well-informed, but he was still shocked by the scene of people queuing up to grab food.
"Yan Yan, what kind of cook did your family hire? His skills are so good."
If it weren't for the inconvenience of his acquaintance, he would have wanted to poach the cook directly.
Xiaotuanzi smiled proudly, "My family doesn't hire a cook, the dishes are all cooked by my grandmother!"
"Oh, then your grandmother is really amazing."
Yun Yi complimented her and wanted to ask who Mrs. Shu learned her cooking skills from. Xiaotuanzi suddenly jumped off the stool, picked up the small bowl in front of her, and stuffed a lot of good meat into it.
Qing Feng next to her asked her puzzledly: "Sister, what are you going to do?"
"Bring food to grandma. Grandma has been tired for a long time and hasn't eaten yet."
Xiaotuanzi pressed hard on the kelp threads that were about to overflow, and finally piled on top the large chicken drumsticks that had been hidden in advance.
"Perfect!" Yan Yan clapped her paws with satisfaction, then waved her hands to Lin Changyu and Yun Yi seriously, "Uncle Lin, Uncle Yun, eat slowly, I'll be right back."
Yun Yi looked at her trembling back holding the bowl and smiled. This child is not very old, but she acts like a little adult. She is very cute.
Lin Changyu took a sip of kelp and pork ribs soup and took the initiative to talk to the man in front of him: "What kind of business is Mr. Yun doing in Qiongzhou this time? To purchase seafood?"
"No, I heard someone said that two new things came out of Qiongzhou, and I wanted to come over and see what they were." Yun Yi shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity that I came at the wrong time, and the person selling the things was caught by Mr. Lin."
Lin Changyu raised his eyebrows, "The person you are looking for is Zhou Shengcai?"
Yun Yi stood up and poured him a cup of hot tea, "Mr. Lin, please don't tell secrets. I want to do business in coconut oil and coconut milk.
The people of Qiongzhou produce them, and you purchase them all together. The Yun family's fleet transports the products to various parts of Daxia for sale, killing three birds with one stone.
What do you think, Master Lin?"
"It's a good idea, but..." Lin Changyu tapped the edge of the table and said, "I would rather leave this kind of business to local businessmen in Qiongzhou."
Yun Yi was puzzled, "Is there any difference between local businessmen and foreign businessmen?"
"Yes." Lin Changyu said firmly, "Foreign businessmen are not under my government's control. They may make one to two bucks and run away; local businessmen are under my government's management. They can help the people of Qiongzhou sell coconut oil this time, and they can do it next time."
Sell other things.
As long as they are here, the people of Qiongzhou will always make money."
Yun Yi was silent for a long time, then raised his head and drank the tea in the cup, and bowed his hands to him in admiration, "Mr. Lin, the people of Qiongzhou are lucky to have you."
Lin Changyu chuckled lightly, "No, I'm just trying to do my own thing in my position."
*
In the kitchen, Mrs. Shu's spatula was almost spitting out sparks. She had just fried a large pot of clams, and another order came in front for more.
"What's worse, both buckets of clams have been fried. I can't jump into the sea and catch them freshly, right?"
Shu Mingzhi quickly ran to the front to discuss with the customer. The customer was very talkative. If the clams were gone, he would switch to other dishes and eat whatever was available.
Mrs. Shu looked around and fried the remaining snails.
Yang rummaged through the food, chopped up the remaining bean sprouts, lotus roots and other things.
I originally planned to buy more kelp, dry it and store it for easy use in the future, but this time it was better, I took it all out and cut it.
A shelf of ingredients was sold out, and there were still a group of customers outside who hadn't bought anything. Fortunately, Yan Yan had the foresight to queue up people in advance, otherwise the group of men would have to fight over the food.
"No, we can't sell it like this tomorrow." Mrs. Shu put down the spatula and was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to shake her head. "If I continue like this for two days, my arm will definitely be disabled."
"Your arm is disabled, and my brain is going to be disabled." Shu Mingli complained bitterly.
His task today is to carry the dishes. With his strength, he can carry ten dishes at a time without any problem. The difficult thing is to deliver the dishes.
He has a bad memory and can't tell which dish should be served on which table. Just ask, if you ask "Which table is the kelp silk?" seven or eight people will answer.
This...asking is like asking in vain.
Mrs. Shu wiped the sweat from her face, took off her apron, and strode out, "We will discuss how to sell it back later. We will go out to eat first. I have been tired for half a morning and I am starving to death."
Shu Mingli followed her out of the kitchen, turned around and saw Xu Ning who was still washing at the well, and quickly tugged on the old lady's sleeve, "Mom, she's still busy."
Mrs. Sun added in a low voice: "She has been busy since she came here in the morning, washing vegetables, washing dishes, and serving dishes. She is so diligent that I can't stop her even if I want to."
Mrs. Shu nodded, "This kid does have a good heart."
After saying that, he raised his voice and said, "Ning Ning, leave the dishes there and don't wash them. Come over and eat."
"Here we come." Xu Ning responded briskly, washed off the oil on his hands, and followed quickly.
But when it came time to eat at the table, she hesitated and refused to sit down.
Mrs. Shu grabbed her hand and asked warmly: "What's wrong? You've done so much work, aren't you hungry?"
Xu Ning glanced at the sumptuous meal on the table and her face slowly turned red, "Auntie, I want to tell you something... Can I help you every day in the future? In return, you will take care of one meal for me every day.
I don’t need a very good meal, I’ll just eat the leftovers from the guests.”
Mrs. Shu frowned, pushed her down on the stool without any explanation, and then asked with careful tone: "Girl, are you encountering any difficulties? If you have any situation, tell your aunt, she will definitely help if she can."
Xu Ning bit her lip and looked embarrassed, "No, it's not difficult... It's just that my parents left early, and I live with my brother and sister-in-law. All household expenses depend on my brother, and he has to raise three children. It's not easy...
…
I am a person born with a big appetite and can eat. If I eat a little outside, I can also save some food for the family."
After explaining, she quickly added: "If it doesn't work, forget it. I can do it even if I skip one meal."
Mrs. Shu held her hand and smiled heartily, "Why not? Speaking of which, I still make money. How can I hire a helper like you from outside for more than ten or twenty cents a day?"
"Then it's settled like this?" Xu Ning smiled broadly.
"It's settled!" Mrs. Shu smiled back, turned around and snatched away the rice that Shu Mingli had just served, "Little bastard, you are the most enthusiastic about eating all day long, don't you know how to serve some for your mother?"
Shu Mingli sighed, "Okay, I'll give you this bowl, and I'll go get another bowl."
"Serve two more bowls. This bowl is for Ning Ning."