When the boy heard a familiar voice, he threw away the bamboo stick and dived into the crowd without thinking.
Yun Yi was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He raised his feather duster and shouted loudly: "Yun Jinghe, I'll count to three, get out of here right away, one, two, three..."
As soon as the first syllable of the word "三" came out, the boy walked out obediently with his head hanging down.
Coming out with him was Yan Yan, who was holding a skewer.
Xiaotuanzi blinked and smiled sweetly at Yun Yi, "Uncle Yun, do you want mutton skewers?"
Yun Yi swallowed hard, smiled and waved his hand to her, "Yan Yan, stand aside first, Uncle Yun wants to teach this little prodigal a lesson first!"
After listening to the conversation between the two, Yun Jinghe blinked thoughtfully, then followed Yan Yan's example, narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled silly at his father.
It’s okay if you don’t laugh, but Yun Yi becomes even more angry after laughing!
"Little prodigal son, you still have the nerve to laugh! Other children started doing business to make money at the age of three. How about you? Besides being able to spend money and prodigal money, do you have any other abilities?"
Yun Jinghe licked the cumin grains on his lips and retorted unconvincingly: "I will still eat it!"
Yun Yi: "!!!"
The little bastard is going to piss him off to death!
Seeing that the war was about to escalate, Mrs. Shu, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the sound and came out.
After figuring out the whole story, the old lady pinched Xiaotuanzi's face in a fit of laughter and tears, "You, oh, why don't you even let go of other people's clothes? Quickly bring the clothes and return them to them."
After saying that, he turned to Yun Yi and said: "Children are ignorant and just joking. It's nothing, not worth taking action... You're already here, why don't you stay and have something to eat?"
"Auntie, you don't know, this little prodigal son just needs to be dealt with..."
Yun Yi let out a long sigh, and was about to talk about his son's glorious history of prodigality, when his sleeve was suddenly pulled by his wife Lin, "That's enough. Save your child's face in front of outsiders, and deal with him when you get home."
Fine.
Yun Yi stopped talking very wisely, and then accepted the old lady's invitation with a smile.
Yunjing Hele, who had escaped, was so upset that he didn't even bother to put on his clothes. He followed Yanyan and asked for food, "Sister, my father and mother are here. I have money, please give it to me again."
Let’s have two skewers of barbecue!”
Oh, this little loser!
Yun Yi's fist was itchy again, "Yan Yan, don't give it to him... give it to uncle, uncle has good things here!"
As he spoke, he pulled off the purse hanging from his waist and poured out a handful of golden melon seeds, "A skewer of meat for one golden melon seed, it's a good deal!"
Xiaotuanzi's eyes were as wide as copper bells. He ran up to him and asked in surprise: "Are these melon seeds made of gold? Really?"
"Of course it's true." Yun Yi smiled.
As soon as he finished speaking, there were two more skewers of barbecued meat in his hand, and the handful of golden melon seeds was also missing two.
The first thing Xiaotuanzi did when he got the golden melon seeds was to bring them to his mouth and take a bite. After confirming that he could make a mark, he immediately stuffed them into his small pocket. His movements were extremely skillful.
Yun Yi couldn't help but laugh, "What other delicious things do you have? Get more for Uncle Yun, he has a lot of good things in his hands!"
"Uncle Yun, just wait!" Xiaotuanzi clapped his paws and quickly got into the crowd with his short legs.
Yun Yi looked at her numb back, chuckled, then turned around and handed his wife a skewer of roast mutton, "This is the restaurant with delicious food I mentioned to you. You can try it."
Mrs. Lin took the skewers and was about to take a bite when she was suddenly hugged by Yun Jinghe's legs.
"Mom, this is not how you eat skewers. Give me the skewers and I will teach you how to eat them."
Yang didn't know it was a trick, so she handed the skewers to him, and then she saw Yun Jing and Xi Liu taking off all the meat on the skewers... not even a grain of cumin was left behind.
The air was quiet for a few seconds.
Yun Yi raised his palm, "Little prodigal son, do you want to taste fried meat on bamboo boards?"
Yang also narrowed his eyes, "Good boy, do you want to have a taste of mixed doubles?"
Yun Jinghe used the tip of his tongue to poke out a small piece of meat and asked vaguely, "Is it too late to spit it out now?"
The couple said in unison: "What do you think?"
Finally, with the persuasion of everyone in Xingfu Village, Yun Jinghe escaped once again. As for whether he would be beaten after returning home... that was something to consider later.
The most important thing right now is - eat!
After the mutton skewers, we had pork skewers, after the pork skewers we had grilled scallops, then grilled shrimps, grilled fish, grilled scallops... Finally, we ended with the much-anticipated grilled oysters.
No matter what the ingredients are, grill them over charcoal fire until they are sizzling with oil, and then brush them with the secret sauce, the taste will be outstanding.
Six large basins full of ingredients were baked and sold out in the blink of an eye without even being brought to the table.
The villagers all had their mouths full of oil, their eyes were dull, and all their worries and fatigue seemed to be swallowed into their stomachs along with the delicious food.
The people inside the house enjoyed it, but the people passing by outside felt uncomfortable.
Especially the porters, who had been busy all day and were already hungry. On the way home, they suddenly smelled such an alluring fragrance, and their souls almost drifted away with the fragrance.
After struggling for a long time, I finally decided to spend money to buy something to try. However, when I entered the store and asked, I was told that I was treating guests to dinner, not takeout.
Isn't this...isn't this deliberately irritating?
In less than half an hour, the three floors inside and outside the Shujia restaurant were crowded with people, all clamoring to eat skewers.
There were also children who were crying, howling, rolling around, crying for their father and mother, and were unwilling to move no matter how much they were coaxed.
Old Han Shu was stupid. He just wanted to treat the villagers to a meal. How did it end up like this?
The village chief wiped the grease from his mouth, walked up to him and asked, "Do you have anything else that can be baked? Move it out and sell it. If you don't make money, you're a bastard!"
Old Shu looked back at a room full of acquaintances, "What should you do?"
The village chief said: "We will help you sell them together, and it won't be too late to eat after we sell them."
"It's not easy for you to do business. The most important thing is to coax your customers well. We have been acquaintances for decades, so why not?" Old Man Tang answered.
Others also echoed and expressed their willingness to help.
Seeing how enthusiastic everyone was, Old Man Shu stopped being pretentious and said, "Okay, I'll ask Mingli to bring out the ingredients for tomorrow, cut and bake everything that can be roasted, and then go to the market to buy some, and sell whatever is available.
I won’t let everyone’s help go to waste, and I will pay everyone back when the work is done!”
Money given away for free is not earned in vain!
There is strength in numbers, and with the help of the villagers, the temporary barbecue stall was quickly set up.
Women were in the kitchen handling ingredients and putting on meat skewers; men were fetching water and carrying charcoal fire in the yard; Mrs. Shu and her daughter-in-law were preparing barbecue dipping sauce; several Ming were in charge of entertaining guests and barbecuing...
The children were not idle either. Under the leadership of Yan Yan, Toutiao kept the scene going in an orderly manner.
If you want to buy grilled fish, stand in the queue on the left; if you want to buy grilled shrimp, stand in the queue in the middle...
There was a bustling scene inside and outside Shujia Restaurant.
The village chief looked at the familiar faces around him, and in a daze, he seemed to have returned to the difficult escape route.
It's great that everyone is working hard and striving towards the same goal.