Chapter 1570: Dragon Boat Festival Miscellaneous

What a beautiful holiday the Dragon Boat Festival is.

Family reunion, eating zongzi, gnawing on watermelon, harmonious and beautiful.

Xin Jun stood at the front desk of the farmhouse, his face numb at this moment: "I came back to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival, not to be celebrated by the Dragon Boat Festival..."

Xin Mom felt a little embarrassed: "Well, that, well, it's mainly because we are in the catering business, and we shouldn't be resting at this time anyway... right?"

"Yes!" Xin Dad had just permed his hair black and shiny, and his whole person was full of spirit: "Our business is so good! The guests won't be happy if we take a holiday."

"Besides," Xin Mom changed her style: "You don't have a stable job now, and starting a business yourself is very expensive; Mom will create it for you, and you can take over when we are old."

"By the way, if you are dating, there is no financial pressure, right?"

Xin Jun gave a numb cold laugh: "All my pressure comes from your career."

He really didn't feel that his parents' career ambition was so strong before!

Xin Mom worked very hard to start a business before, and the farmhouse at home was also managed with great care.

But.

Oh, how to say it? Her son's dating was not smooth and he was looked down upon by others; this matter gave her some pressure more or less.

And although this pressure was not obvious, it quickly transformed into her career ambition.

Now she is doing better and better, and working harder and harder. The shadow from before was completely abandoned, so much so that she couldn't remember it herself.

She only knew that working hard for a career was really interesting.

And now, Xin Jun passively endured this career ambition, staring at the dense small tickets and bills at the front desk, wishing he didn't have this Dragon Boat Festival holiday.

Looking at the playback of Qiaoqiao's livestream that had just been turned off, looking at the large buckets of zongzi on the screen, and then looking at the thick stack of small tickets in front of him...

He pushed his hand: "Mom, it's not like we didn't hire a finance person; leave these to them. Don't let me intervene and make it messy, it will be hard to take over instead."

"It's okay!"

Xin Mom was carefree: "The finance office is all on holiday for the Dragon Boat Festival; you just need to do a simple entry and exit registration, it won't be messy."

Xin Jun:...

He silently opened the document and then emphasized: "The ingredients I brought back must all be eaten by you two, and cannot be put into the store."

"If you are still thinking about making money even with these things, then there is no point in me writing this table—"

Xin Mom patted her chest and promised: "Don't worry, your dad and I can't manage our farmhouse even if it expands. We can't ruin our reputation, right?"

"It's so stable now, Mom doesn't need to use good things to attract customers."

What a conscious sentence.

Xin Jun sighed and finally buried his head staring at the document.

……

And at this moment, the Dragon Boat Festival at Qiaoqiao Farm was going on lively.

Everyone in front was happily comparing whose zongzi was the best.

In the back kitchen, the large basins of dishes stir-fried by Master Jiang and Grandpa Qi were placed on the preparation table, and it looked like they couldn't fit anymore.

The assistants transferred by the security guards said: "How about we take a few basins out first? It won't fit here soon."

Most importantly, it smells so good!

The steam was rising in the pot here, and the aroma of stir-frying and stewing was already tempting enough, and there were basins of hot, fresh, and delicious dishes over there.

This is the back kitchen!

These dishes were close at hand, as if you could scoop a mouthful if you stretched your chopsticks!

What a great temptation!

But Master Jiang managed the kitchen by following the set of large enterprises, where everything was clearly defined.

Except for tasting the flavor when stir-frying and tasting the texture when taking it out of the pot, they were not allowed to touch it casually at other times.

It was right under their noses, but they couldn't taste a mouthful; what a torment.

A group of kitchen helpers suffered greatly.

Then looking at Grandpa Qi again, they couldn't help but sigh at this moment: "Grandpa Qi, it turns out you have to suffer such bitterness every day when stir-frying!"

They were kitchen helpers following Master Jiang, and Master Jiang's master, Master Qian, was of the same generation as Grandpa Qi. Everyone didn't know how to call him, so they simply learned from Qiaoqiao.

Grandpa Qi is also a trendy little old man who understands Douyin very well now.

Looking at these young people at this moment, he snorted: "Then I'm different from you; when I stir-fry down the mountain, I can taste it whenever I want."

Of course, with his current confidence and skill in cooking, he generally doesn't need to taste it.

The young people:...

Then Grandpa Qi looked outside the glass:

"Bear with it, this table will be ready in two more dishes. If you take these dishes out now, the next basin won't be finished, and this basin will be snatched empty; that eating will be messy... how ugly."

Master Jiang remembered it, and simply instructed them: "If you are afraid of being greedy after staying inside for a long time, go to the refrigerator and move those two buckets of white fungus soup out."

Sweeten the mouths of these greedy cats first!

First, there is often this kind of welfare of white fungus fragments boiled in soup for everyone to drink on the mountain, so now looking at this soup, although they are still reluctant to waste a mouthful, they have two points of resistance in their hearts.

This way, they won't drink it messily, which is very ugly.

Second, it's hot now, and it's good to drink a bowl of cold white fungus soup before a meal to open the appetite; anyway, there are only two buckets.

With so many people, at most half a bowl per person!

In this way, the kitchen helpers hurriedly went out to work, escaping this delicious prison.

And the employees smelled the various aromas drifting from the glass window, and they were already surrounding it impatiently:

"Quick, quick, quick, scoop half a bowl to open the appetite first! Don't drink too much, there are all hard dishes at noon today..."

Need to say? Everyone has eaten out of experience during this period!

However, some people still felt hungry. At this moment, they shouted through the glass: "Master Jiang, the zongzi are all boiled. Why not bring a basin of cold water and soak them all first?"

It was Program Brother who spoke.

Seemingly weak and without appetite, but after coming here to work, he wished he could eat three boards every meal.

Master Jiang had a deep impression of this young man who ate as fragrantly as a piglet, and he also snorted at this moment:

"Then I don't dare—if you move the zongzi out now, and you soak the zongzi in cold water, while soaking, are you going to untie the zongzi leaves?"

Program Brother had a thick skin: "This can't blame us, who tests cadres with such good things..."

Cadre Little Zhu Zhishu agreed very much.

She arranged the rice, flour, grain, and oil that should be distributed and sent to the five-guarantee households and poor families during the holiday, and after recording them one by one, she heard Song Tan say she wanted to invite an opera troupe to sing, so she hurriedly came up to ask for details:

"Which opera troupe? What specific repertoires are they good at?"

"Is it held in the square? Then it is estimated that it will be a bit hot, at most, move a few large fans over."

Song Tan thought for a moment, turned to ask Qiaoqiao: "Are there two ice machines on the mountain? See if there are many ice cubes inside, hurry up and make some, and use fans to blow them on the stage at night."

?? Here!

? 5.25 ask for leave, my stomach hurts and I'm really uncomfortable, helpless to ask for leave.

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